Slaughter Blade Art reached minor mastery!
Su Yun's expression brightened.
Once a high-grade Mysterious Grade saber art crossed into minor mastery, its power naturally became formidable.
At that moment, Su Yun could feel a flood of inspiration welling up in his mind.
After absorbing it, his skill with the saber improved somewhat.
"Let's keep studying. I hope I can raise my Blade Momentum to the ninth stage here, or even the tenth!"
Coming back to himself, Su Yun murmured.
Cold winds howled through the valley.
Before the fearsome saber scar, all was still. No birds or beasts cried out; only the people quietly studying it remained.
Every so often, someone left, disappointment written across their face.
Of course, others arrived, full of confidence and eager to study the scar.
Su Yun was reaching out to touch the saber scar before him, striving to comprehend it.
Touching it at such close range was far more effective than observing it from a distance.
Of course, if he hadn't comprehended Blade Momentum, he might have been just like everyone else.
He could sit there for a long time without gaining anything at all.
But now, he had already mastered eighty percent of Blade Momentum.
He had gotten far ahead of everyone else from the very start.
And so, little by little,
the saber scar before him seemed to come alive. It began to tremble and roar.
Like a world-shaking thunder dragon!
In a daze, he felt as though a voice had sounded beside his ear.
"Void Thunder Dragon, slay demons and shatter evil!"
"My heart is boundless, my Blade Intent boundless!"
"This is... the Void Heart Intent Blade!"
The voice was solemn and grave, as if spoken by a sacred being standing above the mortal world.
At that moment, an indistinct figure seemed to appear in Su Yun's mind.
The figure was so blurry that its face was impossible to make out.
Its right arm was severed, stained with five-colored blood and wreathed in a strange, decaying aura.
In its left hand, it held a long, narrow thunder saber.
One slash, and the heavens collapsed and the earth was destroyed!
"This saber art..."
Su Yun's expression shifted. His mind was completely immersed in that strike as he carefully studied its subtleties.
It was the most powerful strike he had ever witnessed—a blow capable of affecting all things in heaven and earth, and one that also contained the power of the mind.
However, the strike was far too profound.
Even with eighty percent mastery of Blade Momentum, he couldn't understand the slightest trace of its Dao rhythm.
Still, he didn't give up and continued his study.
A voice also sounded in his mind.
"Slaughter Blade Art has sensed the Blade Intent of a terrifying expert in action. It is studying it ceaselessly. Focus your mind and reflect in silence."
Time passed slowly.
About two hours later,
Su Yun, who had been completely motionless, suddenly shuddered.
A hint of delight appeared in his eyes.
"Slaughter Blade Art has finished its analysis. Inspiration surges, and new insight has dawned. Blade Momentum has successfully risen to eighty-three percent!"
As the voice sounded,
the Blade Momentum within Su Yun grew a little stronger.
"That's fast."
A smile touched Su Yun's lips.
Before, once his Blade Momentum had reached eighty percent, it had been difficult to improve quickly.
But now, in just two hours, it had advanced by so much.
If he studied the scar a while longer, he might be able to raise his Blade Momentum to ninety percent!
"Let's keep studying."
Steadying his thoughts, Su Yun calmed himself.
He sank back into his study.
The sun and moon revolved; time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
The Heavenly Blade Canyon was quiet and serene.
Everyone was studying the saber scar.
Only the river's pounding against its banks broke the stillness now and then, like an angry dragon roaring or thunder exploding.
Before the fearsome saber scar,
people left every day, and newcomers arrived as well.
Su Yun was still studying there.
He had made excellent progress.
His Blade Momentum had reached eighty-nine percent!
He was just a hair's breadth away from breaking through to ninety percent!
"Hey, isn't that an Inner Sect disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect?"
A young martial artist who had just arrived looked at Su Yun in astonishment.
"That's right! He's been studying here for three days. He hasn't moved once the entire time—he's been focused on comprehending it."
A short-haired young martial artist beside him nodded in reply.
His voice held a trace of awe and admiration.
After all, even among martial artists of the Mystic Profound Realm, few could last this long here.
Either their bodies couldn't take it,
or their mental state would grow steadily worse until they became restless and irritable, unable to continue studying.
So most young martial artists only studied for a day or two before leaving, then returned several days later.
Of course, some dedicated cultivators stayed here for a long time.
Su Yun was one of them.
Only people like him would keep studying here without interruption.
"He's stayed this long without leaving."
"Looks like he must have gained something."
A martial artist glanced toward Su Yun, his expression envious.
Even comprehending the slightest subtlety in the saber scar left behind by the Peerless Blade Saint would be a tremendous gain!
"Alas, the Mystic Blade Sect's admission standards are just too strict. They care far too much about talent."
"Otherwise, I'd like to join the Mystic Blade Sect and learn powerful saber arts."
A burly, middle-aged martial artist sighed.
He was a Rogue Cultivator who had endured many hardships and stumbled upon a few opportunities before finally reaching the eighth stage of the Mystic Profound Realm.
If he could join the Mystic Blade Sect, he would avoid many detours and could break through faster with resources such as pills.
They said the Mystic Blade Sect even had a few Mysterious Grade cultivation techniques!
How wonderful it would be if he could cultivate one!
While everyone was talking among themselves,
the ground suddenly began to tremble slightly.
Frowning, they all looked up.
A group of people riding strong, blue horses had arrived at the Heavenly Blade Canyon.
There were more than twenty of them.
Each gripped a black saber, their faces cold and impassive.
Killing Intent spilled from between their brows.
"Those are the uniforms of the Blade Origin Sect. They're disciples of the Blade Origin Sect!"
Someone with a sharp eye immediately recognized them and looked wary.
Ever since Lin Xuan had lost to Su Yun last time
and revealed information about the Heavenly Sword Sect,
the major powers within the Great Cloud Dynasty had begun investigating these overseas sects.
The Blade Origin Sect was one of those overseas sects.
It was somewhat weaker than the Heavenly Sword Sect, but still counted as a major overseas sect.
"What did they come here for? To study the saber scar?"
"Damn it! This is inside the territory of Great Yun. They just waltzed right in?"
"Don't act rashly. Let's see what happens first!"
As soon as the words left his mouth,
the Blade Origin Sect disciples had already reached them.
The man at their head was tall and slender, with eyes as sharp as an eagle's and a body steeped in Killing Intent.
He surveyed the surroundings and couldn't help frowning.
There was no room left.
Every spot near the saber scar was occupied.
"I'll give you five breaths to leave. Move!"
After a moment's thought, he looked at the martial artists before him and spoke coolly.
At this, many of them couldn't help darkening their expressions.
"Isn't the Blade Origin Sect being a little too overbearing?"
A young martial artist said, displeased.
The Heavenly Blade Canyon had always belonged to no one.
No major power had ever dared to claim it.
If there was no room, people simply waited their turn.
That was an unwritten rule for studying the scar.
"Overbearing?"
Hearing this, the man gave a cold, amused smile.
Then he struck with his saber!
Bright blood splashed across the ground.
The young martial artist cried out and collapsed in agony.
His right arm had been severed with a single slash!
Shock and terror overwhelmed him.
"You're going too far!"
Seeing this, the crowd seethed with anger and stared in disbelief.
But the Blade Origin Sect's leader, a martial artist named Mu He, spoke coldly.
"You have three breaths left."
"Leave within three breaths, or die!"
Hearing this, and seeing the young martial artist sprawled on the ground, the crowd's lips twitched.
In the end, they could only leave their spots and move to the sides.
They could see that Mu He's cultivation was high and that he was far stronger than they were.
If they tried to stop him by force, they would likely end up just as miserably as that young martial artist.
Their own strength wasn't enough, so they naturally weren't going to stick their necks out.
They could only retreat obediently.
Seeing the martial artists ahead of him leave one by one,
Mu He nodded, feeling rather pleased.
He loved this feeling of controlling everything.
It was as though he were an immortal seated high above the clouds, ruling over all living things.
Of course, he was cautious, and this time he had only targeted martial artists of the Mystic Profound Realm.
He wouldn't provoke anyone at a higher realm.
With cultivation at the ninth stage of the Mystic Profound Realm and three-tenths mastery of Blade Momentum, he naturally had nothing to fear from these martial artists.
The junior disciples behind him were also at the seventh or eighth stage of the Mystic Profound Realm, and were no weaklings.
So they had nothing to worry about.
No room to study the scar?
Then they would simply seize it!
After coming to his senses, Mu He led his junior fellow disciples onward.
A moment later.
One sharp-eyed disciple of the Blade Origin Sect furrowed his brows and said,
"Senior Brother, someone hasn't left!"
Mu He's expression turned cold, and he immediately looked up.
Not far away, a young martial artist was still seated, touching a blade mark.
"This person seems to be an Inner Sect disciple of the Mystic Blade Sect!"
Someone in the Blade Origin Sect's group said gravely.
However, after sensing Su Yun's cultivation, Mu He couldn't help but sneer.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"Just walk right past him!"
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