White, translucent snowflakes the size of goose feathers fell from the sky. They were densely packed, covering the entire sky.
It covered the sky, covered the earth, covered the mountains and rivers, traversed through space and time, traversed through space and time, and descended.
One day, two days, three days …
In the blink of an eye, seven days had passed since the snow had descended.
Not only did the falling snow not weaken due to the passage of time, it became even more intense instead. Between the heavens and the earth, it was a vast expanse of pure white. At a glance, it caused one to be unable to distinguish between the mountains, rivers, swamps, earth, and plains. There was only one kind of color, only one kind of sight.
The True Sword sect was not spared either. It was covered in white snow, but it did not melt. More than three meters of snow had accumulated.
Perhaps snow was a very pleasing sight, especially to cultivators. The snow would not make them feel cold, and to a certain extent, it would even be beneficial to their cultivation. However, it was still very unbelievable that more than three meters of snow had accumulated. It felt like the ground had been increased by more than three meters. Everyone seemed to have become masters of movement techniques, leaving no traces behind as they stepped on the snow.
The heavy snow had allowed the strength of many cultivators to clearly increase.
Cultivators who cultivated in snow or ice cultivation methods, as well as those who comprehended the Force of Snow or Force of Ice, all benefited greatly from the snow. As for those who did not cultivate in any cultivation methods related to snow or ice, they also made significant breakthroughs in their resistance against the cold in a harsh environment due to the descent of the snow.
The snow had created a group of cultivators, but it had harmed ordinary people.
In a world, ordinary people were still the majority. Without ordinary people, where would there be cultivators? It could be said that almost all cultivators started off as ordinary people and walked towards strength step by step.
Ordinary people did not have the tough physiques of cultivators, nor did they have the powerful vitality of cultivators. They did not have the great strength of cultivators, so they could only rely on stoves and cotton-padded jackets to resist the cold. They might have been able to do so in the beginning, but as time passed and the snow continued to fall, the coldness continued to accumulate. It became colder and colder. Some people had already frozen to death.
It was foreseeable that the royal family of the Canglan Empire had already reacted. They sent out troops to provide disaster relief and ensure the safety of the citizens. At the very least, they could let the citizens survive this heavy snow.
At the same time, on the third day of the snowfall, Dynasty also informed all the sects and families to cooperate.
The territory of the True Sword Sect had already been given to the True Sword Sect by the imperial family of the Canglan Empire. It was under the jurisdiction of the True Sword Sect. The ordinary people within its territory were all citizens of the True Sword Sect, so their safety was naturally the responsibility of the True Sword Sect.
Therefore, on the second day of the snowfall, Chu Mu asked the disciples in charge of alchemy in the sect to refine the Firesun Pill. This was a very low-level pill that was not very useful for cultivators, but it was suitable for ordinary people to consume. Consuming one pill would allow an ordinary person to resist the cold for three days.
The Firesun Pill was very low-level, so the spiritual herbs needed to refine it were very ordinary as well. As a result, in just a single day, all the disciples began to refine cauldron after cauldron of pills. Even the elders took action, refining a hundred thousand Firesun Pills.
There were far more than a hundred thousand ordinary people in the True Sword Sect's territory, perhaps even a million. A mere hundred thousand Firesun Pills were naturally nowhere near enough. As a result, they continued to refine the pills after taking them out, working through the night.
The disciples set off, bringing along groups of Firesun Pills, winter clothing, and food. They distributed them to every household in the True Sword Sect to ensure that they could survive this heavy snow. As there were not enough Firesun Pills right now, they dissolved each pill in water and shared a bowl of water with a few people. Although the medicinal effects were greatly reduced, it was still enough to keep people warm for a day with winter clothing.
At the same time, the disciples of the True Sword Sect gathered the stronger ordinary people to shovel the snow and prevent the snow from crushing the houses.
For the sake of survival and their families, these people naturally worked extremely hard.
With the True Sword Sect's prompt response, no ordinary people died. Even those who were sick were treated in time.
On the tenth day, the heavy snow finally turned into light snow. The ground was covered in white, and the heavens and earth blended together.
The True Sword Sect's actions had united the hearts of the people in the True Sword Sect's territory to the greatest extent. The effects of this could not be seen overnight, but would last for generations to come.
… …
On the twelfth day, the snow finally stopped.
The last snowflakes fell. Within the three thousand meter sword domain, the Eternal Sword Intent, Divine Wilderness Sword Essence, and sword energy caused the three hundred snowflakes to tremble, as if they had been forged from metal. The edges of the snowflakes emitted a cold and sharp luster as they streaked across the air in mysterious trajectories.
Compared to the first day, the snowflakes had increased from a hundred to three hundred. The trajectories of the snowflakes had changed from rough and straight to mysterious trajectories, and they were even more powerful.
Without an opponent, Chu Mu used himself as the opponent. Within the sword domain, he controlled the three hundred snowflakes to attack himself, and then used the Acalanatha Sword Style or the Thousand Willow Sword Style to defend himself.
Both his offensive and defensive methods had been improved.
Chu Mu had already comprehended the essence of the Acalanatha Sword Style and the Thousand Willow Sword Style, and he was gradually deepening it.
What he regretted was that the first form of the sword domain consumed too much energy.
He had to use the power of his soul to guide the Sword Intent, Sword Essence, and sword energy into the snowflakes. The lack of direct contact was a problem in itself. After succeeding, he had to consider the additional consumption of energy. If he strengthened his control, it would further increase the consumption of the power of his soul. After infusing the snowflakes, he still had to use the power of his soul to guide the three types of energy and fuse them together to unleash the power they should possess.
As a result, with the current level of Chu Mu's soul and the power of his soul, as well as his other powers, he could only support two snowflakes like this.
However, if his soul broke through from the peak of the second level to the third level, the number of snowflakes he could use would increase to four at the very least.
The last snowflake fell. The gloomy sky was still, as if it had yet to return to its sunny state.
Right now, it was covered in white snow as far as the eye could see. The mountains and earth had merged into one, and it was difficult to tell them apart.
"If it wasn't for the falling snow …" Chu Mu's gaze was distant as an attempt from a few days ago flashed through his mind.
The first form of the sword domain was considered an offensive form. It was even more powerful than an ordinary sword domain.
Chu Mu had comprehended the first form of the sword domain from the falling snow. However, snowfall in the Deep Blue World was very rare. Sometimes, it would only happen once every few decades, or at least once every few years. Even if it happened once every few months, it would not last for too long. Could it be that without the falling snow, Chu Mu's first form of the sword domain would be useless?
No, that was not the case. The first form of the sword domain that he comprehended from the falling snow was essentially a medium.
Falling snow was a type of medium. It was the medium used to fuse sword intent, sword origin, and sword energy together to unleash its power. Chu Mu's experiment a few days ago was to forcefully fuse sword intent, sword origin, and sword energy together without a medium using his powerful soul power.
The final result was that he barely managed to condense a hundred snowflake blades. Every snowflake blade appeared rather rough and unstable. Furthermore, the attacks they launched were only rough and straight lines. The power was evidently very limited. In addition, Chu Mu's soul was completely drained in just one attempt. He felt a little dizzy.
"Medium …" Standing on the peak of the snowy mountain, Chu Mu began to ponder.
Not everything could be used as a medium. This required particular attention.
Using the power of the soul to control the medium, if the medium was too heavy, it would increase the consumption of the power of the soul. If the medium was too light, it would be difficult to unleash its full power. One also had to consider the hardness and toughness of the medium.
Snowflakes were actually not a very good medium. Although the snowflakes' weight was suitable, they did not possess much hardness and toughness. The power they could unleash was extremely limited.
However, the shape of snowflakes was very suitable.
After pondering, Chu Mu decided to cast a batch of metal snowflakes based on the shape of snowflakes. As a medium, it would come in handy when he displayed the first form of the Sword Realm.
After making this decision, Chu Mu's figure flashed and disappeared from the peak. In another flash, he appeared in the Sect Leader's hall.
Immediately, Chu Mu's eyes narrowed. A cold light shot out and landed on the Sect Leader's seat. There was a golden rectangle erected there.
He reached out and grabbed it. The golden rectangle automatically flew up at a strange speed. It was extremely fast and its edges were incomparably sharp. It spun and sliced, tearing the sky apart. It attacked Chu Mu as if it was being controlled by an invisible person.
This attack was extremely fast. The power it carried was extremely sharp, causing Chu Mu's pupils to contract in an instant.
Chu Mu extended his sword finger and pointed forward. The space seemed to ripple. The golden rectangle suddenly stopped. Its power was directly destroyed by Chu Mu's sword finger. Chu Mu clenched his hands and immediately caught it. The remaining power caused Chu Mu's fingers to tremble.
This power was shockingly at the level of a five star Saint. If Chu Mu had only advanced by one star, he would have died without a doubt.
The golden rectangle that was bigger than a palm was actually a post. On the front of the post, there was a slightly protruding word.
Battle!
When he saw that word, he immediately felt an intense battle intent rush towards him. It attacked Chu Mu's mind, but he was unable to move it at all because it was not strong enough.
"The Battle King Sect … They've finally come …" muttered Chu Mu as he opened the post.
"Order the True Sword Sect to prepare within three days. After three days, the Battle King Sect's envoy will come to receive them. The True Sword Sect will become one of the Battle King Sect's branches."
The content was short and direct. At the end of the post were the three words' Battle King Sect '.
"What big words … Three days … Then let's see what kind of strength the Battle King Sect has to say such arrogant words …" muttered Chu Mu as he gathered the True Sword Sect's elders.
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