"My Way is the Way of the Sword, and my Way of the Sword is the Will. This sword will be named the Heavenly Sword." Chen Zong decided on the name of the sword.
"The Will Heavenly Sword …" Ouyang Qi thought for a while, but he didn't feel anything special about it. If he were the one naming it, he wouldn't have named it that way. But since he had given it to Chen Zong, it had to be in line with Chen Zong's wishes.
"Master Ouyang, my Demon Slayer is damaged. Can you restore it?" Chen Zong hung the Will Heavenly Sword at his waist and pulled out the Demon Slayer for Ouyang Qi to see.
Ouyang Qi's gaze fell on the mottled Demon Slayer, and his brows furrowed. After a few breaths, he relaxed.
"I should be able to." Ouyang Qi nodded.
"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Ouyang," Chen Zong said as he sheathed the Demon Slayer and handed it to Ouyang Qi.
With the Will Heavenly Sword, Chen Zong bid farewell to Ouyang Qi and returned to his residence.
Taking the sword from his waist and holding it with both hands, Chen Zong's eyes were filled with excitement.
He took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
"Let's start refining," Chen Zong said to himself.
Chen Zong sat down cross-legged and pulled out the Heavenly Will Sword. Placing the scabbard to the side, Chen Zong lightly touched the blade with his finger. With a slight stab of pain, his tough skin was cut open, and blood dripped onto the blade.
Drip … Drip …
Drops of golden blood dripped from the wound on his finger onto the Will Heavenly Sword. They didn't splash outside, but all of them landed on the sword and spread out.
From the tip to the tip, the blood dripped onto the Will Heavenly Sword, dyeing it completely red.
The illusory sword energy surged and covered the Will Heavenly Sword in an instant, beginning to refine it.
The so-called refining was to establish a connection between a person and a sword, making it available for one's own use.
Ordinary spirit weapons only had one refining step, but the Will Heavenly Sword was special. It had three steps, but once the first step was completed, it could be used like any other spirit weapon.
With the blood as the root and the illusory sword energy as the fire, Chen Zong refined the Will Heavenly Sword step by step. The process was slow and long.
One Day … Two Days … Three Days …
In the blink of an eye, fifteen days had passed.
The Pure Yang Qi and blood were all refined into the sword under the illusory sword force. With a flash of light, Chen Zong could clearly feel a connection between himself and the Heavenly Will Sword.
When he looked at the blade again, although it was still very dazzling, it was no longer as painful as before, as if his eyes were being cut.
His right hand landed on the hilt of the sword. It fit perfectly, as if the sword was an extension of his arm, as nimble as his five fingers.
With a flick of his wrist, sword flowers appeared in the air, blooming in an orderly manner. The faint golden-red sword flowers were suffused with traces of silver light, looking abnormally beautiful, breathtaking, and shocking.
In an instant, nine sword flowers bloomed in the air. Each sword flower was made up of ninety-nine sword scars. They surrounded Chen Zong like real flowers and lingered for a long time.
If other sword practitioners were to see this scene, they would be very shocked. What kind of high level of swordsmanship was this?
If it were before, Chen Zong would not have been able to do this. But after the initial refinement of the Will Heavenly Sword, he was able to do it. Firstly, it was because of his high level of swordsmanship. Secondly, the Will Heavenly Sword was incomparably compatible with him, even more so than the Demon Slayer Sword.
For any martial practitioner, the best weapon was a weapon that suited them.
In this small room, Chen Zong swung the sword.
The sword halo circled around him like a swimming dragon. It was very agile and lively.
"In terms of power, it is not inferior to the Demon Slayer Sword. In terms of control, it is even better than the Demon Slayer Sword." Chen Zong was pleasantly surprised.
After a while, Chen Zong sheathed the sword and hung it at his waist. Traces of illusory sword energy flowed through the points of contact, continuously entering the Will Heavenly Sword. After a cycle, it returned to his body. This cycle continued, further refining the Will Heavenly Sword.
After the initial refinement, it was time to further refine it. This required time and could not be done quickly.
Chen Zong also consciously controlled the amount of illusory sword energy. He would not let it affect his own abilities.
"If I don't use the True Intent Sword Comprehension, my abilities will not reach the King-Ranked Realm. The most important thing now is to raise my cultivation level and use it to increase my abilities," Chen Zong said to himself as he walked out of his room.
Xiang Liang.
"Brother Chen." Xiang Liang walked over with a smile. "Have you recovered?"
"I have." Chen Zong smiled.
"Then you don't know what happened during this time, right?" Xiang Liang smiled and said, "After we retreated, the Demon Race army took over the campsite. However, the Demon Suppressing Army's upper echelons made a prompt decision to detonate the eight Demon Suppressing Pillars. Not only did they destroy the Demon Race army, but they also destroyed the door."
Hearing this, Chen Zong was stunned.
When he received the order to retreat, he did not know anything else. After he returned, he rested for three days because of the aftereffects of using the True Intent Sword Comprehension. After that, he went to Master Weapon Ouyang to retrieve the Heavenly Will Sword and spent half a month to refine it. He did not leave his room at all and did not know anything about the outside world.
He did not expect such a big thing to happen.
The eight Demon Suppressing Pillars were detonated, killing the Demon Race army and causing the Demon Race to suffer significant losses. The door was also destroyed, which prevented the Demon Race from attacking the Blue Waves Continent.
Immediately, Chen Zong could not help but think about the Demon King Race King-Ranked martial artist. He wondered if he had also died from the explosion of the Demon Suppressing Pillars. If he had, it would be a pity. That was because he did not get to kill him personally.
"Now that the door has been destroyed, doesn't that mean the Demon Race cannot attack anymore?" Chen Zong could not help but ask.
"That's right." Xiang Liang nodded. "However, this is only temporary. That door was originally opened by the Demon Race martial artists. Now that the door has been destroyed, the Demon Race martial artists can open it again. However, it will take time."
"From what I know, it will take at least half a year for the Demon Race martial artists to open the door again," Xiang Liang added.
"Half a year!" Chen Zong muttered.
Half a year was actually a very short time. Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for one's cultivation level to increase by much.
"The only thing I can do now is to enter the Demon Refining Platform again," Chen Zong said to himself.
He calculated that he had been in the Demon Slaying Division for more than a year. He could enter the Demon Refining Platform again to cultivate.
"My cultivation level is now at the late-stage of the Sixth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm. If I enter the Demon Refining Platform to cultivate, it will not be difficult for me to break through to the early-stage of the Seventh Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm."
"When that happens, my strength will increase significantly. However, I wonder if I can become a King-Ranked martial artist?"
Chen Zong already had a clear idea of how strong a King-Ranked martial artist was. However, he was not sure how much his strength would increase after he broke through to the Seventh Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm.
To the current him, becoming a King-Ranked martial artist was his number one goal. It was also a form of attraction.
Coincidentally, Xiang Liang also wanted to go to the Demon Refining Platform to cultivate. The two of them went together.
Once again, Chen Zong arrived at the Demon Refining Platform. Although he had already seen it once, he was still shocked.
Stepping into the Demon Refining Platform, he found an empty talisman base and sat down cross-legged. Then, he began to circulate his Mystic Art.
Inside the Demon Refining Platform, the Demon Race's Essence Qi shot up into the sky like smoke signals. Then, it scattered in all directions. Chen Zong's body was enveloped by the Essence Qi smoke signals. It was as if he had been swallowed up and disappeared.
Large amounts of Essence Qi smoke signals continuously entered his body and filled it. Chen Zong circulated his Mystic Art to the maximum and rapidly refined the Essence Qi.
Now that his cultivation had reached the late-stage of the Sixth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm, Chen Zong's refining speed had increased. Most importantly, after the Heaven Ascension Pagoda had been completely refined, that part of his spiritual consciousness had been unsealed and restored. This had greatly improved Chen Zong's ability to control his spiritual consciousness. With this improvement, Chen Zong's refining speed of the Demon Race's Essence Qi had increased.
He could feel that the spirit power in his body was accumulating at an alarming speed.
He began to break through the next aperture point. After several attempts, the aperture points were opened. His cultivation had also improved. However, if he wanted to break through to the peak of the Sixth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm, he still needed to open another aperture point.
If he was in the outside world, he would probably need a few months to accumulate spirit power before he could open another aperture point. However, inside the Demon Refining Platform, this time was shortened by ten times or even a hundred times.
Accumulate, accumulate, accumulate, continuously accumulate.
With a popping sound, as if something had broken, an even stronger aura instantly emanated from Chen Zong's body.
Peak of the Sixth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm!
This was within his expectations and within reason. However, Chen Zong didn't feel happy. Instead, he calmly continued to cultivate.
It wouldn't be long. Perhaps in half a year, the Demon Race's army would once again invade the Blue Waves Continent. When that time came, it would truly be a large-scale invasion.
After the battle with the Demon Race in the first level of the Earth Demon Abyss, Chen Zong already knew how cruel it would be.
If the Demon Race were to invade the surface, they would definitely mobilize even more troops than they did in the Earth Demon Abyss.
Strength!
He had to possess even greater strength in order to be able to kill even more Demons when the Demon Race's army invades on a large scale.
Otherwise, even a King-Ranked Demon Race martial artist would be able to defeat him. Unless he used a forbidden art. However, forbidden arts were only means of risking one's life and couldn't be sustained for long.
Half a year!
At the very least, he had to raise his strength to the King-Ranked Demon Realm within this half a year.
"Earthly Spirit Realm …"
"Too far."
As his spirit power continued to accumulate and his apertures opened, Chen Zong's cultivation gradually increased.
Peak of the Sixth Tier of the Extreme Mortal Realm!
However, Chen Zong's limits were even greater than the limits of other martial artists.
While Chen Zong was working hard to raise his cultivation, the others were doing the same as well. All of them were making use of their time to raise their strength as much as possible. The air in the Demon Suppressing Fortress was filled with a sense of desolation and coldness. Everyone couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Sister, you should go back first," Hua Wenjun said in a serious tone.
"No, I want to stay." Hua Wenqing's face was filled with determination.
"You should know that once the Demon Race's army invades, you might die here," Hua Wenjun said again.
"Brother, the Demon Suppressing Army will start again soon. Like you, I want to join the Demon Suppressing Army." Hua Wenqing's tone was extremely determined.
"You …" Hua Wenjun couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He wanted to participate in the Demon Suppressing Army's selection, but he wanted his sister to leave and return to the clan. That would be safer.
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