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Chapter 2986

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In the darkness, a figure suddenly dashed forward, but it didn't go straight. Instead, it went around an arc trajectory, but its speed didn't decrease because of this. Instead, it reached its target faster than if it went straight.

Once, twice, thrice …

Chen Zong kept trying. He also recalled that many years ago, when he hadn't cultivated to the Imminent God realm, he used an arc trajectory movement skill. However, due to various reasons, he gave up and didn't delve into it.

He didn't expect to see a Divine Demon expert who had studied the profundity of the arc trajectory to such a profound level in the Ruins of World.

There was a huge gap in strength, and it was completely one-sided. No matter how profound the opponent's movements were, he wasn't Chen Zong's opponent. However, Chen Zong didn't kill him directly. Instead, he exerted pressure, causing the opponent to constantly change his movements and use the arc trajectory movement skill to the extreme. As a result, Chen Zong continued to pry into its profundity.

In the end, Chen Zong was able to pry into its profundity. Only then did he kill the Rank Three Demigod Divine Demon with a single strike, obtaining a Rank Three pseudo-divinity and the opponent's divine storage device. Unfortunately, there weren't any profound Divine Demon secret manuals inside.

After killing the Demigod Divine Demon, Chen Zong quickly fled far away. Only then did he stop to deduce the arc trajectory movement skill. He tried his best to grasp its profundity and integrate it into his own learning.

After trying a few times, he had a vague feeling. It was similar in form, but not in spirit.

Chen Zong stopped to ponder. He carefully recalled the Rank Three Demigod Divine Demon's every movement. It was extremely detailed.

The reason why the other party was able to execute such a profound and mysterious Arc Trajectory Movement Technique was not only because of his footwork, but also because of the pair of half-meter-long bone wings on his back. Although the bone wings were not enough to allow him to fly, they could increase his speed, allowing him to move faster and faster. He could also control the changes in direction, making him very agile.

However, Chen Zong didn't have that pair of bone wings. There was an innate difference between them.

The biggest foundation of the profound arc trajectory movement skill was the pair of bone wings.

However, after cultivators obtained Godfiend Martial Arts, they were unable to directly cultivate them. They had to modify them or absorb the essence of the Godfiend Martial Arts to improve themselves.

Chen Zong entered a strange state by constantly comprehending, modifying, and experimenting.

Soon after, his body paused, and the Heavenly Will Sword appeared. The sword pierced through the air. This sword was not straight, but had a certain curve, like an arc of light.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes …

Chen Zong stood where he was, constantly swinging the Central Heaven Sword in his hand, constantly adjusting it, constantly changing the method of exerting force, striving to be more perfect, concise, and perfect, returning to the basics. Every sword strike was not a straight line, but an arc of light, following some kind of trajectory, stabbing out, but its speed was several times faster than if the sword was in a straight line.

Gradually, unknowingly, Chen Zong, who kept pursuing higher and better, entered a mysterious state. In this state, everything became clear, and all kinds of mysteries emerged. Chen Zong stabbed his sword again as if he was enlightened.

In an instant, there seemed to be a buzzing sound in the world of the Ruins of World. It had a strange vibrating feeling, as if it was explaining some indescribable mysteries.

Traces of supreme aura spread out. It was faintly discernible and disappeared in a flash.

Chen Zong's eyes suddenly shot out an unparalleled light, as if it had pierced through the dusky sky of the Ruins of World.

With a swoosh, the muscles on his body trembled slightly, and like a wave, it was transmitted to the arm that held the sword. His tendons and veins trembled slightly, and his muscles also trembled in a strange pattern, transmitting wave after wave of power. It pushed forward layer by layer, and became more and more powerful. Finally, the power reached the body of the sword. The body of the Middle Heaven Sword also trembled slightly, and layers of illusory sword light pushed forward like water ripples, penetrating the tip of the sword.

At the same time, Chen Zong moved with the flow, as if he was in accordance with some kind of mystery in the world. It seemed that he did not need to use any strength, and it was pushed forward naturally. Following the momentum of the world, he stabbed his sword forward.

When the sword stabbed out, it looked very ordinary, and there was nothing special about it. However, the sword light was not straight. Instead, it followed some kind of strange trajectory, forming an arc. The arc was not very big, but it felt very relaxed, as if it did not use any strength.

However, when the sword streaked across, it left an arc of sword trace in the dusky Void of the Ruins of World. It was so clear, and it gradually faded after a few breaths, until it finally disappeared.

The sword had been withdrawn, but Chen Zong's eyes were flickering with countless lights. Every time they flickered, a kind of mystery appeared, alternated, and changed.

Countless comprehensions also appeared in Chen Zong's mind. In his Inner World, there was a faint flash of sword light. It seemed to be condensing into a shape, but it seemed to lack something and could not really condense into a shape.

Wisps of spiritual light flashed, and bit by bit, the comprehensions also appeared, slowly accumulating.

Chen Zong stood motionless in the same place, as if he had turned into a statue. His aura was completely restrained. If one did not see it with their own eyes, even a Sage level expert would not be able to accurately sense it.

As time passed, Chen Zong still stood there, motionless. The Will Heavenly Sword was held in his hand, slanted to the ground, and there was no aura on the sword.

In his comprehension, Chen Zong forgot about the passage of time, and also forgot that he was in an extremely dangerous place like the Ruins of World.

A few powerful auras came from afar. It was a team of three Demigod level Gods. Each of them had a very strong aura, and they were all Demigod level Gods.

The three Gods chatted as they approached Chen Zong. Then, they saw Chen Zong.

When they saw Chen Zong, they were very surprised because they did not sense Chen Zong's aura. If they did not see him with their own eyes, they would not have discovered anything.

"A human!"

"A living human!"

"What is he doing?"

The three Demigod level Gods were very excited. They stared at Chen Zong, but did not immediately approach him, fearing that it was a trap.

The confrontation between the Demigod World and the Ancient Profound World was basically limited to the Ruins of World. After so many years, each side had a good understanding of each other. Although human cultivators were not as strong as Gods, after a long period of cultivation, their strength was not weak either. A small number of cultivators were very strong, even stronger than some Gods of the same level.

No one could predict whether the cultivator they encountered would be one of those geniuses or even monstrous existences. They were not easy to deal with.

However, there were three Demigods here.

"Do it!"

After observing for a while and not seeing any danger, the three Gods immediately took action. In an instant, they attacked. If they did not attack, they would have already attacked. Once they attacked, it was an earth-shattering attack. The power was extremely tyrannical, and it was as if they could shatter space. They did not show any mercy.

Kill!

In the blink of an eye, the three Demigod rank Divine Demons unleashed their full strength attacks from three different directions. Their attacks were extremely vicious and ferocious.

Just as the three tyrannical attacks were about to reach him, Chen Zong's statue-like body seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force. The Heavenly Will Sword that was pointed diagonally to the ground was raised. Under the guidance of some mysterious force, it suddenly slashed forward.

A horizontal slash!

The casual sword strike was like a willow branch that was swept across the surface of the water by a cool breeze. It was so relaxed, comfortable, and leisurely, yet it was swift like a flying bird, and it flashed past in an instant.

It felt as if an invisible person had grabbed Chen Zong's arm and swung the sword. Moreover, Chen Zong himself did not use any strength to do so. Yet, there was no strange or obscure feeling to it. It was so natural.

A cold light bloomed. The three Demigod level Gods' full-strength attacks were all dispersed by the thin ray of sword light. They were like smoke blown by a strong wind, dispersing into nothingness in the blink of an eye.

The three Demigod level Gods did not even have time to react before their bodies were slashed by the thin ray of sword light.

When the sword light entered their bodies, it disappeared without a trace. The three Demigod rank Divine Demons seemed to have been cast with a Body Fixation Technique. Their bodies were completely motionless, and their eyes were lifeless. Their vigorous vitality was also rapidly draining away.

Although the slash was simple and light, it did not seem to contain the slightest bit of strength. Yet, it contained an extremely terrifying might.

Three kills in one slash. It was extremely easy.

Sheathing his sword, the ray of sword light that had appeared in his Inner World suddenly solidified and emitted an incomparably dazzling radiance. It floated high in the center of his Inner World like a deity. An unparalleled sword aura emanated from the ray of sword light and covered the entire Inner World.

Chen Zong's eyes regained their clarity and a faint ray of sword light could be seen in his eyes.

Soon after, Chen Zong could not help but laugh. His laughter reverberated in all directions like the surging sound of swords. The sound of battle was extremely shocking.

Who would have thought? Who would have thought that this would happen?

Originally, he had thought that the Demigod level Gods' arcing trajectories were very profound. Out of excitement, he had forced the Demigod level Gods to continuously display the trajectories and memorized them. He had planned to comprehend the profoundness of the trajectories and integrate them into his own swordsmanship and movement techniques to increase his battle prowess.

However, he did not expect that as he continued to comprehend the trajectories, he would enter a profound state of enlightenment. The trajectories that he had been constantly searching for had also become the trajectories of swordsmanship due to the practice of swordsmanship.

Time after time, the trajectories became more and more profound. Unexpectedly, he had broken through the shackles of the quasi-Supreme Sword Realm and made a true breakthrough. He had finally reached the Supreme Sword Realm.

What was this?

Was it an unintentional success?

Although Chen Zong continued to comprehend, he was still a hair's breadth away from a true breakthrough. He was on the verge of a breakthrough, but it wasn't that easy to make a breakthrough. Coincidentally, the three Demigod Divine Demons had arrived. Their all-out attacks had triggered a change in Chen Zong's aura. Chen Zong felt as though he had found a way to vent his energy. He took advantage of the situation and brandished his sword, breaking through the shackles of the quasi-Supreme Sword Realm and officially breaking through to the Supreme Sword Realm.

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