Everything was on the right track.
As for what happened next, there was no need for Wang Chong to worry too much about it. Once the 'snowball' started rolling, it would grow thicker and thicker with each passing moment.
And for Wang Chong, even though the snowball that he had stacked earlier on hadn't started growing, it was already starting to roll!
After meeting with Zhao Jingdian and Wei Hao a few times, Wang Chong quickly returned to his cultivation.
Days passed, and Wang Chong improved with each passing day.
Eight days later …
Chi!
Light surged in the dark chamber. Suddenly, with a 'chi' sound, a brilliant radiance shot out from the tip of Wang Chong's blunt sword.
This radiance was as thin as a thread, but it was incredibly bright. At first glance, it was so blinding that one couldn't even open one's eyes. Furthermore, the radiance was extremely condensed, and it didn't weaken in the slightest even after extending for more than a dozen zhang.
Chi! The radiance swiftly dissipated into nothingness upon coming into contact with the wall a dozen zhang away.
"This is … sword qi! This is great! "
Upon seeing this radiance, Wang Chong felt incomparably agitated.
After studying and comprehending it for over 10 days, he'd finally compressed the vital energy in his body to the limit and condensed this strand of swift and fierce sword qi that was fine like a gossamer.
It might have seemed as thin as a thread, but it was actually the result of compressing a large amount of Origin Energy in Wang Chong's body.
"After so many days, I've finally managed to condense sword qi!"
Wang Chong's heart leaped in excitement.
Sword qi was also a form of Origin Energy, but it was compressed to its limits. Because of this, the might of a Sword Dao expert was so powerful.
At this moment, Wang Chong felt that all his efforts had paid off.
"Hmm?"
Just as he was deep in thought, Wang Chong suddenly felt a bizarre ray of light shooting in. This ray of light didn't come from the door or anywhere else. Instead, it came from the wall in front of him.
The place where Wang Chong cultivated was a dark chamber, and there wasn't a single speck of light in it.
This was also to get used to the practice of hearing and intuition in Sword Dao. Therefore, when a ray of light shone into the room, it would feel very strange.
"Strange? I remember there was no light here before! "
Wang Chong walked in from the ground and walked in the direction of the light. On the wall, about a meter above the ground, there was a small hole that could be vaguely seen.
That strange light shone in from this hole.
At first, Wang Chong didn't notice it. He even stretched out a finger to touch the wall. But soon, Wang Chong realized it. Wasn't this hole the place where the sword energy from the [Life Massacre Sword] hit?
"What's going on? Could it be that the Sword Qi I shot out just now even pierced through the walls here? "
Wang Chong was dumbstruck, his entire body frozen.
The surrounding walls of the training room he was in were not made of wood, but of steel. It was very difficult to build a room made of steel like this, so the Kunwu Training Camp only had it on the main peak.
Moreover, the training room Wang Chong chose was a very private one, designed for martial artists of rank seven and above. Wang Chong had checked before. The metal wall here was at least a foot thick.
Steel as thick as this could not be easily scratched even by a broadsword. Even if it was a WuZi Steel weapon, it would be very difficult to damage such a thick weapon.
But on this wall, there was actually a hair-thin hole.
Was the sword energy of the [Life Massacre Sword] so sharp?
Wang Chong suddenly raised the blunt iron sword in his hand, his eyes twitching wildly. Although he was the one who shot it, even Wang Chong couldn't believe it.
"Swoosh!"
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Wang Chong suddenly raised his head. Without thinking, he swung his sword at the wall in front of him again. "Swoosh!" A burning, dazzling, and hair-thin ray of light shot out again, disappearing into the thick steel wall.
Wang Chong waited for a while, but the room was dark. Apart from the ray of light, there was nothing else.
"This … could it be that I guessed wrong? This hole is not my sword energy? "
Taken aback, Wang Chong suddenly felt a little uncertain.
Could it be that this was all a coincidence?
"Hum!"
While he was deep in thought, suddenly, a strand of light, as thin as a strand of hair, penetrated the wall and shone into the room.
Two tiny rays of light, one on the left and one on the right, were extremely eye-catching.
That's right! It was really the result of the Sword Energy of Massacre!
As this thought flashed through his mind, Wang Chong stared in a daze at the two tiny rays of light shining through the wall, not even daring to believe that they were his handiwork.
"I didn't expect Senior Su's Sword Energy of Massacre to be so sharp! I've only cultivated the first strand of the most basic sword energy, but I can already penetrate a steel wall that's a foot thick. If I cultivate it to the extreme, I don't know how terrifying it will be. No wonder Senior Su could single-handedly kill tens of thousands of Foreign Steel Cavalry in the capital. "
Wang Chong took a deep breath, his heart shivering.
This was the first time he experienced the terror of the Art of God and Demon Obliteration. Moreover, it wasn't So Jung-son who told him about it, but Wang Chong himself comprehended it.
In that instant, Wang Chong's mind was filled with thoughts, and he suddenly remembered many things from the past.
The Foreign Steel Cavalry back then not only had great strength, but they also had a terrifying defense.
Their bodies were very dense, strong, and tough, and they had almost no weaknesses. Many fatal injuries had no effect on them.
Many powerful techniques used by humans on the battlefield had no effect on them. Even if they were pierced by swords and sabers, they wouldn't be much of a hindrance.
Many powerful killing techniques would be greatly reduced when used by them.
The offensive and defensive strength of both sides were on completely different levels.
Because of this, humans suffered heavy casualties in their battles against them. Many famous foreign armies of the Tang dynasty and the Foreign Steel Cavalry were annihilated right in front of them.
Blood and death created the reputation of these Foreign Steel Cavalry. But their strength was even more terrifying than their reputation. On the battlefield, humans were almost completely unable to fight back.
Wang Chong had seen a thousand-strong Foreign Steel Cavalry sweep through a human army of nearly ten thousand with his own eyes!
Even the army that Wang Chong had trained had been the result of a collective effort, the combined strength of all the human race.
— — that was the last of humanity's strength.
But it was under such circumstances that So Jung-son was able to single-handedly kill nearly ten thousand Foreign Steel Cavalry!
When Wang Chong heard of this before, he only felt that So Jung-son was very powerful. But he didn't know just how powerful he was.
He had been in contact with So Jung-son for more than three months, and So Jung-son had never displayed his martial arts in front of him. Even when they parted at the end, he only used the Air Absorption Palm, which wasn't anything special.
So in their daily interactions, Wang Chong's understanding of So Jung-son was that this was a stubborn, persistent, isolated old man who was immersed in the past and sorrow, and lived an unhappy life.
But as for his strength, Wang Chong couldn't estimate it.
This was the first time Wang Chong had a vague understanding of So Jung-son and the tip of the iceberg of the Art of God and Demon Obliteration.
"Those foreign cavalry in the capital probably died extremely miserable deaths," Wang Chong said with a sigh.
Wang Chong thought.
Given the might of the Art of God and Demon Obliteration, Wang Chong was sure that those Foreign Steel Cavalry back then must have been riddled with holes. Under such circumstances, no matter how resilient and compact one's body was, death was the only outcome for them.
"The Art of God and Demon Obliteration is indeed one of the strongest sword arts in the Central Plains. Given the might of this sword qi, even if I were to face a True Martial realm expert, I am confident that I can pierce through the Stellar Energy around their body and threaten their body!"
At this point, Wang Chong's heart calmed down, and he was even more certain that the Art of God and Demon Obliteration that So Jung-son gave him was the basic version of the Art of God and Demon Obliteration.
This secret art was much more powerful than Wang Chong had imagined.
With this secret art, Wang Chong was even more confident that he could carry out his plans.
In the next few days, Wang Chong did nothing but cultivate in the dark room, nurturing his sword qi step by step.
The cultivation of the Art of God and Demon Obliteration was completely different from ordinary martial arts.
To cultivate this kind of top-notch sword art, the first step was to circulate the Origin Qi in one's meridians and compress it step by step, turning it from thick to thin, becoming denser and denser.
When it was compressed to the extreme, when there was only a sliver left, the Origin Qi would turn into sword qi.
— — This process was extremely difficult to cultivate!
But the next step was the most important. When the vital energy was compressed to the extreme and finally turned into sword Qi that was as thin as a gossamer, what he had to do next was to do the opposite. He had to constantly nurture the sword intent and sword Qi, and then grow the thin sword Qi step by step, from thin to thick, and then to thicker and stronger sword Qi step by step.
— — This step was even more difficult to cultivate. The nurturing of sword intent had to be done at all times, not the slightest bit careless.
As time slowly passed, Wang Chong's sword intent improved every day. From the thin strand at the beginning, it slowly doubled in size, and then slowly increased.
Even though the cultivation of sword qi was different from the growth of one's inner strength, Wang Chong could still sense that his strength was growing by the day.
When Wang Chong's Sword Qi of Massacre condensed to the thickness of a chopstick, Wang Chong could clearly sense that the growth of his sword qi had slowed down.
Wang Chong was no stranger to this feeling. It was a bottleneck.
"It's about time. It's probably due to my cultivation realm restricting my cultivation. Given my Origin Energy Tier 7 cultivation, I can only cultivate the Sword Qi of Massacre to this level. If I want to advance further, I'll probably have to wait until I reach Origin Energy Tier 8. "
In the dark room, with a thought, Wang Chong shot out a surge of sword qi from his fingertip. Different from before, this surge of sword qi wasn't ten centimeters long but around three chi. Its radiance was even more blinding than the sun, and it flickered at the tip of the sword.
Only Wang Chong and his Sword Qi of Massacre were capable of such a feat. For a mere Origin Energy realm cultivator to possess such powerful sword qi, this was something only Wang Chong and his Sword Qi of Massacre were capable of.
Chi!
Wang Chong brandished his sword, and the sword qi sliced across the wall lightly. Immediately, a piece of steel the size of tofu was scraped off from the wall as though it was nothing.
The entire process was unimaginably easy!
"I'm almost done with my cultivation. It's about time for me to head out."
After spending another two days in the dark room, Wang Chong finally walked out. And it was at this moment that Wang Chong finally welcomed his guest.
After more than twenty days of delay, the future Imperial Uncle Yang Zhao finally couldn't sit still any longer. Instead of looking for Wang Chong's Big Uncle Wang Gen, he ran to the Kunwu Training Camp to look for Wang Chong.
The rules of Kunwu Training Camp were extremely strict. Even Big Uncle Wang Gen had to contact Wang Chong via messenger pigeon if he wished to meet Wang Chong. After which, he had to wait outside the training camp before he could meet Wang Chong.
However, Yang Zhao was different.
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