Sword Spirit's Perfected Form

Zhang Sanfeng had confirmed time and again that apart from learning Tai Chi in the Lower Realm and learning the Tai Chi Sword by chance, Ding Ling had not learned any of the other Wudang Sect supreme arts.

It was precisely because he had realized this.

When he saw Ding Ling master all kinds of Wudang Sect supreme arts to Great Perfection in an instant, Zhang Sanfeng was still deeply shaken, as if struck by lightning!

Later on!

Zhang Sanfeng was completely numb!

He even began to feel somewhat dazed!

He found it impossible to believe that a godlike figure such as Ding Ling could exist in this world!

Or could it be...

That compared to an expert like Ding Ling, the supreme arts of his Wudang Sect were simply too easy?!

Nine Palaces Continuous Sword maxed out

Indifferent Sword maxed out

Mystic Void Saber Art maxed out

Wudang Night-Stealth Saber maxed out

Thirty-Nine Bridges Nod Together maxed out

By the time Zhang Sanfeng had imparted everything he knew to Ding Ling.

More than half a day had already passed.

It had to be said.

Zhang Sanfeng was a walking human armory!

There were far too many martial arts secret manuals that he could perform, understood, knew about, or had not learned but that existed in his memories!

Calling them as vast as a sea of smoke would be somewhat exaggerated, but having several hundred or even a thousand secret manuals was commonplace.

After Ding Ling broke through once again.

He discovered that even Grandmaster-level arts could no longer provide him with any assistance.

Only Great Grandmaster-level arts could provide assistance.

Thus, most arts merely reached max level, providing him with foundations and serving as nourishment for the Martial Furnace's evolution and sublimation.

But even so.

It was still