Chapter 115: Meet Duan Hun again, the opportunity for the sword art to be perfected

Punishment Peak.

This was the most terrifying place in the sect.

Usually, no one was willing to come over.

Besides the fact that it imprisoned demonic cultivators and demon beasts, making this peak gloomy, there were also various rules set by the Punishment Peak; once violated, it would be taken seriously and punished.

Someone once argued with the Sect Master.

But didn't get an answer.

Finally, over time, it was defaulted to.

Swish~

Sword light landed.

Stopping at the mountainside of the Punishment Peak.

There were several disciples guarding here.

Observing their aura.

Three Opening Aperture Realm, one Sea Opening Realm.

And that Sea Opening Realm was somewhat familiar.

"Duan Hun?"

Meng Zhangqing was surprised.

He was once a top talent in the inner sect, how come he's guarding the door now?

"Meng Zhangqing!"

Duan Hun was originally leaning lazily on the giant rock next to him, but when he saw Meng Zhangqing, he stood up subconsciously.

Then he seemed to have discovered something.

Disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"Your cultivation!"

"Just broke through this morning."

Meng Zhangqing smiled slightly.

"Creation Realm!"

Duan Hun clenched his hands subconsciously, shock flashing across his face.

In the secret realm, although there was a difference in the specific breakthrough time, overall, it was about the same.

But now he was still at the third level of the Sea Opening Realm.

Meng Zhangqing was already in the Creation Realm!

How could this be possible?

How could the gap between them be so big?

Duan Hun didn't want to believe it, but the reality was right before his eyes.

And Meng Zhangqing was coming towards him against the morning glow, which could be called ten thousand rays of light, while he was guarding the door here.

The difference was clear at a glance.

Inexplicable feelings emerged in his heart.

But this could only be blamed on himself.

In the Profound Clear Realm, he gave up on himself, and after coming out, he was also dejected, which made the elders above quite dissatisfied.

So he was thrown here to exercise his temperament.

"I don't know what Senior Brother Meng is here for."

Sorting out his emotions, Duan Hun still spoke.

In the sect, strength is still respected.

Unless they were very familiar with each other early on and were used to calling each other that, they could continue to call each other Senior Brother and Junior Brother.

"Kill demonic cultivators, cultivate sword art, by the way, Elder Yun Buque asked me to come."

Meng Zhangqing said.

"Elder Yun."

Duan Hun’s pupils shrank slightly.

Obviously, he knew something about Yun Buque.

Or rather, disciples guarding here would come into contact with this kind of information.

And Yun Buque was at the same level as his Peak Master, no, to be precise, a person of the same era.

"Is it the 'Holy Spirit Killing Sword Art'?"

Duan Hun thought for a while and said.

"Hmm."

Meng Zhangqing nodded.

Duan Hun’s eyes flashed with understanding.

In the sect, there were very, very few cultivation techniques related to the path of killing.

Only a few.

One of them was the "Holy Spirit Killing Sword Art."

It was just that very few people dared to cultivate this sword art.

He didn't expect Meng Zhangqing to choose it.

But what made him sigh the most was Meng Zhangqing's growth speed.

He could already come into contact with the level of Elder Yun and choose Earth-grade high-level martial arts.

And he himself...

"This is the Iron Prison Token; with this token, you can travel freely through the first to fourth floors of the dungeon, and you can also open the doors."

"Inside are demonic cultivators, demon beasts, etc., totaling over ten thousand."

"As for strength, the further down you go, the stronger they are; the fourth floor is basically demonic cultivators of the Creation Realm."

Without thinking too much, Duan Hun said.

"So many?"

Meng Zhangqing was stunned.

Over ten thousand, this was not a small number.

"The sect cleans up some every year; you came a few months late, originally there were more, all prepared as whetstones for sect disciples."

"Or for disciples who dare to cultivate the path of killing."

Duan Hun took out a token.

"Understood."

Meng Zhangqing nodded, reached out to take it, and then walked forward.

The huge iron gate in front was slowly opening.

Inside was darkness, like an abyss.

Making one shudder.

As Meng Zhangqing entered, the iron gate slowly closed.

"Senior Brother Duan, is this the genius disciple who almost killed a bloodline demon beast in the Profound Clear Realm?"

Several disciples next to him asked excitedly.

"Hmm."

Duan Hun nodded.

"As expected of a genius, the cultivation speed is fast, actually already in the Creation Realm, and Senior Brother Duan you..."

When the words reached here, feeling something was wrong, the disciple quickly shut his mouth.

But it was too late.

Duan Hun’s face was already livid.

――

Punishment Peak mountainside.

Was a boundary.

Above was the Heavenly Prison.

Below was the Dungeon.

"Is this a small space similar to a secret realm?"

After walking into the iron gate, what appeared before him was a quite spacious square.

Surrounded by mountain walls, there were dense prison cells on them.

Imprisoned inside were all kinds of demonic cultivators and demon beasts.

The number was large.

Looking at it, there were probably over six thousand.

He didn't know where the sect got them; maybe they destroyed many demonic strongholds and collected them.

Under his feet was the first floor of the dungeon.

So these demonic cultivators were only in the Pulse Forging Realm.

"Hehehe, a new face actually came!"

Sensing someone coming, many demonic cultivators rushed to the prison door and observed curiously.

But there was a bloodthirsty look in their eyes.

Demonic arts, especially low-level demonic arts, although the cultivation conditions were simple and didn't look at aptitude, the influence on the mind was too great.

Once practiced, basically none would be normal.

"Really want to eat him!"