The dimly lit hall was spacious and empty.
The sword light was pitch-black, shining in the darkness like a shooting star.
Chen Zong stepped back again. His steps were unsteady. His right arm was bleeding, and his back was also torn open. His robe was soaked with blood.
However, the Self Realm didn't have the slightest bit of mercy. He didn't hold back at all. His expression was ice-cold and his eyes were filled with chilliness. His sword flew through the air and in an instant, the sword light trembled like the tongue of a poisonous snake. It contained many variations.
Retreat, retreat, retreat!
This sword made Chen Zong feel that it was difficult to resist. He could only keep stepping back to open the distance.
However, his opponent's speed was extremely fast. The sword suddenly became stable, and its speed increased. It turned into a shooting star and broke through the air.
He waved his sword to resist!
Chen Zong only felt a strong force hit his sword directly, as if the sword in his hand was going to be knocked away. His right arm was numb.
Chen Zong didn't believe that his opponent's strength hadn't been consumed.
There must be a consumption, and it wouldn't be much less than his. But even so, his opponent could still maintain the highest strength in every attack.
One sword followed by another, and each sword came one after another. Chen Zong struggled to wave his sword to resist. Under the surging power of each sword, his right arm was getting more and more numb, as if he was going to lose all feeling.
The tenth sword!
The sword in his hand was knocked away again. His right arm was almost completely numb, and he couldn't gather his strength. Chen Zong felt sore all over his body.
The eleventh sword!
That sword, like a shooting star passing through the darkness, and like a black thunder tearing the void, arrived in an instant.
It went forward with indomitable will!
It showed no mercy!
Chen Zong's whole body trembled, as if he had sunk into an ice abyss. His whole body was cold and stiff, and he couldn't move. Even his mind seemed to be frozen.
This was a fatal sword!
This was a sword with death!
Death … came!
Chen Zong was not willing to accept the arrival of death.
He stared with his eyes wide open, and all his mind was focused.
In an instant, it seemed as if time and space had slowed down, and the sword that Chen Xi executed seemed to have slowed down as well. It was like the speed of a shooting star had been reduced to the speed of a snail.
In the time it took for a spark to fly off a piece of flint, countless fragments of spiritual light surged out in an instant, surging mightily.
These spiritual lights were accumulated by Chen Zong over and over again under pressure.
Once the opportunity arrived, it would naturally erupt, converging into a stream and surging into a river.
Countless inspirations surged in the Divine Sea.
Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to understand something.
It was an indescribable feeling. It was as if a blocked pipe had suddenly been unblocked, making it unobstructed and unrestrained.
Chen Zong only felt as if his consciousness had been shattered by an extremely mysterious force, and then it swept out and dispersed to every part of his body. It was everywhere.
Strands of power seeped out from every part of his body, converging into a stream that surged violently.
In the blink of an eye, the wounds on his body were rapidly shrinking. Although they were not completely healed, no blood flowed out because the wounds had closed.
His numb right arm and exhausted body seemed to have been reborn, filled with energy. Even though the energy was not much in his perception, it was the leftover energy from his intense battle, but it contained an astonishing might.
With this tyrannical power that seemed to be at its peak, Chen Zong's reaction became more agile.
Dodge!
In an instant, Chen Zong immediately moved to the side to avoid the fatal sword. At the same time, the Sunken Night Sword pierced through the void in an instant.
In this state, Chen Zong only felt that the Sunken Night Sword seemed to have become much lighter. This caused the sword to not only erupt with the most tyrannical power that he could now unleash, but also the speed of the sword was astonishing.
Obviously, this sword was beyond the opponent's expectations.
However, the opponent's reaction was very fast. He quickly dodged, but Chen Zong still pierced through his shoulder.
However, the opponent's expression did not change at all, as if it was not his body that had been pierced.
His strength was not affected in the slightest, and he quickly counterattacked with his sword.
Chen Zong could notice that the opponent's wound did not bleed at all. It closed in an instant.
Fight!
Since he had also comprehended the mystery, Chen Zong's strength seemed to have recovered, and he continued to fight fiercely.
Compared to the opponent, he had just comprehended this strange mystery, while the opponent seemed to have mastered it skillfully.
However, as the battle continued, Chen Zong continued to improve. This was his own ability, a super strong learning ability.
Fight, fight, fight!
In the chaos, there seemed to be a sea of flowers. A provocative body was lazily half-lying on a flower chair. Her extremely beautiful eyes were breathtaking, and there was a trace of amusement and curiosity in them.
"You actually comprehended the mystery of self earlier than I expected." Hua Ji's red lips were slightly open, and her extremely moving voice filled the air, but no one else heard it.
Chen Zong did not know Hua Ji's surprise, and he continued to fight fiercely with his opponent.
In this incomparably mysterious state, it was as though all the injuries on one's body were not an obstacle. It was as though one could not feel them. Regardless of how much energy was consumed, the remaining energy would ultimately be able to erupt with the strongest might, allowing one's attack and defence to reach the limit.
Ten moves!
Twenty moves!
Thirty moves!
Even though his body was covered in blood, Chen Zong seemed to become more and more courageous as he fought.
Forty moves!
Fifty moves!
Time passed slowly, and the battle continued without rest.
The same brilliant swordsmanship, the same powerful strength. For a moment, Chen Zong and his other self were evenly matched.
It was impossible for his opponent to defeat him like before, but it was also impossible for him to defeat his opponent.
His strength continued to be consumed until it reached its limit.
Both sides had to stop and stare at each other. No one moved.
"Congratulations, you've succeeded in your challenge." Suddenly, a smile appeared on his other self's face.
Chen Zong was stunned when he heard that.
Was the Ninth Realm not about defeating the opponent?
Was it about comprehending this mystery?
In an instant, Chen Zong came to a realization.
As soon as the other party finished speaking, he retreated and disappeared into the darkness.
Darkness spread and returned to chaos.
Chen Zong waited quietly. In the next moment, chaos reopened, and Chen Zong appeared in the sea of flowers again. A charming figure was faintly discernible in the sea of flowers.
"You're more outstanding than I thought." Hua Ji's voice sounded, and she did not hide her admiration. Immediately, she changed the topic, "However, you can't be complacent, because there are many people in the universe who are more outstanding than you."
Chen Zong was not discouraged. Instead, he noticed the word "universe" in her words.
Hua Ji was not talking about the Tianyuan Sacred Region, nor the Lingwu Sacred World, but the universe.
Chen Zong, who once had a fortuitous encounter, seemed to have entered the universe as if his soul had left his body. Therefore, he knew very well that the universe was vast and boundless, and the Lingwu Sacred World was just one of the worlds.
Worlds like the Lingwu Sacred World were as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River in the universe.
He might be the most talented person in the Lingwu Sacred World, unprecedented in history, but in the entire universe, he might not be much.
However, if there were no existences more outstanding than him, wouldn't it be meaningless?
"Senior Hua Ji, I've already passed the Ninth Realm. How can I remove the seal on my body?" Chen Zong asked.
"In your world, the so-called strongest person is at the Great Saint Stage." Hua Ji said. Chen Zong immediately listened attentively, "But in the universe, the Great Saint Realm is nothing. It's only the qualification to survive in the universe."
Hearing this, Chen Zong's expression changed drastically. He was shocked.
It was true!
In the Lingwu Sacred World, the Great Saint Realm was called the strongest person. They were supreme and had unparalleled strength. They could dominate the world.
The number of Great Saints in the entire Lingwu Sacred World was less than a hundred, maybe even less than fifty.
How many cultivators were there in the entire Lingwu Sacred World?
It was impossible to calculate.
Such a strong person only had the qualification to survive in the universe?
Chen Zong felt that this was the most shocking news he had ever heard.
Previously, he was still thinking that when the Asura clone reached the half-step Great Saint Realm, he would enter the universe to find the other inheritances left behind by the Nirvana Sword Master.
Now, it seemed that he was too naive.
Half-step Great Sage realm was nothing in the universe.
"Senior Hua Ji, is there a higher realm above the Great Saint Realm?" Chen Zong could not help but ask. He had temporarily forgotten about the seal on his body.
"The Great Saint Realm is just a name for some low-level worlds. In the entire system of strong people, it is the lowest level." Hua Ji smiled and said, "These are too far away for you now. You only need to know that the mysteries you have now are things that some strong people in the universe have not yet grasped."
Chen Zong suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Mysteries?
What did she mean?
"The Self Freedom State allows you to completely control yourself. It can resist all negative attacks to the greatest extent. Whether it is injuries or energy consumption, you can maintain the best combat strength." Hua Ji's tone was slightly serious.
Chen Zong's expression was solemn. He had already experienced the mysteries of this state.
Perhaps, it could not directly increase his combat strength, but it could make his combat strength soar.
"The Self Freedom State allows you to completely control your own strength. Breaking a mere seal is nothing." Hua Ji smiled and said.
Chen Zong immediately calmed down.
He calmed his heart, held his breath, and concentrated.
Chen Zong only felt that his consciousness seemed to have completely fallen into darkness, and he kept moving forward in the darkness.
It seemed that a long, long time had passed, but it also seemed that it was just a moment. Light appeared, and his consciousness, as sharp as a sword, rushed out of the darkness and into the light.
In an instant, traces of white appeared in Chen Zong's eyes. They were as thin as silk and almost undetectable.
In an instant, Chen Zong felt an incomparably magical change. He seemed to have a high degree of control over his own body, perfect control.
Inside his body, countless black threads were spread out, but at this moment, they became very orderly.
Chen Zong could feel that his power had been sealed.
"Explode!"
A low shout suddenly sounded in his consciousness. In an instant, a black thread collapsed under the impact of the tyrannical power.
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