So-called techniques were all derived from Incantations, using them to stir the true essence within the body into form; the Divine Soul merely served as support!
Chen Fan's question was this: if one discarded the Incantation, how could a sword art still be a sword art?
"Stop thinking about it. Without the Nine Palaces Elder's true teachings, you wouldn't be able to fathom it even in ten years!" Li Lin shook his head with a cold sneer. The thunder pearl in his hand spun once more, drawing in the spiritual energy from the surrounding area and instantly gathering three thick bolts of Purple Firmament Divine Thunder.
Thunder rumbled through the void as three bolts of lightning descended from the heavens bearing upright violet qi. This was a path he possessed as the crown prince of a nation. As a future ruler, he ought to possess such righteous qi.
Boom!
The three divine bolts finally descended. Chen Fan neither dodged nor evaded. His eyes slowly closed as he cast aside the Incantation in his heart, using his Divine Soul to move himself. His body instinctively took a step with Nine Palaces Footwork.
Yet this action made him look as though he were merely taking a stroll.
The three divine bolts crashed heavily onto him. The five radiant swords upon the Golden Thread Robe revolved around his body, bursting forth with the power of the Five Elements' mutual generation and completely receiving the three divine bolts.
Chen Fan was unscathed. Only the shattering of the Sword Formation earlier had injured his mind, but he had long since contained those injuries, and they posed no serious problem.
Li Lin's eyes narrowed slightly as he said coldly, "This treasure armor truly is extraordinary. It has already withstood four of my divine thunder strikes without