Swallowing the Stars: Equipment Slots, Starting with a Genius Battle

Chapter 70 The Image in the Sword's Fury

Ye Feng had no idea that his casual "passing by" had caused such a psychological trauma to someone.

He remained focused and continued to venture deeper into the area below where the concentration of sword energy was terrifying.

This time, unlike in the Feathered Ascension Palace of the Blood Luo World, his goal was clear: to hone his willpower without comprehending the laws. He wanted to find the limit to what his willpower could withstand.

6000 million kilometers —

5000 million kilometers —

3000 million kilometers —

1000 kilometers.

By this point, the impact of the sword aura had become as violent as a tsunami. Its intensity soared from the King-level to the peak and limit of the King-level, directly approaching the level of a beginner Universe Venerable.

Ye Feng's figure finally came to a stop in this hellish area.

Further down, the oppressive force emanating from the core area was so overwhelming that even his will was terrified and could hardly withstand it.

The space here was devoid of the ripples of life and death; instead, it was filled with solidified, dark gray sword energy. Like venomous dragons roaming the void, they exuded a chilling sharpness and deathly stillness. The space was extremely unstable, sometimes twisting like a pretzel, sometimes cracking open with fine black fissures, emitting silent groans.

"call""

A dark charcoal-colored sword aura, as thick as an arm, seemed to have locked onto its prey, tearing through space with a piercing, soul-piercing shriek, and aimed straight at Ye Feng's brow.

"Well done." Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Instead of dodging, he took the initiative to release his mental defenses and meet the attack head-on.

What he wanted was this kind of direct and violent tempering.

"Bomb One" 6

This attack was more than a thousand times stronger than the one on the outermost edge.

Ye Feng felt as if he had been struck by a divine sword. A domineering sword intent containing the power to "sever time and space" and "be the only one who is supreme" swept over him, carrying with it murderous intent and the resentment accumulated by the fallen overlord over countless years. Like a torrent, it crashed heavily against his will barrier.

"Buzz—" The life core trembled wildly.

Ye Feng's figure swayed suddenly in the air, his face turned deathly pale, and a trace of bright red blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The dark gray sword aura clung to his will like a maggot, relentlessly cutting, eroding, and drilling. Each impact brought excruciating pain that tore at his soul.

At the same time, Ye Feng's state of mind, despite the intense pain and trembling, gradually calmed down.

It tempers not only one's will, but also one's mindset.

Grind away the deep-seated pride, arrogance, and impatience —

Leave behind a pure and pristine environment.

time flies.

Ye Feng hovered in the void, his body enveloped in an intense, dark gray sword aura, like a giant, pulsating cocoon of malevolent energy.

Sometimes his brows furrowed and his body trembled violently; at other times his breath was deep and still as he withstood the relentless onslaught.

At this moment, the solidification time of the equipment bar deep in his consciousness was passing at an astonishing 3000 times the normal speed.

It far exceeded expectations.

This means that what was originally expected to take more than ten years of hard work may only take five to six years.

I don't know how many rounds of attacks they have survived.

"Sizzle!"

The sword aura that had been coiled around the core of the will finally let out a mournful cry of resentment, and slowly dissipated like a broken sword whose edge had been dulled.

The sword energy cocoon shattered, and a strange afterimage appeared—

In his mind, a colossal sword descended from the sky, but only half of its blade was visible; the majority of the sword and the wielder were nowhere to be seen.

In the afterimage, the giant sword slashed down, shattering a continent spanning over a billion kilometers in a single blow, which then vanished with a rumble.

Ok?

Ye Feng instantly regained consciousness, slowly opened his eyes, and two invisible sword lights seemed to flash and disappear in his eyes.

"This sword aura power—it's potent." Ye Feng took a deep breath, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his heart brimming with excitement. "No wonder so many people hone their skills here; enduring a single sword aura attack allows them to witness a glimpse of the essence of swordsmanship."

My willpower has been strengthened by half a degree. An unexpected surprise was that I was able to directly comprehend the essence of swordsmanship. The imagery within that essence was the power of a secret technique unleashed by a super strong expert.

"Ha—one strike could shatter a continent with a diameter of over a billion kilometers and a depth of tens of thousands of miles; if it were to kill a person—"

This was the first time Ye Feng had ever directly felt the power of a cosmic overlord. When he was alive, he could shatter a small galaxy with a single blow.

Having perished for countless years, only a remnant of its will combined with the essence of the secret realm was able to create this Sword Demon Secret Land.

Actually, Ye Feng misunderstood. It is true that the sword aura attack contains the sword dao intent, but only the sword aura power that has reached the Venerable level can carry the sword dao intent image.

Those people above are merely honing their will and sharpening their swordsmanship, making their cultivation path more stable—that's all.

As Ye Feng thought this, another gray sword aura rushed into his body.

"My disciple—is so monstrous it sends chills down my spine."

Inside the floating sword palace above, the Nine Swords Venerable took in everything that was happening below, his face filled with undisguised amazement and satisfaction.

He was only curious about the limits of Ye Feng's willpower, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifyingly strong.

In terms of willpower alone, Ye Feng has now firmly established himself at the Venerable level, directly catching up with his teacher who has cultivated diligently for millions of years.

After the Genius Battle ended, he had reminded Ye Feng that when he reached a certain level, he should come to the Nine Swords Secret Realm so that the sword energy here could temper Ye Feng's will and calm his mind.

Decades later, Ye Feng finally arrived here, not only tempering his will but also reaching a state where he could come into contact with the essence of the sword's aura.

The degree of.

"Perhaps, the gift for him has been found."

Nine Swords muttered to himself.

Time passed, and there were still 899 years left until the deadline for the first mission: to cross the Primal Tongtian Mountain.

3 kilometers above the Sword Demon Land.

Disperse!

Ye Feng, dressed in a white robe, suddenly opened his eyes. In his left and right eyes, a sword light flashed—it was a giant sword slashing down from the sky.

Ye Feng

Realm: First-tier Realm Lord; Willpower: Intermediate Venerable; Life Gene Level: 1801

Laws: The Origin of Fire (104 types of essence understood), The Origin of Metal (14 types of essence understood), The Origin of Space (78 types of essence understood)

Equipment 1: Empty; Equipment 2: 150,000 Blood Crystals (Permanent); Remaining: 49.999 — Ten Thousand Era (Sharpening Willpower/Enhancing Blood Crystal Fusion Acceleration)

Equipment 3: Empty Equipment 4: 6 million Blood Crystals Permanent Remaining: 34,999,999 Eras ———— (Sharpen Will/Enhance the speed of Blood Crystal Fusion).

"Phew~~ My willpower has been tempered enough to reach the intermediate Venerable level. With two equipment slots empty, I can begin to nurture the Golden Beast God clone once more."

Clearing out equipment slots went more smoothly than expected, and in less than 5 years, the first and third equipment slots were cleared out at an accelerated pace.

As a sword genius, Ye Feng was also reluctant to part with the sword intent within the sword aura, so he spent another 3 months comprehending the intent.

Over the past few years, I have been tempered by the power of thousands of sword strikes and have also viewed the images and shadows in the sword's artistic conception thousands of times.

Its power is astonishing, yet it only ever delivers that one sword strike.

However, as his understanding deepened, Ye Feng realized that although there was only one sword strike, it contained the essence of countless sword techniques.

The same sword strike, when comprehended at an altitude of 1000 million kilometers, has several times the power of the one felt at an altitude of 3 kilometers.