The Sunken Bone Abyss divided the Xuanyuan Realm and the Upper Primordial Realm into two.
East and West!
The Xuanyuan Realm was east of the Sunken Bone Abyss, while the Upper Primordial Realm was west of it. Chen Zong came from the east, crossed the Sunken Bone Abyss, and headed west.
Crossing the Sunken Bone Abyss, he encountered many dangers, but they were all resolved in the end. He did not suffer any injuries. Even the Formless Heavenly Wind achieved a breakthrough under the pressure of a life-or-death crisis, and was promoted to Phenomenal Mastery.
With Phenomenal Mastery, Chen Zong's speed increased significantly. He avoided the giant claw falling from the sky and successfully crossed the Sunken Bone Abyss. He stepped into the boundary of the Upper Primordial Realm and the Sunken Bone Abyss, and into the Wanlie Mountain.
When Chen Zong crossed the Sunken Bone Abyss and entered the Wanlie Mountain, the giant claw paused for a moment, as if hesitating whether to cross the boundary to kill him. However, it seemed to be afraid of something, and immediately retracted.
Otherwise, if the giant claw continued to pursue him, Chen Zong did not have much confidence in resisting it.
After all, the power of the giant claw was too strong, and he was very afraid of it.
Stepping into the Wanlie Mountain, Chen Zong felt his body lighten. The feeling of being pulled by a force suddenly disappeared. Here, he could fly again.
Using the Formless Heavenly Wind, Chen Zong felt as if his body had turned into a gust of wind, about to merge with the world.
Wind … had always been colorless, formless, and formless. The Heavenly Wind Body Technique, a Phenomenal Mastery level body technique, fully excavated, interpreted, and interpreted the essence of wind.
Wandering in the sky above the Ten Thousand Crack Mountain, Chen Zong felt as though he had transformed into a gust of wind that swiftly brushed past. He was extremely light and agile, as though he was unrestrained and there was nothing in the world that could obstruct him.
Wonderful!
It was a wonderful feeling. This was the Formless Heavenly Wind that had reached Phenomenal Mastery.
Suddenly, an extremely strong sense of danger surged from the depths of his heart, causing Chen Zong to stop immediately. In front of him, a sliver of pitch-black lightning zigzagged from top to bottom. It was as if it was tearing the void in front of Chen Zong, but it was silent.
A Space Crack!
Chen Zong's expression changed greatly, and a touch of horror flashed in his eyes.
Although the Space Crack that had appeared so silently was as thin as a strand of hair, Chen Zong had no doubt that if he hadn't stopped in time and had rushed over, even with his strong physique, he wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
Even if he wasn't directly torn apart, he would definitely be injured.
Danger!
According to what Chen Zong had learned before he set off, the name of this mountain was not given randomly. It was because spatial cracks could appear in this mountain at any time.
The spatial crack was only the first characteristic. The second characteristic was the crack.
Looking down, Chen Zong could see several huge fissures running from east to west, north to south, intersecting with each other. It was as if they had been torn apart by huge spatial rifts, exuding an astonishing chill.
These mountain fissures were left behind by the ancient war. From afar, Chen Zong could feel traces of a sharp aura, like the brilliance of swords and sabers.
These fissures in the Imitation Buddha Mountain were left behind by the swords and sabers of the ancient sword masters. There were still astonishing saber and sword essences left behind.
Only such masters could carry the will in their attacks and survive for so long. From ancient times until now, it had only been weakened, but had not disappeared.
Feeling the fluctuation of the sharp aura, Chen Zong's heart suddenly moved slightly.
He was a sword cultivator. The sharp aura in the mountain fissures might be useful to him and could be comprehended.
Although the purpose of this trip was to go to the Ultimate Mystery Realm to settle the score with the Ancient Asura King and repay the favor of his inheritance, it did not mean that Chen Zong had to give up everything on the way.
The reason why Chen Zong wanted to cross the Sunken Bone Abyss as soon as possible was that there were dangers everywhere in the Sunken Bone Abyss, but there were no benefits. Even if there were, there were very few, and it was not worthwhile for him to waste time looking for them.
The rewards and risks might not be proportional.
But the Mountain of a Thousand Cracks was different. It might be worth it for him to stay for a while.
In order to settle the grudges between the Ancient Asura King and the Ancient Asura King, Chen Zong had to be strong enough. Although he wasn't weak now, if he could become stronger, Chen Zong had to grasp the corresponding opportunity.
The hair-like spatial fissures in front of him disappeared in the blink of an eye. The aura that made Chen Zong's heart palpitate also disappeared, but Chen Zong did not dare to let down his guard.
His Heart Domain spread out, covering a radius of a thousand meters. Using the Formless Heavenly Wind, his body turned into a gust of wind that blew past, and his perception of the aura fluctuations between heaven and earth became clearer and stronger.
In this way, he could detect the spatial fissures the moment they appeared and react in time to avoid being injured.
Even so, Chen Zong's falling speed was not slow at all. Not long after, he fell from a height of a thousand meters and fell into one of the fissures.
The closer he got to the fissures, the stronger the sharp aura became.
This fissures was about a thousand meters deep. Chen Zong fell directly to the bottom of the fissures, landing on his feet.
This fissures was about seven to eight meters wide and more than a thousand meters long. Chen Zong knew that it would be very difficult for him to create such a fissures.
Although he could create a longer fissures, more than a thousand meters long, it could not be so wide or so deep, and it could not allow the sharp aura to remain for eternity.
This was the difference.
It wasn't just the difference in cultivation, strength, or realms.
The difference between the strongest in the Great Saint realm and those below was like a natural chasm, as if they were two worlds apart.
Calming himself down, Chen Zong observed carefully. He could see the traces left behind here. The traces were as smooth as a mirror, indicating that the ancient sword was swift and fierce, like a sharp blade cutting through tofu.
Squatting down, Chen Zong's fingers gently brushed across a smooth spot. Traces of icy coldness spread through his fingertips, with a hint of sharpness, like the remnants of sword aura.
Gently twisting, Chen Zong closed his eyes. He gathered his essence, qi, and spirit to the extreme in an instant, carefully feeling it.
Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to see a strong master wielding a sword, and the sword aura fell from the sky.
However, this aura was too weak, causing the image to be extremely blurry and disappear in an instant. Chen Zong did not have time to taste anything from it.
It seemed that the fissures were not big enough. It did not seem to be made by a sword, but formed by the aftermath of the sword aura's destruction, causing the remnant will in it to be very weak.
If it was useful to him, it would probably have to be a remnant of an aura ten times stronger.
Without moving, Chen Zong flew up into the air again. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze swept across. In his eyes, there seemed to be traces of black light swimming around like fish or snakes. They were extremely flexible and charming.
Under the gaze of this pair of lively and charming eyes, there seemed to be wisps of aura in the originally clear and transparent void. The aura was winding and agile. Sometimes, it was like a dragon coming out of the abyss, cruising the four seas in all directions. Other times, it was like a snake coming out of its hole, wantonly swimming in the grassland.
The aura's colors were also different. They were very dazzling, like rainbows, and extremely graceful. They were also filled with completely different fluctuations and had different Daoist Rhymes.
It was the aura of Dao Intent, the mysterious aura of heaven and earth.
It was difficult to see the aura of Dao Intent with the naked eye, but Chen Zong could now because Chen Zong had obtained a tenth-grade secret technique from the Xuantian Army's treasure vault.
Secondary Remarkable Ability: Dark Pupils!
This was an eye technique secondary remarkable ability related to the soul. It had a total of four realms, and Chen Zong had cultivated it to the second realm.
After cultivating it to the first realm, one's eye power would increase greatly. Once it was activated, one could clearly see the aura in the air, turning it from invisible to visible.
Of course, this transformation could only be seen by those who cultivated the Dark Pupils or some profound eye technique. Ordinary cultivators would not be able to see it.
This way, one could more directly see the strength and direction of the aura, and more clearly distinguish its mysteries.
As for the second realm of the Dark Pupils, Chen Zong had used it when he was attacked by the three assassins in the Profound Bone Abyss. It directly attacked the opponent's soul. Although it could not shatter the opponent's soul, it would cause the opponent to be in a trance for a moment.
Once the opponent was in a trance, they would lose perfect control of their own strength. It was very disadvantageous in a battle of life and death.
It was precisely because of this that the assassin was instantly killed by Chen Zong without any resistance.
This was because Chen Zong's soul was more powerful than his.
In order to withstand the impact of the Dark Pupils, one would either have to cultivate a Secret Technique to defend one's soul consciousness, have a Secret Treasure to protect one's soul, or have a soul that was much more powerful than Chen Zong's.
However, although Chen Zong's cultivation was only at the Seventh Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage, his soul was more powerful than a Ninth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse. In fact, it was even more powerful than a Half-Step Great Saint Stage powerhouse.
It was just that he was limited by his cultivation base and could not fully unleash the potential of his soul.
If Chen Zong could become a Half-Step Great Saint Stage powerhouse one day, the power of his soul would be the best among all Half-Step Great Saint Stage powerhouses.
Under the gaze of the first realm of the Dark Pupils, Chen Zong carefully distinguished the area where the Dao Insight aura was denser and observed its direction.
Then, Chen Zong's figure flashed as he quickly moved forward.
There was a spot where the aura was the densest.
Following the aura, Chen Zong saw a huge crack.
This crack stretched for tens of thousands of meters and was dozens of meters wide. Before he even stepped into it, he could already feel the extremely tyrannical aura. The aura was like a sword wind blowing at him like a cold blade scraping his bones.
An ordinary First Heaven Saint Stage powerhouse would have to use all his strength to resist the power of this sword wind. However, it was nothing to Chen Zong. It posed no threat to him at all.
In a flash, Chen Zong's figure was as agile as a fish as he quickly dove into the huge crack.
The sword wind changed direction and turned into countless sword qi that formed a storm. It was so mighty that it seemed to be able to tear the void apart. Its power was so terrifying that even an ordinary Second Heaven Saint Stage powerhouse would have to use all his strength to resist it.
This huge fissure was at least three thousand meters deep. When Chen Zong went three thousand meters deep, the dense sharpness was extremely shocking. It was as if it had turned into a sword light that was drifting around. The aura that spread out from this terrifying sharpness made Chen Zong feel astonished.
An ordinary Third Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse would not be able to enter this place. At the very least, they would need to have the strength of an ordinary Fourth Heaven Saint Rudiment Stage powerhouse.
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