Because of Ye Tianfeng's interference, in the end, Baili Wuyun was able to fight with Chen Zong as he wished. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he defeated Chen Zong and crippled him, allowing Baili Yan's follow-up plan to succeed.
When Baili Wuyun left, he did not have the calm and unhurried look he had when he came. On the contrary, his expression was extremely cold, and the aura around him was filled with a shocking chill and killing intent. It made people not dare to look at him directly, and they could only feel chills all over their bodies.
Baili Yan's expression was also very ugly.
Chen Zong looked deeply at Tantai Baimu. His eyes were very calm and very deep, but it made Tantai Baimu feel a chill, and his heart trembled.
He was very clear about what he had done, and what his goal was. Unfortunately, it did not work, and he did not get rid of Chen Zong. Next, he might face this person's revenge.
In Sky Phoenix City, maybe he would not attack, but if he left Sky Phoenix City, he would definitely attack. Tantai Baimu was very sure.
Go!
Without hesitation, Tantai Baimu immediately left with his subordinates. He cherished his life very much. Logically speaking, at this moment, he should have left Sky Phoenix City, but this time, he came for the Ancient Phoenix Goddess. If he could become a Blazing Phoenix Guard, it would be much better than staying in Tianluo Palace.
And as long as he was chosen by the Ancient Phoenix Goddess, this Chen Zong was nothing to worry about.
In fact, he was a member of Tianluo Palace. If he was willing, he could ask the stronger members of Tianluo Palace to directly suppress and kill Chen Zong.
Ye Tianfeng left, and Chen Zong also left.
"Thank you, Brother Ye, for helping me out." Chen Zong bowed to Ye Tianfeng and thanked him.
"Haha, I just don't like Baili Wuyan." Ye Tianfeng laughed, and the clouds around his body disappeared. His long hair flowed down, and he looked a little slovenly. He wore a gray martial arts suit, with the symbol of Flowing Cloud on the left side of his chest, and a reddish-brown gourd at his waist.
Ye Tianfeng chuckled as he took the gourd from his waist. After opening it, a strong aroma of wine permeated the air, filling the air.
Taking a big gulp of the strong wine, Ye Tianfeng's face flashed with an intoxicated look. The taste of this wine was something he enjoyed very much.
Chen Zong, who had always been fond of wine, immediately concluded that it was a fine wine, a very strong aged wine.
"Awesome." Ye Tianfeng took another gulp and hung up the wine gourd again. Soon after, he said to himself, "The earliest conflict between Baili Wumian and I was because of my title."
Chen Zong thought for a while and seemed to understand something.
Ye Tian Feng's title was Sky Flowing Clouds, while Bai Li Wu Yun's name was Bai Li, named Wu Yun.
There were no clouds within a hundred miles. Didn't this mean that there were no clouds within a hundred miles of where he was?
Then, Ye Tianfeng would be the same as Baili Wuyun offending him.
Could it be that anyone whose name or title contained the word "Yun" would offend Bai Li Wu Yun?
This reason sounded ridiculous, but Chen Zong thought for a while. Although it was the first time they met, but Chen Zong could see the general character of Bai Li Wu Yun.
Chen Zong's guess was not wrong. Of course, Bai Li Wu Yun was not so arrogant as to think that anyone whose name or title contained the word "Yun" would offend him. It was just that at that time, when he met Ye Tianfeng, he was provoked by someone else, which led to the conflict.
Even though the person who instigated the conflict was already dead, with his soul scattered and not even his bones remaining, the conflict between Ye Tianfeng and Baili Wuyun remained. Furthermore, as time passed, it became more and more intense.
Just now, Ye Tianfeng had provoked Baili Wuyun to challenge the Radiance Sword Emperor. If he dared to do so, Ye Tianfeng would avoid Baili Wuyun. As long as Baili Wuyun was within a radius of a hundred miles, Ye Tianfeng would not be able to see him. He would truly achieve the state where there were no clouds within a hundred miles of Baili Wuyun.
Unfortunately, Bai Li Wu Yun did not dare to do so.
After all, Bai Li Wu Yun was not stupid. Challenging the Guang Jiandi was no different from seeking death. The Guang Jiandi killed him in one strike. Even with the reputation of the Baili Clan, he would not be able to threaten the Guang Jiandi.
"I say, you should change your title. Unparalleled Sword or whatever, it's too easy to get into trouble." Ye Tianfeng walked forward leisurely as he said casually, "Otherwise, if we end up provoking those Sword Sect's Sword Emperors, it won't be good for us."
In the inner universe, there was a Sealed Sky Monument. Those who challenged the Sealed Sky Monument and left their name on it would be able to obtain a title that belonged to them. It was a title that was recognized by the universe.
The Guang Jiandi was the title on the Sealed Sky Monument.
After Ye Tianfeng left, Chen Zong also returned to the inn.
The things that had happened today were not small, and it had touched Chen Zong quite a bit.
The battle with Tantai Bai Mu and his servant, and the confrontation with Bai Li Wu Yun. If it was not for Ye Tianfeng's sudden appearance, Chen Zong would not have been able to avoid the battle with Bai Li Wu Yun. But that battle, Chen Zong was not confident. The threat that Bai Li Wu Yun gave him was too strong.
The Ancient Mysterious World was a world that belonged to those with bloodlines. Only those with bloodlines could dominate.
It was very difficult for those without bloodlines to surpass those with bloodlines in their cultivation. Of course, it was not impossible, but it was very rare.
Tantai Bai Mu's Wind of Extinction bloodline was indeed very brilliant. Its power was shocking. Fortunately, he was only at the peak of the ten-star level. If he was at the peak of the ten-star level, after activating his bloodline, his battle strength would soar. Whether Chen Zong could defeat him again was unknown.
He did not have any bloodline, but the third level of the [God of Demon Sword Technique] also brought him tyrannical power.
In addition, his own cultivation was equivalent to the peak of the Heaven Rank, and Tantai Bai Mu was at the peak of the Heaven Rank. If his own cultivation broke through to the peak of the Heaven Rank, Chen Zong felt that his own battle strength should be able to break through the limit, break through the Minor Realm, and reach the eleventh star level of the Upper Realm.
Was that his own limit?
No, it was not at all. In terms of swordsmanship, it could be further enhanced, and in terms of swordsmanship, it could be further perfected. The combination of all these was enough to push his battle strength to a higher level, the twelve-star level, or even the so-called invincible level beyond the twelve-star level.
The sword was limitless!
It must be pursued with all the effort of one's life, regardless of whether there was a limit to one's life.
Suddenly, Chen Zong only felt his whole body tremble subconsciously, and there was a burst of enlightenment in his mind. It was as if he had seen through the fog and saw the light of the moon, so transparent and clear. Chen Zong's eyes were incomparably bright, and the wonderful feeling spread all over his body. It was an indescribable feeling, and countless inspirations emerged.
The accumulation of the past, the outbreak of the crisis of life and death, the confusion when he first entered the inner universe, and the determination after defeating a strong enemy.
All these things evolved and sublimated at this moment, bringing an indescribable wonderful feeling to Chen Zong, as if there were endless mysteries gushing out like spring water.
He stood up, drew his sword, and with a flash of sword light, Chen Zong began to practice his swordsmanship in the not-so-spacious guest room of the restaurant.
The power of cultivation was not infused into the swordsmanship, nor was it infused with essence, vital energy, and spirit. Similarly, the Sword Intent was not stimulated. Such a swordsmanship did not contain any powerful extraordinary power, but when it was executed by Chen Zong, every sword strike condensed a terrifying power. It was drawn but not released, but it was extremely shocking. It seemed that once it was released, its sharpness would be able to cut through everything.
Chen Zong swung his sword again and again as if he did not know what fatigue was, as if there was no end to it. He performed all the basic moves of swordsmanship, such as pointing, stabbing, flicking, slicing, chopping, and so on.
Any superb swordsmanship could not be separated from the basic swordsmanship, which was the framework. It was like building a building. No matter how tall the building was, it could not be separated from the foundation. The taller the building was, the more solid the foundation was needed to carry it. Otherwise, it could not be built at all.
Chen Zong first practiced the Heart Swordsmanship, then the World Swordsmanship, then the No-Kill Swordsmanship, and finally the Ancient Swordsmanship. He practiced it over and over again, and in the end, it became the basic swordsmanship.
The basic swordsmanship was the foundation of all swordsmanship, and it could not be separated from it.
Chen Zong closed his eyes and performed the basic swordsmanship again and again with the guidance of his mind. Unconsciously, the basic swordsmanship, which had not been improved for hundreds of years, seemed to be breaking through the bottleneck, breaking through the boundary of the current stage, and rising to a higher level.
The sword was endless!
The sword principle was endless!
The sword principle was endless!
However, that was the general direction. For an individual, there was an end, and that was where everyone's limit was.
Chen Zong had never stopped practicing the basic swordsmanship. It was just that hundreds of years ago, the basic swordsmanship seemed to have been improved to the extreme. After hundreds of years, even if he did not stop practicing, he could only maintain that level and could not improve further.
However, the continuous practice was not only to maintain the level, but also to accumulate bit by bit. When he accumulated to a certain extent, he would wait for the opportunity to appear.
He did not expect that the opportunity would appear at this moment.
First, it was a life and death crisis, followed by bewilderment, followed by determination, and then a challenge that made the future even clearer. The series of impacts shook Chen Zong's mind incessantly, causing him to be in a bumpy state like a small boat on the ocean.
Until … he saw a lighthouse, a lighthouse that led the way so that he would not be lost in the dark sea. The light on it was so bright and warm, like the light of hope.
All the confusion was swept away in an instant, replaced by warmth and determination.
It was like the dawn!
Low and sharp whooshing sounds suddenly rang out. It seemed very sudden, but also very natural. It was like a cool breeze blowing, like the sound of a tsunami in the distance. When it passed through the endless mountains and rivers, it had already become very soft.
However, there was an amazing power contained in it. When people felt it carefully, they could not help but feel frightened.
A seemingly invisible yet seemingly "visible" aura grew on the sword edge and covered it. That power was not the power of Chen Zong's cultivation, nor was it the power of Chen Zong's Essence, Qi, Spirit, or Sword Intent. It was a power that came out of nowhere.
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