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A swordsman's talent could be categorized into several categories: cultivation talent, battle talent, comprehension talent, and so on.
A person with a high cultivation talent might not necessarily be powerful, but any swordsman who wanted to go further on this path would need cultivation talent.
Since ancient times, there had been countless talented swordsmen who had terrifying comprehension and battle talent. They could easily challenge those of a higher level, but in the end, they were stuck at a certain level due to their lack of cultivation talent. They were unable to break through for the rest of their lives and could only regretfully turn into dust.
One had to admit that cultivation talent was like a natural chasm that hindered the future of many talented swordsmen.
In the Central Main Sword Domain, most of the swordsmen had a Level Six cultivation talent. In other words, their limit was the Peak of the Complete Astral Realm. Occasionally, there would be one or two lucky swordsmen who broke through to the Astral Realm due to some fortuitous encounter. However, they could not continue to improve.
Therefore, in the Central Main Sword Domain, most of the swordsmen had the strength of a Sword Venerable. After all, the lifespan of a Astral Realm swordsman was as long as a thousand years.
Because Chu Mu had consumed the Qinglan Divine Fruit and the Tianhuang Fruit, his cultivation talent had increased to Level Six. In other words, his limit was the Astral Realm.
As of now, Chu Mu had already cultivated to the beginning of the Astral Realm. Although it would still take a long time to reach the Peak of the Complete Astral Realm, according to his own estimation, it would not be too long. When the time came, he would have to worry about how to break through.
Obtaining the Heaven Seizing Technique was equivalent to obtaining a solution to his problem.
The Heaven Seizing Technique was different from the Tianhuang Fruit. The Tianhuang Fruit could directly increase one's cultivation after consumption. However, it could only increase one level at most. Moreover, the Tianhuang Fruit was too rare and difficult to obtain.
The Heaven Seizing Technique was different. Although it could not be increased in a short period of time, as long as one cultivated, there would be a qualitative change. Moreover, it could be increased continuously.
"Two ways …" Chu Mu's gaze turned deep.
There were two ways to cultivate the Heaven Seizing Grand Technique. One was a natural cultivation method. It was stable and wouldn't cause any side effects. However, it would take a long time. It would usually take ten to twenty years or even longer.
The other method was a bit evil, and that was to steal the cultivation talent of other swordsmen and absorb their cultivation talent. Of course, one could only absorb a very small portion of it, but as long as there was enough of it, one could still improve in a short period of time. Moreover, there were no side effects. The only requirement was that one had to have a powerful soul and will.
"It seems like there are no side effects, but in fact, when you experience the thrill of the improvement of your talent, it's easy to sink into it and find it hard to extricate yourself." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon said, "Once you are unable to extricate yourself, you will eventually lose yourself. Imagine that kind of outcome."
After listening to the Asura Sword Of Gojoseon's explanation, Chu Mu instantly understood the pros and cons. No wonder the cultivation method required a powerful soul and will. Only with a powerful soul and will would one have powerful self-control. Only then would it be easy to lose yourself and sink into it. In the end, one would be consigned to eternal damnation.
"You should be very clear about the consequences. Therefore, as for how you should cultivate, you should know in your heart. I won't say much." The Asura Sword Of Gojoseon said.
Chu Mu nodded. He indeed had his own ideas.
Putting the droplet-shaped black jade pendant into his spatial wristband, Chu Mu continued to advance.
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"Sikong Jian, I found this tomb first. Now, take your people and scram." The middle-aged black-robed swordsman's face was cold, like a poisonous snake in the dark. His gloomy eyes flashed with a frightening cold light. His gaze swept over and landed on Sikong Jian's face. That kind of tone was like the extreme north wind.
"Shang Yang, treasures have always belonged to the virtuous. From the current situation, I am the virtuous one." Sikong Jian was not angry at all. Instead, he faintly smiled and said.
Shang Yang was alone, while Sikong Jian's side had a total of eight people. Just Sikong Jian's strength alone was not lower than Shang Yang's. Adding the other seven, they were enough to kill Shang Yang.
"Well said. Treasures have always belonged to the virtuous one. But I believe that I am the virtuous one." Another voice sounded. The middle-aged purple-robed swordsman suddenly appeared. He was also alone. The three sides formed a tripartite formation.
"Zhou Xuan, you also want to join in the fun? You should know that there are some things that should not be done. That would be fatal." Sikong Jian's face slightly changed. His eyes narrowed, emitting a cold light. His tone carried a hint of threat.
"I, Zhou Xuan, agree with what you said. However, the fun right now is not enough to kill me." Zhou Xuan's face was full of confidence.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. A desolate killing intent spread out, filling the surroundings, forming a whistling sound like a storm.
Suddenly, a human figure appeared, as if breaking this desolate atmosphere, causing all of their attention to shift.
Three waves of violent killing intent rushed out, but the approaching figure did not move at all. It was as if he had crawled out from hell. The dark figure gave people an incomparably gloomy and oppressive feeling. A strange aura that caused people to frown deeply spread out.
"I'll give you two choices. Scram or … die!" A low and oppressive voice sounded, but it was also like the roar of a fierce beast. It caused Sikong Jian and the others' faces to change drastically.
"The one who will die is you." Shang Yang's temper was the worst. He furiously said and drew his sword.
The Sword Light was pitch black, as if it could devour all light. It sliced through the air, instantly aiming for the incoming figure.
Sikong Jian and Zhou Xuan saw Shang Yang make his move and released their palms. They were very clear that there were a total of 32 people who had entered the fourth floor, and the three of them were the strongest. Hence, since Shang Yang made his move, that person would die without a doubt.
The black sword light shot through the air, but the figure seemed to flicker, and the black sword light disappeared.
No, it didn't disappear. It appeared behind the figure and flew away. It was as if the black sword light had pierced through the figure, as if the figure was an illusion.
Shang Yang was stunned. Sikong Jian and Zhou Xuan were also stunned.
"Interesting." Shang Yang's lips curled up in a sinister smile. The long and narrow black sword in his hand slashed out. In an instant, a dense black sword light formed a sword net, enveloping the figure.
"Insignificant skill." An obscure and hoarse voice sounded out. The black sword net instantly shattered, and the silhouette suddenly accelerated, appearing in front of Shang Yang like a ghost. It was so fast that Shang Yang couldn't see it clearly.
Shang Yang's eyes widened. He only saw a cold light magnifying in front of him, as if it came from the void. That killing intent caused his entire body to tremble.
"Scram!" Shang Yang roared. Sword Qi erupted from his body. His sword was like a shooting star, and his footsteps staggered as he rapidly retreated.
The silhouette was like a maggot, twisting and turning, evading Shang Yang's sword strike. The sword strike changed into a horizontal sweep.
Shang Yang was sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was injured in a single exchange. Sikong Jian and Zhou Xuan's eyes widened, their faces filled with astonishment.
"Quick, attack!" Shang Yang landed on the ground and shouted. His voice was filled with fear. This person's strength was too strong.
Sikong Jian and Zhou Xuan reacted quickly, unsheathing their swords. The seven swordsmen in Sikong Jian's group also unsheathed their swords, each displaying their sword skills to kill.
All of a sudden, the area within ten meters was filled with a terrifying energy. The silhouette within it was about to be torn apart.
Suddenly, the silhouette exploded, turning into countless streaks of light that shot out in all directions. A strange scene occurred. The silhouette appeared beside a Beginning Origin Realm swordsman. Sword Light shone, and a head flew high into the air.
Instant kill!
"Kill him!" One of the Origin Realm swordsmen's eyes turned red as he let out a roar. His sword light danced in the air like a meat grinder, leaving no room for escape.
Shang Yang took out a pill and swallowed it. His body flashed as he attacked again.
Three Origin Realm Swordsmen Dacheng and six Beginning and Beginning Origin Realm swordsmen teamed up to deal with the mysterious silhouette. Until now, they still hadn't seen the silhouette's true face.
Nine genius swordsmen besieged a mysterious person, yet they were unable to take him down. Amidst the flurry of sword lights, another two weaker Origin Realm swordsmen were killed by him. This was equivalent to slapping Shangyang, Sikong Jian, and Zhou Xuan in the face, causing them to feel a stinging pain.
"Purple Thunder Formless!" Zhou Xuan yelled as countless purple thunderbolts appeared all over his body. He used a secret art, causing his strength to skyrocket.
Shang Yang and Sikong Jian didn't care about anything else as they used their secret arts to increase their strength. The other swordsmen also used their secret arts, suppressing the mysterious silhouette.
With a slash, the mysterious silhouette was sent flying. He spat out a mouthful of blood as he crashed into the tombstone.
The mysterious silhouette pressed his palm on the tombstone. It was a huge tombstone that was more than ten meters tall. He injected his Sword Yuan into the tombstone. All of a sudden, the tombstone shone brightly, and the tomb behind it began to crack open.
Sikong Jian and the other two were startled at first, then became furious. This mysterious silhouette dared to do such a thing right under their noses. He was trying to take away the treasures in the tomb. He was looking down on them.
"Die!"
With a roar, they used their strongest sword skills. Rumbling shockwaves, hurricanes, heavenly thunder, and darkness descended, destroying everything in its path.
The mysterious silhouette couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the three attacks. He was instantly sent flying. However, his body went around the tombstone and grabbed the light that rushed out of the tomb. He immediately ran away.
One had to admit that this person was willing to give up his life for the treasures.
"Damn it! Chase!" Sikong Jian's face turned pale. Without any hesitation, he chased after the mysterious silhouette.
Zhou Xuan and Shang Yang's faces were also extremely gloomy. They didn't expect that the mysterious silhouette would rather take their sword skills than take away the treasures in the tomb.
"He must be heavily injured right now. He can't run far. Chase!" Shang Yang said gloomily as he immediately chased after the mysterious silhouette.
Zhou Xuan didn't say anything, but he also quickly moved and chased after the mysterious silhouette. The remaining four swordsmen looked at each other, then followed suit.
In the blink of an eye, there was only a huge tomb left, standing alone on the vast land. It was a desolate scene. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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