"Jade Slip?" Chen Fan looked at the pale-yellow jade slip on the table, somewhat surprised.
He had read in ancient texts that jade slips had been commonly used in the ancient Cultivation World. By the Age of Dharma Decline, however, cultivators had switched to paper. But when he remembered that the Bald Bird came from the Great Cultivation Realm, he quickly understood. In a place so rich in resources, jade slips were nothing special.
Still, this showed that the Immortal Sword Art had an ancient origin.
He picked up the jade slip, then gently closed his eyes and pressed it to his brow. A moment later, his Divine Sense stirred, and he found himself in a place of darkness.
This was how he had learned jade slips worked. He hadn't expected it to actually work.
Then, a voice from the darkness began to chant. Each note of the incantation entered Chen Fan's ears, pouring into him as if from a mighty torrent. In an instant, he understood it completely and mastered the incantation for the Immortal Sword Art.
Boom!
Suddenly, a massive phantom appeared in the darkness. Chen Fan couldn't make out its face, but he saw it abruptly open its eyes. A vast pressure swept across the entire dark world.
Whoosh!
The phantom suddenly opened its mouth, and a streak of sword light shot out at tremendous speed.
Even Chen Fan's expression changed at the sight of that sword light. It contained an overwhelming depth of meaning. The instant it appeared, the whole dark world shuddered. A dense aura of "death" spread everywhere, carrying utter despair and a tragic resolve to press on without retreat. Under its influence, the entire void began to crumble.
"Ha!"
Chen Fan let out a fierce shout. He refused to let the aura of