Chen Zong was surrounded by the endless sword rings of the Cyclone Dragon Lock Formation. He had to bear the attacks of the sword rings.
Each Sword Ring was the amalgamation of many Sword Rings. Each Sword Ring possessed astonishing power, giving off a feeling of indestructibility. The Sword Rings carried an astonishing binding power.
Seven Profound Swordsmanship!
Thirty-six disciples of the Seven Profound Swordsmanship Sect formed a formation and performed the Seven Profound Swordsmanship. The combination of the profundity and power of the Seven Profound Swordsmanship became even more amazing.
Chen Zong performed the Heart Swordsmanship to the extreme. He grasped everything around him and became clearer. However, because his perception became clearer, the feeling of being bound and oppressed became more obvious. It was as if there were enemies in all directions.
In the formation, Chen Zong could not see the disciples of the Seven Profound Swordsmanship Sect at all. All he could see were the sword rings. The sword rings condensed from the Seven Profound Swordsmanship emitted dazzling light and filled the surroundings as if they were endless.
Chen Zong felt as if he was trapped and could only struggle continuously. This struggle was getting weaker and weaker. If this continued, it was very likely that he would be bound and suppressed.
However, not long after, Chen Zong felt that the attacking pressure had weakened a little. Although he did not know why, he knew that this was his chance to break the formation.
Outside the formation, Hao Ming did not make a move, but his face was cold.
The power of the Seven Profound Dragon Lock Formation was extraordinary and extremely mysterious. It was not so easy to break it. Even if someone attacked from the outside, it was extremely difficult to break it unless they were extremely strong.
However, looking at the disciples of the Nine Heavens Imperial Court, although their strength was not weak, it was still difficult to compare with him. With such strength, it was still difficult to break the Seven Profound Dragon Lock Formation.
In this way, the person in the formation would be bound and would be at the mercy of others.
Hao Ming even thought that he would bind him, capture him alive, and torture him ruthlessly. Only then would the hatred in his heart be relieved.
Even though Gu Rui and the other disciples of the Nine Heaven Imperial Court took action and dispersed a portion of the Seven Profound Dragon Lock Formation's power, Chen Zong was still the main one bearing the brunt of it. Within it, he was still bearing an extremely strong pressure.
The dazzling sword ring seemed to be endless, constantly attacking from all directions. It was like a long river surging endlessly, like a violent wind blowing endlessly. There was no end to it, as if it would continue until the end of time.
Chen Zong's strength was limited. At first, he could still resist, but as time went on, it became more and more difficult to resist.
All of a sudden, a sword ring appeared and wrapped itself around Chen Zong's left arm. It shrouded Chen Zong's left arm and contracted in an instant, as if it was going to cut off Chen Zong's left arm.
Explosive power!
His sword also arrived in an instant. His swordsmanship was like a dragon, and its power was tyrannical. It immediately shattered the sword ring.
But more sword rings bombarded, making Chen Zong feel flustered for a moment.
There were too many, too dense, endless, and endless. Although the Heart Swordsmanship could sense the surroundings and grasp their trajectories, when the number and power reached a certain level, it would still have a serious impact.
This had already exceeded the control level of the entry-level Heart Swordsmanship.
Even so, Chen Zong was not discouraged. Instead, he was tenacious and unyielding, constantly waving his sword and performing the Heart Swordsmanship.
The Heart Swordsmanship was fully operated and would not be affected. This allowed Chen Zong to better resist the sword rings.
"This sword should be like this."
"This sword should be like this."
Even though he was at a disadvantage and resisting was very difficult, he did not give up. Instead, he kept resisting and using this to hone himself.
Everything could be honed!
But even so, Chen Zong felt tired. His strength was constantly being consumed, and so was his mental strength. He became more and more exhausted. That kind of exhaustion went straight to the depths of his Spirit. A sense of powerlessness gradually spread and swept over him like a tide.
Chen Zong felt like a dehydrated fish, about to suffocate. It was extremely uncomfortable.
"Give up. You're so tired. It's just a futile struggle."
It was as if there was a voice from the depths of his heart. It sounded like a sigh of vicissitudes.
"Give up. Don't fight anymore. It's useless."
"Give up. Have a good rest."
"Give up …" A voice with vicissitudes of life constantly sounded from the depths of Chen Zong's heart. The voice was faintly discernible and intermittent, as if it came from the endless void. It seemed to float into Chen Zong's ears from the outside, but it also seemed to ring directly in his ears. For a moment, Chen Zong could not tell whether it came from the outside or from the inside.
However, Chen Zong could clearly tell that the voice clearly came from the bottom of his heart. It was a voice that came from the depths of his heart. When he listened carefully, it was clearly his own voice. It was as if he could no longer hold on in the depths of his heart and was advising himself to give up, to not resist, to not struggle. It was all in vain and a waste of energy.
"You want me to give up? It's absolutely impossible." Chen Zong did not speak, but responded to the voice that kept telling him to give up with his thoughts.
"Give up. It's just a futile struggle." The voice continued to sound.
Chen Zong knew very well that it was not a voice from the outside world, but a voice that truly belonged to him. It was because the pressure from the outside world was too strong, and it caused him to be too tired. It was similar to the existence of an inner demon.
If he obeyed it, he would relax, but he would also be bound and captured alive.
If he did not obey, he might be exhausted because of it. In serious cases, he might even die because of it. That kind of death was not the death of the body of the Divine Form, but the death of his consciousness. It was a real death.
However, Chen Zong did not hesitate at all. Without any consideration, he eliminated the former and chose the latter.
All along the way, Chen Zong had faced countless difficulties, hardships, and setbacks. He'd faced countless life and death situations, yet he'd never given up. He'd never even had the thought of giving up. Not in the past, not now, and not in the future.
His heart was so firm, so firm this time.
An indescribable sharpness grew in his heart. Like a peerless divine sword, it slashed out and directly obliterated all the bewitching voices into nothingness.
The moment the voices were obliterated, the sword also seemed to have cut through something. Vaguely, Chen Zong seemed to hear a cracking sound, as if something had broken.
As the cracking sound rang out, waves of enlightenment surged into his heart and spread out.
In an instant, the tenth Divine Mark of the Way of the Heart also condensed.
As soon as the tenth Divine Mark of the Way of the Heart was condensed, it rapidly condensed at an astonishing speed. It was almost tangible, and the aura that spread out became even more mysterious and powerful.
Then, the tenth Divine Mark of the Way of the Heart and the tenth Sword Mark approached each other and fused together. Its power increased explosively again.
At the same time, Chen Zong felt that his Heart's Sword technique had also improved. It had broken through that boundary.
Small success!
The Heart's Sword technique had improved from the beginner level to the small success level.
The feeling of controlling the surroundings more than doubled in an instant. Vaguely, Chen Zong felt as if he could control the surroundings.
In the past, the feeling of control was just a pure feeling. In fact, it was an illusion because his perception of the surroundings had become clearer.
But now, Chen Zong knew that it was not an illusion. It seemed that he could really affect the surroundings.
Using his sword technique and the Heart's Sword technique to guide, he caused the surroundings to be affected by his sword technique and move according to his will.
Of course, it was very subtle.
Chen Zong swung his sword. Instantly, the trajectory of one of the sword rings shifted slightly. That slight shift seemed to be extremely slight, like the slight flapping of a butterfly's wings that brought about an imperceptible breeze.
However, that gust of wind was able to unleash an extraordinary power.
At that moment, Chen Zong felt that he was playing chess. The swordsmanship was the player, the sword rings were the chess pieces, and his heart was the way of chess.
At first, Chen Zong felt that it was very difficult. But as he worked hard, he gradually affected the sword rings around him. The sword rings seemed to be endless and kept attacking, but they could no longer pose a strong threat to Chen Zong like before.
Gradually, Chen Zong felt that he could move freely. It was as if he could control the world. The sword rings were like chess pieces. They were shifted by his swordsmanship and swept past him. They could not hit him.
Chen Zong even thought about whether he could affect the sword rings around him more strongly and make them consume each other. But he found that it was difficult to do. With his current level of swordsmanship, it was still difficult to do. He always felt that his power was not enough.
Chen Zong knew that it was because his level of swordsmanship was not enough. But it did not matter. As long as he continued to practice, he would reach that level sooner or later. As for now, although he could not make the sword rings cancel each other out, it was enough to affect them. The sword rings could not really hit him, and their threat was reduced several times.
While performing the Heart Swordsmanship of the Small Success Realm, Chen Zong looked for flaws.
When the Heart Swordsmanship reached the Small Success Realm, the Way of the Heart and the Way of the Sword were both at the Low Realm. After the fusion, the power of Chen Zong's sword was even more powerful.
If the Heartsword technique at the entry level could be said to have the power of a rank one Profound Martial Art, then the Heartsword technique at the small success level could be said to have the power of a rank two Profound Martial Art.
Every sword had the power of a second-order Ao Wu, but the power consumed was only at the level of an ordinary swordsmanship. It was undoubtedly amazing.
With the Heart Swordsmanship of the Small Success Realm and the Heart Sutra, Chen Zong gradually created flaws.
The Fall of the Heavenly River!
The moment the flaws appeared, Chen Zong broke out with his strongest sword. The deep blue sword light turned into the water of the Heavenly River, as if pouring down from the sky. It was so mighty that it seemed to be able to destroy everything. It was unparalleled and invincible.
Now, Chen Zong had two moves of the tenth-order Ao Wu. One was the Fall of the Heavenly River that came with the Heavenly River Sword, and the other was a sword attack of Divine Will that he created himself. It was originally called Hymn of the Wind, but after Chen Zong completely digested what he had learned from the Small Way Manual, he upgraded it to the tenth-order Ao Wu level and renamed it Hymn of the Wind and Rain in the Pavilion, which suited his experience in the Small Way Manual.
In the current situation, Hymn of the Wind and Rain in the Pavilion was obviously not suitable. The Fall of the Heavenly River was more suitable, and its frontal power was stronger.
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