"Reaching the first layer of Life and Death realm makes a huge difference."
It had been a long time since Ye Chen had felt a huge increase in his basic strength. Previously, although his cultivation base had advanced by leaps and bounds, reaching the level of one thousand years, it was only an increase in quantity. Unless it was several hundred years or a thousand years, he wouldn't feel anything, and the increase in strength wouldn't be obvious.
But now, Ye Chen could clearly feel that his strength had increased by a large margin. Compared to painstakingly studying martial arts for a few months, it was undoubtedly much easier.
Of course, Ye Chen also knew that this was the result of accumulating strength. If he had just entered Life and Death realm, even if Ye Chen didn't have to worry about being annihilated, he wouldn't have had the foundation to cultivate to the first layer.
After all the Zhen Yuan had been converted into a purer Zhen Yuan, the interior of the Dao Gate suddenly produced a powerful suction force. As soon as this suction force appeared, the outside world underwent a huge change. With Ye Chen as the center, boundless Yuan Qi of heaven and earth converged toward Ye Chen. At first glance, it looked like a nebula, and Ye Chen was the core of the nebula, unceasingly devouring it.
"Tsk tsk, you've reached the first layer of Life and Death realm so quickly. Worthy of being the sword dao genius who defeated the Sword King."
The palace spirit waved its hand, and as if the restriction of the palace had been released, even more Yuan Qi of heaven and earth poured in, joining the nebula and rapidly strengthening it.
After an unknown amount of time, when the nebula was completely devoured, Ye Chen's aura gradually stabilized. At the same time, a boundless might burst out from Ye Chen's body.
"Peak of the first layer of Life and Death realm!"
Ye Chen opened his eyes, his gaze like lightning.
After reaching the peak of the first sky of Life and Death Realm, Ye Chen shockingly discovered that his Zhen Yuan cultivation base had already reached the two-thousand-year level. In other words, this breakthrough had directly increased his cultivation base by nine hundred years. Why would he need to spend supreme grade spirit stones or Zhen Yuan crystals to increase his cultivation base? He could directly increase his realm.
"Just as I had guessed, because of your martial art's rank and mental state, you were able to reach the peak of the first sky of Life and Death Realm right away. If your cultivation base was a bit higher, you might even be able to break through to the second sky of Life and Death Realm. However, it is also a good thing to increase your cultivation base slowly. It will help you build a solid foundation for your martial art."
Dao sects also needed the nourishment of True Essence. Continuous breakthroughs would put too much pressure on Dao sects. Many people would rather raise their cultivation realm slowly than risk breaking through.
"Thanks a lot."
Although the Temple Spirit looked like a child, Ye Chen did not dare to neglect it. He cupped his fists at it to show his gratitude.
"No need to thank me. Remember, don't leak the condensing method of this martial art. If something happens, you'll regret it. Back in the day, the condensing method was accidentally leaked, and countless Life and Death Kings fell. It took many years for Elysium to recover."
The Temple Spirit reminded Ye Chen.
"Ye Chen will not joke around with Elysium's future. You can rest assured." Ye Chen nodded.
"Alright, let's go!"
The Temple Spirit waved its hand.
Walking out of the Titled King Palace, the door behind them closed.
Perhaps it was Ye Chen's misperception, but the moment he walked out of the Titled King Palace, Ye Chen felt the Dao Gate in his body suddenly become unstable. A string of sparks appeared on its surface, and a dark flame appeared.
"Could it be related to condensing the Dao Gate?"
Ye Chen looked pensive.
…
The news of Ye Chen obtaining the title of Sword King had already spread in the circle of Life and Death Kings. However, only a few people under Life and Death Realm knew about it.
Returning to the Ye family, there was one thing that needed to be done.
And that was to establish a sect.
As early as half a month ago, the Eternal Sky Sect had already arrived at True Spirit Continent, and were currently residing on one of the peaks of the Ye family.
"Chen 'er, are you really going to establish a Sword Sect now?" Ye Tianhao was somewhat worried.
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Father, I'm not establishing a Sword Sect now. I'm going to establish the Fallen Dust Sword Sect."
"Fallen Dust Sword Sect? Didn't you want to establish a Sword Sect before?"
Ye Tianhao let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he asked curiously.
"That was my idea before. But after coming out of the Titled King Palace, my attitude has changed."
Establishing a Sword Sect could indeed make the Sword Sect and Ye Chen famous in the world. But, there would be endless troubles. When he was here, perhaps no one would dare to mess with the Sword Sect. But, after he left, the Sword Sect would undoubtedly become a thorn in the eyes of many other Sword Sects. No one would be happy to see such a huge mountain on top of their heads. They would definitely think of ways to make the Sword Sect decline, or even destroy it.
If a Sword Sect wanted to be powerful for a long time, other than having powerful strength, it would also need to hide its strength and bide its time. It could not be too stubborn, or else it would be easy to break. This was an unchanging truth.
Besides, this was also related to the change in Ye Chen's vision. He never thought that he would not be able to walk out of Elysium. When he walked out of Elysium, he would no longer have to face the powerful warriors of Elysium, but the powerful warriors of countless worlds. Establishing a Sword Sect would not be worth mentioning at all. There was no need to make everyone unhappy.
…
"Have you heard? Ye Chen is going to establish a Sword Sect. "
"What's the name?"
"I heard it's called Fallen Dust Sword Sect!"
"Fallen Dust Sword Sect! Fortunately, I thought he was going to establish a Sword Sect. "
In the Sky Sword Continent, the news of Ye Chen establishing the Fallen Dust Sword Sect had spread like wildfire. Almost all the Life and Death Kings knew about it, and they all seemed to be very concerned.
"Fallen Dust Sword Sect … Ye Chen, I owe you a favor."
Hearing the news, the Blue Cloud Sword Emperor revealed a faint smile. If he were in Ye Chen's shoes, he would certainly have the intention of establishing a Sword Sect, and would most likely put it into action. With strength and status, establishing a Sword Sect would be perfectly justifiable, and there would be no need to be afraid of anyone. However, he had never expected that Ye Chen would not establish a Sword Sect, but the Fallen Dust Sword Sect. In this way, there would not be any suppression.
"Fallen Dust Sword Sect … Good name."
On the same day, the Snowflake Sword Emperor also received the news.
…
On the Spirit Cloud Peak …
The sounds of weapons clashing could be heard continuously. One moment, it was like a storm, and the next moment, it was like a stream.
Only when he got closer did he realize that it was a fight between two youths. Of these two youths, one was dressed in black with a cold expression, while the other was dressed in white. His appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were gentle. Although the two of them were dressed differently and their appearances were vastly different, both of them had a sword embroidered on their sleeves.
It could be seen that the cold-looking youth's swordsmanship was extremely sharp. Each of his moves was filled with killing intent. The most shocking thing was that his swordsmanship contained a faint trace of sword intent. It was precisely because of the existence of this trace of sword intent that his swordsmanship was exceptionally sharp. Even from afar, one could feel the coldness on one's skin.
Compared to the grave and stern youngster, the sword arts of the white-robed youngster were not as sharp as the grave and stern youngster's. Neither had he comprehended sword intent. Their cultivation bases were more or less the same. However, no matter how the grave and stern youngster attacked, he could not break through the latter's sword aura. His sword aura was like a spring breeze, but also like a fine drizzle. Upon closer inspection, it did not seem like a spring breeze, nor was it a fine drizzle, but rather a gentle sunlight and the fragrance of plants. The sword arts of the grave and stern youngster filled with killing intent seemed to be entangled by countless fine threads. They became slower and slower, losing their destructive power and dissolving into nothingness.
On the side, two young men and two young girls were watching the battle.
"Although Leng Xing Han had only become a disciple of big brother half a year ago, I have to admit that his sword arts talent is a bit better than mine. He has comprehended sword intent so early, and has pushed the Lone Peak of Thirteen Swords to this level. Yan Jianhui, I am afraid that even you would not be able to compete with Leng Xing Han."
Ye Xuan looked at Yan Jianhui.
Yan Jianhui was watching the battle seriously. Hearing this, he opened his mouth and said: "It does not matter if I am able to compete with fourth brother or not. What is important is that you were not able to compete with me three months ago."
"Pfft, you can only beat me by one or two moves at most. Don't make it sound like you are suppressing me."
Although Ye Xuan said that, he was very depressed in his heart. There was always someone better than him. His sword arts talent was indeed very good, and his big brother was quite satisfied with him. But compared to Yan Jianhui, even if he did not want to admit it, he knew that he was not as good as Yan Jianhui. In the beginning, he could beat Yan Jianhui with only a few moves, but as time went on, Yan Jianhui grew at an amazing speed and caught up with him.
Yan Jianhui was not that bad, after all, there was only one of him. But what made him lose confidence was the three new disciples of his big brother, one more powerful than the other. The second disciple was the young man in white, named Dongfang Bai. In other aspects, he was about the same as Yan Jianhui, but in terms of sword arts comprehension, he was even better than Yan Jianhui. His big brother had said that his achievements in sword arts were about the same as Dongfang Bai.
As for the third disciple, it was Huang Sumei, who often hung out with his sister, Ye Xiaoxiao. She was one year younger than him and was his big brother's only female disciple. She was also very talented and smart. She could infer many things from one instance and was the smartest of his big brother's disciples.
And just half a year ago, his big brother took in another fourth disciple, named Leng Xing Han. He was the young man in black who was evenly matched with Dongfang Bai.
This Leng Xinghan's talent was extremely outstanding, and he was at the peak in all aspects. Not only did he comprehend sword intent, his comprehension of sword arts was not inferior to Dongfang Bai's. In terms of monstrous talent, he was almost the number one disciple of his big brother.
"Junior Brother Leng is still a little lacking. I think he will lose to Second Senior Brother in ten moves."
Huang Sumei's face was like a peach blossom. She was already quite charming at such a young age.
Ding ding dang dang!
After nine moves, just as Huang Sumei said, Leng Xing Han lost.
"Not bad."
Right at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out.
"Big Brother!"
"Master."
Ye Xuan and Ye Xiaoxiao quickly turned their heads and called him Big Brother. The others also called him Master, including the cold-looking Leng Xing Han.
Touching Ye Xuan's head, Ye Chen gave him an encouraging look and then looked at Dongfang Bai and Leng Xing Han, "The two of you have made obvious progress. Xiao Bai, you have a strong understanding of sword arts, but sword arts are used to kill people. Blindly dispelling them is not the right way. Xing Han, you have comprehended the sword intent, but don't think that you can defeat Xiao Bai with sword intent. A swordsman's greatest strength is not how powerful his sword art is or how strong his sword intent is, but how he uses it. You haven't reached the limit in using the sword intent, and you haven't completely transformed it into battle strength."
"Master is right."
Dongfang Bai quickly lowered his head.
Leng Xing Han also listened attentively.
Turning his head to look at Yan Jianhui and Huang Sumei, a faint smile appeared on his face. It had already been a year since he had founded the Falling Dust Sword Sect. During this time, he had taken in three new disciples, all of whom were from the Sky Sword Continent.
First disciple, Yan Jianhui.
Second disciple, Dongfang Bai.
Third disciple, Huang Sumei.
Fourth disciple, Leng Xing Han.
Among them, the first disciple, Yan Jianhui, had the most spiritual qi, the second disciple, Dongfang Bai, had a strong understanding of sword arts, the third disciple, Huang Sumei, was exceptionally intelligent, and had an exquisite heart. Fourth disciple, Leng Xing Han, was the most monstrous one. He was the best in every aspect.
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