Chen Zong was heavily protected on the Mysterious Yuan Heaven-Shaking Warship. Unless a Great Saint Realm master attacked, even two or three Half-step Great Saint Realm masters would not be able to kill Chen Zong in a short time.
It could be seen that Xuan Kong Luo valued Chen Zong greatly.
Of course, Chen Zong had obtained the only quota to enter the Lingwu Holy Land, so Xuan Kong Luo valued him greatly.
After all, there was a saying that whoever obtained the quota to enter the Lingwu Holy Land would benefit their realm to a certain extent when they came out of the Lingwu Holy Land with an opportunity. This would increase the realm's fortune, and in the future, the realm's cultivation level would gradually improve.
This kind of improvement was not instantaneous, but gradual. The longer the time, the more obvious the effect would be. The people of the realm would be affected and benefit from it.
Chu Wang Shi stayed in his room and did not come out because he was very angry and unhappy, but there was nothing he could do.
On the way back, Chen Zong did not have any worries, but focused on comprehending and cultivating.
Every time he honed himself, he could stimulate his own potential. As long as he calmed down and cultivated, he would make progress.
The Mysterious Yuan Heaven-Shaking Warship was extremely fast, and its defensive power was fully activated. Therefore, it consumed a lot of energy at all times, but it was worth it to prevent being attacked.
Time flew by. Along the way, Xuan Kong Luo did not rest and remained vigilant. The same was true for the ten peak Saint Realm masters. Under a high degree of vigilance, and with reinforcements from the Profound Yuan Dynasty arriving halfway, they arrived safely.
At the same time, Chen Zong's Cultivation Method had another breakthrough.
The 24th level of the Da Xuan Yuan Technique!
The breakthrough of his Cultivation Method made Chen Zong's Saint Qi more vigorous and majestic.
As soon as he returned to the Mysterious Yuan Dynasty, Chen Zong was sent back to the Mysterious Heaven Military Camp by the Mysterious Heaven Army.
Next, he quietly waited for the opening of the Lingwu Holy Land.
The Commander of the Mysterious Heaven Military Camp summoned Chen Zong.
"The opening of the Lingwu Sacred Grounds is estimated to take half a year to a year." He didn't expect that Chen Zong would be so outstanding. He had just broken through to the Saint Realm not long ago, but his strength had already risen to such a level. He had even won a spot in the Lingwu Holy Land among many peerless heaven's prides, and even the only spot in the Xuan Yuan World.
Moreover, it was said that he had defeated the Taixuan Saint Son, who was known as the reincarnation of a Divine God, in a challenge.
"This time, you have greatly increased the prestige of the Xuantian Legion and even our Shenxuan Legion." The commander smiled from the bottom of his heart.
After all, the Xuantian Army and the Divine Black Army only belonged to the Xuantian World. They had nothing to do with the other eight worlds, and their reputation was only average in the other eight worlds.
However, this time, Chen Zong was a member of the Xuantian Legion. He competed against many top prodigies and finally got one of the ten spots. This also promoted the prestige of the Xuantian Legion and even the Xuantian Legion.
"After a discussion among the nine generals, we have decided that you have made a great contribution and will be rewarded accordingly." The Shenxuan general continued, "Your military rank has been promoted from Junior Sergeant to Junior General."
Chen Zong was a little surprised. Under normal circumstances, it would probably take him a few decades to be promoted to a low-grade general.
But now, it was shortened by a few decades.
After becoming a Junior General, he could receive a mid-grade Shenxuan Killing Armor, which was equivalent to an elite sixth-grade saint weapon.
Other than that, the other benefits were also increased.
"Also, do you have any other requests?" The commander asked with a smile.
Chen Zong was a treasure right now.
Request!
Chen Zong couldn't help thinking.
"I need a fire-attribute physique refinement method." Chen Zong said.
"A fire-attribute physique refinement method …" The commander pondered. After a few breaths, he spoke: "There are many physique refinement methods in the Xuantian Legion, but I'm not sure if there's a fire-attribute one. You can choose later. What else?"
"My sword is broken. I need a new one." Chen Zong thought of the Scarlet Hellflame Sword.
"Alright, you can enter the Saint Weapon Mound again." The commander agreed without hesitation. His eyes were still fixed on Chen Zong.
"Skywind. I need it to refine my sword intent." Chen Zong said: "That's all."
Chen Zong's request was exactly what he needed right now. It was best to stop while he was ahead. If he made too many requests, he might leave a bad impression on the commander.
That wasn't his own principle.
"Skywind …" The commander muttered: "I'll arrange for people to search for it. I'll inform you as soon as I find it."
Skywind was born from heaven and earth. Just like earth fire, it was more precious and difficult to find. Thus, it wasn't easy to obtain.
"Thank you." Chen Zong bowed.
"Go, cultivate well," said the Shenxuan army chief.
Soon, someone led Chen Zong to the Saint Weapon Mound.
This was Chen Zong's second time entering the Holy Weapon Tomb, and it was not as unfamiliar as the first time. The moment he entered the Holy Weapon Tomb, Chen Zong absorbed a large amount of murderous aura into his body, which was absorbed by his Asura avatar Chen Xiu.
Chen Xiu's cultivation needed to increase, and the lesser ability, Evileye of Obliteration, also needed baleful aura.
Thus, the more baleful aura there was, the better.
Chen Zong quickly went to the swords to find a suitable one.
With his current strength, he needed at least a sixth-grade saint artifact.
Sense!
He released his Heart Domain, which covered a thousand meters. His Heart Sword Dao Intent also spread out. It was stronger than last time.
The swords trembled and hummed.
The previous owners of these swords had died in battle. They were left here in the darkness, waiting for someone to choose them, waiting for a new owner, waiting for a new battle and slaughter.
Swords were weapons of slaughter. There was no doubt about it.
Especially swords that had gone through many battles and killed many strong enemies. They were filled with baleful aura and killing intent. They longed to continue fighting, to be stained with blood and to kill more strong enemies.
It was a desire, a yearning, and also the mission of a sword.
Chen Zong closed his eyes and used his heart to sense. He felt the longing and calling of the swords. His heart was touched.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry to find a suitable sword. Instead, he carefully sensed the aura of the swords. Every sword, regardless of its grade or strength, carried a unique aura. That aura was the aura of the sword itself.
It was an extremely sharp aura, an aura that could pierce through everything, and an aura that could cut through everything.
Swords were weapons of slaughter. They were made for battle and slaughter. Those swords that were used as decorations and decorations could not be called swords.
In other words, swords could be divided into two categories.
One was the fake swords used as decorations.
The other was the real swords used for battle and slaughter.
The way of the real sword was pure, pure, true, and firm.
As Chen Zong continued to comprehend, the aura of the swords became stronger and purer. Vaguely, there seemed to be traces of an indescribable Daoist Rhyme.
The Dao runes circled the surroundings, lingering in the heart domain and enveloping Chen Zong.
Chen Zong only felt that he had fallen into an ocean of Sword Essence Daoist Rhyme. It was endless and endless.
Time passed slowly. Chen Zong forgot about time, forgot about the outside world, and forgot about everything else. There was only the sword in his eyes and in his heart.
Sword!
Sword!
Sword!
The sword was everything. The sword was the only one.
His entire body seemed to have turned into a sword. Even his mind, will, and soul seemed to have turned into a sword.
Chen Zong suddenly woke up. He felt refreshed, and countless comprehensions surged in his heart.
Immediately, Chen Zong revealed a touch of joy.
The Heart Sword Dao Intent had broken through.
Sixth revolution!
As an Advanced Dao Intent, the Heart Sword Dao Intent had broken through to the sixth revolution.
High-grade Dao Insights were originally extremely strong, and their might and potential were extremely shocking. Similarly, it was comparatively difficult to improve, but Chen Zong's improvement was extremely swift, and it was also because the Heart Sword Dao Insight was extremely compatible with him.
In addition, Chen Zong's foundation was very strong and solid, and he had grasped many opportunities to improve rapidly.
Since the Heart Sword Dao Intent had reached the sixth revolution, the power of the Extreme Heart Sword Style and Lifeless Sword Style, which were based on the Heart Sword Dao Intent, had also improved significantly.
Unknowingly, although his cultivation did not increase, his strength had become more tyrannical.
He did not expect that entering the Saint Weapon Tomb for the second time and feeling the aura of the ten thousand swords would have such a harvest. It was really a pleasant surprise.
Immediately, Chen Zong sensed carefully to find a suitable sword.
Sword!
True Sword!
Battle Sword!
Slaughter Sword!
As he sensed, the other sword auras became weaker. Only the sword aura gradually became stronger.
Boundless sharpness!
Extremely fierce!
Shocking killing intent!
This sword was very good.
"Sword, come!" Chen Zong shouted in a low voice. Immediately, his right hand grabbed at the air, and a sword light flew over from afar. The sword light was extremely sharp, as if nothing could stop its sharpness. It was indestructible and indestructible.
When the sword entered his hand, Chen Zong felt his right hand sink slightly. A cold aura spread out, and it shook his spirit.
The body of the sword was slender and thin, and there were bright ripples on the blade. It looked very sharp, as if it was extremely sharp. The ridge of the sword was indented, like a blood groove. The tip of the sword was slender and sharp, and when one looked at it, they would feel like they were being pierced.
Chen Zong's eyes were bright and focused. He slowly swept his gaze over the body of the sword. The fingers of his left hand were like a sword as he placed them on the body of the sword. He gently stroked them and felt the shocking cold sharpness. Soon after, his finger gently tapped and flicked. An extremely pleasant sword hum sounded and spread in all directions.
"Good sword!" Chen Zong could not help but exclaim softly. He was very satisfied with this sword.
With a flick of his wrist, a sword flower bloomed in the air. The sword light was bright, like white snow, but also like ice. It emitted a shocking chill, but also revealed a shocking sharpness, as if it could tear and pierce through everything.
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