Beast God of War

Boom...

Sikong Jing's Berserk Sword Dao forcefully blocked Cheng Yin's Rushing Sword, but it no longer had the absolute advantage it had three days ago... Although it was the same three days, Cheng Yin's progress was astonishing.

"Ha, hahahaha..."

At this moment, Cheng Yin burst into laughter, completely casting aside his previous worries and inner turmoil...

"Sikong Jing, your talent is nothing special."

"You haven't grasped the true essence of the ninth level of swordsmanship at all. You're doomed."

As he spoke, Cheng Yin continued to swing his sword, his momentum growing increasingly fierce.

With the combined attack of sword and demon...

He continued laughing loudly, "I am the one who is more recognized, Snow Refining Sword Spirit, do you see that?"

The Snow Refining Sword Spirit remained silent.

She still favored Sikong Jing, but the fact is that Cheng Yin gained more in the ninth level of the restriction.

This suggests that Sikong Jing's talent may indeed be weaker than Cheng Yin's.

Sikong Jing continued to block with his Berserker Sword Style, and through the clash of the two domains, he kept a close eye on Cheng Yin...

"What exactly is the true essence of swordsmanship at the ninth level? Cheng Yin has grasped it, but I..."

"wrong!"

"Cheng Yin did not truly comprehend it; it was brought to him by his mysterious imperial lineage."

He discovered that the feeling Cheng Yin was conveying was only somewhat similar to the Ninth Level of Swordsmanship, but not entirely.

Or rather...

Cheng Yin's imperial lineage itself contains the essence of a sword technique similar to the ninth level.

"Hahaha……"

"Sikong Jing, you have humiliated me, and I will take it back a thousand times over."

Cheng Yin laughed uncontrollably, his attacks becoming increasingly fierce, with more and more enormous hooves pounding down, each step heavier than the last... If this weren't an experimental site set up by the Nine Heavens Emperor, the space itself would probably have already shattered beyond recognition.

In Yu Xuelian's eyes, Sikong Jing could only desperately block.

Meanwhile, Sikong Jing continued to think to himself, "Rather than saying that Cheng Yin comprehended it in the ninth level, it's more accurate to say that his mysterious powerful imperial lineage had its memories of inheritance touched, thus giving Cheng Yin a direction."

Suddenly... Buzz!

Cheng Yin's spirit clone appeared beside Si Kong Jing.

This clone, accompanied by a giant horse's hoof, launched a sneak attack, only to be caught by Sikong Jing's alertness.

Cheng Yin's clone grinned maliciously and spoke in a low voice...

"In fact, it was my imperial lineage's inherited memories that told me the true essence of the ninth level of swordsmanship, allowing me to obtain the true ninth level of the Nine Heavens Sword Dao within these three days..."

"Yes, I cheated."

"But the Snow Refining Sword Spirit doesn't know, doesn't know the rule of using demons to subdue demons, and even if it did, it wouldn't matter..."

"My imperial lineage is simply powerful."

As he spoke, Cheng Yin's spirit clone retreated into the darkness and disappeared. He had come here on purpose to strike at Sikong Jing, to make Sikong Jing understand that his imperial lineage could crush Sikong Jing's bloodline as the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts.

But what Cheng Yin didn't know was...

Having fought his way up from the Great Shang Dynasty in the Canglong Minor Domain, how could Sikong Jing be swayed by such petty tricks?

He even secretly thought...

“The mysterious experts are all beings who have survived the divine tribulation. The true essence of swordsmanship on the ninth level is the key to breaking through the divine tribulation. Cheng Yin was also transformed by the mysterious experts and has something similar.”

"I must figure it out as soon as possible..."

As he thought this, Sikong Jing's entire body surged with demonic energy, and the Qingling Sword vibrated continuously.

This intensified Sikong Jing's demonic intent, and he unleashed another frenzied attack with his Beastly Sword Dao, crushing the massive hooves in front of him. The Snow Refining Sword Spirit's gaze sharpened…

"It's actually starting to turn things around. Sikong Jing's berserk sword style is too powerful."

At this moment, Sikong Jing's eyes also gleamed...

"That feeling of being injured by an invisible force has disappeared."

"When my Berserker Sword Style is at its strongest, it's as if it blocks that invisible sword style. Why?"

It is precisely because of Cheng Yin that he possesses the true inner power of the ninth level of swordsmanship...

When Sikong Jing fought against him, he always felt as if he was about to be shaken by an invisible force, causing internal injuries, just like when he suddenly vomited blood on the ninth floor without warning, yet he could not detect the source of this attack at all.

In other words, Sikong Jing lacked an understanding of this power, and could neither see nor touch it.

However, when the Berserker Sword Technique was pulled to its strongest level, it inexplicably blocked the attack.

"Why were you able to block it?"

Just as Sikong Jing was feeling dizzy, Cheng Yin, who was opposite him, couldn't help but speak up. He was no longer smug, but rather puzzled.

In response, Sikong Jing slightly raised his eyes: "I'd also like to know..."

After speaking, he continued to unleash the full power of the Beast Sword Technique, his two dantians erupted, and his Beast Heart Body split off to launch attacks simultaneously.

Rumble…

As his physical body and beast heart body attacked, Cheng Yin's iron-hoof-like domain was torn apart bit by bit. But Cheng Yin had undergone a complete transformation and his combat power had exploded. He continued to unleash his Nine Heavens God-Treading Sword...

Continue with that kind of attack that Sikong Jing can't see at all.

But they were all blocked...

Because he was able to block, Sikong Jing's advantage was once again demonstrated, especially since he also possessed the Beast Heart Body with equal combat power. Cheng Yin was instantly forced into a defensive stance, roaring repeatedly...

"Impossible, my imperial lineage memories tell me..."

"No emperor could comprehend this kind of thing out of thin air, and even if he could, it couldn't be done in just three days."

His confidence stemmed from his imperial lineage and inherited memories, but Sikong Jing suddenly became someone he couldn't figure out.

"No, we can't win... Run!"

At that moment, Cheng Yin stopped hesitating and, surprisingly decisively, turned and fled.

The eighth floor is already inaccessible...

He fled in the direction of the Dark Demon's entrance; he couldn't afford to be killed again, or he would truly be dead this time.

In response, Sikong Jing naturally pursued the attack, while secretly thinking, "I understand now. In fact, my Mad Beast Sword Dao already possesses the invisible power of the ninth level of sword Dao, but I just don't understand it myself."

The reason it was able to block suddenly was because the Mad Beast Sword Dao had unknowingly begun to possess that powerful, unknown force.

"That's why my Beast Sword Style is increasingly rejected by the so-called rules."

While thinking, Cheng Yin and Sikong Jing chased each other, flashing towards the outside of the passage.

Cheng Yin's speed was astonishing; his escape was like a horse's hooves pounding the air, each step sending out an invisible force that struck back at Sikong Jing...

This made Sikong Jing, who did not truly understand this power, very uncomfortable, affecting his pursuit speed.

Time flowed by relentlessly in the chase, the passage seemingly endless...

The Snow Refining Sword Spirit will need several days to traverse the passage...

Without its assistance, it would take the two of them quite a while to leave the passage.

During this time, Sikong Jing continuously recalled the illusory world within the ninth level, while simultaneously using the giant hoofprints left by Cheng Yin in front of him to comprehend, observe, and adapt...

One month later…

Sikong Jing muttered to himself, "It seems to be a power of the mind, an indomitable spirit!" (End of Chapter)