On Changsu Island, all the martial artists seized every breath of time to comprehend the sword intent within the clouds.
At this moment, Sword Cultivators possessed an innate advantage. They had spent their entire lives keeping company with the sword, so their comprehension was naturally much faster than that of other martial artists.
However, the concept of intent was originally a path where different roads led to the same destination. Martial artists who wielded sabers or spears naturally would not let this opportunity pass either, and they devoted themselves to sensing each sword within the sword clouds.
Luo Zheng stood motionless, gazing up at the sky. After standing there in a daze for quite some time, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"I understand now. I understand why, after my sword intent was tempered, it became so difficult to control..."
"Because this sword... is a sword with the cauldrons shattered and the boats burned. This sword is a killing blow. When thrusting out this sword, there is no need to care about anything, including one's own life!"
"Only such an extreme sword move requires such extreme sword intent to accompany it..."
At this thought, Luo Zheng suddenly felt as if the clouds had parted and the sky had cleared!
When ordinary martial artists comprehended sword intent or cultivated techniques, the first stage was control. Only after controlling their own power could they release it. Thus, martial cultivation proceeded step by step, with one constantly gaining control over one's techniques. The more skillfully one controlled them, the greater the power one could release...
Yet Sword Celestial Venerable had directly omitted the first step. Thus, when this sword intent was unleashed, it did not need to be controlled, because this sword had already abandoned everything...
"This Sword Celestial Venerable is