Chaotic Sword God Chapter 3990: Passive Increase
Previously on Chaotic Sword God...
Jian Chen found himself utterly unable to suppress a peculiar wave of sorrow. The agonizing pain pierced his very soul, manifesting as a torrent of tears that flowed ceaselessly.
Despite the formidable willpower and impenetrable mental fortitude he had cultivated, these overwhelming emotions of grief proved too potent. They shattered his defenses with unsettling ease.
“What is happening?” Jian Chen pondered inwardly.
His current state was profoundly bizarre. Tears streamed down his face, yet his eyes held a look of deep contemplation. An immense sadness engulfed him, but paradoxically, this sadness also left him utterly bewildered.
Lost in this sea of sorrow, Jian Chen momentarily forgot about the matter concerning the Hundred Superimposition Sword.
No, it wasn't that he had forgotten. Rather, the overwhelming impact of these abnormal emotions was so immense that he could no longer maintain any focus on the Hundred Superimposition Sword.
Following the shattering of the ancient jade disc, the profound secrets of the Hundred Superimposition Sword did not dissipate. Instead, they transformed into an intricate understanding of a Grand Dao, gradually assimilating into Jian Chen’s soul.
This assimilation process was unique. It felt as though Jian Chen was absorbing the knowledge directly, without any conscious effort. The process occurred entirely passively.
Even as Jian Chen was submerged in overwhelming sadness, his attention completely diverted from the Hundred Superimposition Sword, the comprehension and secrets of the technique continued to be absorbed.
With every portion absorbed, Jian Chen’s grasp and understanding of the Hundred Superimposition Sword would subtly deepen.
This was entirely passive and beyond his control; stopping it would have been far more challenging than allowing it to continue.
Previously, Jian Chen would have needed to dedicate significant time and energy to comprehend the Hundred Superimposition Sword. Without exceptional talent and good fortune, even achieving a basic understanding would have been an arduous, near-impossible task.
Yet, at this very moment, he exerted no effort whatsoever. The Hundred Superimposition Sword seemed to enter a state of self-comprehension. It was truly unbelievable.
Had Jian Chen’s emotions not been so thoroughly consumed by sorrow, this incredible development would have undoubtedly sent him into raptures of joy.
But now, under the pervasive influence of his sadness, he existed in a state of profound indifference. Nothing in the world held any interest for him; he utterly disregarded the Hundred Superimposition Sword.
Wiping away his tears, Jian Chen took deep breaths as he sat there, desperately trying to calm himself. To his dismay, he found his emotions stubbornly refusing to subside.
At that moment, he felt an immense heaviness in his chest, his mind in turmoil. The desire to cultivate had completely vanished.
With heavy steps, he rose and departed the room where he had spent years in secluded cultivation. He emerged onto the bustling streets of Observance Heaven City, his gaze lost in the throng of activity.
Jian Chen ambled aimlessly through the crowded streets. Under the influence of the strange emotions, his interest in his surroundings evaporated. He appeared completely dejected, moving like a soulless automaton.
However, deep within his heart, he maintained his vigilance. He preserved the facade and identity provided by the mask of the Illusionary Daemon race, carefully concealing his true self.
This aimless wandering continued for several days. Jian Chen traversed Observance Heaven City as if he were a lost soul, utterly dispirited.
Yet, as the days passed, the overwhelming influence of the sorrow began to gradually wane.
Throughout this period, he repeatedly questioned himself, tirelessly seeking the origin of this profound sadness. Beyond confirming its connection to a wisp of presence from the Hole of Reincarnation, he remained in the dark.
Suddenly, Jian Chen felt his mind drastically clear. In a daze, he seemed to attain a new level of understanding.
In a mere handful of days, his mastery of the Hundred Superimposition Sword had advanced to the seventh layer!
To reach the first five layers of the Hundred Superimposition Sword, he had previously spent eighteen years!
Ascending from the fifth to the sixth layer had consumed an additional five years!
Now, a mere few days had sufficed to advance from the sixth to the seventh layer!
Furthermore, after comprehending the seventh layer, his progress did not halt. As the profound essence from the ancient jade disc continued to be absorbed, Jian Chen’s understanding of the Hundred Superimposition Sword steadily pushed towards the eighth layer.
“I never imagined that Chang Yang, who contended with the first Great Elder of the Immortal Feather Sect, Xia Tianming, actually possessed a sovereign god artifact…”
“Even less did I anticipate that Chang Yang, under the guise of Yang Yutian, would ignite such a monumental storm throughout the Skyscraping World…”
“Precisely. It's widely rumored that when the Skyscraping World experienced its opening this time, a staggering number of Immortal Exalts met their demise. It's said that nearly all of their deaths were directly linked to Yang Yutian…”
“You’re aware of the Profound Spirit Master, aren't you? He's one of the venerable ancestors from the Heavenly Palace of Scaling Heights, hailing from the Cloud Extent Heaven. A Fourth Heavenly Layer Immortal Exalt, no less. Reports claim he was dispatched by Yang Yutian in broad daylight…”
“A sovereign god artifact. That's truly a sovereign god artifact. Who would have ever imagined such a treasure would fall into the hands of an Immortal Emperor? The envy is palpable…”
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A snatch of conversation piqued Jian Chen’s interest. Turning his head instinctively, he found himself looking at a familiar estate.
Memories began to flood Jian Chen’s mind.
This very estate had once been his temporary domain. When he held the position of Thousand Immortal General, everything within its bounds belonged to him.
A group of cultivators emerged from the estate's main gate. Their cultivation levels spanned from Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortals to Immortal Monarchs. Engaged in discussion, they proceeded into the distance, ultimately disappearing into a magnificent inn.
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“” Jian Chen observed them departing, a sigh escaping him. He recognized these individuals; they had all served as his subordinates. While he couldn't recall every name, their faces and presences were unmistakable.
Save for the change in the Thousand Immortal General, the estate itself—his former residence—remained staffed by the same individuals.
“It appears the events within the Skyscraping World have already begun to spread. As time progresses, more and more individuals will become aware.” Jian Chen became lost in his thoughts. His emotional state had significantly stabilized, the peculiar melancholy gradually receding and ceasing to cast a shadow over his mind.
He promptly ceased his meandering through the streets, making his way back to his inn with haste.
“I've actually managed to comprehend the Hundred Superimposition Sword up to the seventh layer?” It was only now, with his mind settled, that he could truly assess the changes within himself concerning the Hundred Superimposition Sword. He was immediately taken aback.
The Hundred Superimposition Sword had advanced from the sixth to the seventh layer in such a remarkably brief period. Jian Chen found this difficult to fully grasp, acutely aware of the immense difficulty typically involved.
He immediately focused his attention, meticulously scrutinizing the alterations that had taken place since the jade disc integrated with his soul. Yet, the more he investigated, the more astonished he became. He found that his mastery over the Hundred Superimposition Sword was escalating at an incredible velocity. It felt as though he was gaining a new layer of understanding with each passing moment.
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“” Even with Jian Chen’s extensive knowledge and profound insight, these findings left him utterly bewildered.
He had encountered an innumerable quantity of battle skills and secret techniques throughout his journey, but never had he encountered anything so peculiar.
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“” Jian Chen deemed this development almost unbelievable. After a period of contemplation, he entered the Primeval Divine Hall. He sought out an isolated area to put the Hundred Superimposition Sword to the test.
Boom! As seven blurs converged into a single entity, the Heaven-lifting sword in his grasp radiated a blinding luminescence, striking the Primeval Divine Hall with immense force and unleashing a tempestuous surge of energy.
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“” Jian Chen stood stunned as he perceived the formidable torrent of energy.
It wasn't merely the seventh layer's might that impressed him; there was another crucial element—the effortless and almost casual manner in which he executed the technique.
This was undeniably a profound and potent secret technique, yet it felt less demanding to employ than even God Tier Battle Skills.
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“” No matter how he pondered it, Jian Chen could not fathom the reason behind this phenomenon. Ultimately, his only recourse was to attribute it to the Hole of Reincarnation.
“The Hole of Reincarnation has now influenced my emotions on two separate occasions. Could there be some unforeseen link connecting me to it?” Jian Chen mused aloud before taking a single step, vanishing instantly. Upon reappearing, he had already arrived at the location where the Divine Formation of the Heavens was assembled.
The Thousand Soul Demon Exalt, the Immortal Devouring Orchid, and the nine Immortal Emperors were all in attendance. Close by stood the fifty thousand disciples, each a Nine-heavenly Xuan Immortal.
