I immediately ran toward several other stone steles similar to this giant one. Before long, I found the familiar incantation used by Sword Slave, "Raging Sword's Mad Collapse." It read: "The Jade Pool's night chill first knows calamity; the blood sea's drifting fragrance leaves slaughter's shadows; use human skin as drum and zither; together play an angry sound and ask the sword of its cold!"
"What a sword technique! The Supreme Immortal Dao's ability to occupy half the Immortal Alliance truly didn't come from nowhere!" I said excitedly as I looked at the stone walls.
From the moment I first set out, when I diligently studied ghost-path spells, to the later Four Little Immortals and Yin-Yang Dao, I had lost count of how many Dao arts I had read. In my heart, only a handful could be called true classics: Patriarch Chen Xuanji's personally transmitted spells, Di Xianchen's secret scriptures, and later, the Heavenly Secrets Dao and Heaven-Earth Dao arts of the Nine Provinces Realm. All of them were dazzling in their own ways. Now, the Supreme Immortal Dao's sword techniques could probably be counted among them as well, and they were worth studying properly.
Moreover, my love for sword manuals and incantations like these far surpassed that of others. So after discovering the stone steles, I began immersing myself in them, forcing myself to memorize everything and taking them into my mind one by one. Of course, I also repeatedly evolved the sword techniques and incantations within my body through entering the Dao, hoping to transform them into my own Heavenly Unity Dao arts.
Of course, no technique could be derived casually in just a day or two. As for the inscriptions on the stone steles, I mostly just recorded them. To turn them into something of my own