Void Heart Intent Blade, Blade Origin Sect

Slaughter Blade Art reached minor success!

Su Yun's expression brightened with joy.

Once a Profound-grade high-tier blade technique enters the minor success realm, its power is naturally formidable.

At this moment, Su Yun could feel a massive surge of inspiration flooding his mind.

After absorbing it, his mastery of the blade had improved significantly.

Continue to comprehend; I hope to raise my blade intent to ninety percent, or even one hundred percent, right here!

Coming back to his senses, Su Yun muttered to himself.

Inside the valley, cold winds howled.

Before the terrifying blade scar, there was absolute silence; no birds or beasts cried out, only the people quietly meditating.

Occasionally, someone would leave, carrying an air of regret.

Of course, others would arrive, full of confidence to comprehend the technique.

At this moment, Su Yun was reaching out to touch the blade scar before him, constantly gaining insights.

Touching it at such close range was far more effective than observing from afar.

Naturally, had he not already grasped blade intent, he might have been like the others.

Sitting in vain for a long time without gaining a single thing.

But now, he had already mastered eighty percent blade intent.

His starting point was already far ahead of everyone else.

Thus, gradually.

He felt as though the blade scar before him possessed life, beginning to vibrate and roar incessantly.

It was like a world-shaking Void Thunder Dragon!

In a trance, he felt a voice resonate beside his ears.

"Void Thunder Dragon, slay demons and break evil!"

"My heart is infinite, my blade intent is infinite!"

"This is... the Void Heart Intent Blade!"

The voice was solemn and grave, as if spoken by some divine being, transcendent and detached.

At this moment, a figure seemed to emerge within Su Yun's mind.

The figure was extremely blurry, its face indistinguishable.

The person's right arm was severed, stained with five-colored blood, carrying a certain aura of decay.

The left arm held a long, narrow thunder blade.

A single strike, and it was as if heaven and earth were collapsing!

This kind of blade technique...

Su Yun's expression shook; his mind was completely immersed in this strike, carefully comprehending its subtleties.

This was the strongest strike he had ever seen; it could actually influence all things in heaven and earth, and it even contained the power of one's state of mind.

However, this strike was far too profound.

Even though he had already mastered eighty percent blade intent, he could not grasp even a sliver of its underlying Dao rhythm.

Nevertheless, he did not give up and chose to continue his comprehension.

And in his mind, a voice rang out.

"Slaughter Blade Art, sensing the blade intent unleashed by a terrifying powerhouse, is continuously comprehending and meditating."

Time slowly slipped away.

About two hours later.

Su Yun, who had been motionless, suddenly gave a start.

A hint of joy flickered in his eyes.

"Slaughter Blade Art, reflection complete, inspiration burst, gained enlightenment, successfully raised blade intent to eighty-three percent!"

As the voice faded.

The aura of blade intent within Su Yun's body strengthened accordingly.

"What a fast rate of improvement."

A smile curled at the corners of Su Yun's mouth.

Previously, after his blade intent reached the eighty percent mark, it had become very difficult to improve quickly.

But now, in just two hours, he had gained so much.

If he were to continue his insights for a while longer, he would likely have a chance to raise his Blade Intent realm to ninety percent!

"Continue the insights."

Collecting his thoughts, Su Yun calmed his mind.

He immersed himself in his meditation.

The sun and moon rotated, and time flew like a shuttle.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

Within Heavenly Blade Canyon, all was quiet and serene.

Everyone was deep in meditation.

Only the sound of the great river crashing against the banks echoed from time to time, like a raging dragon roaring or thunderclaps exploding.

Before the terrifying blade marks.

Every day, people left, and newcomers arrived.

Su Yun remained here, meditating.

His gains were quite substantial.

He had already raised his Blade Intent realm to eighty-nine percent!

He was only a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the ninety percent realm!

"Huh? Isn't that an inner disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect?"

A young martial artist who had just arrived looked at Su Yun with a surprised expression.

"Indeed! This person has been meditating here for three days. He hasn't moved his body once during this time; he has been meditating the entire while."

Beside him, a young martial artist with short hair nodded in response.

His tone carried a hint of awe and admiration.

After all, even among those in the Mystic Profound Realm, few could persist here for so long.

Either their bodies could not withstand the pressure, or their mental state would deteriorate, becoming irritable and restless, making it impossible to continue meditating.

Therefore, many young martial artists would basically only meditate for a day or two before leaving, returning only after a few days.

Of course, there were some ascetic practitioners who would meditate here for a long time.

Su Yun was one such person.

Only people like him would remain here, meditating continuously.

"To have persisted until now without leaving."

"It seems this person must have gained something."

Some martial artists looked toward Su Yun's position, their expressions filled with envy.

The blade marks left behind by a peerless Blade Saint—even gaining a sliver of insight from them was a massive harvest!

"Sigh, it's a pity that the Mystic Blade Sect's standards for accepting disciples are too strict; they place too much emphasis on aptitude."

"Otherwise, I would have liked to join the Mystic Blade Sect to practice powerful blade techniques."

A burly, middle-aged martial artist sighed.

He was a rogue cultivator who had suffered much and relied on a few lucky breaks to reach the eighth level of the Mystic Profound Realm.

If he could join the Mystic Blade Sect, he could avoid many detours and use pills and other resources to break through his realm faster.

It was said that within the Mystic Blade Sect, there were even some Profound-tier techniques!

If only he could practice those, how wonderful it would be!

Just as everyone was conversing among themselves.

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly.

The crowd frowned and looked up one after another.

They saw a group of people riding sturdy cyan horses arriving at Heavenly Blade Canyon.

There were about twenty of them.

Each of them gripped a black long blade tightly, their faces cold and indifferent.

Sha Qi radiated from between their brows.

"These are the garments of the Blade Origin Sect; they are disciples of the Blade Origin Sect!"

Someone with sharp eyes immediately guessed their identities, their expression filled with wariness.

Ever since Lin Xuan lost to Su Yun last time.

He had revealed information regarding the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The many major powers within the Great Cloud Dynasty began to investigate these overseas sects one after another.

Blade Origin Sect was also one of these overseas sects.

Its strength was slightly weaker than the Heavenly Sword Sect, but it was still considered one of the major overseas sects.

"What are they doing here? Do they want to comprehend the blade marks?"

"Damn it! This is within our Great Cloud territory, and they just swaggered in like this?"

"Don't be impulsive, let's watch and see first!"

As soon as these words fell.

The disciples of the Blade Origin Sect had already arrived close by.

The man in the lead had a slender build, eyes as sharp as a hawk, and his entire body was filled with Sha Qi.

At this moment, he looked around and couldn't help but frown.

Because there was no space left here.

The areas close to the blade marks were all filled with people.

"I give you five breaths to leave immediately!"

After a moment of thought, the man stared at the martial artists before him and said with an indifferent expression.

As soon as these words were spoken, many martial artists' expressions couldn't help but sink.

"Isn't the Blade Origin Sect being too overbearing?"

A young martial artist said with an unhappy expression.

Heavenly Blade Canyon had always been ownerless.

No major power had ever dared to occupy this place.

If there were no spots, one would simply wait.

This was a default rule for comprehension.

"Overbearing?"

Upon hearing this, the man smiled coldly.

Then, he slashed out with his blade!

Blinding blood splattered across the ground.

The young martial artist roared, collapsing to the ground in agony.

His right arm had actually been severed by a single strike!

Shock and fear overwhelmed his mind.

"You are being far too overbearing!"

Seeing this scene, the crowd was furious and shocked, their expressions trembling.

However, the leader of the Blade Origin Sect, the martial artist named Mu He, spoke coldly.

"You have three breaths left."

"If you don't get lost within three breaths, you die!"

Hearing this, and looking at the young martial artist collapsed on the ground, the corners of the crowd's mouths twitched.

In the end, they could only leave their original positions and move to the sides.

They could tell that Mu He's cultivation was very high and his strength was far superior to theirs.

If they tried to resist, they feared their fate would be the same as that young martial artist, ending in misery.

Since their own strength was insufficient, they naturally wouldn't try to be heroes.

They could only retreat honestly.

Seeing the martial artists in front leave one by one.

Mu He nodded, feeling quite pleased.

He loved this feeling of dominating everything.

It was as if he were a god sitting high above the clouds, ruling over all living things.

Of course, he was also quite cautious; this time, he was only targeting martial artists of the Mystic Profound Realm.

He would not provoke martial artists of higher realms.

With his cultivation at the ninth level of the Mystic Profound Realm, combined with his 30% blade momentum, he naturally had nothing to fear from these Mystic Profound Realm martial artists.

The junior brothers behind him were also at the seventh or eighth level of the Mystic Profound Realm, possessing formidable strength.

Therefore, they were not afraid at all.

No room to comprehend?

Then just seize it by force!

Regaining his focus, Mu He led his junior brothers forward.

However, a moment later.

A sharp-eyed disciple of the Blade Origin Sect furrowed his brows.

"Senior Brother, someone hasn't left yet!"

Mu He's expression turned cold, and he immediately looked up.

Not far away, a young martial artist was still sitting there, touching the blade marks.

"That person looks like an inner disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect!"

Someone in the Blade Origin Sect's group said with a grave expression.

However, upon sensing Su Yun's cultivation level, Mu He couldn't help but sneer.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Just walk right past him!"