Tear!
Collapse!
Shatter!
When Chen Zong opened his eyes, he was drenched in cold sweat, which seeped out crazily and soaked his robe.
At that moment, the huge black shadow opened a pair of black and white eyes that were like those of a demon. An indescribable power directly descended on his body of consciousness.
Even though his body of consciousness had been condensed many times and was almost solid, it could not resist the demon's gaze at all. It seemed to contain a kind of supreme power that directly crushed his body of consciousness.
Fortunately, after the body of consciousness collapsed, it returned to his body and was not really destroyed. Otherwise, he would be doomed.
Once the body of consciousness was really destroyed, he would become a living dead.
However, the feeling of his body of consciousness being directly crushed was so uncomfortable that Chen Zong did not want to experience it again.
After a long while, Chen Zong felt better. Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong with his body. What was wrong?
It was not coordinated!
He tried to stand up and walk, but almost fell down. This made Chen Zong look dignified.
How could such a problem occur?
Obviously, this would affect everything about him.
Think!
Using the Heart Sutra, Chen Zong found that his thinking speed was more than ten times faster than before. It was amazing.
"I see." After thinking for a while, Chen Zong figured out the reason.
In the Sword-grinding Mountain, his body of consciousness directly entered to kill the black shadow. His body of consciousness also absorbed the black aura and kept growing stronger and stronger.
It could be said that compared to when he first entered the Sword-grinding Mountain, Chen Zong's body of consciousness was at least ten times stronger.
When such a strong consciousness returned to his body, there was a kind of disharmony, which could not be helped. Fortunately, it was not always like this. It was just a temporary disharmony, and it would be fine after he got used to it.
This required a process of adaptation and time, but it could be sped up and shortened.
Chen Zong got up and walked around slowly. He tried his best to control his body and get used to it.
At first, he walked crookedly, like a toddler learning how to walk. But Chen Zong had excellent control of his own body, so he quickly adapted to it. From learning how to walk normally, he could run and jump freely. After that, Chen Zong drew his sword and began to cultivate.
Swordplay!
The Great Path of the Sword!
After a few rounds of Basic Sword Techniques, Chen Zong began to cultivate the Great Path Sword Technique. However, he was cultivating a different Great Path Sword Technique.
There were the Extreme Edge Swordsmanship and True Aura Swordsmanship that he had learned before. There were also the two swordsmanships that he had obtained from the seed of the World Lord's core inheritance. There were also the various swordsmanships that he had obtained from killing the black shadow in the Sword Grinding Mountain.
In short, in addition to the Boundless Swordsmanship and the Rising Dragon Swordsmanship, Chen Zong cultivated the other swordsmanships that he had created, including the Heart Swordsmanship and the World Sword Technique.
Naturally, it took him more than half a day. At this point, the feeling of disharmony between his consciousness and body had been completely eliminated. Moreover, because of the strength of his consciousness, Chen Zong's control of his own body had risen to another level. Even if it was just a small improvement, it was still more amazing.
At this point, Chen Zong sheathed his sword and relaxed for a moment.
Then, Chen Zong tried again to see if he could enter the Sword Grinding Mountain again. Unfortunately, he failed. He had no clue at all. The Sword Grinding Token had completely lost its power, and the sword inscriptions on it would not appear again.
In other words, he could no longer enter the Sword Grinding Mountain.
What a pity.
Chen Zong could not help but think to himself. The Sword Grinding Mountain was undoubtedly a great opportunity for him. It was a pity that he could not enter it again.
But then again, he had also gained a lot from his trip to the Sword Grinding Mountain.
Thirteen Great Path Sword Techniques!
His consciousness had been condensed more than ten times!
The fierce battles on the edge of life and death had also greatly sharpened Chen Zong's combat experience.
All in all, even if he could not enter the Sword Grinding Mountain again, Chen Zong had gained a great deal from the above gains. At this stage, it could be said that Chen Zong's close combat strength had greatly improved, which indirectly affected his overall strength. It had also built an incomparably solid foundation, which would be of great benefit to his future cultivation.
When Chen Zong had completely adapted to it, he found that there seemed to be something more in his consciousness. He looked inside himself but did not find anything. After a careful examination, Chen Zong found that there was a pitch-black mark between his eyebrows. The mark looked like a sword mark, but it was also outlined by countless pitch-black strokes.
It seemed simple, but it also seemed to be incomparably complicated. It seemed to be direct, but it was also full of twists and turns. It seemed to contain a profound and boundless mystery that Chen Zong could not understand.
Chen Zong found a mirror and carefully observed it. The more he looked, the more surprised he was. The sword mark had a kind of unfathomable mystery, like that of a god or a demon.
The mystery was boundless, endless, and boundless.
"What's this?" Chen Zong could not help but frown. He rubbed it hard with his fingers, but he could not rub it off. It was as if it had grown directly between his eyebrows and had completely merged into one.
Chen Zong was sure that there was no black mark between his eyebrows before this, but now there was. That meant it had something to do with the Sword Grinding Mountain.
Could it be the mark of the Sword Grinding Mountain?
Looking at it carefully, it seemed to be a little similar.
Why did the mark of the Sword Grinding Mountain appear between his eyebrows?
Was it because he had entered the Sword Grinding Mountain?
Chen Zong's mind worked like lightning. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Chen Zong constantly analyzed and deduced. Finally, he came to a conclusion. The black mark between his eyebrows was most likely directly related to the black shadow that he had seen in the end.
Perhaps, it was left by the black shadow in his consciousness. After his consciousness returned to his body, it appeared between his eyebrows.
Then, what was the use of this mark?
Could he hide it?
Otherwise, with such a mark between his eyebrows, people would more or less have some guesses after seeing it.
Well, if what he guessed was true, then he would use the power of his Spirit and Consciousness to test it.
Without hesitation, Chen Zong controlled the power of his Spirit and Consciousness to touch the black mark.
As soon as he touched it, Chen Zong felt that the black mark was boundless. It was as if he had directly entered an endless darkness. In the darkness, an ancient and powerful black mountain was suspended. The mountain's shape was like a sword. It vaguely looked like the Sword Grinding Mountain.
In an instant, a figure appeared on the sword-shaped mountain. The darkness filled the world. It was almost exactly the same as the huge black figure that Chen Zong had seen in the end.
It was extremely dignified and boundless, and it seemed as if there were countless strands of sword qi coiled around him. Every single strand of sword qi represented a peak profundity of the Sword Dao, and it caused Chen Zong's heart to tremble and be extremely shocked.
What kind of existence was this?
How could this be?
It was incomprehensible!
This was beyond the level that Chen Zong could understand or even imagine.
The Sword Grinding Mountain was the holy land of Sword Principle. Chen Zong guessed that the black shadow might be the master of the Sword Grinding Mountain. It was an extremely powerful expert of the Eighth Realm, which surpassed the Seventh Realm of the Emperor Realm.
A Sword Principle Saint was a Sword Saint!
If that was the case, then it was normal that Chen Zong could not understand it.
A Saint was far beyond Chen Zong's current level. Even if Chen Zong was very confident that he could step into the Sixth Realm and become a Sword Emperor, or even the Seventh Realm and become a Jiandi in the future, it was unimaginable for him to become a Sword Principle Saint.
This was because Saints were at the highest level in the universe.
Chen Zong thought of something else. The Sword Sharpening Mountain that was guarded by a Saint of the Way of the Sword had been completely destroyed in a single night, becoming history. Even after several million years of searching, no one knew why, becoming an unsolved mystery.
If it was destroyed by an enemy, then how powerful was the enemy?
It was hair-raising!
Just thinking about it made his hair stand on end. It was too terrifying.
Suddenly, Chen Zong laughed bitterly. He thought that he was overthinking.
The Sword Grinding Mountain had been destroyed for millions of years. No matter how powerful its enemy was, it had nothing to do with him, a Third Realm.
Besides, who knew why the Sword Grinding Mountain was destroyed? There was no way to find out. Those powerful cultivators from the Holy Land had spent a lot of time searching for the reason, but they could not find the reason. What about him? He was just a Third Realm cultivator. He did not even have the right to explore the universe, let alone talk about other things.
Now, it was better to see if he could hide this black mark and not let others see it.
Chen Zong slowly approached the black mountain and the black figure. Suddenly, the black figure seemed to sense Chen Zong's aura. Its closed eyes trembled slightly, and Chen Zong felt his hair stand on end.
Previously, when Chen Zong was in the Sword Grinding Mountain, when he approached the 100-meter-tall black figure, it opened its eyes. Its eyes were as terrifying as a demon's and contained an indescribable supreme power and will. It directly caused Chen Zong's body of consciousness, which had been condensed to the extreme, to collapse.
He could not imagine what kind of power was contained in that gaze.
Now, the huge black figure's eyes were about to open. Chen Zong was instantly horrified.
Previously, he was in the Sword Sharpening Mountain. But now, he was not in the Sword Sharpening Mountain. If the body of his Spirit consciousness that he had entered collapsed again, would it really collapse completely? Would he directly turn into a living dead and die?
Just thinking about it made Chen Zong extremely horrified. Without hesitation, he immediately retreated and wanted to leave this place.
However, although Chen Zong's reaction was fast, he was still a little too slow.
In that split second, the eyes of the giant black figure still opened. A pair of black and white pupils stared at Chen Zong, its god-like eyes directly landing on Chen Zong's Spirit consciousness. Chen Zong felt an unparalleled force descend, causing his Spirit consciousness to instantly freeze, making him unable to move even a little.
In the next moment, just as Chen Zong was extremely horrified, two rays of light shot out from the pair of black and white eyes. One was black and the other was white. They were very pure, extremely pure. Like two beams of sword light, they pierced through the air and directly hit Chen Zong's frozen body of consciousness.
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