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Chapter 380

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His inner strength was like a sword, and his body was like heaven and earth. He was invincible.

Carefree and unparalleled.

It was as if he was riding the wind, flying on the sword, and soaring through the nine heavens.

Chen Zong also did not know why he would give birth to such a comfortable feeling.

One cycle after another, the sword formed by his inner strength kept changing and becoming more condensed. Gradually, it was as if it was sharpened, and it shone with a sharp luster.

On the ninth cycle, the sword was extremely sharp. It then dispersed and condensed again, turning into a shimmering grayish-white aura.

Through his mind, Chen Zong could feel the shocking power contained in the shimmering grayish-white aura.

"Is this the False True Power?" Chen Zong couldn't help but say.

The power contained in the shimmering grayish-white aura gave Chen Zong a feeling that it was at least twice as strong as his previous inner strength.

Twice as strong. This was undoubtedly a terrifying increase in Chen Zong's combat power.

If Chen Zong's combat power was at the early eight-star level before, then now, he had definitely reached the late eight-star level, directly skipping the mid-eight-star level.

However, without a strong enough opponent, Chen Zong couldn't verify it.

"The False True Power is indeed stronger than the inner strength." Chen Zong thought. In fact, he didn't know that the False True Power of most martial artists wasn't necessarily twice as strong as the inner strength. At most, it was twice as strong.

"The False True Martial Realm isn't very useful to me now. Let's continue. I'll first convert all my inner strength into the False True Power, then transform it into True Power, and truly break through to the Real Martial Realm."

With the shimmering grayish-white aura as a catalyst, it led the other inner strength to condense into a sword, and started to move freely in his body.

Yuan Lingzi felt that Chen Zong's aura had changed slightly. He knew that Chen Zong had successfully condensed a shimmering grayish-white aura.

It was a good start.

Not long later, the second thread of Fake True Power was successfully congealed. After that, the third thread of Fake True Power was also successfully congealed.

The more False True Power that was condensed, the faster the condensing speed would be.

In just half an hour, Chen Zong had already transformed a small portion of his inner strength into the more powerful False True Power.

The transformation speed became faster and faster, and after another half an hour, the remaining half of the Inner Strength had completely transformed into Fake True Power.

Chen Zong could not find any trace of Inner Strength in his body. What he had was the stronger Fake True Force. He tried to use the Chaotic Heaven Breaking Energy to move the Fake True Force, but he found that it was difficult to move it. It was like a small horse pulling a big cart.

Using the Sword Congealing True Qi Technique to transport it was a piece of cake.

As expected, different powers required different cultivation techniques.

To this day, the Chaotic Origin Breaking Energy could not keep up with his footsteps. However, it was also because of the Chaotic Origin Breaking Energy that he could become stronger and have the chance to break through to the Great Circle of the Qi Training realm.

Without a peerless Earth Level cultivation technique, his Inner Strength was not strong enough, and there was no hope for him to break through to the Great Circle of the Qi Training realm.

"Speaking of which, Martial King Huntian once left a message saying that he left a cave residence in the Sinking Feather River. I wonder where it is in the Sinking Feather River?" Chen Zong secretly thought.

In a place like the Sinking Feather River, a feather would sink when it fell. Could Martial King Huntian really leave a cave residence there?

Or near the Sinking Feather River?

It was just a message without a detailed location. Even if Chen Zong wanted to find it, he did not know where to start.

"I'm thinking too far ahead. The most important thing now is to break through to the Real Martial Realm first." Chen Zong could not help but smile and exclude the matter of Martial King Huntian's cave residence.

He got up and opened his eyes. The light seemed to be able to penetrate the sea of clouds.

He exhaled a breath and shot a hundred meters away like an arrow from the bow.

"How do you feel?" Yuan Lingzi asked with a laugh.

"Very good." Chen Zong smiled.

Martial artists pursued strength precisely because of that feeling. It was wonderful.

"Come, let's test your current combat power." Yuan Lingzi smiled.

Chen Zong's heart moved when he heard this. He pulled out two swords and his figure flashed a dozen meters like lightning towards Yuan Lingzi. Compared to before, his speed was at least twice as fast.

The two swords cut open the sky, leaving two brilliant slashes, and slashed at the same place on Yuan Lingzi's body.

Chen Zong could feel that not only was his movement speed faster, but even the speed of his sword had doubled. The power contained in the sword was much stronger.

Under the coverage of Yuan Lingzi's spirit sense, he could naturally feel Chen Zong's change. It was a change that was almost leaps and bounds.

"Is this seven-star combat power?" Yuan Lingzi could not help but feel puzzled.

Seven-star combat power, he had once reached the mid-stage of the seven-star level. However, compared to the current Chen Zong, the gap seemed to be very big.

"I have also seen late-stage seven-star combat power, but it was not comparable to Chen Zong." Yuan Lingzi thought to himself, "Has he reached the peak of the seven-star level? Or the peak of the seven-star level? "

As for eight-star combat power, it was too high. Yuan Lingzi did not dare to think about it.

In theory, there could be ten-star combat power, but theory was only theory. An eight-star combat power had never appeared in the entire Longtu Region, let alone others.

Whether it was the peak of the seven-star level or the peak of the seven-star level, in short, it was definitely beyond the late-stage of the seven-star level. Yuan Lingzi's heart trembled.

Chen Zong's two swords launched a storm-like attack. Even the World Energy of the Enlightenment Realm gathered, faster and fiercer. The two swords fell on the same point on Yuan Lingzi's defensive power, vowing to break it.

However, the power of a Transcendent Realm master was not something that Chen Zong could shake. He was unharmed.

Under Yuan Lingzi's guidance, Chen Zong's understanding of Body and Sword as One deepened, and his swordsmanship became more and more superb.

No matter how Chen Zong attacked, Yuan Lingzi's heart was still excited. After a while, Chen Zong stopped attacking. Most of his strength had been consumed, and he was dripping with joy.

"The Pseudo True Martial Realm is just a transition for cultivators, but some cultivators do not have enough accumulation and will stay at this level for a while. Some cultivators can even stay at this level for their entire lives, unable to break through." Yuan Lingzi said seriously, "However, with your talent, you don't need to stay here for long. Rest today and start to break through to the True Martial Realm tomorrow."

"I estimate that in half a month, you will be able to transform the Pseudo True Force into True Force and step into the True Martial Realm," Yuan Lingzi added.

Wang Xuanyang and the others estimated that Chen Zong would be a month, while Yuan Lingzi estimated that it would be half a month. The difference of half a month could not be underestimated. The shorter the time, the more amazing the potential. The difference of half a month was not just a difference of one's potential, but several times.

"Half a month?" Chen Zong muttered to himself. His heart seemed to be on fire, and a burning sensation spread throughout his body. His blood boiled.

After going through so much, was he finally going to reach this step?

True Martial Realm!

I'm here.

Following Yuan Lingzi's advice, Chen Zong did not cultivate again today. Instead, he practiced with the sword.

He was used to practicing with the sword. It was wonderful.

"Sword Son Chen Zong spent an hour transforming his internal strength into Pseudo True Force," Lin Zhonghan, the Sect Master, said with a smile in the Zongjian Hall.

"An hour!" The four inner sect elders were surprised.

Chen Zong's transformation of internal strength into Pseudo True Force was 100% in their opinion. The key was the time.

One hour!

Was that too long?

No, it was too short.

Looking at Yan Hua and Xiao Jinpeng, it took them at least three days to convert all their inner strength into Fake True Power.

How much was the difference between one hour and three days?

After receiving this information, the four elders were overjoyed. The shorter the time, the greater the potential Chen Zong had.

Lin Zhonghan was also full of smiles. This meant that Chen Zong's talent was above Lin Yuye's.

Lin Yuye was one of the Five Prodigies. Only then could the Zongjian Sect's reputation not be surpassed by other sects. However, Lin Yuye was now 29 years old. In a year or so, he would be automatically excluded from the Prodigies. If no one in the Zongjian Sect could be listed as a Prodigy, it would be a blow to their reputation.

The Sword Son, Chen Zong, gave everyone hope.

Perhaps a year or so was not enough for Chen Zong to grow to the level of being listed as a Prodigy. However, he had the potential. Within three years, there was hope.

Even if the Sect's reputation fell for a while, it would rise again and become even stronger.

"What a pity. If the Sword Son could break through the sky and truly reach the peak of the Qi Training Realm, how great would that be?" The second elder sighed.

Yuan Lingzi concealed the news. Even they did not know about it. Otherwise, the news would have definitely been leaked. It was not that the Sect Master and the four elders would do that, but there was no such thing as an airtight wall in the world. There must be spies from other forces in the Zongjian Sect.

The fewer people who knew, the more the news could be kept secret.

The moon set and the sun rose. A new day had arrived.

He faced the sun and waved his swords. The two swords reflected the sunlight and drew a rainbow light in the air.

Chen Zong could not cultivate hundreds of sword techniques one by one. Otherwise, it would take a lot of time. He probably would not be able to finish it even after sunset. It was too complicated and tedious. In fact, Chen Zong had already grasped the essence. Under Yuan Lingzi's teachings, he summarized it himself and integrated it into the basic sword techniques.

However, all sword techniques had something in common. After cultivating hundreds of sword techniques and grasping the essence of all of them, Chen Zong had almost grasped the foundation of all sword techniques.

The sword light crisscrossed as if it could cut the sun.

"His attainments in sword techniques are amazing. There is probably no one at the same level who can compare to him." Yuan Lingzi thought to himself. Thinking back, when he was still in the Pseudo True Martial Realm, his attainments in sword techniques were far from Chen Zong's.

The more he looked, the more satisfied Yuan Lingzi was.

Outstanding sword techniques, outstanding cultivation talent, excellent comprehension, and a tenacious heart. It was simply perfect.

The Zongjian Sect could obtain such a disciple. It was heaven's blessing.

The two swords returned to their sheaths. There were still traces left in the air. They slowly faded and then scattered, disappearing without a trace.

Next, he naturally began to condense True Power and transform the Pseudo True Power into True Power.

However, the transformation of True Power was not so easy. It often required great determination and some time.

After cultivating for so long, Chen Zong was finally about to take this step.

He sat down cross-legged and faced the sea of clouds. The sun shone brightly and swallowed thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. Pride surged in his chest.

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