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At this moment, Chen Tai and Zhang Dun seemed to have sunk into some unusual realm or state.

Their bodies brimmed with vigorous qi, full to overflowing. In their minds, a colossal eye hung high above, deriving endless wisdom and martial arts as though the two had painstakingly cultivated and studied them themselves.

At the same time, the eye carried an inexplicable, entrancing power that drew them deep within, leaving them unable to break free.

The eye within Zhang Dun's Sea of Consciousness evolved all manner of fist techniques—fierce as thunderbolts, gentle as clear water. They were Meng Zhao's analysis of Houtian fist techniques; while they did not encompass all he had learned, they still amounted to one or two parts out of ten.

What Chen Tai excelled in was swordsmanship, and what the Divine Demon Eye passed on to him was likewise a sword technique—the Nine Heavens Demon Subduing Sword Technique, which he had never truly practiced yet already knew inside out.

Nine Heavens Demon Subduing, the great form without shape. Beyond the incomparably exquisite Sword Moves that lingered through his mind like flashes of divine light, an inexplicable righteous energy arose from nothing, seeming to grow ever stronger as it filled his chest and sent his bearing soaring again and again.

Though he had the body of a child, his expression was solemn and reverent, as if he were carrying out something immensely sacred, making all who saw him look twice.

Chen Liu Shi cried out in alarm. Though Chen Tai heard her and wished to respond, for some reason it was as if another will were driving his body. His still-youthful wrist gave a slight shake, and the long sword in his hand swept out horizontally, scattering the rain falling through the air and turning it into