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Chapter 932: Wine Sword Venerable

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The group stepped through the sect gate and entered the interior.

Inside the Shushan Sword Sect, it was a mess!

A hundred years ago, this was a holy land for cultivating techniques and sword arts, but at this very moment, it had fallen into decay.

The towering gate towers and main halls were covered in dust and spiderwebs.

Most terrifyingly, the ground was littered with corpses, sword marks, and strange Daoist symbols; it was full of signs of destruction, suggesting a battle of sect-extermination proportions had occurred here.

The number of human corpses on the ground was likely in the thousands, scattered everywhere.

The corpses had already rotted into white bones; if not for the fact that they were all clutching broken swords and wearing the attire of the Shushan Sword Sect, Su Ming would have found it difficult to distinguish whether they were indeed disciples of this place.

"Not a single living person?" Jiang Yunqing felt the aura was eerie, frowned, and whispered.

Even Su Ming's expression turned cold.

He had originally thought that within this Shushan Sword Sect, there should be sword-cultivation experts still alive who could offer him some guidance, perhaps enabling him to break the seal on the Nine Swords of Dugu.

Yet he hadn't expected that there wouldn't even be a shadow of a living person!

"This must be the area near the boss battle."

"Everyone, be careful," Su Ming cautioned.

He walked at the very front, leading the group deeper inside.

The ground was covered entirely in broken and shattered swords.

Shriek!!

Suddenly, a sharp, miserable wail swept over from afar, piercing through everyone's ears and straight into their marrow!

The group immediately looked up.

They saw in the distance an ancient tower, towering into the clouds, likely a hundred stories high.

Around the ancient tower, purple demonic wind swirled, mist flowed, and strange phenomena arose!

Those swirling demonic winds sounded like countless wronged souls and demons crying and cursing.

"This is... the Demon-Suppressing Tower?!" Yan Ze's eyes flashed with brilliance as he said sternly.

Ni Shuang was somewhat startled.

"Yan Ze, have you heard of this tower?"

Yan Ze nodded.

"The Great Elder of the Wild Rain Sect loved reading ancient books and exploring history throughout his life; I once sat and talked with him by candlelight."

"He said that within the Shushan Sword Sect, there was once a Demon-Suppressing Tower responsible for suppressing powerful demonic beasts."

"Now it seems, what he said was true."

Fighting spirit surged in Su Ming's eyes.

"The surroundings are deathly silent, completely a ruin."

"It seems the only thing worth exploring is this Demon-Suppressing Tower."

Ni Shuang nodded, condensing a stream of ice into a cloak that draped behind her back.

This was a skill she had recently learned: Ice Phoenix Bodyguard.

Not only could it be used to protect herself and her teammates, but it could also amplify her ice-type skills.

Furthermore, in places without moisture, this cloak could decompose into water molecules, providing her with the material foundation to condense ice.

"Then let's go over!" Ni Shuang clenched her fists and said firmly.

"If we can pass this B-grade dungeon, we'll be even closer to the seventh-turn realm!"

The group moved forward and finally arrived before the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

This high tower was too magnificent; dark clouds gathered around it, and the pressure was immense, as if forcing people to retreat.

If not for the fact that everyone had already reached the 65th-level realm, they would likely have been unable to even approach this place.

Looking closely.

On the Demon-Suppressing Tower, circles of spell-chains were locked, thick and sturdy, inserted into the surrounding ground.

Every floor of the high tower was covered in talisman papers and various ancient symbols, which were one of the forces sealing the demon race.

Near the base of the tower, a total of 56 long swords were arranged; each sword had a different style and appeared to be of rare treasure grade. The ancient swords bound each other, forming a great formation that suppressed the eerie demons within the tower.

What shocked Su Ming the most was that at the entrance of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, there was actually an old man lying there...

He was wearing a blue-cloud robe of the Shushan Sword Sect, his expression calm, as if he were sleeping soundly.

His body showed no signs of decay; he was even still breathing.

Sensing the arrival of the group, his aged eyes slowly opened.

The next instant, the old man turned into a blur, and his entire person vanished from where he stood.

His speed was so fast that even Su Ming's eyes could only barely capture a trace!

The next moment, countless intricate sword marks, like spider silk, swept over and surrounded everyone!

Sharpness flickered; the sword marks were as thin as hair but extraordinarily fierce, as if they could slice through space. There were hundreds of them, completely sealing off all paths for the group.

Most terrifyingly, these sword marks were completely frozen in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating, as if time had stopped!

What kind of realm must one reach to achieve such control over sword techniques!?

Su Ming was absolutely stunned.

The old man reappeared, leaning against a stone pillar of the high tower, his expression carrying a hint of mockery.

"Forbidden ground of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, no living souls allowed." He grinned and said.

Having said that, he took out a flask of wine and tilted his head to pour it into his throat.

"Little brats, roll back."

"This is not a place you should come to."

He said with a cold laugh.

Afterward, he actually sat down, crossed his legs, and drank wine, showing no demeanor of an expert.

Su Ming stared at the old man and directly activated his Eye of Insight to check his information.

【Wine Sword Venerable · Xiang Wuhui (Elite)】

【Level: 70】

【Strength: 2456】

【Constitution: 1379】

【Agility: 6304】

【Spirit: 5487】

【Luck: 834】

【Talent】

【Nascent Soul (Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator)】

【Acquired Sword Body (His constitution is special; his body contains a flow of sword Qi, making him extremely suitable for practicing sword arts. The power of all his sword-technique skills is doubled)】

【Skills】

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