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The White Jade Sword Road was only about a meter wide. It looked like it was going straight, but it was actually winding like a snake. It was surrounded by a vast sea of clouds. It was bottomless and boundless, and it was magnificent.
A figure was running at high speed. His footsteps were like the wind, and he kept moving forward on the White Jade Sword Road.
It was Chen Zong!
Filled with excitement and anticipation, Chen Zong kept running at high speed. A Fourth Realm expert could fly in the air. A Fifth Realm expert could do the same, and they could be even faster. However, Chen Zong also realized that he could not fly in the air at all. He could only keep running on the White Jade Sword Road.
Go, go, go!
The Celestial Demon Sword Manual gave Chen Zong an extremely powerful physique and cultivation strength. It was extremely powerful and vast, and Chen Zong's endurance was incomparable. He would not feel tired even if he ran for long distances. Moreover, his cultivation technique was constantly circulating, and it automatically absorbed the vitality around him to replenish his energy. As long as he did not consume too much of his energy, he could always be in a state of circulation.
However, Chen Zong soon realized that his energy was being consumed, and it was very difficult to recover it. Even if the Celestial Demon Sword Manual was constantly circulating, he could only absorb a small amount of vitality to recover his energy. It could not keep up with the speed of his energy consumption.
Even if Chen Zong consciously slowed down and reduced his energy consumption, it was the same. His recovery speed could not keep up with the speed of his energy consumption.
Moreover, once his speed was reduced, Chen Zong felt as if he would be annihilated. It seemed that if he was not fast enough, some terrifying giant beast would appear behind him and swallow him whole. However, when he turned his head to look, there was nothing behind him, there was nothing.
However, the strong sense of danger was still there. When he was fast, the sense of danger would weaken. When he slowed down, the sense of danger would increase. This spurred Chen Zong to maintain a certain speed.
To save energy consumption as much as possible and maintain a certain speed, Chen Zong needed to improve his control of his own energy.
However, Chen Zong's control over his own strength had already reached an astonishing level. It was something that countless Fifth Realm cultivators could not compare to. It was not an easy task to further enhance his strength.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry. His mind was calm and unperturbed. While maintaining a high speed, he focused his mind and tempered his control of power. With the help of the Heart Sutra, Chen Zong gained something every moment. Although the gains were very small, they accumulated over time.
Chen Zong also noticed that the White Jade Sword Path was not straight, but curved. For example, Chen Zong could see the White Jade Sword Path above his head. In reality, his head was facing down, but the White Jade Sword Path seemed to have a suction force that prevented him from falling.
Straight, left and right, up and down, spiral …
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept over. The gust of wind carried an astonishing sharpness. It seemed to be formed by Sword Qi. With a whistling sound, it locked onto Chen Zong and bombarded him with a force that could destroy the world.
Chen Zong's expression changed. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation on the White Jade Sword Path.
The power of the Sword Qi Storm was so terrifying that it made Chen Zong tremble in fear. He could only dodge.
In an instant, Chen Zong's figure drifted. As a phantom appeared, he dodged the Sword Qi Storm. However, the White Jade Sword Path was only a meter wide. After dodging the Sword Qi Storm, Chen Zong could not avoid being separated from the White Jade Sword Path. His figure paused slightly and was about to fall into the endless sea of clouds.
In the face of danger, Chen Zong did not panic. He stamped his feet repeatedly. The Sword Energy of the Sea Splitting Sword burst out through the soles of his feet and stepped into the void. In an instant, the void seemed to have become solid. As Chen Zong stamped his feet three times in a row, a force shook up and pushed Chen Zong's body to the White Jade Sword Path. He landed on the White Jade Sword Path again and continued to run.
Not long after, Chen Zong encountered another obstacle. This time, it was not the Sword Qi Storm, but countless Sword Qi that bombarded him directly from the front. Each Sword Qi condensed a terrifying power that could penetrate everything. It seemed that it would directly smash Chen Zong into pieces.
Chen Zong looked solemn. He could not avoid it. Hundreds of Sword Qi bombarded him directly from the front and covered a very wide area. However, the White Jade Sword Path was only a meter wide. Coupled with the special environment, Chen Zong knew that he could not avoid it. Once he avoided it, he would be separated from the White Jade Sword Path. It would be very difficult for him to step back in the air again.
The three steps just now seemed simple, but Chen Zong knew clearly how difficult it was. Moreover, those three steps directly consumed a lot of his cultivation power.
In that case, he would just chop it.
Without stopping, he unsheathed the Guiyue Sword in an instant. It drew a sharp sword light like a crescent moon. In an instant, the Sword Qi was vast and mighty. The silver-white sword light seemed to split the void and directly collided with the Sword Qi that was bombarding him.
Chop, chop, chop!
If he did not chop it, he would not be able to break it. Otherwise, he would not be able to break through the Sword Qi. The sense of danger behind him was also constantly approaching.
Unconsciously, it seemed that essence, qi, and spirit had been integrated into the sword. The sword light became more and more powerful.
After cutting through the Sword Qi, Chen Zong took a step forward. His body was as sharp as a sword, but as flexible as a fish. He easily passed through the gaps of the Sword Qi. He did not touch the other Sword Qi and was not attacked.
Go, go, go!
Behind him, there was an invisible threat. Chen Zong didn't know what kind of danger he would face if he slowed down or even stopped. He also didn't know if that danger would truly threaten his life. These were all things that he couldn't predict. He couldn't gamble on luck.
If he failed, the result would be death.
Chen Zong would not gamble on something that he had no confidence in. He did not want to gamble. Instead, he wanted to fight for a chance of survival for himself. This chance of survival was to keep rushing forward and running.
However, how long was the White Jade Sword Path?
There was no end in sight.
It was fine for a short time, but if it went on for a long time without an end, it was enough to affect people's minds and eventually make them collapse. Even Chen Zong was no exception.
Now, Chen Zong was running continuously, his eyes sharp and determined.
A sword practitioner should have no distracting thoughts. He should press forward with indomitable will.
Time passed slowly. Chen Zong kept running. His strength was constantly consumed. He had less than half of his strength left.
From time to time, various kinds of Sword Qi would attack Chen Zong and threaten him. Chen Zong had to deal with it, either by dodging or breaking through it head-on. He broke through the obstacles and continued to move forward.
Chen Zong was in an indescribable state of tension. His essence, qi, spirit, and mind were tense. This kind of tension was helpful for the mobilization and application of his strength.
A clear and transparent Sword Heart pressed forward with indomitable will.
Obstacles and tribulations were all part of tempering.
This seemingly endless Sword Path was also training.
Chen Zong told himself this, but as time passed, he inevitably felt a little irritated. Why hadn't he reached the end yet?
The voice from before was probably not a hallucination, but the reason why he had gone to Taihao Mountain. Even though time had passed and his continuous cultivation had improved, and his desire to go there had lessened, Chen Zong still hadn't forgotten his original goal.
What's more, that was a Sword Principle Saint.
If he could meet a Sword Saint and receive his guidance, it would be a great opportunity.
In order to obtain such an opportunity, he had risked his life to leave Wanyuan Island. During that time, he had been chased by the Sky-splitting Sword Emperor and had almost died. He had escaped into the Space Crack and narrowly escaped death. He had passed through the Chaotic Territory and encountered many life and death crises. In the end, he had arrived at Mount Taihao, passed the assessment, and become a disciple of Mount Taihao.
He had not done all of this for nothing. He had reaped quite a lot of rewards. These rewards were equivalent to his own wealth, his own accumulation.
If he had something to rely on, he would not be like a rootless duckweed. He would not be lost easily.
If he had a goal, he would be more determined. The more determined he was, the more elite he would be.
Unknowingly, under the circumstances that even Chen Zong himself didn't notice, his Sword Heart was being tempered time and time again, and it became even more tenacious, transparent, and capable of seeing through all illusions and defeating all bewilderment, and it wasn't deceived by external forces.
Swinging the sword!
Unknowingly, the sword light had become more and more condensed. Every stroke seemed to be able to cut through everything. All the power of Essence, Qi, and Spirit condensed on it.
Every slash of the sword carried an extremely shocking might. However, the power within every slash was completely restrained. It was extremely condensed and did not leak outwards. As a result, it was even harder for people to sense the power contained within the sword, making it even harder to defend against.
All this seemed to be done unconsciously. Chen Zong himself did not notice it. Because at this moment, Chen Zong was constantly moving forward, swinging his sword, and repeating the same thing. His whole mind and will were immersed in a wonderful state.
A pair of eyes were watching Chen Zong. They were observing Chen Zong's every move and reaction.
That pair of eyes was like the eyes of a god. They were high up and could see through everything.
Unknowingly, Chen Zong did not notice the passage of time. Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him. The figure seemed to be transparent, but at the same time, it was not. It held a long sword and stood tall in front of Chen Zong, blocking his advance.
Kill!
Without any hesitation, Chen Zong's arm shook and his wrist twisted. In an instant, the sword light with unparalleled sharpness pierced through the sky and arrived before him in an instant.
In the air, there seemed to be a sharp whistling sound, but it was very faint. It was so faint that it was difficult to hear it with one's ears. However, the whistling sound of the sword was heard. It seemed to be everywhere, directly attacking the Divine Will.
With only one stroke, the sword-wielding figure in front of him was defeated before he could react.
Immediately, the second sword-wielding figure appeared. It was also defeated by Chen Zong with one stroke.
One after another, sword-wielding silhouettes appeared, but they were all defeated by Chen Zong one after another. However, the later the sword-wielding silhouettes appeared, the better their swordsmanship was, and the stronger their strength was. Chen Zong was no longer able to defeat them with a single sword strike. Instead, he fell into a bitter battle.
The bitter fight was also a form of training. Like a whetstone, it constantly sharpened the sword edge, making it even sharper and more amazing.
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