It turns out, they were the main characters.

Is this person crazy...? Mu Zhian's eyelids twitched slightly, but doubt flickered in his eyes.

The aura of the Sword Palace Master in front of him was indeed very elusive. However, even he, with his innate spiritual body, could not be sure that she was not the Sword Palace Master. How did Yu Zimo make that judgment?

Furthermore... even if it's not the Sword Palace Master, attacking so rashly is a bit too presumptuous.

As thoughts flashed through Mu Zhian's mind, on the other side, the Palace Master of the Sword Palace had already slightly turned his body to avoid the sharp, long needle that was coming at him.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, a faint white light quietly shone from her full breasts.

From the white light, an ancient-looking bronze sword appeared in everyone's sight.

This bronze sword looks exactly like the bronze sword that was bound in front of the high platform!

"Two bronze swords?" A hint of surprise appeared in Mu Zhian's eyes.

How could that be...?

While Mu Zhian was thinking about such things, the Palace Master of the Sword Palace had already swung his bronze sword forward.

Just a second ago she was in front of Yu Ziming, but the next moment she was behind everyone.

Immediately afterwards, the bronze sword in the Sword Palace Master's hand turned into specks of light and scattered.

boom!

With a deafening roar, and before anyone could even see the Sword Palace Master draw his sword, an astonishing sound erupted right in front of Yu Ziming.

Then, Yu Ziming's figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Mu Zhian felt a chill run down his spine.

This woman is definitely strange!

Inside the main hall, the remaining cultivators subconsciously took a half step back, all of them now harboring thoughts of retreat.

The Sword Palace Master turned to look at the crowd behind him with a blank expression and slowly said, "Who's next?"

These words were spoken, but no one responded.

Having learned from Yu Ziming's example, everyone was undoubtedly much calmer than before.

This time, no one was willing to be the first to take the lead.

The Palace Master of the Sword Palace surveyed the crowd and slowly said, "No one responded. This is considered a complete abstention, and they will be punished by Heaven."

As she finished speaking, a hint of coldness appeared in her otherwise emotionless eyes, making her seem like a heartless machine.

"Let's start with you." Her gaze fell on the second monk who had spoken.

As if sensing some danger, the cultivator instinctively took a half-step back.

Then, he suddenly pointed in Mu Zhi'an's direction and said, "The strongest person among us is right next to him. If we are to conduct a test, it should start with the strongest person!"

All eyes immediately turned to Mu Zhian.

To be precise, it should be the yellow-skirted maid next to Mu Zhian.

The Sword Palace Master's gaze also fell on Wei Mengrou. After a brief stare, an ancient bronze sword slowly emerged from her chest.

boom!

The cultivator who had just spoken didn't even have time to dodge before he heard a scream, and then his figure disappeared from the hall.

The Sword Palace Master didn't even look at the second cultivator; his gaze was fixed on Wei Mengrou.

"it's your turn."

This time, no one gloated; everyone frowned deeply, their minds racing.

Without a doubt, this 'Sword Palace Master' in front of them definitely has a problem. Those who fail her test will be punished... and they don't know the price of this punishment yet—whether it's being expelled from the Sword Palace or being wiped out... Under these circumstances, these chosen ones are already having second thoughts.

"Or are you also giving up the test?" the Sword Palace Master asked again.

Before Wei Mengrou could answer, Mu Zhian, gazing at the bronze sword in mid-air, suddenly asked, "Senior, before we undergo the trial, may we know why you were awakened from the seal?"

The woman glanced at him indifferently and said calmly, "Among you, some have a karmic connection with this ancient bronze sword, which is why you were able to pull out the bronze sword that was bound inside."

Her voice was incredibly calm, as if she were stating a fact, but because of what had just happened in front of everyone, they didn't quite believe what this woman was saying.

However, a thoughtful look appeared in Mu Zhian's eyes.

If the woman wasn't lying, then the person who could pull out that sword must be someone connected to the bronze fragments.

Aside from Bai Ruoxi, who may be receiving the inheritance, the only people present who have any connection with the bronze fragments are him and Ye Yu.

If I had to say, Mu Zhian was the only person present who had any connection with the bronze sword.

"I'll give it a try," Mu Zhian said.

Rather than letting Wei Mengrou take this risk, it's safer for him to do it.

Even if he failed, he still possessed the power of Lin Ling's words, and this wisp of remnant soul, suspected to be left by the Sword Palace Master, could not kill him with the first strike.

The Palace Master of the Sword Palace did not stop him, but simply stepped back half a step, giving Mu Zhian room to go on stage.

The cultivators standing nearby couldn't help but look at Mu Zhi'an, each with a complex emotion in their eyes.

They didn't want Mu Zhian to pull out the sword, but they also wanted him to pull out the ancient bronze sword, since only then would the test be considered over.

But if Mu Zhian really pulls out that bronze ancient sword, wouldn't that bronze ancient sword become Mu Zhian's property?

With such mixed feelings, everyone's eyes were fixed on the boy who flew towards the high platform.

Wei Mengrou unconsciously clenched her fist hidden in her sleeve, her eyes fixed on Mu Zhian. If he failed to draw his sword, she would act immediately and do whatever it took to get Mu Zhian out of this hall.

Ye Yu also stared at this scene, and secretly sneered.

idiot.

The teacher had already told him that the woman in the main hall wasn't the real Sword Palace Master, but rather another version of herself she had severed in the past. If Mu Zhi'an could pull out the sword, all would be well; if he couldn't… then he could just prepare to die.

As if sensing Wei Mengrou's worried gaze, Mu Zhian turned around and gave her a reassuring smile.

Then, his gaze fell upon the ancient bronze sword bound by chains before him.

After a brief moment of confusion, a look of seriousness quickly appeared in Mu Zhian's eyes.

These chains are actually a kind of formation.

This formation comes from all four directions of the main hall, which perfectly binds the ancient bronze sword within it. Unless the seals on the four sides of the main hall are released at the same time, the bronze sword cannot be drawn.

No wonder Yu Ziming failed just now.

but……

Mu Zhian, however, felt that he could pull it out.

From the moment he approached the platform, he felt as if the ancient bronze sword was calling to him.

That must be the spirit of the ancient bronze sword.

As for the reason... it's probably because Mu Zhian used to nourish Bai Ruoxi day and night, so the spirit in this bronze sword also has a good impression of Mu Zhian.

Mu Zhian took a shallow breath and slowly exhaled.

Then, a hand gripped the hilt of the ancient bronze sword.

Splash...

The ancient bronze sword, which had been silent all along, suddenly reacted. Its blade began to vibrate slightly, causing the chains at the four corners of the hall to rattle heavily.

The Sword Palace Master's eyes flickered slightly, a hint of surprise appearing in his usually cold gaze as he stared at the young man on the high platform.

At this moment, several pairs of eyes were fixed on Mu Zhi'an, some hoping he wouldn't draw the bronze sword, others wishing he would.

Amidst such complex human emotions, the cauldron within Mu Zhi'an's body quietly began to operate, and spiritual energy slowly emanated from it.

He gripped the hilt tightly, as if trying to release the bronze sword, which was bound by chains, from its seal, or as if pulling a sword from its rusty scabbard.

Finally, the hilt of the sword, which had remained motionless, seemed to pull back slightly, accompanied by an extremely unpleasant sound, like fingernails scraping against glass.

"He pulled that sword out a little!" A cultivator in the audience noticed something and whispered in disbelief.

With another slightly piercing sound, the bronze sword was pulled out of the chains a little more, revealing a hint of its sharpness.

The Sword Palace Master's eyes flickered slightly as he stared intently at the scene.

Mu Zhian took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Then he closed his eyes and concentrated his spiritual energy throughout his body. At this moment, it seemed that only this ancient bronze sword existed in his world, and nothing else existed.

Without a doubt, the ancient bronze sword before them was the third bronze fragment, hence its reaction to him.

He can indeed pull out the sword.

It just requires thorough preparation and a concerted effort... It's not impossible to completely unleash it.

After a brief moment of preparation, Mu Zhian gripped the hilt of the bronze sword, took a deep breath, and unleashed his spiritual energy.

Clang!

Most of the bronze sword's blade came into view.

boom!

The entire hall shook violently at that moment. Mu Zhian did not hesitate at all and in one go completely freed the ancient bronze sword from the chains!

The ancient bronze sword revealed its sharpness for the first time, severing the chains on all sides.

Then, it transformed into a broken fragment and flew out, quickly attacking a certain cave and burrowing into Bai Ruoxi's chest, who was receiving the Sword Palace's inheritance inside that cave.

The three bronze fragments were pieced together to form a complete bronze sword pattern, and a faint white light emanated from Bai Ruoxi's chest.

From within that white light, an ancient bronze sword silently emerged from Bai Ruoxi's ample bosom into view.

Then, Bai Ruoxi... no, she should be called the true Palace Master of the Sword Palace, slowly opened her eyes and gazed in the direction where Mu Zhian was.

"Has it finally arrived?"

There was a hint of relief in her tone.

Chapter 245 A Glance That Lasts a Lifetime (5K)

With the release of that bronze sword, everything in the main hall collapsed, and this grotto-heaven vanished in an instant.

While Mu Zhian was still trying to figure out what had happened, the Sword Palace Master, who seemed to have no emotions and was standing not far in front of him, seemed to have sensed something and slowly turned his head to look behind him.

"They came really fast."