Chapter 1506 - 1505: Sword Spirit Rain

Chapter 1506: Chapter 1505: Sword Spirit Rain

"How could such a thing happen?"

While everyone was joyously embracing the baptism of the sword rain, some veteran swordsmen noticed a peculiar anomaly. How could such a strange phenomenon occur in the world without any apparent reason?

This sword rain obviously had some inexplicable beneficial effect on these swordsmen, otherwise, so many people wouldn’t have resolved longstanding problems at almost the same moment, achieving great progress.

All of this began after Ling Chen’s name disappeared from that Thousand Zhang Giant Sword.

"Could it be that that kid has passed the eighteenth level of the Sword Prison, clearing the entire Sword Prison?"

A veteran swordsman, in a moment of contemplation, suddenly opened his eyes, a look of dramatic shock surged within them.

"Cleared it, how is that possible!"

Other swordsmen all displayed expressions of disbelief; from ancient times to now, not even someone who has broken through the sixteenth level has appeared, let alone someone who has cleared it.

"It must be so!"

However, the veteran swordsman was extraordinarily persistent, his gaze fell upon the sword rain descending from the sky, and a glint of wisdom soon appeared in his eyes, "This is the Sword Spirit Rain."

"Sword Spirit Rain, what is that?"

A middle-aged swordsman asked in astonishment.

"The so-called Sword Spirit Rain is a natural phenomenon, moreover, it is a unique phenomenon exclusive to the Sword Prison."

The veteran swordsman spoke gravely, "I once read in an ancient book, about the legend of the Sword Spirit Rain. It recorded that only by successfully clearing the Sword Prison would such a phenomenon of heaven and earth, the Sword Spirit Rain, descend."

"No way, did he really clear it?"

Everyone’s faces displayed a hint of incredulity; clearing it! Did someone actually clear the Sword Prison?

Upon hearing this, their first reaction was disbelief, but if Ling Chen hadn’t cleared it, then how do you explain this sudden Sword Spirit Rain?

The realms, sword techniques, bottlenecks that everyone was stuck on for years, astonishingly all broke through in a moment, this is indeed the Sword Spirit Rain, a once-in-a-lifetime phenomenon of the world, there’s no doubt about it.

At this time, the sword rain from the sky also gradually ceased its descent, and the light projected from that vortex fell upon the Thousand Zhang Giant Sword, where suddenly a slender silhouette emerged at the top.

It was Ling Chen!

The figure of Ling Chen was standing at the top of the Sword Prison, under the imposing presence of the Sword Prison, like the descent of a Sword God, an extremely terrifying pressure swept across the heavens and earth.

"He came out!"

Everyone rose, eyes burning with fervor.

If they were somewhat unconvinced of Ling Chen before, thinking the rumors were exaggerated, now they had only admiration. The eighteenth level of the Sword Prison, unprecedented and unrepeatable history; if they still couldn’t accept this, then there was nothing else they could, failing to acknowledge someone else’s talent meant they weren’t fit to be swordsmen.

Ling Chen did not expect his appearance to cause such a sensation.

With a slight movement, Ling Chen’s body gracefully descended from the top of the Sword Prison, landing in front of everyone.

"Ling Chen, did you pass the eighteenth level?" a swordsman bravely asked.

Although the result was right before their eyes, they were still uncertain whether Ling Chen truly passed the eighteenth level.

Ling Chen nodded, not concealing it, "I was fortunate enough to pass."

Wow!

The moment the words were spoken, a massive wave erupted from the crowd. Although they already knew this was the result, hearing Ling Chen personally confirm it still made them involuntarily gasp, their hearts pounding fiercely.

That was the eighteenth level of the Sword Prison!

"Ling Chen, would you consider taking disciples? My youngest son, thirteen this year, is exceptionally talented. If he could apprentice under you, it would be his fortune."

Seeing Ling Chen wasn’t that cold, a middle-aged swordsman spoke with full expectation.

"Ling Chen, I also have a granddaughter, with fairly good qualifications and a good appearance, would you like to consider her? Even if not as a disciple, she could be a sword servant."

Another veteran swordsman spoke up.

"My grandson is hardworking and resilient, do you perhaps need any errands or helpers?"

Instantly, everyone was recommending their juniors to Ling Chen. If they could be apprenticed under a rare genius of the sword way in a thousand years like Ling Chen, their future accomplishments would be limitless. Ling Chen, so young yet so formidable, must possess a unique path of development, and even has a great chance of becoming a Supreme Expert someday.

Some even looked at Hong Ye not far away with envy, secretly admiring the foresight of the Liu Sheng family. Before, they mocked the Liu Sheng family, whose proud daughter was taken by Ling Chen as a maid; it was considered a great humiliation, but now they realized how foolish they were. To be Ling Chen’s maid, servant girl, that is indeed a blessing cultivated over three lifetimes.

Liu Sheng Hongye, by serving Ling Chen as a maid, her power dramatically increased, she gained the power of the Ghost God Bone Woman, and even defeated Fengmo Tianchuan, it was practically a step to heaven.

Faced with the chatter of those before him, Ling Chen shook his head with a smile. He never intended to take on disciples as his own cultivation time was already insufficient; how could he have time to teach, not leading others astray would already be a good aim.

However, the path shouldn’t be completely blocked; if he had the intention to establish a sect someday, it was unpredictable.

"Sorry, I currently have no intention of taking on disciples,"

Ling Chen cupped his fists toward the crowd, then added, "But if one day I, Ling Chen, establish a sect, I will definitely inform you all, and by then, you’re welcome to send your talented juniors."

"Alright, definitely!"

Knowing Ling Chen had no immediate intention of accepting disciples, many swordsmen felt a bit disappointed. But fortunately, Ling Chen did not completely shut down the possibility, leaving much room in his words, clearly indicating there’s still a chance, just not the right time yet.

After cupping his hands to bid farewell to the many swordsmen, Ling Chen also walked toward Beichuan Ye and Peerless Sword.

"You’ve actually cleared it, are you even human?"

Peerless Sword shook his head, when Ling Chen entered the Sword Prison, he never thought Ling Chen could clear it. Everyone thought Ling Chen passing the fifteenth level and reaching the sixteenth would already be a significant achievement; who would have thought Ling Chen would pass through all the remaining levels, ending with a complete clear, and even triggering this unprecedented Sword Spirit Rain, making it hard to believe it was real.

"You really are terrifying."

Beichuan Ye gave a bitter smile; he initially had the mindset to see how he compared with Ling Chen, believing that even if he couldn’t match the latter, he wouldn’t be too far behind. But now it seemed the gap was a hundred thousand miles wide, the distance between him and Ling Chen had been widened to a staggering level.

Now, having accepted the baptism of the Sword Prison, Ling Chen has mastered the countless sword techniques of the Sword Prison, and his strength is perhaps even deeper and more unfathomable.