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Half a year later, the Sect Grand Competition would be held. It was a competition for all the disciples, from the official disciples to the esoteric disciples. It was a grand event held every three years in the Tai Yuan Sky Sect.
For this reason, many disciples were already preparing to improve themselves as much as possible in order to obtain a better ranking in the competition.
On the Flying Feather Cliff, Chen Zong stood at the top of the cliff, facing the sea of clouds.
Gazing ahead, Chen Zong's eyes seemed to be filled with countless rays of light. Immediately, he unsheathed his sword. The sword light condensed into a beam, like a wisp of greyish-white smoke, as thick as a finger. It seemed to condense into a straight line, but it also seemed to spread out like a cloud of smoke. It seemed to draw a straight line in the air, but also seemed to twist and turn, as it shot forward with a dreamy feeling.
A slight swishing sound was heard. The sword was nowhere to be seen, but the greyish-white smoke split the area in front of it, spreading out for tens of meters, leaving behind a greyish-white hazy trail.
After a few breaths, Chen Zong struck again. It was the Grey Strike, but it seemed to be different from before. It was slower, but the power contained in it seemed to be stronger.
Every few breaths, Chen Zong would strike again. It was the Grey Strike, but the feeling of each strike was different, because Chen Zong had merged the Minor True Meaning into it.
Currently, Chen Zong had grasped five Minor True Intents. After many attempts, Chen Zong realized that if he merged the Sword Force True Intent, Sword Edge True Intent, and Sword Sharpness True Intent into Firmament Strike, the power of Firmament Strike would be the strongest. But if he changed the Sword Force True Intent into Sword Speed True Intent, the speed would be the fastest. He then changed the True Intent of Water Flow to Sword Speed True Intent, fusing it with the Sword Edge True Intent and Sword Sharpness True Intent to execute Firmament Strike, the speed would be average, but the power would be average.
When the True Meaning of Sword Force and True Meaning of Sword Speed were combined with the other Minor True Meanings, they all had their own characteristics.
In other words, it was the same Dark Strike, but it contained different characteristics.
After mastering the Grey Strike, Chen Zong began to cultivate the Grey Mist.
The cultivation of the Grey Strike was to concentrate the power into a line, but the Grey Mist dispersed the power.
Regardless of whether it was Grey Strike or Grey Mist, the difficulty of cultivating them was very high. Ordinary core disciples would need to spend a month's time to be able to learn the basics. As for Chen Zong, he also spent a total of three days to cultivate Grey Strike.
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One day, two days, three days. As Chen Zong continued with his cultivation, the greyish-white mist around him grew thicker. Finally, it enveloped Chen Zong's entire body, covering a radius of several metres. There was no blind spot.
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However, Dark Strike and Dark Mist could only be considered as the foundation of the Dark Feather Technique. What was truly powerful was the Dark Feather Technique derived from his own comprehension. This was also the goal and direction of Chen Zong's cultivation.
He could integrate at least four Minor True Meanings.
Every time he integrated one Minor True Meaning, its power would increase significantly.
However, comprehending and deriving this move was extremely difficult. It was very difficult for ordinary core disciples to do so. Even if they could do so, they would need to spend a lot of time and energy. For example, a core disciple like Yu Zhengxiao had spent half a year deriving Cang He's move.
Other than cultivating the Gray Feather Secret Technique, Chen Zong did not neglect the advancement of his cultivation base. The Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi here was richer and purer, and with the help of the Gray Feather technique, the efficiency of absorbing and refining the Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi was higher, and the burden on his body was also smaller. Every day, Chen Zong could feel his body improving.
In just six days, his cultivation was close to the late stage of the Nine-Star level.
In the next four days, after Chen Zong refined the spirit energy, the pseudo spirit energy in his body surged.
Late stage of the Nine-Star level!
From mid-stage to late-stage of the Nine-Star level, his strength would increase. The Void Sword would also become stronger.
"With my current strength, I should be able to reach the second level." Chen Zong silently mused. In fact, after Chen Zong had mastered the Firmament Strike and Firmament Mist, his strength had already reached the second extremity. And now that his cultivation base had broken through, it meant that his strength had increased by several folds.
Time flew. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
"Chen Shidi, how's the third move of the Grey Feather technique?" Yu Zhengxiao asked. He would look for Chen Zong every few days to spar with him. Therefore, he was quite familiar with Chen Zong's cultivation progress.
When he found out that Chen Zong only took six days to master Grey Strike and Grey Mist, his shock was indescribable.
"I'm still missing an opportunity." Chen Zong replied.
"You're really …" Yu Zhengxiao didn't know how to describe Chen Zong. After all, it took him half a year to master Grey Crane. His speed was at least several times slower than Chen Zong's.
"I heard that the top three core disciples of Mt. Mingguang are trying their best to improve themselves. When the time comes, they'll fight against you in the Sect Competition." Yu Zhengxiao changed the topic with a smile. "At this rate, not only will they fail, but they'll also be greatly affected."
Speaking of this, Yu Zhengxiao couldn't help but laugh. He seemed to be imagining that scene.
"Senior Brother Yu, what's the grudge between Mt. Mingguang and Mt. Mingguang?" Chen Zong couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know. I only know that it has something to do with the previous leader." Yu Zhengxiao shook his head and replied, "Only a few people in Mt. Mingguang know about this grudge."
The 'a few people' he was referring to were the leader of Mt. Mingguang and the elders in the Profound Heaven Realm.
"These things have nothing to do with us for now. Come." Yu Zhengxiao pulled out his long saber and slashed out.
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The Tai Yuan Heaven Sect was one of the top forces in the Blue Waves Continent. In addition to having many experts and a deep foundation, there were also some holy places for cultivation that made countless small forces jealous.
The Wuzhen Realm was one of the holy places for cultivation. Its function was to allow people to better feel the fluctuations of True Intent and comprehend the power of True Intent.
The core disciples of the Tai Yuan Heaven Sect also had a special privilege, which was to enter the Wuzhen Realm for free. Of course, there were restrictions.
Every core disciple had a chance to enter the first three realms of the Wuzhen Realm once a year. There was no limit to the length of time they could cultivate.
The Wuzhen Realm wasn't located in Mt. Mingguang. In fact, it didn't exist in any of the seven mountains. It was located in an independent small space.
Walking through a portal in Mt. Mingguang, there was a deep blue light flickering all around. It seemed to be flowing endlessly.
In just a breath, the deep blue light disappeared. Chen Zong stood on a heptagonal platform. The platform was very large, with a radius of several thousand meters. On each side, there was a deep blue whirlpool light portal.
The first realm!
The second realm!
The third realm!
Scanning from left to right, above each whirlpool light portal, there were three glowing words, from the first realm to the seventh realm.
The first to third realms were suitable for those below the Transcendent Realm. The fourth to seventh realms were suitable for those above the Transcendent Realm.
It was said that the first realm was the least efficient, while the seventh realm was the most efficient.
Official and elite disciples could also enter the Wuzhen Realm to cultivate, but they would need to spend a corresponding amount of merit points from the Sect.
Core disciples had the privilege of cultivating once a year. More than that, they would also need to spend a corresponding amount of merit points from the Sect. The first realm required the least merit points, the second realm required more, and the third realm required even more.
Currently, Chen Zong's Sect merit points were zero. A free opportunity was naturally very precious. Chen Zong directly headed for the third realm.
Chen Zong's speed wasn't fast. He walked while thinking.
He remembered asking his Senior Brother Yu why the first to third realms of the Wuzhen Realm were suitable for those below the Transcendent Realm to enter because they were filled with the aura of Little True Meaning. The aura of Little True Meaning in the first realm was the weakest, but the burden it placed on one's will was also the weakest. The third realm was the strongest.
This was also the reason why the Remote Yuan Heavenly Sect didn't set a cultivation time limit. No matter who it was, they couldn't stay in the Wuzhen Realm for too long. The aura of Little True Meaning and the countless remnant wills would constantly impact one's cultivation. The longer one stayed, the more obvious it would be.
Chen Zong walked up to the light portal of the third realm. Without any hesitation, he stepped into it. He felt as if he had stepped into water. His whole body felt sticky, as if he had sunk into deep water.
In front of him, there seemed to be a white void, as if endless clouds were lingering around it. There were seven-sided platforms about two meters wide floating in the air. Some of the platforms had people sitting cross-legged on them, meditating with their eyes closed, while others were empty.
Chen Zong discovered that the platforms weren't infinite. There were a total of one hundred platforms.
He chose an empty platform. His figure flashed, and leaped into the air. Like a bird soaring through the air, he landed on the platform lightly and steadily.
As soon as he landed on the platform, Chen Zong's expression changed. He could feel waves of chaotic information swarming towards him. There were cries of sorrow, laughter, roars, growls, and murmurs. Countless voices and information mixed together like a chaotic river.
"Is this the remnant wills?" Chen Zong exclaimed as he silently felt the impact of the chaotic information coming from all directions.
In a place like this, those who didn't have a strong enough will wouldn't be able to withstand the impact of the chaotic remnant wills. If it was light, they would faint, and if it was heavy, they would collapse.
Chen Zong estimated that to withstand the impact of the chaotic remnant wills here, one would need to have at least a Seven-Star Spiritual Will. However, that was only the threshold. One would only be able to withstand the impact for a short period of time. One wouldn't be able to cultivate here.
Only an Eight-Star Spiritual Will would be able to withstand the impact better. However, it was also very difficult to cultivate and comprehend. Only a Nine-Star Spiritual Will could withstand the impact of the chaotic remnant wills and cultivate and comprehend.
"My Spiritual Will is several times stronger than a normal Nine-Star Spiritual Will. Withstanding the impact of the chaotic remnant wills here is a piece of cake." Chen Zong thought to himself, "However, the chaotic remnant wills here are endless, and my Spiritual Will will be constantly depleted. The longer I stay here, the weaker my resistance will be. I wonder how many days I can cultivate and comprehend here?"
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