After comprehending this sword strike, Li Jiusheng learned its name.
Heavenly Immortal Sword!
"Was it called the Heavenly Immortal Sword, or was it a sword strike said to have been unleashed by an immortal?" Li Jiusheng did not know. This strike was immensely domineering and obscure. Even with his extraordinary comprehension, he had only grasped its basics. Compared to other Ancestor techniques, this sword strike was far more difficult to understand. Even with heaven-defying comprehension, Li Jiusheng could not see through it instantly.
This sword strike was simply too powerful, while his realm was too low.
Li Jiusheng felt somewhat speechless. He had already broken through to the Venerable Realm. With no Ancestors emerging in the present age, Venerables reigned supreme. Yet before this sword strike, he felt that his cultivation was insufficient.
"Though it is merely a simple sword strike, it requires day and night of contemplation, unraveling it thread by thread and constantly analyzing the Dao and principles within. No wonder no one in the Jin Family has comprehended it. Even if an Ancestor came, they would likely find it difficult to get started in a short time." Li Jiusheng guessed that this strike surpassed even the Old Land's current peak combat power. From all he had seen and heard, he could only connect it to Heavenly Emperor City, which had once ruled all directions.
"Could this mountain-like forest of steles have once been the place where Heavenly Emperor City recorded its cultivation techniques?" Li Jiusheng reasonably suspected.
Etching this sword strike deeply into his heart, Li Jiusheng slowly opened his eyes.
With a whoosh.
In the distance, at one corner of the mountain, a divine medicine broke free of the earth. It gave off an incomparably rich medicinal fragrance and, accompanied by red clouds filling the sky,