Rise of the strongest sword god

rials of the

ian and the new power granted by the Sword Spirit. The spectral forest around him warped, the towering trees bending as though b

ith every tremor, each step charging the air with ominous energy. Lin Feng's grip tightened

Sword God, you must master not only the sword but

ing at the center of this grim wasteland stood the Guardian-a colossal figure with a cracked obsidian mask and eyes burning wi

g a wind so fierce it sent stones flying. Lin Feng barely had a moment to react, his own blade meeting the Guardian's strike.

ding fissures racing across the battlefield. Rocks and debris rai

mortal!" The Guardian's voice echoed with a fu

y centuries of torment-crawled from the fissures, their hollow eyes fixated on Lin Feng. These weren't mere illusions; their swords were sol

and fierce, casting an ethereal glow that pierced the thick fog. With a swift swing, he cut through the first wave of phantoms. The bl

Lin Feng's mind. "Do not hold back, Lin Feng. Only the s

icing through the spectral warriors in wide arcs. Blood-red shadows and dark energy splashed across the battlefield as each fallen spir

f energy. He struck with fury, blue flames illuminating the dark battlefield in flashes as he drove back the spectral ho

high into the air, gathering dark energy until it formed a pulsating orb of crimson light. Thu

rtal!" The Guardian bellowed, its

oward Lin Feng. He felt the crushing weight of the attack bearing down on him, thick with the fury of centu

irit, feeling its energy surge within him, merging with his very essence. His blade erupte

!" he roared, his voice cutting through t

ardian's crimson energy with a violent explosion. The ground shattered, sending shockwaves rippling across the battlefiel

the Guardian. The creature's obsidian mask cracked, and with a howl of defeat, its

d in the midst of the wasteland. The arena, once filled with shadows and echoes of wrath, lay in r

u have conquered the trial, Lin Feng. But remember, there are countle

t of his journey lay heavy on him, but he would not falter. The path of the Sword Go

e murmured, his voice a promis

n Feng stepped forward, leaving the wasteland behind