The river water was dark blue and reflected the myriad of white clouds in the sky. Waves of cool breeze blew through the surface of the water, causing ripples to spread out in layers.
The old pavilion by the river was slightly damaged. If it rained, water would leak all over the ground. Fortunately, it was a clear day, so sunlight passed through the cracks in the roof of the pavilion and caused specks of dazzling light to shine down.
There was only a single person in the old pavilion. His beard was unkempt, and his hair was disheveled. He held a jug of wine in his hand, and he seemed lonely as he stared at the surface of the river.
"How does it feel to drink alone?" A clear and melodious voice resounded from behind him. A figure in a white robe had suddenly walked over, and his footsteps were composed and leisurely as if he was taking a stroll in a courtyard.
"Father." The lonely person turned around and was instantly stunned, and then he revealed a wisp of a bitter smile as he called out.
"As we live in the world, most things don't go as planned. It isn't surprising." Chen Zong walked over slowly with a jug of wine in his hand, and he had a slight smile on his face as he sat by Chen An's side before opening the jug and drinking a mouthful.
"Father, I understand." Chen An revealed a wisp of a bitter smile. He understood all of this, but understanding was one thing, and being able to see through it was another.
It was mainly because Chen An treated this relationship very seriously. Because he was serious, he was invested in it, and because he was invested in it, it was even more difficult to truly withdraw from it.
"I'll go look for your Uncle War Demon and congratulate her when she gets married," said Chen Zong with a smile.
"Father, don't do that." Chen An laughed bitterly once more. Chen Zong spoke in a very relaxed manner as if he really was going to congratulate her, but Chen An understood the meaning behind it.
It wasn't congratulation, but a slap to the face.
Who was the War Demon? He was the master of the Lingwu Saints' World, and he controlled everything in the Lingwu Saints' World. To the living beings in the Lingwu Saints' World, he was a supreme and unrivaled existence.
If he went to congratulate her in Chen An's name, then it wouldn't be congratulation, and it would be a slap to the face.
"Father, feelings can't be forced. She has the right to choose." Chen An drank a mouthful of wine and spoke in a neither fast nor slow manner.
"It's her loss if she doesn't choose you." Chen Zong smiled faintly. No matter what Chen An's decision was, as a father, he would understand. Of course, if it wasn't the right decision, he would have to guide him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to care too much and would only need to support him.
Chen Zong's personality was relatively easy-going. This was his nature, and Chen Zong would not force him to change it. It was good that he had his own understanding.
To live, one did not necessarily have to live in a domineering and arrogant manner. Everyone had their own way of living.
"Father, I remember that you seem to have hidden quite a bit of aged wine." Chen An suddenly smiled, and it wasn't bitter anymore, and it even carried the mischievousness of a child.
"You little brat." Chen Zong immediately smiled and took out a jar of thousand-year-old wine for Chen An.
This was a good wine left behind from the last epoch. It had been a thousand years, and there wasn't much left. Drinking a jar meant one less jar.
The father and son chatted as they drank. In the past few years, Chen An had traveled and tempered himself, so he had gained his own knowledge. On the other hand, Chen Zong had even more knowledge.
"Are you going back with me, or do you want to continue traveling?" After they finished drinking, Chen Zong asked.
"Father, I want to continue traveling. Perhaps I'll be able to find a path to break through," Chen An said.
"Alright." Chen Zong nodded, and then he took a step forward and seemed to have escaped into the void as he vanished.
Chen An withdrew his gaze and let out a long breath. He stared at the surface of the river, then looked up into the sky, and he instantly revealed a wisp of a smile.
After drinking and talking with his father, Chen An felt as if he'd been suddenly enlightened.
Perhaps the conversation from before was very casual, and there wasn't any specific topic, but unknowingly, he'd been affected to some extent. It was as if he'd been enlightened, and he'd instantly understood something, seen through something, and walked out of that shadow.
As expected, there was still a huge gap between him and his father. It wasn't just the gap in cultivation and strength, there was also the gap in wisdom.
After Chen Zong returned, he directly told Yu Nianxin that there was no need to worry about Chen An because everything was fine.
As for that small clan and that woman, Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin didn't intend to pay any attention to them.
That was how matters of the heart were. The choice was entirely up to one's self. They weren't children, and they had to bear the corresponding consequences of their own actions.
Chen Zong and Yu Nianxin weren't the kind of people who were unreasonable and overbearing. They wouldn't blame them or target them because of such matters. After all, they didn't have the right to do so.
Who was Chen Zong?
He was a peerless genius of the Human Clan in the Chaotic Universe. He was a monstrous existence, and the leader of a force, Taihao Mountain. In terms of strength, he wasn't inferior to the Martial God Lord, who was ranked first on the Chaotic Universe. Regardless of status or identity, he was a top figure below the Demigod level in the Chaotic Universe.
To the people of the Spiritual Martial Sacred World, such an identity, such a status, and such strength was an unreachable existence. If one were to compare them, it would be like the difference between a firefly and the moon, like the difference between an insect and a true dragon.
Would a true dragon be enraged by some insect's provocation?
No!
It might even ignore it.
Time passed slowly. Three years later, a figure stood at the peak of the mountain. There were wisps of sword Qi surging around him. Each wisp of sword Qi contained an extremely mysterious sword essence. They gathered together and condensed into one. In an instant, it soared into the sky as if it was going to break the sky.
That tyrannical sword essence contained a sense of detachment and freedom.
A smile appeared on Chen An's face.
He had comprehended!
He had finally comprehended and broken through. He had finally broken through.
The truth of the Great Path!
The truth of the Sword Principle!
As soon as he comprehended, his cultivation realm broke through. His cultivation strength also began to transform and improve. It became more and more tyrannical, like wood turning into steel. His power increased tremendously.
This part of the world seemed to have been cleansed. All the dust was wiped away. It became clearer in his perception. All kinds of mysteries seemed to be clearer in his perception. Those were the mysteries of the world, the mysteries of the Great Path.
True Divine Realm!
Chen An had finally broken through to the True Divine Realm. He had broken through to the True Divine Realm before the age of 100. Not to mention that there was no one in the entire Lingwu Sacred World, even in the entire Chaotic Universe, there were only a handful of people who could do so.
From then on, he was considered an expert. No matter where he was, it would be so.
The True Divine Realm was an existence that had comprehended the truth of the universe. It was already a transformation of the level of life. It was completely different from the past.
When Chen An broke through, Chen Zong also felt it, and a smile appeared on his face.
Compared to him, his son's cultivation speed was many times faster.
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Yuanzhan Universe City, Taihao Mountain. An unexpected guest had arrived.
This person had a head of long hair and looked like a middle-aged man. His appearance was ordinary, but his eyes were very deep, incomparably deep. The aura around him was restrained and obscure. There were five long swords on his back, which looked very conspicuous and eye-catching. It immediately attracted a lot of attention. There were many cultivators who carried swords on their backs. There were also cultivators who carried two or even three swords on their backs. However, it was rare to see cultivators carrying five long swords on their backs.
"It's you." When Hundred Swords God saw this person, he was first stunned. Then, he said, "I wonder why Sword Emperor Wu Jue has come to Taihao Mountain?"
Hundred Swords God was now an elder of Taihao Mountain. Naturally, he had a sense of belonging. His words were also based on Taihao Mountain.
"I'm here to find you." The middle-aged man with five swords on his back said calmly. His tone was indifferent and seemed to overlap. "Last time, I was defeated by your sword. I went into seclusion to comprehend and created another sword. This sword will defeat you."
"In that case, let's fight." Hundred Swords God immediately responded. Although he didn't look young, he wasn't very old. He was only about a thousand years old. He just looked older.
Hundred Swords God was also a battle-hungry person. Sword Emperor Wu Jue was very strong. Back then, Hundred Swords as One defeated him. It was a narrow victory. Sword Emperor Wu Jue lost, but he didn't admit defeat. After a period of seclusion, he came to find him.
He wanted to defeat Hundred Swords God and regain his former glory.
The Hundred Swords God Monarch naturally had to inform Chen Zong about this battle.
Chen Zong's original body wasn't there. The one in charge of Taihao Mountain was his incarnation. He immediately asked with a smile, "Can I watch?"
The incarnation's cultivation and swordsmanship couldn't be improved through cultivation. However, it didn't stop him from watching. When the incarnation watched, the original body could also receive the corresponding information.
"This is the master of Taihao Mountain," Hundred Swords God introduced.
"Sure." Sword Emperor Wu Jue was different from Martial God Lord. He didn't mind someone watching the battle.
Of course, he didn't pay much attention to Chen Zong. After all, Sword Emperor Wu Jue was ranked second on the Real Chaotic Ranking while he was ranked third. Those below him were no match for him. Naturally, he wouldn't pay much attention to him.
He didn't know Chen Zong's true strength.
Although this was just an incarnation, it had all the conventional combat power of Chen Zong's original body. It was undoubtedly strong, even stronger than Sword Emperor Wu Jue.
Sword Emperor Wu Jue and Sword Emperor Wu Jue were both sword cultivators. They were both very strong. Therefore, Chen Zong was very interested in the battle between them.
The location of the battle naturally wouldn't be in Taihao Mountain. It couldn't afford it.
The void outside Primordial Slayer Cosmos City was relatively far away, so there were fewer people coming and going. After all, there weren't many True Saints in Primordial Slayer Cosmos City, only a few. Saints below the True Saint Realm didn't dare to leave Primordial Slayer Cosmos City alone. As for Foundation Establishment and Transcendents, the difference was too great. If they left Primordial Slayer Cosmos City and entered The Void, it would be suicide.
Therefore, the possibility of such a battle being seen by others was very low.
In the void, Chen Zong's incarnation stood in the air, some distance away from Sword Emperor Wu Jue and Sword Emperor Wu Jue. As for Sword Emperor Wu Jue and Sword Emperor Wu Jue, they were thousands of meters away.
The aura of the two continued to condense and increase, becoming more and more tyrannical. In an instant, two bursts of Sword Intent erupted.
The fluctuations of these two bursts of Sword Intent were different, but they were both very tyrannical. In Chen Zong's perception, they could be regarded as evenly matched, indicating that the strength of Sword Emperor Wu Jue and Sword Emperor Wu Jue were actually about the same. It was hard to say who would win or lose. At least, they hadn't started fighting yet. Only when the battle reached a certain extent could it be seen.
The Sword Intent became more tyrannical and continued to erupt. Sword Emperor Wu Jue and Sword Emperor Wu Jue's eyes lit up at the same time. It was as if sword light was splitting the void.
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