On the stone platform by the lake, there was no longer any wind nor any sound. Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of thunder.
This sound of thunder was a bit strange because it didn't come from the real world, but from people's sea of consciousness.
This sound of thunder came from Chen Chang Sheng's body. It didn't come from the vibrations of the air, but from the explosion of True Essence and the burning of Qi openings.
Somewhere on Chen Chang Sheng's chest suddenly became bright. The light came from his body, penetrated through his tattered Taoist robe and reflected into everyone's eyes.
That Qi opening was lit up by him.
Soon after, more and more muffled sounds of thunder sounded. These sounds of thunder seemed to come from the sky, but actually came from his body.
More and more spots of light appeared in the depths of his Taoist robe. The order in which these Qi openings were lit up seemed to have no pattern. These Qi openings also didn't seem to have any connection with each other. If these Qi openings were to be connected with a line, it would only be a very sloppy picture.
As time went by, the atmosphere became more and more tense. The gazes that fell on Chen Chang Sheng became more and more concerned. He had already lit up many Qi openings in his body. His Taoist robe became brighter and brighter, as if it was a glass lamp, incomparably bright from the inside out.
At a certain moment, the sound of thunder finally stopped. He finally stopped the process of the star radiance lighting up the Qi openings. No one could clearly see how many Qi openings he had lit up. Did he light up dozens of Qi openings like ordinary cultivators, or did he light up more than a hundred or even two hundred Qi openings like those cultivators with extraordinary talent?
The quiet world around him began to move. The breeze on the surface of the lake lightly brushed against his tattered Taoist robe. The light in the robe gradually faded, revealing star-like spots of light.
Those spots of light seemed messy, but in reality they had their own pattern. They were the countless stars in the night sky, forming a complete star chart.
This was the Star Domain.
Chen Chang Sheng opened his eyes. His eyes were still as clean as before, but compared to before, there were some subtle changes. The depths of his clear eyes faintly emitted the light of stars, as if they were jade that had been washed by water for countless years. His presence had also undergone a great change, becoming purer and stronger.
The lake breeze blew gently, causing his Daoist robe to flutter. He stood up, stardust drifting out from his sleeves and slowly dancing in the air.
The stardust gradually disappeared, and so did the countless stars on his Daoist robe. However, an invisible barrier remained.
He was still standing in the same place, but he was no longer in this world.
There was a deathly silence.
Chen Changsheng had successfully entered Star Condensation!
Furthermore, the Star Domain he had condensed looked so complete that it even gave off a feeling of perfection!
Previously, Gou Hanshi had revealed his Star Condensation cultivation in front of Scholartree Manor's Zhong Hui, causing everyone to feel incomparable shock and admiration, but what about now?
He broke Qiushan Jun's record, becoming the youngest Star Condensation cultivator in history!
The silence was finally broken by excited discussions and shocked sighs. The place became extremely lively.
Seeing Chen Chang Sheng open his eyes, Tang Thirty Six's tightly clenched fists finally relaxed. Then, he looked at Guan Fei Bai and raised his eyebrows with an indescribable pride.
Guan Fei Bai did not look at him, nor did he look at Chen Changsheng. Instead, he looked at Guan Bai, who was slowly rising to his feet, his face filled with respect.
Many people were also looking at Guan Bai with admiration and reverence.
Only now did some people completely understand why Chen Changsheng had asked Guan Bai to wait a while for him.
And Guan Bai had actually just quietly waited.
This sort of demeanor was truly worthy of praise.
There were also some people gazing at the high platform, at that beautiful figure behind the curtain.
These people were thinking that since Chen Changsheng had succeeded in breaking into Star Condensation, the Holy Maiden's mood would presumably be extremely poor.
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Chen Changsheng sensed that star in the distant sky, sensed the power of its radiance, sensed the endless flow of true essence through his meridians, and was deeply moved.
Because he had spent so much time comprehending and preparing, he was very confident that he could condense a perfect Star Domain. But a Star Domain was one thing. To him, the most important aspect of succeeding in Star Condensation was that it could partially resolve the problem of his true essence being limited due to the blockage of his meridians. It was even possible for him to borrow this power to directly break open those blockages in his meridians.
He currently felt his body brimming with boundless strength. He was confident that if the Demon Lord came again and he opened the Yellow Paper Umbrella, he would be able to block at least two of his attacks. This also meant that even if he faced the world's most powerful expert, he would still be able to protect his life for at least an instant.
Although an instant could not cover ten thousand li, nor could it cover a hundred years, it was enough for him to use all the methods he had hidden, allowing him to find a way to break through space and enter the Garden of Zhou. And as long as he entered the Garden of Zhou, he was confident that neither the Demon Lord nor any other terrifying expert would be able to kill him in a short amount of time.
The result of his calculations was very perfect, which made him feel very at ease. The flow of true essence in his body and this rich feeling of strength strengthened this feeling. Breaking into Star Condensation strengthened his perception, making the scenery of the lakes and mountains in his eyes even more vivid. In short, he had never felt that the world was so beautiful.
A few nights ago, after that long conversation with Xu Yourong, he had resolved to break into Star Condensation during the Boiling Stone Summit. What he pursued was precisely this feeling of ease.
Thus, even though he knew that his cultivation was far inferior to his opponent's, he still accepted his opponent's challenge. He wanted to borrow this pressure to break through that most crucial wall. Of course, he needed to thank his opponent for giving him this opportunity, and for giving him so much time in such a carefree manner.
Chen Changsheng sincerely bowed to Guan Bai and said with a sincere expression, "Many thanks, Senior."
Guan Bai did not avoid it. He had given Chen Changsheng one year precisely because he wanted to see if he could successfully break into Star Condensation in this one year.
"As expected, you did not disappoint me, did not disappoint the world."
He looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "But in today's sword battle, I still have to win."
In this battle, Guan Bai was fighting in place of Zhuang Huanyu, who had committed suicide by the cold well of the Heavenly Dao Academy. He had the dignity of an expert on the path of the sword, the bearing of the young leader of the Heavenly Dao Academy. He could give Chen Changsheng enough time to break into Star Condensation, could even protect him, but he would not let Chen Changsheng leave with the attitude of a victor.
By successfully breaking into Star Condensation, Chen Changsheng had accomplished his most important goal in coming to Mount Han. Whether it was the Pope's or Su Li's expectations, they had already been completely realized by him. He had no interest in the Heavenstone, even if he knew that the little black stone on the plate probably had some secret relationship with Wang Zhice. He did not care about the outcome of this battle and was completely capable of leaving, but out of gratitude and respect for Guan Bai, he had to seriously finish this battle, giving his first battle after breaking into Star Condensation to his opponent.
He raised the Stainless Sword in his hand and pointed it at Guan Bai, calm and respectful.
Guan Bai raised the sword in his left hand and very casually chopped down from above.
Above was the heavens, below was the earth.
Chopping down from above meant descending from the heavens.
But his sword was not a waterfall descending from the heavens, but more like a flowing cloud high in the sky, carrying with it an even more profound meaning.
As he gazed at this seemingly simple sword, Gou Hanshi's expression instantly turned extremely solemn.
The hair at Zhexiu's temples suddenly floated up like steel wires.
The beautiful figure behind the curtain seemed to faintly move forward.
They could see the terrifying aspect of Guan Bai's sword.
While Chen Changsheng was breaking into Star Condensation, Guan Bai was not idle. He also sat cross-legged on the ground, accumulating and comprehending.
Guan Bai was comprehending the world around him, the stones in the lake behind him, as well as the changes in the world and the movements of the stones as Chen Changsheng broke into Star Condensation. From this, he sought out a pattern and then refined it.
This sword of his was no longer strength, but a pattern.
The pattern of the world was the Heavenly Dao.
Although this sword of his was still far from being the true Heavenly Dao, it was still an incomparably real sword of the Heavenly Dao.
As the head of the Six Ivies for the past one hundred years, the Heavenly Dao Academy naturally had its extraordinary aspects. Its most extraordinary aspect was its Daoist technique that could sense the Heavenly Dao.
As the previous Principal of the Heavenly Dao Academy, Mao Qiuyu was naturally incomparably familiar with this sword of Guan Bai's.
His face revealed sorrow, reminiscence, gratification, and many other emotions.
In his view, Chen Changsheng had no way of receiving this sword, even though he had already broken into Star Condensation and his cultivation had skyrocketed.
The Heavenly Dao Sword was the strongest sword of the Heavenly Dao Academy. This sword required the wielder to raise their spirit and spirit to the most perfect level, then become one with the world around them. Only then could it be used.
It was impossible for cultivators of the same level to block this sword. Even the wielder himself, once he began to use this sword style, would find it impossible to stop.
Because the Heavenly Dao could not be disobeyed, the Heavenly Dao could not be defied.
If it were a normal cultivator who had just broken into Star Condensation and whose cultivation was still unstable, they would perhaps have thoughts of giving up before Guan Bai's Heavenly Dao Sword.
But Chen Changsheng would not. Although when he saw this sword descend from the sky, he already knew that he did not have much confidence in defeating Guan Bai, he still wanted to try and receive this sword.
It was precisely because this sword represented the Heavenly Dao.
In the last few years, he had been fighting against fate. What he wanted to fight against was the Heavenly Dao. He had to win, or at the very least, he could not lose that heart that dared to challenge the Heavenly Dao.
So not only did he not retreat, he took a step forward to welcome the Heavenly Dao Sword.
As his step fell, thunder began to roar once more, as if countless small storms were taking form in his body and then beginning to furiously revolve.
Boom! The star radiance in ten-some Qi openings began to explode, then link together into a line. A blocked meridian was thus opened!
Everyone in the surroundings was able to clearly sense that the aura he emanated was actually much stronger than before!
But this was still not enough to help him defeat the Heavenly Dao.
He very calmly took another step forward.
As his step fell, the wind stirred and his Daoist robe madly danced. Although it was tattered, it was like a banner of war.
Another blocked meridian was opened, and his Qi once more grew stronger!
Soon after, his third step fell!
And yet … there was no thunder, no wind.
There was no sound at all, only silence.
His brow creased, somewhat pained, somewhat astonished.
He turned his head to a certain place, seeming to be in great difficulty, as if this simple movement had consumed all his strength.
That place was the high platform, isolated by a curtain.
He gazed at the beautiful figure behind the curtain, his expression slightly perplexed, seeming very helpless.
Just what had happened?
He stood on the stone platform, his face pale, seemingly unable to make any movement.
And at this moment, the Heavenly Dao Sword had already slashed down.
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