A Leaf, A World

Lin Feng felt a torrent of sharp energy surge into his body through his hands gripping the sword hilt.

Instantly, it integrated into his limbs, bones, flesh, and blood.

At the same time, Lin Feng's eyes widened in a look of utter disbelief.

Because he watched, stunned, as the Xuanyuan Divine Sword before him vanished into thin air!

Immediately after, the altar was gone, the plaza was gone, the entire space disappeared…

Everything, dreamlike and illusory, vanished from his sight.

In that moment, Lin Feng was completely dumbfounded.

What in the world was that?

Just then, he felt an irresistible, mysterious energy pull him into another world.

Before Lin Feng could even process what was happening, an incredible scene unfolded before his eyes.

It was a world filled with all sorts of imagery.

On one side was bloody slaughter, with corpses strewn everywhere, like a living hell.

On the other side, people lived in peace and contentment, smiling and happy, men farming and women weaving, a scene of prosperity.

Yet, this world felt incredibly real, and Lin Feng was like an observer, watching it all from a God's-eye view.

He was momentarily bewildered.

What did this mean?

Could this be the ultimate trial of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword?

This was too childish, making him watch a movie?

"What are your thoughts?" At that moment, a sudden voice rang out.

"Ah?!" Lin Feng jumped in surprise, his heart skipping a beat. He looked around but saw no one.

Could I be hearing things?

"I asked you what your thoughts were, didn't you hear me?" The clear, cold voice spoke again.

"You... Who are you?" Lin Feng asked, his heart pounding.

"I am the Sword Spirit of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword. If it weren't for my intervention, do you think someone as insignificant as you could have reached this point so easily?" The clear, cold voice carried a hint of arrogance.

Lin Feng: "..."

No wonder Emperor Xuanyuan went easy on me, it turns out the Sword Spirit of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword had a hand in it...

The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit said, "Answer my question, what are your thoughts on the scene before you?"

"I despise brutal slaughter and yearn for a peaceful era."

Lin Feng spoke his mind directly, then his expression turned serious, and he continued:

"But if it's for the sake of the latter, I don't mind resorting to killing!"

The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit said, "Very good. Time is of the essence, so the subsequent trials are unnecessary. You have passed the mental test, now go and accept the true Xuanyuan Divine Sword!"

Lin Feng: "..."

While he was still stunned, in the battlefield of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, humans annihilated all the demons and monsters, returning victorious to receive the praise of the populace, presenting a scene of a prosperous age.

At that moment.

This world began to distort, the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and plants rapidly merging.

A moment later, the entire world condensed into a golden sphere the size of a palm, which shot towards him with a whoosh.

Lin Feng's vision blurred. His Baihui acupoint on the crown of his head suddenly felt a sharp sting, followed by an immense surge of energy ravaging his body. The intense pain spread to every nerve ending, as if being scraped by ten thousand blades.

"Ah—"

The unbearable agony made him cry out involuntarily.

Just then.

A terrifying, overbearing pressure descended without warning.

It crushed him like waves, rolling in from all directions.

At this moment, the immense energy within his body also became even more turbulent.

With both internal and external forces combined, Lin Feng instantly understood what it meant to wish for death over life.

Inside, his meridians were bursting, his flesh and cells were being torn apart.

Outside, the overwhelming pressure was not to be trifled with either. It acted upon his body like a tangible force, his bones creaking, his skin splitting open.

The horrific pain traveled through his skin, meridians, bones, muscles, blood vessels… finally reaching the reflex zones of his central nervous system, making Lin Feng feel his nerve endings tremble.

As time passed, both the vast energy within him and the overwhelming pressure from outside grew stronger and stronger.

But Lin Feng did not give up. Gritting his teeth, he held on with all his might.

The harder he tried to resist, the stronger the pressure from both inside and outside his body became, and the more intense the pain he endured.

Soon, Lin Feng's bones cracked, and his blood stained his robes. He couldn't hold on any longer.

Just then, he seemed to remember something, and a light flashed in his eyes.

He completely abandoned all resistance, opening his mind and heart entirely, allowing the internal and external pressures to continuously assault his body.

The brave are fearless!

The benevolent are invincible!

At this moment, he gained a deeper understanding.

Lin Feng immersed his entire consciousness in his mind, feeling everything around him through his body.

He was like an old monk in meditation, his expression serene. All the pain seemed unable to affect him any longer.

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the energy inside and outside his body was no longer an attacking force, but a part of this world.

And he, too, was a part of this world.

The two could coexist perfectly.

As time passed.

Lin Feng's sensations changed again. In the beginning, his body was like a small boat, rising and falling, tumbling under the impact of the surging energy and pressure.

But now, he clearly felt that the tumbling within the fluctuations had slowed down. It moved in sync with the frequency of the energy's impact, following a certain pattern.

It was as if he had completely merged with it. No matter how they impacted, his body could move accordingly.

Under these circumstances, the vast energy and overwhelming pressure could no longer cause him any harm, because he was now like a floating duckweed, changing with their transformations.

At the same time, if anyone were present, they would surely see a faint golden radiance emanating from his blood-soaked body.

However, Lin Feng's consciousness was completely immersed in this world of energy, unaware of the situation on his body's surface.

Meanwhile, inside the Xuanyuan Tomb.

Emperor Xuanyuan appeared out of thin air, floating in mid-air. A faint smile graced his face as he looked at Lin Feng, who was holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword like a clay statue, and nodded slightly.

Just then, a faint golden light suddenly shone from Lin Feng's body.

Emperor Xuanyuan was immediately shocked, "This, how is this possible!"

"At the beginning of the fusion, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword released the power of a world. How could this little fellow, who is merely at the level of a cultivation disciple, be able to fuse with it?"

"With me here, nothing is impossible."

As he spoke, a woman in white walked out of the void.

She glanced at Lin Feng, who was in meditation, then turned to Emperor Xuanyuan and smiled faintly, "Your ten-thousand-year wish will be fulfilled before long."

"What do you mean?" Emperor Xuanyuan looked at the woman in white, confused.

"Take a look at what that is first." With that, the woman in white pointed to the area above Lin Feng's head