"With these compendiums of engravings, plus the [Stronger from Adversity] and [Basic Analysis] talents, as long as my cultivation can break through to the Sixth Layer of Qi Refining by next June..."
"...perhaps I'll be able to master First-grade High-tier Engravings proficiently!"
Zhou Ling thought to himself.
He then let out a breath and began circulating the Spirit Flame Art as he cultivated.
Not long after closing his eyes, he felt the scene before him shift. Flame-red maple leaves suddenly drifted down.
In an instant, the maple leaves seemed to transform into streams of red sword radiance. Moments later, countless beams of sword light burst forth at once, illuminating the entire small courtyard into a dazzling domain of flaming swords.
Though he knew he was inside an illusion, Zhou Ling found it so realistic that he hurriedly activated the Azure Wind Sword Art.
The Fire Pattern Sword appeared in his hand.
Zhou Ling formed a hand seal, and the Fire Pattern Sword lunged forth in a slash, clashing against those crimson sword lights!
At this moment, it was as though he had become the target of the red sword lights' assault. He could only instinctively keep circulating his sword art to resist them.
Yet under the suppression of the crimson sword lights, the Fire Pattern Sword seemed to possess little killing power and was forced back again and again.
Zhou Ling could only fully activate the Spirit Flame Art and Azure Wind Sword Art, swinging his sword in repeated lunging slashes to block wave after wave of sword rain.
He maintained this state.
Only as the Internal Spiritual Power in his body gradually dried up did he feel an intense stabbing pain surge through his meridians.
"So painful!"
Zhou Ling felt as though his meridians were about to tear apart,