(A feeble cry for support)
"Floating light in the sky … Sea of clouds …"
"Light and shadow … Light and shadow … Alternating … Vanishing …"
The sea of clouds rolled over, and the sun shone from the sky, penetrating through the gaps between the clouds. It was like a divine light from beyond the sky, eternal and everlasting.
The sea of clouds was like the fog in Chen Zong's mind, and the sky light was like a sharp sword that shattered the fog. Countless insights emerged one after another.
"Light … Shadow … The two depend on each other …"
"Sky light … Sea of clouds …"
Time after time of cultivation, time after time of life and death battles, time after time of accumulation, the accumulation finally broke through the last shackle.
A scorching sun leaped out from the sea of clouds, shining brightly.
Chen Zong slashed out with his sword. It was as casual as a stab or a chop. The power of his physique and the power of his Qi and blood surged … explosively, pouring into the sword.
All the brilliance of his life.
The precious iron sword emitted an extremely strong light, like the scorching sun that tore through the clouds. It was so dazzling that no one could look directly at it. In an instant, it flashed and turned into an extreme shadow, as if it escaped into the air, and its trajectory was difficult to distinguish. Then, as if the floating light in the sky and the sea of clouds alternated and vanished.
When the sky light and the sea of clouds dissipated, there was a straight sword mark on the mountain wall in front of him. It was more than three meters long and two fingers deep.
"Such power …" Chen Zong was dumbfounded. He stared at the three meter long sword mark and sucked in a breath of cold air. "The power of this sword is much stronger than the initial level of [Shadowless Dispersion]. Perhaps, even the advanced level of [Shadowless Dispersion] cannot compare with it."
There seemed to be a voice in his heart that told him with certainty that if he could further improve this sword, its power would be comparable to the ultimate level of Shadowless Dispersion.
"This … is the so-called Realm of True Secrets?"
Other than this, Chen Zong couldn't find any other explanation, because he knew very well that the sword he just swung was derived from the Residual Shadow Swordsmanship.
When he reached the pinnacle of Imperceptible Subtlety, when he cultivated and comprehended time and time again, when he saw the light of the sky and the sea of clouds by chance, all the accumulated knowledge exploded in an instant. It was as if a divine sword had pierced through the sky and shattered the haze, becoming transparent … Epiphany!
At this point, he finally understood what Li Zhenshi had said about the Realm of Truth.
"The True Arcana Realm can indeed be considered a realm above the Arcana Realm, but it can also be considered not. If we compare the Afterimage Sword Art to a sword, the Beginner Stage to the Advanced Stage is to find a way to come into contact with the sword. The Perfection Stage is to temporarily borrow the sword from someone else. The Intricate Stage is to make the sword your own. "
Chen Zong had a clear mind.
"Then, the True Secret Realm is to refine the sword and reforge it with other precious materials, making it truly and completely belong to you from the very beginning …"
"No, that's not enough."
"Apart from that, the True Secret Realm is not only a representation of a superior realm, but also a brand new move, a secret skill …"
"This sword … is born out of the Afterimage Sword Art …"
"This sword … is formed by comprehending the light of the sky and the sea of clouds …"
"This sword … is the intertwined interpretation of light and shadow …"
"… So, this sword … is called the Sword of Light and Cloud Shadow …"
"True Secret Realm? The Sword of Light and Cloud Shadow! "Chen Zong smiled from the bottom of his heart. In his heart, there was a heavy and indescribable sense of satisfaction.
Tiger Power Fist Art, Afterimage Sword Art, Willow Sword Art, Eagle Strike Sword Art, Lightning Sword Art, Eight Moves of Real Sword, Lesser Dragon-subduing Hand, Diffraction Sword Art …
"The number of martial arts I've cultivated should be much more than my peers."
"But … only the Sword of Light and Cloud Shadow is my own, a martial art that truly belongs to me … My sword art …"
A strong sense of accomplishment filled his heart. Chen Zong took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing out loud.
He was only a teenager under 17 years old, so there was no need for him to pretend to be mature.
"The sword art of the True Secret Realm in the Foundation Establishment Martial Arts is as powerful as a martial art of the Inferior Class of the Human Rank. It's really terrifying, but it consumes too much energy."
The sword art just now had consumed 70% of Chen Zong's physical strength and Qi and blood, so he couldn't use it a second time.
The great power consumed a lot of energy, but it wasn't unacceptable. It could only be said that this True Secret Sword Art couldn't be used as an ordinary means of fighting, but as the most powerful killing move.
"The execution of the Foundation Establishment Martial Arts consumes physical strength … the execution of the Inferior Class Martial Arts consumes physical strength and Qi and blood. The execution of the True Secret Realm consumes both physical strength and Qi and blood. It's really strange."
After running the Real Sword Skill to recover his Qi and blood, and waiting for his physical strength to recover, Chen Zong held the sword hilt with his right hand and held the sword horizontally in front of him. He stared at the mountain wall and concentrated on accumulating power. He got rid of all distracting thoughts, and his eyes became extremely sharp.
His breathing became long and slow, and then became faintly discernible.
The mountain wind blew, making a whistling sound. When it reached Chen Zong, it seemed to be affected by an inexplicable aura and became gentle, gently brushing against his body and hair.
"Whoosh!"
A low shout seemed to come from the horizon. His right arm shook, and the long sword turned into a beam of strong light. He waved it out instantly, and the light disappeared, turning into a shadow, and then into light and shadow, covering a few meters in front of him, making it impossible to look at directly.
When the light and shadow disappeared, the long sword went back into the sheath, as if it had never been out of the sheath. On the mountain wall in front of him, there was a straight sword mark.
It was more than three meters long and two fingers deep. His physical strength and Qi and blood were consumed again by 80%, and he had to recover again.
After recovering, Chen Zong performed it for the third time, and then he recovered and performed it again. After a whole morning, he had waved the sword more than ten times, and there were more than ten straight sword marks on the mountain wall, which were more than three meters long and two fingers deep.
Unknowingly, his understanding of the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword had deepened, and he had perfected it.
On the twenty-first day since he came to the stone room, there were even fewer books left on the bookshelf. Chen Zong would spend part of his time every day to practice the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword. The more he practiced, the deeper his understanding became, and he gradually grasped the control of his power.
As he waved the sword, the light and shadow intertwined and disappeared, leaving a three meter long sword mark on the mountain wall, and it was one and a half fingers deep.
"This sword strike is even more powerful than the minor [Shadowless Light], but I don't know if it can be compared to the complete [Shadowless Light]. I have consumed about forty percent of my physical strength and Qi and blood."
Chen Zong didn't know if the martial arts of the True Secret Realm had different levels, and if there was a difference in realms. He could only determine its power, but it was made up of two aspects.
One was the understanding of the essence of the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword, which was the understanding of light and shadow, and then further perfected the sword art.
The other was the amount of power consumed. The more power consumed, the more powerful the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword would be, and vice versa.
With this understanding, the martial arts of the True Secret Realm had no upper limit. Theoretically, it was a kind of martial arts that could be improved infinitely. However, the martial arts of the Foundation Realm and the martial arts of the True Secret Realm all had their limits. Once the limits were reached, no matter how strong one's cultivation was, they would be restrained.
After understanding this, Chen Zong paid more attention to the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword. He also tried to comprehend other sword arts, to see if he could surpass the limits like the Shadow Sword Art, and comprehend the True Secret Realm. Unfortunately, he didn't have any clue.
Comprehension was closely related to daily accumulations and sudden opportunities. None of them could be missing, so Chen Zong didn't force it.
Concentrating, Chen Zong activated all the power in his body and unleashed it. Chen Zong swung his sword at the mountain wall.
This was the Sky Light Cloud Shadow Sword.
This sword was infused with 100% of his physique and Qi and blood power.
This was Chen Zong's most powerful strike. He wanted to see how powerful it was.
The light and shadow crisscrossed and directly covered five meters in front of him. After the light and shadow faded, Chen Zong's face was pale and he was gasping for breath, as if he had used too much strength to stand. Even though he was exhausted, his eyes were filled with unconcealable surprise.
On the mountain wall in front of him, there was a sword mark that was more than four meters long and two and a half fingers deep. It was a ghastly sight.
"With such power, I wonder if it can hurt a Lower Lv 2 Demonic Beast?" Chen Zong thought to himself.
An ordinary Class 2 inferior-grade demonic beast was already stronger than an ordinary Qi Blood realm martial artist. The difference between a Qi Blood realm martial artist and a Qi Blood realm martial artist was even greater than the difference between a Qi Blood realm martial artist and a Qi Blood realm martial artist.
Demonic beasts had stronger physiques, stronger defenses, and more vigorous vitality. Naturally, it was more difficult to kill them.
Without trying, Chen Zong could not make a judgment. If he succeeded, he would be exhausted. If he encountered other demonic beasts, he would die. If he failed, he would also die. He was not stupid enough to seek his own death.
After recovering his stamina and Vitality, he would cultivate other sword techniques.
The twenty-second day!
The twenty-third day!
The twenty-fourth day!
As time passed, there were only a few books left unread.
On the twenty-sixth day, there were only two books left unread. Chen Zong did not intend to ruin his plan. He would read them tomorrow.
In front of the cliff, Chen Zong practiced his sword.
Dispersing Light and Shadowless!
The eight streaks of sword light turned into four streaks, then into two streaks, and finally into one. It was extremely powerful. It directly slashed into the mountain wall, leaving a three-meter-long and one-and-a-half-finger-thick sword mark. Sixty percent of his Qi and blood energy had been consumed.
This sword technique had reached the great mastery of Dispersing Light and Shadowless. Its power was on par with the Sky Light and Cloud Shadow Sword that had consumed forty percent of his physique and Vitality.
He sheathed his sword and cultivated the Lesser Dragon-Subduing Hand.
Palm after palm slapped out, the palm strikes were ferocious, overbearing, and peerlessly ferocious. They blasted onto the mountain wall, shattered the moss, and left behind numerous shallow palm prints.
Over and over again, he struck out the last palm. His back shook like a dragon as he transmitted his power explosively. It bombarded the mountain wall. With a bang, the palm print caved in.
The great mastery of the Lesser Dragon-Subduing Hand!
The twenty-seventh day!
Chen Zong finished reading the last two books and gently placed them back. He stood in front of the bookshelf and scanned through the books. The contents of the 132 books were deeply imprinted in his mind.
"It's time to go." He muttered to himself and walked to the stone table. He looked at the five animal parchments. Initially, Chen Zong had decided to take them with him when he left. However, he changed his mind. It was safer to leave them here than to take them with him. After all, he was only a small Vitality realm martial artist. He carried his bag and walked out of the stone room.
Outside the stone room, Chen Zong took down the black metal piece. He looked at the mountain wall that was like a whole. There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes.
The longer he stayed here, the more reluctant he was to leave. This place was great.
Every day, he would read books, practice his sword, and enjoy the scenery. His life was carefree and his mind was pure.
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