(The feeling of being a father is really complicated. There are feelings of nervousness, excitement, and anticipation. Looking at the baby sleeping soundly, I love it very much. Life is filled with fighting spirit.)
The ninety-ninth step of the void staircase.
Chu Mu stood on it. The space in front of him stretched endlessly. No matter where he went, he could not see the end.
Xiao Chen stopped and closed his eyes, eliminating all distracting thoughts. He calmed his heart and focused. The entire space fell silent.
When he closed his eyes, he could not see. However, he could feel everything around him. Chu Mu could clearly sense everything around him.
Xiao Chen's thoughts continuously spread out. This staircase had a strange mystery. From the outside, it was clearly only one meter wide. However, when he was inside, it was like a boundless world.
Perceiving, comprehending, and repeating …
Suddenly, Xiao Chen opened his tightly shut eyes. A bright light shot out as he locked onto a point in front of him and thrust his sword forward.
The sword could not be seen, only a strand of light that looked like a strand of hair.
It was like a bubble had been pierced. The boundless space dissipated, and the Sword Divine Supreme Throne appeared before Chu Mu, within reach.
Chu Mu took a deep breath and withdrew the smile on his face. Then, he took large strides and walked out of the ninety-ninth step of the void staircase.
Bai Ling also heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she was lifted up again. This was because the next step was the most important one.
Chu Mu walked to the Sword Divine Supreme Throne and stood before it. However, he did not sit down immediately. Instead, he carefully sized up the Sword Divine Supreme Throne.
The entire throne was dark gold in color. It was a dark gold color that came from the inside out. It was ancient and profound, as if it had been there for a long time. Countless lines covered it, and in the center of those lines were traces of silver. The silver was very pure and sharp, like sharp swords.
The dark gold and silver contained boundless mysteries related to the mysteries of the sword.
Xiao Chen slowly turned around and sat down.
When Chu Mu sat on the Sword Divine Supreme Throne, his entire body trembled involuntarily. An indescribable feeling spread throughout his body.
There seemed to be a sacred chant in Xiao Chen's ears. Countless sword images seemed to appear before him. Each sword image represented a peerless divine sword. Every peerless divine sword was trembling, letting out a clear sword hum. The waves were like a tide, gathering together like a sacred chant.
Divine Song of Sword Dao!
Countless sword chimes converged to form a divine song of the sword. It continuously entered Chu Mu's ears, his spiritual world, and his soul, making him feel very comfortable. The heart of the sword in his heart also resonated and trembled gently.
This was the clear hum of the sword, the song of the sword, the music that belonged to the Way of the Sword. To sword cultivators, such a divine song of the Way of the Sword could cleanse the soul and purify the heart of the sword, but to non-sword cultivators, it was like poison.
Chu Mu was a sword cultivator, a true sword cultivator. As such, the Divine Song of the Sword did not harm him at all. Instead, it brought him endless benefits.
"I wonder if you'll be able to endure the baptism of the Divine Song of Swordsmanship until the end?" Bai Ling wondered.
The Divine Song of Swordsmanship had great benefits for sword cultivators, but at the same time, it was also a test in disguise. It was a test that belonged to the Sword God's Supreme Seat. It was not so easy to obtain the final inheritance.
The Divine Song of Swordsmanship continued, faintly discernible. Chu Mu entered a wonderful state. In this state, the two Sword Souls in his spiritual world and the Sword Essence on them trembled gently with the Divine Song of Swordsmanship. They let out a soft sword hum, gradually matching the frequency of the Divine Song of Swordsmanship. The fluctuations were the same, and they were being tempered in this resonance.
Sword cultivators cultivated by developing Sword Essence, condensing Sword Essence, and gathering Sword Soul.
When a sword cultivator broke through to the Eternal Realm, the Sword Soul would transform into a Sword Soul. Before that, the Sword Soul could be tempered again and again. However, there were too few ways to temper the Sword Soul. Countless sword cultivators could only temper their Sword Souls passively, or they could only temper their Sword Souls when they encountered some opportunities. Even a genius like Chu Mu was the same.
The Divine Song of Swordsmanship was a kind of opportunity, a great opportunity to temper the Sword Soul.
After the Sword Soul was refined, it would become even purer, which would then affect the Sword Intent within the Sword Soul, causing the Sword Intent to become even purer. The purer the Sword Intent was, the easier it would be to control it, and the power it could unleash would also be greater.
Chu Mu's Sword Intent was at the top of the divine grade. It could be said that it was at the peak of the current known Sword Intent. However, he had not been able to fully display the power of this peak divine grade Sword Intent. This was not to say that the peak divine grade Sword Intent was not strong enough, but that Chu Mu could only display a portion of its power, fifty to sixty percent.
It was similar to a human's body containing a terrifying amount of power, but without enough training, without a high level of skill, it was impossible to display that terrifying power. The principle was the same.
Peak divine grade Sword Intent was the pinnacle of Sword Intent. It was incomparably profound and powerful, but it also meant that it was harder to display its full power.
As the Sword Soul was tempered, as the Sword Intent was tempered, the Sword Intent became purer and easier to control.
However, there was a limit to any kind of tempering. It was impossible to achieve it overnight.
As time passed, the Divine Song of Swordsmanship was still as beautiful as ever, but gradually, Chu Mu began to feel the burden. The burden on the Sword Intent, the burden on his soul, a heavy pressure that felt like an invisible mountain was pressing down on him.
The Divine Song of Swordsmanship was used for cleansing, but if it was overdone, it would have the opposite effect. When Chu Mu began to feel the burden, it meant that the Divine Song of Swordsmanship's positive effects were coming to an end. Following that, it would gradually turn negative.
Chu Mu only had two choices. The first was to stop. If he stood up from the Sword Divine Throne, the Divine Song of Swordsmanship would disappear, and the tempering would also stop. However, the consequence would be that he would not be able to obtain the final inheritance, because each person only had one chance.
The second choice was to persevere until the Divine Song of Swordsmanship stopped on its own.
There were only two choices. One was to give up, and the other was to persevere. If he chose the second choice, but he could not persevere until the end, his soul and Sword Intent would be damaged, and it would be difficult to recover. It could be said that his future path would be cut off, and he would have no hope of reaching the peak or reaching the other shore.
What should he choose?
In the past, those who could sit on the Sword Divine Throne would most likely not be able to persevere and choose to give up. Although they could not obtain the final inheritance, they still benefited a lot from the Divine Song of Swordsmanship.
Chu Mu did not hesitate at all. He did not even consider the first choice.
Persevere!
He had to persevere and do his best to persevere until the end.
The path of Swordsmanship required an indomitable determination to cut through all difficulties and obstacles.
Either he would die a horrible death, or he would be successful and famous.
Chu Mu did not know if he would perish or succeed if he persevered. He only had one choice, and that was to persevere. Because if he did not persevere, he would be giving up on his Swordsmanship.
He focused all his mind to resist the tempering of the Divine Song of Swordsmanship. The burden became more and more obvious.
Chu Mu closed his eyes tightly, and his expression was cold and solemn. Gradually, he became solemn, and his eyebrows frowned unconsciously.
Bai Ling's heart was in his mouth, and his breathing seemed to have stopped, even though he did not need to breathe in his current state.
The final moment had arrived. Would Chu Mu be able to obtain the final inheritance of the Sword Divine Throne?
From Bai Ling's point of view, he naturally hoped that Chu Mu would be able to obtain the final inheritance of the Sword Divine Throne, but he also did not wish for Chu Mu's soul and Sword Intent to be damaged.
The final inheritance of the Sword Divine Throne was a secret technique, a very powerful secret technique, a secret technique that even Great Emperors could use. If Chu Mu were to obtain the secret technique and successfully cultivate it, his strength would increase a lot, and he would become even more powerful.
If he could not obtain the secret technique, it would not affect Chu Mu's climb to the peak of Swordsmanship. However, it would be better if he could obtain it.
Persevere, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to persevere and persevere.
The burden became greater and greater, and his consciousness gradually became blurry, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time. Suddenly, the Divine Light Will in his spiritual world trembled, and released a magnificent light. It was so grand that it made Chu Mu's consciousness feel warm, like a person walking in the snow, entering a warm house with a bonfire, and drinking a mouthful of hot soup.
His consciousness gradually became clear, and he continued to resist and persevere. The burden became greater and greater, and it made Chu Mu feel more and more uncomfortable. However, the Divine Light Will illuminated Chu Mu's consciousness, so that he would not fall into a coma. This feeling was like living and dying at the same time, and it was a huge torture that was enough to drive people crazy.
He did not know how much time had passed. Perhaps it was just a short quarter of an hour, or perhaps it was a thousand years, or even ten thousand years.
The continuous Divine Song of Swordsmanship stopped.
When the Divine Song of Swordsmanship stopped, the burden that was about to make him collapse also quickly disappeared. At this time, Chu Mu had really reached a critical point. The Divine Light Will was also affected, suppressed, and dimmed. The help it provided to his consciousness was also greatly weakened.
Fortunately, the Divine Song of Swordsmanship stopped. Otherwise, Chu Mu would not be able to persevere for a few more breaths.
When the Divine Song of Swordsmanship stopped, the burden disappeared, and his consciousness became stronger. He felt very relaxed, as if the sky was high and the earth was far away.
A buzzing sound rang out, like the clear cry of ten thousand swords, full of joy. When it fell into his ears, it made Chu Mu feel very comfortable.
Immediately, the Divine Sword Throne under him trembled, and a dark golden light lit up. The fine silver light seemed to come alive, like threads of sword radiance swimming around.
The entire Divine Sword Throne looked like it was intertwined with dark golden and silver light, and it was a magnificent scene.
As the silver sword radiance swam around, they all used Chu Mu's body as their destination, surging into Chu Mu's body. After rapidly swimming through his limbs and bones, they all rushed to his head, into his spiritual world, into his mind, and into his soul.
Each silver sword radiance was thinner than a strand of hair. Each silver sword radiance was a rune, an ancient Sword Dao rune that Chu Mu had never seen before. It was a Sword Dao rune that only existed in the Age of the Gods.
Every rune contained incomparably profound mysteries.
There were tens of thousands of silver sword radiance, which meant that there were also tens of thousands of Sword Dao runes, and they contained an enormous amount of information. For a moment, Chu Mu only felt that his head was stuffed to the point of bursting.
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