Chapter 25

Wang Xuanfeng could not help but sigh with emotion.

Then he added, "Now it depends on how far he can go on his own."

"It would not do to promote him to the inner sect or make him a Core Disciple either. Those places worship strength, and he might suffer losses there. It would be detrimental to his cultivation."

Luo Tongtian's furrowed brow eased, and in the end, he shook his head. "If it is truly as you say, then he is indeed not suited to being promoted too early."

"What a pity. I had thought our Divine Firmament Holy Land was about to produce a peerless genius."

"Rest assured, Martial Uncle. Martial Sister Liu's disciple, Yu Bing, possesses extraordinary aptitude. Even Martial Sister Liu and I cannot fathom her physique, but her talent and potential are the greatest I have ever seen."

Wang Xuanfeng spoke again, never stopping until his words shocked the heavens.

Luo Tongtian's aged eyes suddenly widened...

"Stronger than even you?"

Luo Tongtian stared intently at Wang Xuanfeng.

Wang Xuanfeng nodded heavily. "Far stronger. In the future, she will at least reach Half-Step Ascension. She may even shatter the shackles, open a soul stream, and enter the fifth great realm."

The fifth great realm was known as the Ascension Realm, yet in the present Azure Cloud Realm, there were no experts of that level at all.

In this world, the strongest were mighty figures at Half-Step Ascension. For tens of thousands of years, no terrifying Ascension Realm existence had appeared.

Half-Step Ascension was an existence that surpassed the Eternal Emperor Realm and had touched the threshold of ascension. It was already the ultimate trump card of a holy-land-level force.

"Shatter the shackles and advance into the Ascension Realm? What kind of genius could that be?"

Luo Tongtian was truly shaken.

The Ascension Realm could already be considered the realm of immortals. With a wave of their hand, slaughtering Emperor Realm cultivators would be as easy as crushing an ant.

All beneath ascension were ants. This saying had circulated for tens of thousands of years, without the slightest exaggeration.

"I do not know what kind of genius she is. The only thing I know is that when facing her special physique, even my own physique gives rise to a sense of submission."

"If I did not know she had lived in this Azure Cloud Realm since childhood, I would have thought she was an immortal descended into the mortal world."

Wang Xuanfeng gently shook his head.

"Hiss..."

Luo Tongtian sucked in a sharp breath, unable to say a single word.

After a long while, he finally suppressed the shock in his heart and murmured, "It truly is... Heaven blesses our Divine Firmament."

Wang Xuanfeng nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the two had already ignored the topic of Lin Xuan entirely, replacing it with a discussion about Yu Bing.

Who knew how much time passed before Luo Tongtian finally left the main hall and returned to the outer sect Martial Pavilion.

Meanwhile, Lin Xuan was frantically practicing the Blood Battle Three Forms, while the time stored within Myriad Ages in an Instant was being rapidly consumed.

Simply grasping this martial skill thoroughly had cost Lin Xuan four years.

In the eighth year, Lin Xuan finally brought this blade technique to the entry level.

From the ninth year to the tenth, all the way through the eleventh, the Blood Battle Three Forms finally entered the proficient stage.

In the eighteenth year, the Blood Battle Three Forms reached minor mastery, after which he could no longer advance an inch.

"I refuse to believe that after using up these remaining eighteen years, you still will not reach major mastery."

Lin Xuan hardened his heart and gritted his teeth, madly pouring in more time.

One year passed, then five years, then seven.

In the eighth year, he finally touched the threshold of major mastery. After another two years of relentless persistence, the Blood Battle Three Forms finally entered the realm of major mastery in the tenth year.

Of the thirty-six years, he had spent twenty-eight. Now, only the final eight years remained.

"Good. It has finally reached major mastery."

Lin Xuan's consciousness returned to his body, and everything concerning the Blood Battle Three Forms immediately flooded into his mind, forming muscle memory in an instant.

Buzz!

With a thought from Lin Xuan, the blood-colored battle blade appeared in his hand, and an incomparably tyrannical, razor-sharp aura erupted from his body.

At this moment, he was like a blade wielder who had practiced the blade for decades. In his hands, the battle blade itself seemed to possess life.

"Not bad. If I encounter Niu Fang again, I can kill him with a single slash. No martial skill will be needed, nor will there be any need for a drawn-out stalemate."

After secretly estimating his own combat strength, Lin Xuan was immensely satisfied.

After a long while, he put away the battle blade and once more pressed the jade slip of Concealed Breath Stride against his brow.

In an instant, everything about Concealed Breath Stride became clear to him.