With Fang Xingjian's current martial will and sword arts, he had already reached the microscopic level in his sword arts to begin with.
Therefore, if he were to simply use the means of distorting space, he would not be able to match up to his original battle prowess. However, if he were to use it to supplement his sword arts, he would be able to increase his battle prowess. However, he would still need time to integrate these changes into his sword arts.
Right now, after Fang Xingjian saw the smallest units in these pieces of space, he felt that his body was in a fragmented state. Each part of his body existed in countless tiny pieces of space, as if he was being dismembered by space at every moment.
This was a distortion that only experts who had cleared tier five of the Divine level would be able to sense.
However, it was easy to deal with this now that he knew about it. Fang Xingjian inhaled slightly, and in an instant, the light rays, electromagnetic waves, magnetic forces, and countless astral rays within a range of 1,000 lis started to seethe intensely.
Endless powers were engulfed into Fang Xingjian's body, and Fang Xingjian's conjured physique had a feeling of fullness.
Immediately after, his body contracted abruptly, as if turning into a black spot that was hard to see with the naked eye. His entire body was shrunk into the smallest unit of space.
This stretch of space was then enlarged and stretched, and Fang Xingjian's entire body once again returned to its original size.
Right now, his conjured physique existed in a complete stretch of space, in the smallest unit of spatial fragments. The spatial fragments were then stretched and enlarged.
Right now, there were no longer any spatial gaps inside or outside of his body. A feeling of perfection suddenly rose in Fang Xingjian's heart.
He reacted at this moment. 'This is probably the first time since I was born that my entire body is in a complete stretch of space, truly becoming one.'
Right now, as long as Fang Xingjian was willing to, he would be able to allow his conjured physique to be in a complete state at all times. Regardless of whether it was his explosive powers, his conjured physique's defenses, or the circulation of his martial will, they were all 30% stronger than before.
He lowered his head and looked at his Stats Window. It had become:
Name Fang Xingjian Age 20
Occupation Eternal Sword Seigneur
Level: 34
Strength 826
Agility 824
Reaction 729
Endurance 710
Flexibility: 709
Martial will 5,502
Techniques: Sword Power, Sword Power, Level 50 Celestial Eradication Sword Formation, Level 50 Celestial Eradication Sword Technique
After stepping into tier five of the Divine level and reaching level 34, his strength increased once again. Not only did his martial will increase tremendously, breaking through to an unprecedented 5,500 points, but his conjured physique's strength, agility, and other attributes had also increased by 100 points under the Eternal Sword Seigneur job.
Once Fang Xingjian used his martial will to propel his conjured physique, his attributes and martial will would erupt concurrently, and the effects of such an increase would be even more terrifying.
After checking the changes he had undergone after reaching tier five of the Divine level, a contemplative expression flashed on Fang Xingjian's face. Without a doubt, after reaching tier five of the Divine level, his understanding toward space would be extremely deep, and the increase in his battle prowess would not be great. The crux was that there would definitely be many new changes in his cultivation.
For example, he had opened up his God Nation. Now, he had perfected his conjured body. These changes in his cultivation had increased his battle prowess.
'After I go back, I can take this as a reference for the Ancient Path of Hell and the Mage Association's cultivation methods for tier five of the Divine level.'
At the thought of this, Fang Xingjian's body moved slightly, and 90% of his powers darted forth, heading toward the Earth's Sun to continue cultivating. The remaining 10% of his powers returned to the sky above the Imperial Capital, planning to research the cultivation methods for tier five of the Divine level. At the same time, he imparted the Double Moons Projection to strengthen Tyrande and the others.
…
Simultaneously, in the Empire's Eastern Sand Region …
In an oasis, in a large manor that was originally called the Four Seasons Villa, killing cries were shaking the skies. Flames were burning everywhere, and ether particles were seething everywhere.
Over ten Conferred Knights wearing scarlet capes darted back and forth, wantonly massacring the resisters in the villa.
A man covered in blood half-knelt on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he was shedding tears of blood. "Traitor! You destroyed our Four Seasons Villa's hundred-year legacy! You'll die a horrible death!"
In midair, the corners of Tyrande's lips curled up into a hint of a brutal smile. Stepping on void space, he looked at the scene before him and said with an evil smile, "The Four Seasons Villa has disobeyed the Emperor's orders, invaded our land, harbored criminals, and even dared to attack the Empire's officials. If I don't kill all of you, others will think that I'm made of mud."
Right now, Tyrande was in charge of over 1,000 Conferred Knights in the Empire. He had set up the Empire's Military Execution Order and was in charge of managing the various martial arts factions in the world. As the headquarters was located at the Empire's east gate, it was also known as the East Military Execution Order.
Although the East Military Execution Order's authority overlapped with the Knight Association's, due to Tyrande's existence, its prowess far surpassed that of the original Knight Association. Recently, it had been restraining and taking in all the factions in the world, and it had also established an impressive reputation.
Hearing Tyrande's words, the man bellowed, "Our Four Seasons Villa stands aloof from worldly affairs and has not participated in the world's battles for over 100 years. Those who joined the villa are all pitiful people who are sincere in repentance and are no longer willing to continue with the killings in the martial arts world. "As for the land, it was all donated by the disciples. What has it got to do with the Empire? "You demons have killed several hundred people from our villa. You'll have retribution!"
"Hahahaha." Hearing this, Tyrande laughed out loud, and a hint of red flashed on his pale face. "There's really nothing much to say to an idiot like you. You've really become a fool after spending all your time cultivating. "
Fang Xingjian opened his mouth and swallowed the upper half of the man's body, leaving the lower half of the man's body on the ground, forming a pool of blood.
Wiping away the fresh blood at the corner of his lips, Tyrande's lips twitched. "It's really disgusting."
Hoult, who was at the side, was not surprised by this scene. Ever since he had joined the East Military Execution Order, due to his outstanding performance, he had been fighting alongside Tyrande, wiping out various factions that were unwilling to disband and submit to him, as well as martial arts influences that had committed illegal acts.
"Sir, why do you only eat half of it each time?"
Tyrande threw a glance at Hoult as if he was looking at a fool, let out a cold snort, and said, "The lower half is full of sh * t. Are you going to eat it?"
Simultaneously, the massacre in the entire villa was nearing its end. All the young and strong people who had resisted were all massacred.
Tyrande instructed calmly, "Compile all the martial arts manuals into books and send them back to the Imperial Capital to offer them to the Imperial Preceptor. "Leave half of the remaining heavenly and earthly treasures, Divine Weapons, and armor. Register the rest and hand them over to the national treasury."
Over ten Conferred Knights started to search the Four Seasons Villa excitedly. They really wished that there would be more factions that were unwilling to disband and submit to him, cutting off their legacies.
Over ten lis away from the villa, a young man's eyes were wide open as he stared at the flames and thick smoke in the distance. His eyes were filled with hot tears, and he clenched his teeth so hard that hints of blood flowed down.
"The legacy of 100 years has been lost in a single day …" The young man's fists were clenched so tightly that they turned pale, and his eyes seemed to be spewing out flames. He dropped to his knees abruptly and said with a pained expression, "I'm a sinner. I'm the sinner of the entire villa …"
"This isn't your fault," a young lady next to him advised in a gentle voice. Next to him, a young lady persuaded in a gentle voice, "Brother, that demon Fang Xingjian is holding the Prince hostage to take control of the Empire. He has six Divine level experts under him. "His cultivation is also unfathomable. He has defeated over ten Divine level experts consecutively, defeated the plains' Heavenly Lion King, and enslaved the entire plains and desert single-handedly. His prowess is overwhelming, and there's probably no one in the entire world who can stop him other than the Holy See of Truth. "Even the Myriad Stars Palace and the Full Moon Shrine have been disbanded. There's no way for us to go up against them." She looked at her elder brother worriedly, as if worried that he would go and seek revenge against Fang Xingjian.
"Our world isn't the only one in this world." The young man lifted his head abruptly and said with great hatred, "Tyrande, Fang Xingjian, you guys wiped out my Four Seasons Villa. If I don't take revenge for this, how will I, Duan Tianhao, be able to face my ancestors?"
A valley, an old man, and a series of secrets appeared in his mind.
At the thought of this, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He brought the young lady with him and left the Four Seasons Villa without even turning back.
He passed through deserts, traversed over mountains, evaded the Empire's search, and finally arrived at a valley.
He had just arrived at the entrance of the valley when he felt a gush of eerie and cold aura gushing toward him.
Simultaneously, an aged voice rang out in his mind.
"Oh? You're brimming with pernicious aura, and it's hard to quell your hatred. It seems that you have a great vengeance to exact. "
"So, you've thought it through?"
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