Cultivation Starts from Farming Chapter 1011 - 433: The Limit of Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure; Sword Force Becomes Intent, First Stage Entry Level_3
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It was not merely a retraction of power, but an embodiment of comprehending the core principles of 'division' and 'unity'. A commanding mastery over one's personal Sword Dao will was thus demonstrated.
Time flowed by, unnoticed—perhaps a mere instant, or perhaps an age.
Xu Ping's eyes, which had been shut tight, suddenly snapped open.
Within them resided nothing but a clarity that sliced through the void and an unyielding intent to sever all existence.
"Slash!"
He uttered a single word softly, grasping the Canghua Wood Sword, eschewing any established Sword Technique.
He simply acted upon the insight that had ripened to its apex, guided by his Heart Sword, unleashing a straightforward yet infinitely profound strike toward the empty space before him.
Buzz!
Instantly, a multitude of emerald sword lights exploded from the sword's edge, akin to a sudden, fierce summer downpour, so dense they obscured all vision.
Yet, the very instant this sword rain materialized, it defied dispersion.
Instead, as if drawn by an unseen nexus, it commenced a frenzied convergence, collision, and assimilation along an extraordinarily intricate trajectory.
The sheer quantity of sword rain diminished at a rate plainly visible to the eye... but the pressure and sharpness it radiated escalated exponentially.
The very aura emanating from this coalescing sword qi caused the Restriction array of the entire cave mansion to emit an agonizing, high-pitched hum, its glow flickering erratically.
It seemed poised to be torn asunder in the next moment by that pure, destructive Sword Intent.
Just as the sword qi was on the verge of achieving its ultimate form, its peak potency, and about to cleave the cave mansion and its defenses apart.
Xu Ping's consciousness stirred subtly, and the overwhelming Sword Intent receded like an ebbing tide.
The piercing hum subsided, the sword qi vanished, and the myriad sword shadows dissolved into nothingness, leaving him standing solitary with his sword, as if that world-ending attack had never transpired.
The cave mansion returned to silence, broken only by his slightly accelerated breaths.
"Dispelling energy returns to its origin, Condensing One Sword... the first turn, Entry Level achieved."
Xu Ping whispered to himself, the corners of his lips unable to resist curling upwards, forming an arc of genuine elation.
Swiftly, this smile broadened, ultimately blossoming into a hearty, unrestrained laughter filled with discovery and joy, reverberating within the confines of the cave mansion.
"Hahahahaha... magnificent! Beyond expression!"
This, he realized, was the true essence of the Heaven-Reaching Sword Dao!
Though it was merely a preliminary brush with its power, having only stepped onto the threshold of the "first turn," its latent potential and demonstrated might had already unveiled infinite avenues for him to achieve unparalleled supremacy, potentially even confronting beings in the Divinity Transformation stage, in the days to come.
This was fundamentally distinct from relying on Mana, Divine Techniques, or the might of Magical Treasures for suppression; it represented a power rooted more deeply in the very source of the Sword Dao.
Following the surge of euphoria, his emotions gradually settled.
With a mere thought, Xu Ping brought forth his status panel:
[Sword Intent Forming Power (first turn) Entry Level: 1/100]
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"It is indeed recorded as expected."
Witnessing this, Xu Ping smiled, his heart calm and resolute.
This indicated that, at the very least, until the completion of the first turn's Perfection, he would encounter no significant hindrances, needing only to steadily accumulate further insights and enhance his proficiency.
Xu Ping seemed to already envision the moment this first turn reached its ultimate perfection.
The formidable power of the Condensing One Sword would ascend to astonishing heights.
By then.
Coupled with the enhancement of the Canghua Divine Wood Sword to the status of a supreme treasure...
The mere contemplation of it sent a thrill through his heart.
This advancement in his Sword Dao undoubtedly fortified his resolve and bolstered his confidence as he prepared to face the imminent peril posed by the Star Palace Saints.
"The path forward is now distinctly clear."
Xu Ping gathered his scattered thoughts, his mind sharp and focused, "I shall cultivate the 'Spirit Descending Technique' to enhance the spiritual essence of the Canghua Divine Wood Sword."
"Furthermore, I will continue to hunt high-tier cultivators from the Star Palace, reinforce the foundation of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and persistently delve deeper into the Sword Dao to elevate the proficiency of the first turn."
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Time marches onward relentlessly, while the world beyond undergoes swift transformations.
Two years quietly slipped away as Xu Ping dedicated himself entirely to his personal cultivation and self-improvement.
Concurrently, with the escalating activities of the Star Palace, the atmosphere in the Outer Sea grew as volatile as a volcano on the brink of eruption.
Within the Inner Sea, which fell under the dominion of the Star Palace, countless cultivators were conscripted into service; numerous warships and formidable floating fortresses were assembled, their spiritual lights dazzling, and a palpable aura of killing intent permeated the very sky.
Various war provisions and crucial Array materials were continuously channeled towards the frontline outposts via the omnipresent Teleportation Arrays.
An immense tempest was clearly gathering force.
The great powers of the Outer Sea and the formidable Demon Race were not oblivious to these developments; such overt preparations had long since drawn their utmost vigilance.
Under Yun Weifeng's guidance, the Human Race Alliance rapidly pushed forward with the "Ten Thousand Miles Sensing Array." All prominent sects and influential families fully activated their Mountain Protection Arrays, cultivators were on the move constantly, and vigilance was heightened to an extreme. Across the Demon Race territories, malevolent Qi surged skyward. Uncountable Demon Beasts, marshalled by the Demon Kings, commenced their assembly, while ancient, palpitation-inducing auras occasionally stirred from the abyssal depths of the ocean. Minor skirmishes and border clashes became a regular occurrence along the frontiers. On a particular day. Within a designated sector of the Inner Sea, situated near the border and established as an forward operating base by the Star Palace. Several cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, clad in Star Palace regalia, were meticulously inserting Array Flags into the Spirit Vein nodes. Under the direction of several Array Grandmasters, they were in the process of erecting a substantial "Stabilizing Sea Lock Spirit Array." Upon its completion, this Array would serve to pacify the surrounding oceanic regions, push back the encroaching Demon Qi, and establish a secure staging ground for the advancing forces. However, at the precise moment the Array was nearing its most crucial stage of completion, and the Nascent Soul cultivators allowed their guard to drop slightly. A sudden and unexpected turn of events unfolded! Without the slightest intimation, a thick, pitch-black mist, churning ceaselessly, oozed from the void like a phantom. In an instant, it enveloped an area spanning several miles. Within this oppressive blackness, the agonized cries of countless souls reverberated, their demonic whispers piercing the very minds of those present. An overwhelming and suffocating surge of ferocious, sinister Qi, at the Nascent Soul Perfection level, clamped down upon everyone.