The gift he had received from the Hundred Formation Pagoda was simply too great. After leaving the pagoda, his spirit had been constantly under immense pressure.
He had originally planned to find a secluded place after leaving the Hundred Formation Pagoda, or go into seclusion at the Tianji Business Alliance. He had not expected to suddenly come to the Soaring Dragon Realm.
After that, he was hunted down, and then came to the Tyrannical Saber Mountain Manor to seek revenge. Only now did he barely manage to settle down.
The gift from the Hundred Formation Pagoda was not so easy to digest. The gift he had received from the Hundred Formation Pagoda in the Sky Expanse Sect had taken one or two years to digest.
The gift he had received from the Hundred Formation Pagoda in the Cloudy River Battlefield was more than ten times greater than the previous one.
However, it would not take ten times longer. Firstly, Lu Ye's spirit was now much stronger than before. Secondly, his cultivation in the Dao of Formations could not be mentioned in the same breath as before.
However, it was still not something that could be completed in a short period of time.
Lu Ye did not need to digest the entire gift. He only needed to digest a part of it so that his spirit would not be so pressured.
He rarely meditated like this. Occasionally, he would try it out. It was a different experience.
Five days later, in the wooden house he was staying in, Lu Ye slowly opened his eyes. There was a faint glimmer in his eyes.
After five days of comprehension and sorting out, the pressure on his spirit no longer existed. However, the more he comprehended, the more he could feel the vastness of the gift.
After his trip to the Sky Expanse Sect, Lu Ye had been curious about one thing.
Who had created the Hundred Formation Pagoda? Why did it have such a miraculous effect?
How was it divided into three parts?
Such a treasure would definitely exceed the knowledge of the cultivation world of the Nine Prefectures. If it was in its complete state, what would it be like?
It was a pity that there were only two parts of the Hundred Formation Pagoda in the cultivation world of the Nine Prefectures. The location of the third part was unknown.
There were many unrecognized secrets in the cultivation world of the Nine Prefectures. Not to mention Lu Ye, who was only at the Cloud River Tier, could even those at the Divine Sea Tier know everything? Perhaps even they could not see the truth of the Hundred Formation Pagoda.
The pressure on his Soul had been relieved for the time being, but it would take some time for him to completely digest the enormous gift. This matter could not be rushed, and he would slowly digest it when he had the time in the future.
Lu Ye had a faint feeling that if he could digest all the benefits he had obtained this time, then his attainments in array dao might not be the best in the world, but at least in the entire Nine Regions, he would be at the top.
This wasn't him being arrogant, but he was certain of one thing. There had never been an array cultivator in the Nine Continents who had obtained such great benefits from the Hundred Formation Pagoda like him.
But then again, although the Hundred Formation Pagoda's gift could greatly increase Lu Ye's attainments in array dao in a short period of time, it was still a kind of enlightenment that did not belong to him.
If there was a day when he could obtain the pagoda and transcend the pagoda, then he would be able to walk his own path.
Of course, that was a matter for a long time to come. Lu Ye only had a vague idea of what to do in the near future. For now, he wasn't qualified to do so.
Only after the pressure on his Soul had been relieved did Lu Ye take out the unknown black stone from his storage space.
The black stone was the size of an egg and completely black. At first glance, it looked inconspicuous, but upon closer inspection, one would realize that the black stone was like a black hole that could even swallow one's sight.
The secret inheritance of the Tyrannical Saber Art!
It was impossible to verify where Ye Ying had obtained the black stone. There were only rumors that he had obtained it from an ancient ruin.
It was also because of this black stone that Ye Ying had created the Tyrannical Saber Art and the Tyrannical Saber Mountain Villa. It could be said that this small black stone was the root of the Tyrannical Saber Mountain Villa.
The Tyrannical Saber Mountain Villa had indeed been destroyed, and there would be no Tyrannical Saber Mountain Villa in the future. However, as long as this black stone existed, the Tyrannical Saber Art would not be lost.
Lu Ye stared at the black stone. Even with his powerful Soul, he was slightly shaken. Faintly, he felt as if his entire body was about to be sucked into the darkness.
He urged his Spiritual Energy and poured it into the black stone. In an instant, the small black stone seemed to have become a bottomless pit, constantly swallowing Lu Ye's Spiritual Energy.
The darkness on the surface of the black stone became deeper and deeper, as if it was about to materialize and flow out of the stone.
Until a certain moment, a black fog visible to the naked eye surged out. The black fog seemed to have a mind of its own as it rolled back and wrapped around Lu Ye.
Lu Ye did not panic.
When he had killed Pang Wanhai and waited here for Yiyi and Ye Liuli, he had urged this black stone, so he knew that this was a normal phenomenon.
Wrapped in the black fog, Lu Ye instantly lost all perception of his surroundings, as if he had entered another world.
This world was gray and hazy. As far as the eye could see, three indistinct figures could be seen in front of him.
Although the faces of the figures could not be seen clearly, judging from the outlines, these three figures should be the same person. However, they corresponded to the three states of a person's life.
The figure on the left was full of vitality and high spirits.
The figure in the middle was mature and steady, like a mountain.
The figure on the right had a long beard that reached his chest. Although his figure was slightly stooped, his aura was as deep as the sea and as vast as the starry sky.
Youth, middle-aged, old!
Lu Ye vaguely guessed that this should be the mark left by the creator of the Tyrant Saber Art in the black stone to pass on his saber art.
Each figure corresponded to a move of the Tyrant Saber. Three figures meant that the Tyrant Saber had three moves.
This was undoubtedly an extremely brilliant method of inheritance. Compared to using jade slips or books to record, it was much more intuitive. However, this method was not something that just anyone could do.
At the very least, Lu Ye had never heard of any Divine Sea Realm cultivator in the Nine Provinces who could do this. Perhaps he was ignorant, or perhaps this was not a Divine Sea Realm cultivator's method.
The last time Lu Ye came here, he had stimulated the figure of the youth on the far left. However, in just three breaths, he had retreated from here.
This time, he suddenly had the idea to try the other two figures.
As for how to stimulate them, it was not a troublesome matter. After all, this was only an inheritance. The Spiritual Energy he poured into the black stone was the key to opening this inheritance.
However, just as Lu Ye was about to do so, a cold feeling suddenly swept through his body. It was as if an invisible beast had stretched out its tongue and licked his Divine Soul.
Lu Ye suddenly froze, and a trace of understanding appeared in the depths of his heart.
With his current strength, he could not rashly stimulate the figures of the middle-aged and the old man. Otherwise, he would really die here!
A strong Divine Soul not only gave birth to a strong perception, but also a premonition of danger …
Lu Ye suddenly understood.
No wonder even Ye Ying had never used the second and third moves of the Tyrant Saber …
The world only knew that he did not need to use these two moves against enemies, but in fact, he had never cultivated them!
Because Lu Ye was sure that with Ye Ying's foundation, it was not enough to stimulate the figures of the middle-aged and the old man, unless he wanted to die.
This made Lu Ye laugh involuntarily.
However, this also proved the greatness of the Tyrant Saber from another perspective.
With just one move of the Tyrant Saber, Ye Ying had such an achievement. If he could really learn the second and third moves, he would be invincible in the entire Soaring Dragon Realm.
Since he could not rashly stimulate the figures of the middle-aged and the old man, Lu Ye once again turned his gaze to the figure of the youth on the left.
As a cultivator, it was necessary to maintain enough curiosity, but sometimes one also needed to act according to one's ability. Otherwise, one would be courting death.
With a thought.
The youth's figure also moved.
A long saber had appeared in his hand at some unknown time. The long saber was the same as his figure, pitch-black and did not seem to be a real thing.
The youth's figure slightly squatted down, both hands flat, the long saber horizontally in front of his eyes, and the other hand gently brushed the blade.
This posture was the same as Ye Xiong's when he used the Tyrant Saber Technique.
Although it looked similar, the youth's movement made Lu Ye feel as if a sleeping dragon had suddenly awoken. It was as if there was a huge dragon head peeking out from its dragon's lair, overlooking all living things.
Under the boundless pressure, not only could Lu Ye's body not move, even his thoughts were almost stagnant.
The power of Ye Xiong's attack that day, if it had even a fraction of this youth's figure, Lu Ye would have died a hundred times over.
It seemed like an instant, but also like a million years. The youth's saber.
It was an ordinary straight stab, slow.
Such a saber, even an ordinary person who had never cultivated could see it clearly.
However, as the long saber moved forward, an unbelievable scene appeared.
In the darkness, it was as if the dark clouds had dispersed, revealing countless twinkling stars in the sky.
Each of those stars was the flickering light of the saber.
The curtain of stars fell, and the overwhelming starlight followed the long saber, surging towards Lu Ye and wrapping him up.
The first move of the Tyrant Saber, Stars!
When Ye Xiong had used this move, Lu Ye had also had this illusion, but he had quickly gotten rid of it. But at this moment, after the young man had used this move, he couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard he tried.
It was as if countless stars were really falling from the sky, wrapping the whole curtain of the sky and smashing towards him.
Under such heavenly power, who could block it? Perhaps an entire domain would be destroyed.
Lu Ye's spirit soul suffered a great deal of pain in an instant, causing him to groan uncontrollably. It felt as if countless sharp knives were cutting his spirit soul.
But he was unwilling to even blink, staring at the youth's movements. He opened his mind, allowing his soul to feel the thousands of kinds of pain, carefully perceiving the mysteries of this saber move.
Every saber light that cut into Lu Ye's body gave him a new level of enlightenment.
Every moment was stretched to the limit, and it seemed like an eternity, but in reality it was only five breaths. The starlight in the sky shattered, and the surrounding darkness was swept away.
The scene of the wooden house appeared in Lu Ye's vision again. Lu Ye gasped for breath, as if he was drowning, his clothes soaked with sweat.
Although he knew that what he experienced in that environment was not real, and was just a vision caused by the inheritance, but … it was too real, so real that it was as if he had really been buried under the stars. (To be continued)
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