Ling Jian pursed his lips, but was not satisfied, but he had no choice but to do anything about it. The sword just now was the ultimate he could achieve in the use of power. Even if he did it a few more times, the result would not be changed.

However, if you leave your name for nine breaths, and work harder, it is very hopeful that before you break through to the eternal realm, you will be able to improve to ten breaths and leave your name on the screen wall.

"Brother Chu, please." Gu Shaojie and a group of outer geniuses personally opened the way for Chu Mu, allowing Chu Mu to come to the dark and smooth screen wall.

"It's you..." Ling Jian's face suddenly flashed with surprise when he saw Chu Mu.

Chu Mu nodded at him and stood in front of the screen wall, which reflected his figure.

"It is not easy to leave your name on the screen wall. You need to have a superb use of your own power." Ling Jian said: "But I think this is not difficult for you. The difficulty lies in how to resist your own power and the power of the screen wall. Only by persisting for ten breaths can you truly leave your name."

This is Ling Jianyi's experience and the experience of many people who have challenged the screen wall.

"Thank you." Chu Mu said, although on the way he came, the outer geniuses had already explained to him in detail.

"I hope you can really leave your name." Ling Jian said.

Many people were surprised and did not understand why Ling Jianyi, who was the top peerless genius in the inner ranks, who had a cultivation level in the late stage of the ninth level of Nirvana, was so polite to a person who was only in the early stage of the eighth level of Nirvana.

Soon, they knew Chu Mu's identity.

"What! He is the new monster-level genius who is known as the eternal generation in the outer sect?"

"Nothing wrong, it's him. Do you know that before, he challenged Wanzhang Juefeng."

"Was the sixth section reached by Wanzhang Peak?"

"I think it's hard. The challenge of Wanzhang Jue Peak has nothing to do with the level of his own talent. It's not directly related to the cultivation level of the eighth level of Nirvana. It's afraid that it's difficult to climb to a height of 6,000 feet."

"Hehe, you would never have thought that he would climb more than 6,000 feet high."

"I'll say, I'll say." Suddenly, a man roared and said, "He climbed to 9,600 feet."

"It turned out to be 9,600 feet. I thought it was really over 6,000 feet..." As soon as this said, I felt something was wrong. After savoring it, I suddenly let out a shrill howl. It seemed to be exploded: "Nine,600 feet, this is impossible, absolutely impossible."

Nine thousand six hundred feet!

Everyone who heard this was stunned. Ling Jianyi looked stupid, because before coming to the screen wall, he had challenged Wanzhang Juefeng and knew what the concept of 9,600 zhang was.

The outer disciples who brought Chu Mu to the scene were all proud.

The noise around seemed to have disappeared. Chu Mu stood in front of the dark screen wall, staring at his reflection on the screen wall, and that was all that was left in front of him.

The breathing became even and long, gradually as if it disappeared, and the breath on the body was as if it had merged into the air and into the world. Everyone suddenly had an illusion. It seemed that Chu Mu in front of him had disappeared.

Rub your eyes hard and then look closely. The person is still there, but when you close your eyes, you disappear.

"Can he really leave his name on the screen wall?" Many people had such an idea.

Time seems to be still in front of you for this moment.

A sword light like autumn water spreads across the sky, like a long river of time, like the tide water, appears from nothingness, and then sinks into nothingness, without beginning or end.

There was no stunning sword intent burst, no terrible momentum, everything, light wind and clouds, and power, completely gathered on the long sword in hand, turning into a touch of luster.

The eternal sword intent highly controls all power and is condensed at the tip of the sword.

One stroke at a time, the pen moves like a dragon and a snake. When the sword tip touches the black screen wall, Chu Mu felt a wave of resistance, a huge wave of resistance, like countless tentacles, pulling the sword tip, making it difficult for the sword to move.

At this time, the output of power must be strengthened, and the power cannot be lost control. Changes only took a moment to stump many geniuses, but for Chu Mu, it was not a problem.

Change in power and master it freely.

The sword tip cuts the hard screen wall, ignoring the heavy blocking of force, and paints silver hooks and iron.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Mu's sword tip, on the words that appeared. They could clearly see the direction and order of the strokes of each word. It seemed that there was something to gain, but it was a waste of time to grasp it.

Ling Jian's eyebrows were twisted into lumps, and the feeling that he seemed to have gained something but was empty was very uncomfortable and he almost vomited blood.

It felt like a long time had passed, and it was so long that everyone forgot about it, but in fact it was just a moment. Chu Mu's sword was retracted and sheathed.

On the dark screen wall, there are two large silver characters, each with the size of a palm, and are imprinted in it.

"What a strong light."

"It's much better than Ling Jianyi's. It seems that he can last for ten breaths and truly leave his name on the screen wall."

"It's amazing, it's worthy of being a monster that has emerged forever."

Ling Jianyi stared at the two words on the dark screen wall.

Chu Mu!

These two words are a little more complex than the structure of his name. The silver luster on it is shiny, very dazzling, and dazzling. Compared with his own, it feels like a bright moon compared to fireflies.

Someone is calculating the time.

One breath!

Two breaths!

Three breaths!

Time passed by one breath after another, and seven breaths had passed, but the silver luster on the two words seemed to show no sign of weakening.

Eight breaths!

Nine breaths!

"It seems that there is no problem with ten breaths at all. I just don't know how many breaths can I last after ten breaths?" High above the sky, two high-level holy-level powerful men from Wanzhangjue Peak talked to.

"After ten breaths, it is extremely difficult to hold on for one more breath. Judging from the luster of those two words, I guess it is okay to stick to twelve breaths, and thirteen breaths are also possible."

...

"Ten breaths!"

A cheer sounded.

Ten breaths are the standard for leaving a name on the screen wall. Throughout history, less than a thousand geniuses in the small world have achieved it, and Chu Mu has become the 999th.

His name will be imprinted on the screen wall and become a glory.

Above the screen wall, silver and golden names are shining with luster. Some silver names are also above the golden names, representing the time when the Nirvana genius left his name on the screen wall, which is better than the eternal realm. This situation is relatively rare, and most silver names are located under the golden names.

Eleven breaths!

But the silver light on the two words still shines, without any sign of weakening.

"I took back what I said just now, not only can I persist in twelve breaths and thirteen breaths, but also fifteen breaths." The high-level holy-level powerful man whispered.

"If you can persist in fifteen breaths, you must definitely surpass some eternal realms."

Twelve breaths!

The silver light remains.

Thirteen breaths!

The silver light is still so dazzling.

Fourteen breaths...Fifteen breaths...the silver light is still dazzling.

"What's going on?"

"I actually persisted for fifteen breaths and there was no sign of disappearing. Do I have to persist for twenty breaths?"

Twenty breaths, that is more than most of the eternal realm.

Soon, twenty breaths arrived, and the silver light on the two words Chu Mu was still dazzling, as if it had not been eroded by the power of the screen wall.

"How could this happen?" Even the two high-level holy-level powerful men in the sky could not understand.

They released their soul power, covered the screen wall, and contacted the two words Chu Mu.

"What kind of sword intent is this?"

"I felt an immortal smell. Could it be the immortal sword intent?"

The Immortal Sword Intent is better than the attribute sword intent of Chongxiao Sword Intent, but in terms of attack power, the Immortal Sword Intent is relatively weak, because the direct lethality is not originally good at the Immortal Sword Intent.

"No, this feeling is better than the immortal sword intent, and it has an eternal taste."

"What kind of power is this?"

Two high-level saint-level powerful men were knowledgeable, but at this time, they racked their brains and couldn't think of anything.

The eternal sword intent is the power that belongs only to Chu Mu. There is only this family, and there is no semicolon, at least in this era.

The power of the eternal sword intent is controlling all the power, twisting it into a force, fighting against the power of the screen wall.

The eternal sword intent has the characteristics of eternity. Eternity is indelible. Even though Chu Mu's current stage, the eternal sword intent is far from reaching the real eternity, but it already has its characteristics.

During the confrontation, Chu Mu's name kept flashing with a silver luster.

"Thirty breaths..."

Everyone was stunned.

Thirty breaths, from ancient times to the present, it is extremely rare that there are no more than ten people who can keep their name on the screen wall.

Thirty-one breaths!

Without a breath, I give people the feeling of the past year, and I feel uncontrollable excitement in my heart.
To be continued...