Lu Feng slowly gathered his thoughts, calming himself from the two artistic conceptions as a trace of profound, ineffable insight flashed through his mind.
Whether Moon-Washed Empty Courtyard or Crane Shadow Pine Waves, both were insights he had gained from observing scenery over this period, fused into the path of the sword.
Just as someone in the mundane world might found a school and establish a sect after mastering a martial art, his attainments in the sword had now reached the point where he could comprehend corresponding sword intent from all things and all scenes in the world, unleashing terrifying Sword Moves and sword momentum with every gesture.
But strictly speaking, these ultimately did not belong to him. They were comprehended from heaven and earth.
It was as though he had been fortunate enough to read and understand the sword manual that was heaven and earth itself, naturally formed by the Heavenly Dao.
Yet that trace of profound, ineffable insight transcended this manual; it was something comprehended from within himself.
Perhaps if his attainments in the sword were to rise another level, it lay in this profound and ineffable path of fusion.
Perhaps only by fusing a sword path that belonged to himself could he transcend the attainments of the Formless Realm and forge his own true sword path.
Lu Feng settled his mind and casually stored Frost Soul's storage artifact away.
The instant his Soul Consciousness swept across it, he could not help but freeze.
There were actually several thousand High-Grade Source Stones stored within!
That truly exceeded his expectations.
He did not know whether these were resources Frost Soul had preserved from Ice Spring Sect's treasury, or reserves prepared for his own eventual breakthrough.
Either way, they now benefited Lu Feng.
But they could only relieve his thirst.