In front of the Sword Peak, Ye Futian sat cross-legged. There were no more cultivators on the nine stone platforms.
With Ye Futian here, no one was qualified to cultivate on the stone platform. What happened before made all the cultivators know their place. Cultivating on the stone platform was just embarrassing themselves.
Many people had left before, but there were also many who stayed behind to watch Ye Futian cultivate.
As time passed, they saw the Sword Peak once again lit up with a brilliant light. The nine swords circled around it, and on the Sword Mountain, they could vaguely see an illusory figure dancing with the sword. However, it was somewhat illusory and unreal.
At this time, Ye Futian's eyes were closed tightly. He resonated with the Sword Peak, and the Sword Will flowed on his body. It was as if the Sword Will on his body was the Sword Will flowing on the Sword Peak.
In his mind, an image appeared. In the boundless space, he stood there alone, the sword in his hand dancing again and again. Each sword style was different. After countless dances, the nine styles seemed to merge into one, turning into one sword.
With this sword, thousands of sword shadows appeared, and many sword-shaped trajectories appeared in the void. Some were fast, some were slow, and each was different. But the terrible sword shadows pierced through the space. When the sword shadows merged into one, the thousands of sword shadows turned into one sword. This sword seemed to be able to crush everything.
At this time, an incomparably terrible sword light appeared in the Sword Peak, shooting straight into the sky. The hearts of all the cultivators suddenly trembled, and then they looked at Ye Futian. They also saw a sword light on Ye Futian's body, directly heading towards the Sword Peak. Moreover, between Ye Futian and the Sword Peak, many of his shadows appeared, and each of them seemed to thrust out a sword.
"Boom …"
A terrible sound of thunder exploded, as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. In the next moment, they were shocked to find that the Sword Peak had been shattered, and only a Sword Will bloomed.
Ye Futian, who had been sitting there, had disappeared. When the crowd saw him again, he was on top of the broken Sword Peak, standing in the middle of the Lingtian Sword Will. It was as if the moment the sword was unleashed, he had become the sword and moved with it. Even some high-level Renhuangs could not see the sword clearly.
"So powerful. Is this the ultimate sword style left behind by the Sword Peak?" Everyone was extremely shocked. They saw that Ye Futian, who was bathed in the light of the sword, was being baptized by the sword will. The sword will seemed to be completely merging with him.
At this moment, his entire person was like an extremely sharp sword that could destroy anything and everything.
"The Sword Peak has actually been broken. No one has been able to do it for so many years. This Sword Peak has always been here. Now, it has been broken." Someone muttered in a low voice.
"I've been here four times. It's been thirty years, and this Sword Peak has always been here. Every time I come here, I'll come here to comprehend the Sword Will. After so many years, I've finally comprehended seven out of nine Sword Wills. I thought that I would have the chance to comprehend the Sword Will in another twenty years, but I didn't expect that someone would make my decades of hard work seem like a joke." An old man murmured, "I'm ashamed."
"It's all the same. We met ten years ago." Another elder spoke. He sighed, and his heart was filled with emotions.
They did not expect that one day, the opportunity of the Great Path that was inherited in this place would collapse, and their descendants would no longer have the opportunity to comprehend it.
This guy, who was only a lower-level Renhuang, had comprehended and inherited the Sword Will in less than a day.
"I really want to know what kind of sword this is. It was left behind by a top-notch swordsman. If one can comprehend and cultivate it, one's combat ability will definitely increase. This guy has inherited the Sword Will, so his swordsmanship is probably even stronger."
Everyone was discussing this. A top-notch swordsman had appeared on the Eastern Deity Island, but they had lost an opportunity of swordsmanship. It had been destroyed forever. This guy was extremely talented, but he had also destroyed the relic of the Great Path and enjoyed it alone. What a bastard.
However, they also wanted to be this bastard. Unfortunately, they could not do it.
Ye Futian's body was filled with sword light. It was extremely beautiful. It lasted for a long time before it gradually faded. He opened his eyes, and a sharp sword seemed to shoot out from his pupils, carrying with it the sound of a sword whistling.
One sword with nine forms, nine swords as one. Ye Futian did not know what kind of swordsmanship this swordsmanship was.
This swordsmanship could ignore spatial distance and kill in an instant. The swordsmanship was one, and one could kill the enemy with a single thought. Let's call it Seamless.
Ye Futian thought to himself as he named the swordsmanship.
The Ruins of End, Fleeting, and Seamless were all extraordinary in power. His attainments in swordsmanship were also constantly improving.
Moreover, if the Fleeting Sword was used in conjunction with Seamless, its power would definitely be even more terrifying. The combination of long-range and close-range attacks would definitely become a terrifying sword of slaughter.
Ye Futian glanced at the disappearing Sword Peak, then looked at the crowd. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he could not help but smile bitterly. "Sorry, this Sword Peak broke by itself!"
"It broke by itself …"
Ye Futian looked at Ye Futian. Seeing that this guy was apologizing but had an innocent expression on his face, he really wanted to beat him up.
Did the Sword Peak break by itself?
Naturally, it was because of Ye Futian's cultivation. However, Ye Futian had comprehended the Sword Will of the Sword Peak and obtained this opportunity of the Great Path. What could they say?
They could only sigh.
Ye Futian returned to Xia Qingyuan's side. Emperor Helian and Beigong Ao also looked at Ye Futian and smiled. This guy cultivated by himself, but now, he gave others no chance to cultivate.
"You are ruthless," Beigong Ao said.
"I just cultivated by myself," Ye Futian said with a shrug.
"Yes, you cultivated by yourself, leaving no place for others to cultivate. Fortunately, it was only this Sword Peak, and there are many opportunities of the Great Path in the Illusory Sky Domain. Everyone can go to other places to try their luck," Beigong Ao continued.
Ye Futian nodded. "Let's go to other places to try our luck as well."
"Yes." Everyone nodded. The group walked away. Ye Futian's divine consciousness spread out, covering the endless space. He wanted to see where was suitable for cultivation and where there were opportunities of the Great Path that he needed.
Ye Futian and the others quickly came to another place. There were also many people here. They all stood in this space, looking forward.
In front of everyone, there was a gigantic mountain wall. Golden characters were inscribed on the mountain wall. They were cryptic and difficult to understand, as if they were speaking a special language. But just by standing here, they could sense the Sanskrit chants of the Great Dao, giving off an intense pressure.
"This is the inheritance of Buddhist Law?" Ye Futian said as he sensed the meaning. This power gave him the feeling that it was a Buddhist method.
It seemed that Buddhist cultivators had come to Eastern Deity Island to ask for pills. This showed how terrifying the influence of Supreme Deity Donglai was.
"There are words beside it." Xia Qingyuan looked at the bottom right corner of the cliff. There was a line of words engraved on it. Ye Futian looked over, and as expected, it was left behind by a Buddhist monk. He had once been severely wounded by the Great Path, so he had come to seek medicine. Supreme Deity Donglai had healed his Great Path injuries, and this Buddhist monk had left behind a set of Buddhist methods here as thanks.
Many people were quietly comprehending. Ye Futian saw a woman with extraordinary temperament sitting cross-legged in front of him. Many Buddhist characters circled around her body, causing her to be surrounded by Buddhist light. She was extremely holy and could not be profaned.
Ye Futian looked at the incomprehensible characters. He had a feeling that they were not words.
Wisps of the aura of the Great Path emanated from his body, allowing him to more vividly perceive the golden runes on the cliff face. His eyes also became incomparably deep, as if he could see through all illusions.
Suddenly, the runes leaped out and appeared in front of him.
"Musical notes."
Ye Futian thought to himself. As expected, these characters were not words, but musical notes.
The method left on the cliff face was the art of music. Those who did not cultivate music would not be able to comprehend it at all.
"Why can't I understand it?" Beigong Shuang said in a low voice. She had been able to comprehend some of the swordsmanship before, but she could not perceive this cliff face at all.
"It's normal that you can't understand it," the person next to her said with a smile. How many people could understand it?
"Me too," Beigong Ao said. Beigong Shuang nodded slightly. It turned out that even her father could not understand it, so it must be an extraordinary method. She wondered if Ye Futian could understand it.
She looked forward and saw Ye Futian standing there. He said, "This is the Way of Music. It's normal that you can't understand it."
"The Way of Music?" Beigong Shuang revealed a strange look. "Do these characters record the art of music?"
"Not characters, but musical notes. Those who are not cultivators of this kind will not be able to understand it. You don't have to comprehend it," Ye Futian said. Beigong Shuang nodded. She looked at Ye Futian, a little speechless. Before, Ye Futian had played the guqin on Wutong Island. Now, it seemed that he was indeed well-versed in the Way of Music.
A few figures behind the Empress turned to look at Ye Futian and said, "It's you."
"Do you know me?" Ye Futian asked.
"We met in the Penglai Deity Region," the person said with a smile. Before, when Ye Futian and Jun Qiuyan clashed in the Penglai Deity Region, they were all present.
Ye Futian did not say anything.
"I was just thinking of him, and here he is," the person said again. Ye Futian frowned. In his perception, a group of mighty figures was coming this way. At the same time, wisps of cold intent descended on him, containing a touch of murderous intent.
Ye Futian did not look back, but he naturally knew who had come. It was Jun Qiuyan.
Jun Qiuyan had brought many people with him. Before this, he had exchanged many Eastern Deity Tokens, so it could be said that there were many cultivators around him. When they arrived, the mighty group of cultivators made the cultivators here feel a little pressure!
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