Circles played an important role in the cultivation system, and even in a large number of power cultivation systems. They often represented perfection and great success. Although not all cultivation systems were like this, generally speaking, in those cultivation systems that had a complete inheritance, the shape of a circle represented perfection and great success.
This was because all cultivation systems, regardless of whether it was the pursuit of power, various skills, the soul, the will, or any other cultivation system, the ultimate pursuit was transcendence, from the ordinary to the immortal. And Circle often meant the pursuit of transcendence.
This was because the most fundamental and basic condition for immortality was to not rely on external objects and to be self-sufficient. For example, you had to rely on drugs, technology, demonic devices, divine devices, and so on to be immortal. These were all false and self-deceiving. Although you were temporarily immortal, the things you needed to rely on could not be immortal as well, right? Once they disappeared or were lost, what would you do? Therefore, the first basic condition for immortality and eternity was to not rely on external objects and to be self-sufficient. Circles represented the shape of self-sufficiency.
In the cultivation system, the first stage of transcendence was the so-called Jindan. Below the Jindan, no matter how complete and perfect your foundation was, even if you had accumulated the True Core Strength in your body for ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or even a million years, which was the True Core Strength of hundreds of Jindan experts, you could not be considered to have transcended the ordinary. You still belonged to the ordinary.
Swordsmen also had to go through the Jindan stage, which meant that they would condense their True Core Strength, soul, and will into a golden, round, flawless object. That was the beginning of perfection and also the beginning of immortality. As the saying went, once a Jindan was swallowed into the stomach, one would no longer be an ordinary person.
After that, the sword cultivator could enter a deeper level. The Jindan would turn into a virtual self-world, which meant to replay the beginning of the Chaos of Heaven and Earth. From the Chaos of Heaven and Earth, a congenital creature would be born, and this congenital creature would be the cultivator's Nascent Soul. If the Jindan was called the beginning of breaking away from the mortal world, then the cultivator who reached the Nascent Soul could be called a Human Immortal.
This was a step that all orthodox cultivators had to go through. Of course, orthodox cultivators didn't care about the increase in strength brought about by the transformation of the Jindan into the Nascent Soul. This was meaningless to orthodox cultivators; they only cared about the increase in calculation ability. However, for non-orthodox cultivators, this step was necessary. Only then could they slowly refine the Nascent Soul until it completely fused with their everything. From the outside to the inside, they would be able to reach the bottom of their soul and spirit. From there, they would be able to see the only light in the infinite darkness, the light that was born from the beginning of the chaos of the soul. One breath, the Light of the Soul. Cultivators called it the Innate Qi. Only then could one transform into the Nascent Soul, which was the most important step to transcendence.
It was only at this moment that sword cultivators for the first time displayed a powerful battle prowess that far surpassed that of any other faction of cultivators other than orthodox cultivators … They would refine their Xiantian Qi into a perfectly round ball. Their intent was more complete than their own, and they wouldn't rely on external objects. They would fuse it with their own sword to form a round sword ball. This sword ball was the greatest manifestation of their Light of Soul and Primordial Spirit, as well as their strongest battle prowess. What Sword Dance Into Silk, Sword Aura Thunderous Roar, One Sword Break All Techniques … All these techniques of sword cultivators actually relied on this sword ball that had been refined with their Light of Soul. Otherwise, how could they have such great power? And only at this moment did swordsmen truly live up to their name. Only then could the Sword Origin fully display its power, and at the same time, the power of the sword would be fully displayed.
Sword Ball … Sword Ball!
After Xi Kong decided to refine her sword into a Sword Ball, she immediately took action. In less than ten seconds, her sword had already disappeared, turning into a pitch-black Sword Ball that had traces of blood in it. It was round and was about the size of a ping pong ball. Although it was made of metal, it wasn't unchanging. The blood traces on its surface seemed to be agitating and moving, making this Sword Ball seem as if it had a life of its own.
When gathered, it would become a ball, and when scattered, it would become Qi. This was the greatest combat strength of a sword cultivator after fusing with the Light of the Soul. Even after transcending to become a Sword Immortal, 99% of one's abilities would still be dependent on this Sword Ball. But thankfully, this Sword Ball could still be exchanged for other swords. As long as this Innate Qi wasn't damaged, then a sword cultivator would be able to continue fighting.
After Xi Kong condensed her Sword Ball, almost at the instant she succeeded in condensing it, she felt all of her essence, Qi, spirit, and consciousness being pulled toward the Sword Ball. This feeling was very strange. Her physical body was still there, but her spirit had completely left her physical body and was condensed into this Sword Ball.
It wasn't that Xi Kong hadn't condensed a Sword Ball before, but that was what she did after reaching the Primordial Soul Stage. This was the biggest taboo of sword cultivators. Before reaching the Primordial Soul Stage, one could never condense a Sword Ball. Once it was condensed, the consequences would be unimaginable. It wouldn't be light or heavy, but it would definitely be over. Once the inner demons exploded, one wouldn't even be able to reincarnate.
Of course, Xi Kong wasn't an idiot. She wouldn't sacrifice herself for others. The reason why she dared to condense a Sword Ball now, other than not wanting to be alone and lose the current members of the Samsara team, was because of the Innate Spiritual Treasure in her body and the God's Space that she was in. The God's Space's full body restoration was the most miraculous restoration method she had ever seen. Even the body that was most compatible with her soul in her first life could be restored. There was nothing more miraculous than this, so it should be able to suppress the aftereffects of condensing a Sword Ball.
As for the Innate Spiritual Treasure in her body, it was even more incredible. The so-called Innate Spiritual Treasure didn't refer to the existence before the creation of heaven and earth. The so-called Innate Spiritual Treasure referred to a certain kind of universal law and truth. There were also some orthodox cultivators who had studied and believed that the Innate Spiritual Treasure was very likely the manifestation of the Light of the Soul (Innate Qi) of the multiverse itself. They existed far above the Light of the Soul (Innate Qi) of living creatures. That was why she dared to condense a Sword Ball at this time. She believed that the Innate Spiritual Treasure that had protected her for hundreds of lifetimes wouldn't abandon her at this time …
Xiao Qianren saw Xi Kong standing there in a daze as she stared at her weapon. The pitch-black sword that he didn't dare to touch started to melt slowly, as if it had turned from metal into molten iron. The liquid from the pitch-black sword didn't drip down, but slowly condensed into a pitch-black ball with a little bit of blood in it. It was about the size of a ping pong ball and was perfectly round. But what made him feel strange was that even though it was just a small metal ball, it gave him a feeling that it was breathing and had a life of its own.
This thing was strange. Could it be some kind of killing weapon?
Xiao Mianren could be considered a veteran of hundreds of battles. He had encountered many team battles. The biggest difference between the members of Team Samsara and the powerful characters in the movie world was that they had all sorts of skills and items, many of which were fatal. Moreover, every powerful member of Team Samsara had their own trump cards. Xiao Mianren had already overestimated this classical beauty in front of him, but he still wasn't sure if she had used her trump card yet.
So, Xiao Qianren very carefully thought of something. A medieval rapier appeared beside him. He didn't seem to make any movements, but the rapier shot towards Xi Kong at an extremely fast speed. When it shot, there was a sharp piercing sound. From this, it could be seen how fast the rapier was. It had already broken the speed of sound.
And Xi Kong stood in place, her eyes blank. She allowed the rapier to shoot towards her. Just as the rapier was about to hit her chest, suddenly, a white mark appeared in front of the rapier, directly shattering the rapier. This white mark was like a laser, but it wasn't that dazzling. It seemed to be material, because after a few seconds, the white mark disappeared in front of Xi Kong, unlike a flash of light.
Xiao Qianren frowned and looked carefully. He suddenly discovered that the black blood-red metal ball in Xi Kong's hand had disappeared. In the next moment, an extremely dangerous feeling came over him. This feeling was unprecedentedly strong, to the point that he felt like he was facing death. He didn't dare to be careless. He immediately rolled away, and then a white mark appeared where he had been standing. This was nothing, but in the next second, with the white mark as the center, the ground was cut open. A deep scar about one meter wide and half a meter deep appeared there. Everything happened too suddenly, as if the scar had already been there.
"F * ck! Fortunately, I dodged quickly … "
As soon as Xiao Qianren finished this sentence, he suddenly saw that the white mark began to draw everywhere like a silk thread, and it was getting longer and longer. In the end, it was everywhere. Wherever the white silk thread passed, it would immediately be cut open by an invisible attack. No matter if it was a rock or something else, it couldn't stop it at all.
"F * ck!"
Seeing this, Xiao Qianren had no time to complain. He just cursed and then rolled away a few times in a row. It wasn't clear whether it was because of his luck or because his rolling had some skills. In short, after a few consecutive rolls, although his face was a little bruised and ugly, he strangely avoided the countless white silk threads and rolled to a small corner.
"Hahaha, even if God comes, I'll roll for you to see … F * ck!"
Before Xiao Qianren had time to show off, he suddenly saw the countless white silk threads disappear, and at the center of the white silk threads, he saw the small ball floating in the void. At this moment, the small ball disappeared again. At the same time, Xiao Qianren once again felt that indescribably terrifying feeling of death. Then, he only heard a thunderous sound. When he came back to his senses, his entire chest had disappeared. From his heart to his lungs, there was a huge empty hole about the size of a basketball. Not only that, behind him, the huge and thick rock wall began to crack inch by inch. There was also a huge hole there, but it was no longer the size of a basketball. From the beginning, it was about one meter in diameter, but the deeper it went, the bigger it became. In the end, it was a huge deep hole about a hundred meters in diameter. It directly penetrated from the inside of the mountain to the outside, and a huge hole about a few thousand meters long appeared …
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