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Chapter 1183 - 1183 1185 Elder of Transmission_1

?Chapter 1183: Chapter 1185: Elder of Transmission_1 Chapter 1183: Chapter 1185: Elder of Transmission_1 Song Jian stepped into the Sword Spirit Pool, and immediately his external perception was compressed to its limit; he could only sense an area less than a meter around him. He had encountered this situation more than once before, so Song Jian was not panicked, but because the fog was thick and he was far from Xin Ling, he could no longer sense her presence. It was as if in this vast expanse of white, he was the only person.

Indeed, the Sword Spirit Pool was an empty basin, with hard stone slabs underfoot and mist flowing around. Bit by bit, it continuously invaded Song Jian’s body, making him feel cool and refreshed all over.

Looking at the dense white fog around him, Song Jian did not feel any improvement in his strength, neither in skill proficiency nor in level experience; everything remained still.

“What exactly am I supposed to do?” Song Jian frowned slightly and after waiting for a while, he began to get a little impatient. From what Instructor Duan Jian had told him, he knew that the opportunity to enter the Sword Spirit Pool was very precious, and one had to perform great deeds for the sect to possibly be rewarded with access to the Sword Spirit Pool. If he gained nothing from the Sword Spirit Pool, it would be like coming back empty-handed from a mountain of treasures, and he would deeply regret it later.

“Could it be that I need to practice my skills here?” Song Jian guessed in his mind. With a thought, a dragon’s roar resounded from the Sword Spirit Pool, and an Azure Dragon phantom soared into the air, causing the winds to whip up and the clouds to surge. The white mist in the Sword Spirit Pool churned and began to move rapidly.

The Azure Dragon phantom boiled up to mid-air, then fell back down, coiling around Song Jian’s body. It opened its mouth wide and started to devour the surrounding white fog. The surrounding mist immediately turned into a stream of whiteness that surged into the mouth of the Azure Dragon phantom.

Thirty seconds later, the Azure Dragon phantom slowly dissipated, and the mist around it returned to its previous dull state. The Azure Dragon phantom had devoured an unknown amount of fog, yet the fog in the Sword Spirit Pool seemed to never diminish.

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