Abyss Walker

Chapter 234 The Five Swords of Dugu (Rock)

Yun Muhan's "Indestructible Form and Spirit" clone joined the battle, and in an instant, it seemed as if multiple Yun Muhans appeared in the stone chamber.

Each clone was identical to the real him, with the same face, movements, and even swordsmanship. They formed a powerful sword formation around Dugu Jianling.

The four Yun Muhans, along with Dugu Jianling, moved swiftly within the stone chamber, their swords flashing like five shooting stars streaking across the darkness, forming an impenetrable attack network.

Every attack they launched was full of power and strategy, and every defense was as solid as a rock.

Yun Muhan's clones each wielded one of the four swords: ice, fire, poison, and lightning. The sword energy crisscrossed, the collision of ice and fire produced a "sizzling" sound, and the interweaving of poison and lightning filled the air with eerie electric light.

Yun Muhan himself was in the center of the command, his eyes sharp as an eagle, constantly observing Dugu Qiubai's movements and looking for weaknesses.

Dugu Jianling's swordsmanship is more direct and fierce. His sword is like the scythe of death, and every swing is full of killing intent.

His swordsmanship was concise and efficient; every swing of his sword accurately struck Dugu Qiubai's weaknesses.

His gaze was calm and resolute, each attack revealing a thirst for victory. His sword light, like streaks of lightning, slashed through the air, aiming directly at Dugu Qiubai's vitals.

The battle intensified, and the air inside the stone chamber seemed to grow heavy because of it.

Each clash between the sword and the scythe shook the entire stone chamber, sending sparks flying as if stars were shattering in the collision.

The moss on the stone wall was shaken off by the sword energy, and dust filled the air, blurring the view.

Dugu Qiubai wielded his scythe faster and faster, his figure moving swiftly through the stone chamber, seemingly omnipresent.

Each swing of the scythe carried immense power, as if it were about to tear everything apart.

Its movements appear casual, yet contain endless variations, making each attack unpredictable.

Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling had to maintain a high level of concentration; every attack had to be precise, and every defense had to be timely. Their movements became faster and faster, but as the battle continued, their physical and spiritual energy were being consumed more and more.

Sweat soaked their clothes, trickling down their faces and dripping onto the ground. Their breathing became rapid, but their eyes remained firm, showing no sign of backing down.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Dugu Qiubai's scythe came to a stop in mid-air.

His figure paused slightly, then gradually became transparent, as if dissolved by some invisible force.

Dugu Qiubai's voice echoed in the stone chamber, carrying a hint of satisfaction and approval: "You have done very well... The inheritance of swordsmanship requires not only strength, but also courage and wisdom..."

As his voice faded away, Dugu Qiubai's figure finally vanished completely into the air, as if he had never existed.

Silence returned to the stone chamber, leaving only Yun Muhan and Dugu Jianling standing in place, their swords still in their hands, the tips trembling slightly, as if they had just experienced a thrilling storm.

The scythe crashed to the ground with a dull thud, as if marking the end of the battle.

Dugu Jianling stared blankly in the direction where Dugu Qiubai had disappeared. The cold light that the scythe had been emitting also dissipated along with Dugu Qiubai's figure, becoming dim and lifeless.

This scene filled him with complex emotions, a mixture of reverence for his family's legend and a profound understanding of the legacy of swordsmanship.

Yun Muhan walked towards the stone platform, his steps firm and powerful, each step exuding solemnity. He knew that this battle was not only a test of swordsmanship, but also a test of will.

He took a deep breath and his gaze fell on the ancient Dugu Rock Sword on the stone platform.

The sword, though covered by the marks of time, still exudes a chilling aura, as if telling the story of the Dugu family's glory and honor.

He knew that this was not merely a divine sword, but the legacy of the Dugu swordsmanship and the glory of the Dugu family. He gently reached out and took the sword from the stone platform.

The sword trembled slightly, as if responding to his call, or as if testing his resolve.

Yun Muhan quickly steadied the sword. The weight of the sword startled him slightly, but he quickly adjusted his posture and firmly gripped the hilt.

"Damn, why is this sword so heavy?" he exclaimed, his voice tinged with helplessness but even more so with awe.

The sword was far heavier than he had expected, as if it were a powerful entity in itself, bearing the will and strength of countless sword masters. He could feel the immense energy contained within the sword, and each heartbeat resonated with the sword's tremor.

Yun Muhan turned around and handed the sword to Dugu Jianling.

The moment Dugu Jianling received the sword, it was as if an invisible bridge existed between the two of them; no words were needed, and everything was understood without being spoken.

Yun Muhan's gaze was encouraging, while Dugu Jianling felt a heavy responsibility.

Dugu Jianling understood Yun Muhan's intention. This was a fusion of soul and sword intent, the deepest connection between the sword spirit and the sword body.

His hand trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his balance and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly.

The weight of the sword made him feel an unprecedented pressure, but at the same time it strengthened his determination to protect it.

His gaze deepened, as if he could see through the sword the glorious history of the Dugu family and the ancestors who dedicated their lives to the way of the sword.

At this moment, the Dugu Yan Sword seemed to be responding to his determination, its blade trembling slightly and emitting a low hum, as if acknowledging this new guardian.

Yun Muhan stood to the side, leaning slightly forward, his hands half-clenched, ready to respond to any unexpected situation. His gaze was focused and calm, silently guarding Dugu Jianling and Dugu Yanjian.

The stone chamber was completely silent, save for the sound of Dugu Jianling's breathing and the slight trembling of his sword.

Dugu Jianling closed his eyes, his hands gripping the hilt of the Dugu Yan Sword tightly, his body trembling slightly.

The Dugu Yan sword in his hand began to emit a faint light, which flowed slowly across the blade like water, gradually becoming brighter and softer.

The sword gradually resonated with his body, a resonance like an ancient hymn, deep and powerful, echoing in the stone chamber, as if telling the story of the glory and heritage of the Dugu family.

Yun Muhan stepped back to protect Dugu Jianling. His eyes were filled with trust in Dugu Jianling and anticipation for the changes to come.

He knew this was a crucial transformation, one that could not be disturbed in any way. His gaze was fixed on every corner of the stone chamber, ensuring that no interference would interrupt the fusion of Dugu Jianling and Dugu Yanjian.

As time passed, the light of the Dugu Rock Sword grew brighter and brighter, and the aura of its sword spirit intensified. The air inside the stone chamber seemed to be making way for this fusion, and everything proceeded in silence.

The light flowed across the sword, as if it were alive, intertwining with the aura of the Lone Sword Spirit to create a mysterious and magnificent scene.

In the light, the sword seemed to tremble slightly, as if responding to the inner call of the Lone Sword Spirit.

Finally, the light reached its peak, and then slowly subsided.

Dugu Jianling opened his eyes, which shone with an unprecedented light—the perfect fusion of the power of Dugu Yan Sword and his own sword spirit essence.

His breathing became steady and deep, and his eyes revealed an unprecedented firmness and confidence.

"Where's the next stop?" Dugu Jianling's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement; his power had reached a new level.

His gaze shifted to Yun Muhan, his eyes sparkling with anticipation for the future.

Yun Muhan nodded slightly; he could sense the change in Dugu Jianling. This sword was not merely a weapon, but also a symbol of the trust and tacit understanding between them.

His voice was calm yet firm: "We still have a long way to go, but this is just the beginning."

Dugu Jianling smiled slightly: "Dugu Yan's skill is 'Rock Solid,' which is different from the skills of the previous four swords. 'Rock Solid' is a purely defensive skill."

His voice carried a hint of pride, as if he had completely mastered the power of this divine sword.

Yun Muhan asked in confusion, "There are now five Dugu swords. Dugu Huo's 'Blazing Sky' is for enhancement and attack. Dugu Du's 'Poison Dragon Eroding the Sun' is for attack and instant kill. Dugu Bing's 'Ice Dragon Descending' is for slowing down and attack. And Dugu Lei's 'Thunderous Might' is a continuous multi-hit attack. Why is Dugu Yan's 'Rock Solid' only for defense?"

Dugu Jianling smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of certainty: "Dugu Yan enhances the body's defensive capabilities. That's why Dugu Yan is a thousand times more important than other Dugu swords."

His voice echoed in the stone chamber, as if proclaiming the majesty of the Dugu Yan Sword.

As the voices rang out, the two exchanged a smile. Without needing to say anything more, they were ready to face the challenges ahead.