Every three days or so, the sword patterns on the blade would be restored. Chen Zong could enter it again with his consciousness to challenge and sharpen his swordsmanship. Over and over again, his swordsmanship improved unknowingly.
Even though it was still the ninety-nine mysteries of the Ninefold True Sword, every mystery was improved from the basics, becoming more and more shocking. His swordsmanship became more concise, but its power increased unknowingly.
However, the further he went, the more difficult it became. After all, there were more sword-wielding figures, which increased the pressure on Chen Zong, making it difficult to deal with.
Unknowingly, half a year had passed. Chen Zong entered the sword blade to challenge many times, but he stopped at nine hundred and ninety-nine. After killing nine hundred and ninety-nine, he was also killed. This was already the seventh time, and he stopped at nine hundred and ninety-nine, unable to go beyond that.
Bottleneck!
Chen Zong knew that he had reached a bottleneck, and this bottleneck was obviously not easy to break through.
Chen Zong had a premonition that if he could break through this bottleneck, his swordsmanship would improve greatly. It would not be an ordinary improvement, but a qualitative improvement. His swordsmanship would enter a new realm, a higher realm.
However, it was very difficult. It was very difficult to break through. Chen Zong had no clue at all.
This time, Lin Ming came again.
"Senior." Chen Zong bowed. He was very grateful to Lin Ming. If Lin Ming did not insist on accepting him into the Dao Alliance, it would be difficult for him to get these opportunities. Although his strength would improve, it would not be so fast.
Without side effects, improving fast enough was an invisible advantage. He would not be left behind when competing with his peers, and even have the chance to catch up with his seniors.
Many times, if he was one step ahead, as long as he kept moving forward bravely, he could be ahead of others.
"Come with me, I'll take you to see someone," Lin Ming said directly.
Last time, Lin Ming came and took Chen Zong to see someone. That person was the current leader of the Dao Alliance, the Primitive Emperor. What about this time?
Was he going to see the Primitive Emperor again?
Chen Zong instinctively felt that it should not be.
Then who could it be?
The deputy leader of the Dao Alliance?
Or a Venerable of the Dao Alliance?
Anything was possible.
However, no matter who it was, he believed that Lin Ming would not harm him. Chen Zong did not refuse and calmly followed him.
The Seventh Heaven of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court was the Higher Heavens Heaven. The person Chen Zong wanted to meet was in the Higher Heavens Heaven.
Under Lin Ming's lead, Chen Zong arrived at a mountain peak. The mountain peak stood perfectly straight on the ground. From a distance, it looked just like a giant sword that pointed towards the heavens, giving off an astonishingly sharp aura. There seemed to be strands of aura surrounding the mountain peak, faintly discernible and containing an illusory feeling, causing the mountain peak to appear as though it existed between the real and the fake.
This indescribable feeling of profoundness caused Chen Zong to be inwardly astonished.
"This is the Illusory Sword Peak." Lin Ming pointed at the peak and said, "I'll send you here. I won't go up."
At the foot of the mountain, Lin Ming smiled at Chen Zong and said, "Go up by yourself. The person you want to see is in the Illusory Sword Palace at the top of the mountain."
After saying that, Lin Ming smiled and turned to leave.
Chen Zong looked at Lin Ming's departing figure, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the mountain peak ten thousand meters away.
This mountain peak was like a sword and seemed to be shrouded in a layer of illusory fog. It seemed to be very tall, but also not very tall. The illusory feeling was very strange.
"Illusory Sword Peak …" Chen Zong muttered to himself, "Whose cave abode is this?"
There was no doubt that this should be the cave abode of a human, or a member of the Dao Alliance. Otherwise, Lin Ming would not have brought him here.
And a human who could have a cave abode in the Seventh Heaven must be a Fifth Level expert.
It should be known that a Fourth Level expert like Lin Ming had a cave abode in the Fifth Heaven, not the Sixth.
From this point, it could be seen that the owner of this cave abode was not ordinary.
Then, who could it be?
As he pondered, Chen Zong stepped forward and quickly reached the foot of the mountain peak and began to climb.
When Chen Zong really stepped into the mountain peak, there seemed to be light and shadow twisting for an instant and then disappearing. Chen Zong thought that it was an illusion.
Climbing the mountain!
Step by step, Chen Zong continued to climb. This was a staircase for climbing the mountain. Each step seemed to be made of white jade, pure and flawless, without a speck of dust. It was as if someone had been carefully wiping it at all times. It was so shiny that it could reflect one's reflection, and there was also a warm feeling to it. It was suffused with a faint halo.
Walking on the stairs, Chen Zong felt that the aura was peaceful. His whole body seemed to be immersed in it, and he felt very comfortable. He had a feeling that he would continue to walk on and not leave.
Go!
One step, two steps, three steps, one step, two steps, three steps …
Time passed by. Chen Zong kept going up, but no matter how he walked, he could not reach the end.
Suddenly, Chen Zong stopped. His eyes, which were originally a little blurred and a little blissful, flashed by in a flash, and he instantly became clear again.
"Although I enjoyed it, it was ultimately an illusion." Chen Zong sighed as if he was talking to himself. Soon after, he waved his hand casually as if he was brushing away a wisp of dust. In an instant, the white jade staircase seemed to have been eroded by thousands of years as it changed in an instant. Its smooth glow swiftly dimmed. Finally, it was covered with mottled spots as if it was about to decay.
"I've seen through it. It's useless even if it's like this." Chen Zong smiled gently again and waved his hand again. The mottled white jade staircase, which seemed to have decayed, changed again. It looked like an ordinary bluestone staircase with a bit of gray on it.
At a glance, there were bits of gray and white ancient bluestone staircase. On both sides of the stairs, there were trees growing and strange stones scattered. It looked ordinary, but it contained an indescribable charm.
And this was the real thing.
Raising his head, Chen Zong looked up and saw that there were still a hundred steps left before he reached the top.
It was just a hundred steps, nothing much. Chen Zong took one step at a time, and soon, he had passed the hundred steps and reached the peak.
At the top of the peak, there was a Sword Palace. The Sword Palace was cyan, as if it was made of green jade. There seemed to be a faint layer of brilliance covering it. It was very exquisite, and Chen Zong felt that it was simple and unadorned.
Strangely, Chen Zong had not seen anyone so far.
For example, in the Heart Sword Peak, there were other people besides him, who were all attendants. Could it be that there were no attendants on the Illusory Sword Peak?
Stepping forward, Chen Zong walked towards the Sword Palace. The door of the Sword Palace was closed. Just as Chen Zong was about to knock on the door, he suddenly felt a wave of sword aura coming from afar. It directly attracted Chen Zong's attention, because the wave gave Chen Zong a mysterious and unfathomable feeling.
A look of uncertainty flashed across Chen Zong's face.
Whose cave residence is this Illusory Sword Peak?
His guess should be right. It must be the cave residence of a Human Race expert in the Dao Alliance. But who is it?
There were definitely Fifth Level experts, but the Dao Alliance didn't lack Fifth Level experts. In fact, it wasn't just one or two. The Dao Alliance alone was more powerful than any of the Holy Lands in the Void. Even if the Four Great Holy Lands combined, they still wouldn't be a match for the Dao Alliance.
For example, the Primitive Emperor. Chen Zong felt that the Primitive Emperor was extremely terrifying. He was like a bottomless abyss. In the past, Chen Zong had also met the first Sovereign of the Will Heavenly Palace, who was also known as the first Sovereign of the Void, the Master of Will. However, thinking back, the Master of Will was still inferior to the Primitive Emperor.
Chen Zong even guessed that the Primitive Emperor might have surpassed the Fifth Realm to become a Sixth Realm expert.
In the Void, the Sovereign Realm was the ultimate, and the Sovereign Realm corresponded to the Fifth Realm in the universe.
However, after cultivating, Chen Zong deeply understood that even if it was the corresponding level, the strength of the cultivators in the universe was far superior to that of the Void. For example, in the Third Realm, the Divine Image Realm was much stronger than the Transcendent Realm. It was at least several times stronger.
Similarly, the difference between the Sovereign Realm and the Fifth Realm was at least several times stronger.
Countless thoughts flashed through Chen Zong's mind, but he didn't continue thinking. Since he was already here, there was no point in thinking more.
Lin Ming said that he was bringing him to meet someone, but the prerequisite was that he had to get the permission of that person, which was the Illusory Sword Peak Master's permission. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to come.
Since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it.
The door of the Illusory Sword Palace was closed, but there were sword aura fluctuations coming from other places. Chen Zong thought about it and immediately walked in the direction of the sword aura fluctuations.
As he walked slowly, he felt that the sword aura in the air was getting clearer and clearer. It seemed to be giving off a kind of guiding feeling, as if it was telling Chen Zong to walk over.
This feeling was very strange, as if the aura was a living thing. This feeling was very novel and unprecedented for Chen Zong.
Was it his imagination?
Or was it really so?
Gritting his teeth, Chen Zong's anxiety dissipated a little. He quickened his pace and quickly walked in the direction of the aura. The aura became more and more obvious, clearer and stronger.
Finally, Chen Zong saw a figure. The sword aura was constantly spreading out from that figure.
Looking more carefully, the figure was holding a sword and dancing.
Practicing swordsmanship!
It was a figure practicing swordsmanship. Every time he displayed a sword move, a wonderful aura would spread out. The aura filled the air and dissipated, forming a guide to guide Chen Zong.
However, when Chen Zong arrived, the guiding aura disappeared. It was as if the aura really wanted to attract Chen Zong.
Chen Zong did not get too close. Instead, he stared and observed from a distance.
Some people were very afraid of being watched by others when practicing swordsmanship. It was okay if it was just ordinary swordsmanship, but if it was some more secret swordsmanship, they did not like to be seen by others.
Experts all had their own temperaments. Chen Zong did not know what kind of temperament this person had. If he angered him, it would not be good for him.
However, as he looked at it, Chen Zong had a feeling of being attracted. Unknowingly, he took a step closer. Because the distance was too far, although he could see it, it felt like it was separated by a layer of gauze or a layer of fog. There was a hazy feeling, and it was difficult to see clearly.
The sword light danced, causing a slight sword wind to whistle endlessly. Sword shadows filled the air.
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