Ye Chen only stopped after carving a total of 108,000 'sword' characters.
Three World Mountain was filled with huge rocks, and each of them had a 'sword' character on it. After the relatively ordinary Three World Mountain was carved with the 'sword' character, the aura it exuded became sharp, like peerless swords standing there. The changes were not only in quantity but also in essence. If these 'sword' characters didn't have any essence in them, then it would be Ye Chen's failure.
Among the many rocks, there was one that was very unique. It wasn't because of the uniqueness of the rocks, but because of the 'sword' character on it.
There were 108,000 'sword' characters on it.
This' sword 'character looked exactly the same as the other' sword 'characters on the other rocks, but the sword Qi it gave off was even denser, almost as thick as water, shaking time and space. Feeling this sword Qi, it was as if countless sword techniques were surging over. It was similar to the murderous intent of the Three World Killing Fist. Of course, the Three World Killing Fist was a supreme martial art, and the gap between the two was so huge that it couldn't be calculated with common sense.
"I can start on the third target!"
Looking at the 108,000 'sword' characters, Ye Chen slowly retracted his gaze and waved his hand. All the rocks sank down. Three World Mountain wasn't an ordinary mountain, and it could change according to Ye Chen's will. Otherwise, ordinary rocks wouldn't be able to withstand three hundred thousand swords from Ye Chen. The first sword would cut it into nothingness.
The wind howled, but it couldn't disturb Ye Chen's heart.
Pfft!
The first rock rose up, and Ye Chen stabbed it with his sword.
As if time had gone haywire, the number of sword holes on the rock increased rapidly. Because the speed was too fast, it looked as if they had appeared out of thin air.
580,000 swords.
Carving characters allowed Ye Chen to improve rapidly, and he could stab out 580,000 swords in an instant.
But this wasn't enough.
Far from it.
600,000 swords.
650,000 swords.
700,000 swords.
750,000 swords.
800,000 swords.
900,000 swords.
Time flowed like water, quietly passing by.
After reaching nine hundred thousand thrusts in an instant, his progress slowed down to a horrifying degree. With every thousand thrusts, his soul power would begin to be consumed.
Ye Chen didn't expect that this would consume soul power.
910,000 swords.
920,000 swords.
Nine hundred thirty thousand.
When he reached 930,000 swords, Ye Chen's progress became even slower. After an unknown amount of time, he would only add another one or two hundred swords. It was extremely strenuous.
Fortunately, progress was still being made.
Nine hundred forty thousand.
Nine hundred fifty thousand.
Nine hundred sixty thousand.
"I'm almost at my limit."
Ye Chen looked exhausted, and couldn't help but swallow a Magnificent Violet Soul Refining Pill.
In the blink of an eye, he had unleashed 960,000 swords. Ye Chen's soul force was being consumed very quickly. It was almost as if he was using an ordinary soul attack. If not for the Magnificent Violet Soul Refining Pill replenishing his soul force, he might not have been able to maintain it. Apart from that, his current progress was so slow that it made people's hair stand on end. Basically, he was increasing his soul force by a few swords. At 970,000 swords, he would be increasing his soul force by one sword at a time.
Ye Chen's guess was right. At 970,000 swords, it was indeed an increase of one sword at a time.
Finally.
Nine hundred eighty thousand swords.
…
One sword, one world. One sword, one dust.
In the following time, Ye Chen entered a mysterious realm. It was like when he stabbed out a sword, it was no longer a simple sword, but a sword that contained everything. And this sword that contained everything would eventually turn into a dust.
"Everything in the world is just a dust."
With a sigh in his heart, Ye Chen's eyes became firmer.
Pu!
On the giant stone, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred swords suddenly appeared. These nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred sword holes formed a word that no one could recognize. This was the 'sword' word that Ye Chen had created. Looking at it seriously, it looked like the 'change' word. It looked like a sword but not a sword, like change but not change. This was a 'sword' word that could change. It could also be said that it was a word that was displaying a sword art.
Chi Chi Chi Chi …
What Ye Chen didn't expect was that this strange 'sword' word would suddenly come to life. It turned into a peerless sword art and attacked Ye Chen. Every move was so exquisite and hard to dodge. Even Ye Chen was a little caught off guard. He was attacked until he kept retreating, unable to fight back.
"Could this be a phenomenon caused by approaching the limit of change?"
Ye Chen guessed in his heart.
The essence of change was that it was alive and not dead. When the sword stabbed out, it was a spiritual world. Everything in the world was in it. Thousands of changes were also in it. It was equivalent to having one's own wisdom. However, this wisdom was imposed by oneself, which gave him a certain degree of autonomy.
No wonder the Mortal World Killing Fist was so hard to resist. It was incredible.
When the change reached that level, it was really turning the rotten into the magical, turning the impossible into the possible.
Ding Ding Dang Dang!
After all, it contained his own sword art. Although Ye Chen was caught off guard, he wouldn't be defeated. After a few breaths, Ye Chen had already turned the situation around.
"Omniscient Nature, Wandering!"
With a sharp look in his eyes, Ye Chen performed the most transformative sword attack.
This sword, Omniscient Nature, was like a dream.
Hualala!
The strange 'sword' word returned to its original position as if it had never moved.
Putting the Flying Sword back into its scabbard, Ye Chen slowly let out a breath, "Nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred swords is already my limit. The next hundred swords are a forbidden zone for now, a forbidden zone that goes against the rules. I reckon that I'll have to break through in all aspects before I can truly reach the Million Swords realm."
Omniscient Nature was all-encompassing. It blurred the boundary between reality and illusion. For the current Ye Chen, it was enough.
The Five Elements Sword Art had its ups and downs.
Five Elements Sword Art's Five Elements Slash.
Five Elements Sword Art's Omniscient Nature.
Space-time Sword Art's Death Cut.
Before entering the Supreme Holy Land, Ye Chen's supreme sword art had yet to reach a higher level, but now he had four supreme sword arts. Each of them was no longer so immature and had its essence.
These four sword arts each had their own characteristics.
Ups and downs could weaken the enemy's attack power and attack changes.
Five Elements Slash was an extreme sword, combining the five elements into one.
Omniscient Nature contained the world's myriad forms and was close to the extreme of change.
Death Slash cut through time and space like cutting through cheese, sealing off all the enemy's escape routes. Even if one could dodge in time, they wouldn't be able to because this sword even sealed time.
"Not bad, you have stayed on Three World Mountain for a total of ten Three World Years."
The middle-aged man appeared.
"Three World Years?"
Ye Chen was puzzled.
"Three World Mountain's sense of time is blurry. Ten Three World Years is equivalent to a hundred years in the outside world." The middle-aged man explained.
"So it has been a hundred years."
Ye Chen sighed. In the blink of an eye, a hundred years had passed. But here, the sense of time was too blurry, to the point that he neglected the existence of time.
"Time and space are two of the meanings of life. When you can ignore time and space one day, you would either be dead, or you would have become a Demigod. I hope it's the latter." Smiling, the middle-aged man continued, "I can see the entanglement of fate in you. Your opponents are all very powerful, far stronger than before. Go, in this world, there will always be a few years that are especially exciting. It's time for fate to collapse, for gods and devils to fight each other."
The middle-aged man waved his hand. Ye Chen instantly vanished from Three World Mountain.
Before he left, Ye Chen knew that this middle-aged man was the paragon of the three realms. He died after becoming a Demigod. Ye Chen didn't know how powerful a Demigod was, but Ye Chen could imagine that even if a Demigod died, he would still be alive to a certain extent.
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