After the great battle at Sun-Moon Palace, he had repeatedly pondered the true meaning behind those techniques the Elders had evolved with their lives.
After his breakthrough into the Golden Core Realm, those scenes became clearer than ever before. Every flow of aura had been branded deep into his consciousness.
During the days he traveled aboard the flying vessel, the moves from the Six Sun Techniques and Icicle Seven Killings that he had previously failed to grasp all began to come naturally to him.
Those moves whose forms he had once seen but whose essence he had failed to obtain had now all been incorporated into his martial system, becoming sharp blades he could unleash at any time.
As Li Bufan's comprehension of these two secret arts deepened, he increasingly felt the profoundness of the Sun-Moon Martial Canon.
The Six Sun Techniques spoke of the ultimate release and eruption of solar power, while Icicle Seven Killings spoke of the ultimate restraint and concealment of frigid yin power.
One released and one restrained, one yang and one yin—this was precisely the tangible manifestation, on the level of martial techniques, of the Sun-Moon Martial Canon's core martial principle: yin and yang alternating, hardness and softness complementing each other. With every fraction of the secret arts' essence he comprehended, his understanding of the Sun-Moon Martial Canon deepened by another fraction.
In two months, the flying vessel crossed millions upon millions of miles of sea, traveling west from the inland lakes and passing over vast lands. Along the way, it encountered countless storms and tsunamis.
At times, fierce winds whipped up waves hundreds of feet high that crashed head-on. At times, torrential rain poured down like the Heavenly River overturning, blotting out all sight. At times, enormous whirlpools appeared out of nowhere upon the