Chapter 950: Re-experiencing the Trial

After finding the teleportation array on the fifth floor and entering the sixth, Qin Sang became noticeably more cautious.

The puppets on the sixth floor were the strongest, but they no longer served to hone his swordsmanship. Qin Sang, after a frenzied slaughter, finally found the solitary, drifting teleportation array.

In the darkness, dead silence surrounded the teleportation array.

Qin Sang approached cautiously, stepped onto the array, and with a flash of light, appeared in the seventh-floor space, seeing the shattered mountain peak.

Observing his surroundings, Qin Sang relaxed slightly. Like the previous six floors, there was no sign of anyone here.

"Could it be that those Nascent Soul cultivators didn't come to the Heavenly Pagoda?"

Qin Sang muttered, then looked at the Corpse Puppet Bag and asked, "Friend, have you remembered anything?"

"No."

Bai's voice came from the Corpse Puppet Bag.

Qin Sang was disappointed. If Bai remembered any secrets about the Heavenly Pagoda, it might help him find the ancient teleportation array and cultivation techniques.

Since Bai remembered nothing, he couldn't push the matter.

After surveying his surroundings, Qin Sang pondered for a moment, then his figure flickered and suddenly vanished into thin air. He had activated some kind of stealthy Daoist spell, silently soaring upwards.

Along the way, Qin Sang noticed an unusual disturbance in a restriction, suspecting it might have been triggered by someone, but he chose not to get sidetracked.

Not long after, Qin Sang reached the mountainside. Just as he was about to continue upwards, his ears twitched, catching a strange sound. His expression subtly changed, and he suddenly accelerated, darting past dozens of mountain fragments in succession until he saw the enormous fragment containing the valley.

He glanced left and right, then quickly phased into a jumble of rocks and bushes, his head tilted back, staring intently towards the valley.

On the seventh floor of the Heavenly Pagoda, there were no more teleportation arrays leading further up.

The space within the Heavenly Pagoda was also a mustard seed dimension shaped by a marvelous restriction. Everyone speculated that these seven floors were only part of the pagoda, but countless cultivators had come and gone without ever finding the entrance to the eighth floor.

Many focused their attention on unusual areas, with the valley being the most prominent.

The black silken restrictions within the valley were extremely dangerous; even late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivators could only keep their distance. No one knew what lay beyond the restrictions.

Everyone suspected the teleportation array was located there.

During the last conflict between the Grand Shaman and the Demonic Lord, it was said to be over an ancient treasure, likely obtained from within the valley. At this moment, Qin Sang was surprised to find several figures hovering outside the valley, peering cautiously inside.

Meanwhile, inside the valley, powerful fluctuations periodically emanated.

"Are those Nascent Soul cultivators really trying to break the black silken restrictions?"

Qin Sang speculated inwardly, glancing at the figures outside the valley. A cold sneer appeared on his lips. "These people are truly reckless, trying to pick up scraps in front of Nascent Soul cultivators from both races. They have a death wish!"

He had no intention of joining the commotion. Seeing that there would be no immediate outcome in the valley, he slightly changed his direction and soon arrived at the entrance to the Sword Path.

No one would be interested in a completely dilapidated and collapsed ancient hall.

Qin Sang ordered the Heavenly Eye Butterfly to stay alert, ensuring no one was peeking. He first set up a concealing restriction, then summoned the Ebony Sword and activated its sword qi to open the entrance.

'Whoosh!'

Qin Sang flashed into the Sword Path.

With green bricks paving the ground, the Sword Path was exactly as he had left it last time, without the slightest change.

Last time, before leaving the Sword Path, he had copied the contents of the jade slip left by Senior Qingzhu and then returned the original jade slip to its place.

At this moment, that jade slip still lay there undisturbed.

The writing left by Senior Qingzhu expressed his unwillingness.

"Things are unpredictable... I never thought this would be Senior Qingzhu's final writing."

Qin Sang silently read the words, a look of wistfulness on his face.

He had heard too many legends about Senior Qingzhu, but regrettably, he had never had the chance to meet him. He had finally found Senior Qingzhu's cultivation ground, only to learn that he had been ambushed and killed by his adversaries, with little hope of survival.

Putting his thoughts aside, Qin Sang walked to the front of the Sword Path, his expression solemn. Whether the external incarnation, refined with a sword soul, would be recognized by the Sword Path, success or failure hinged on this one attempt.

'Thud!'

The incarnation emerged from the Heavenly Corpse Coffin and stood beside Qin Sang.

Qin Sang also put away the magical artifacts on its person, estimating they couldn't be used within the Sword Path.

"When I enter the Sword Path later, the Corpse Puppet Bag might be sealed, don't worry..."

Qin Sang informed Bai about the situation in the Sword Path.

Bai's voice emerged from the Corpse Puppet Bag. "This Sword Path, combined with the puppets on the previous six floors, really does resemble a place a sect would use to train its disciples. If the restrictions within the Sword Path are truly as marvelous as you say, then this force is not simple at all. It's a pity I don't remember anything..."

Qin Sang chatted with Bai for a few moments, then signaled to his external incarnation and stepped into the range of the Sword Path.

After walking a *zhang* (about 3.3 meters), an anomaly appeared.

The corridor suddenly brightened, and a large mass of green light appeared at the top, descending without preamble.

Qin Sang was extremely nervous, ready to rescue the incarnation at any moment. He had expended so much effort cultivating a peak Core Formation stage incarnation and did not want it to be destroyed here.

'Swish!'

The green light, carrying terrifying oppressive force, was about to descend upon them. As if sensing something, it suddenly dispersed silently. A familiar scene reappeared: the remaining streaks of green light rushed towards Qin Sang, sealing all the treasures on his person, leaving only the Ebony Sword.

To Qin Sang's immense delight, the external incarnation still stood perfectly fine beside him.

"Senior Qingzhu indeed had a reason for leaving behind the 'Demon Fetus of Elemental Seed'! This demonic incarnation technique, left for future generations, allows one to pass the Sword Path trial even before reaching the Nascent Soul stage. Otherwise, unless one is a dual cultivator of both dharma-body and physical cultivation like me, it would probably require comprehending sword momentum and forming a sword array to withstand the combined assault of two top swordsmen..."

Qin Sang was overjoyed and completely put his mind at ease.

At this moment, the green bricks on both sides of the corridor lit up, and two phantom figures lunged forward. They were the two familiar swordsmen. After bowing deeply to Qin Sang, they began to attack with their swords.

Qin Sang was in excellent spirits. He returned the bow before ordering the incarnation to act.

The incarnation had no magical artifacts in hand, but its cultivation base was more than enough to easily suppress the swordsmen.

After a few moves, the swordsmen were forced into a corner by the incarnation and then sheathed their swords in defeat.

"You, protect me!"

Qin Sang took a deep breath, instructed the incarnation, then summoned the Ebony Sword and stepped forward.

He intended to do as he had last time: immerse himself in combat with the swordsmen, continuing to gain insights, refine his swordsmanship, and enhance his cultivation of the sword dao. With the incarnation protecting him, should he show any signs of defeat, the incarnation could intervene in time, allowing him to concentrate more deeply and without restraint.

He didn't know if he would ever return to this place again, so he couldn't miss this valuable opportunity.

Passing the Sword Path trial, he believed, would greatly benefit him. Even if he couldn't comprehend sword momentum, it would still enhance the power of his sword wheel somewhat.

'Thump! Thump!'

As soon as the two swordsmen appeared, Qin Sang pierced them through the chest with a single strike, sending them back into the green bricks.

His strength had greatly increased; he no longer bothered with the earlier swordsmen. He quickly advanced, passing through a small portion of the Sword Path with effortless ease.

Soon, Qin Sang arrived at the point where he had stopped last time. The relaxed expression on his face faded slightly, and he suppressed some of his cultivation before taking a step forward.