In his mind, the sword dao of the Nine Heavens Emperor on the ninth level flashed over and over again.
At last, Sikong Jing gained some insight...
"This invisible power is like those two punishment tribulations, striking at my mind time and again."
"The sword dao of the ninth level of the restriction is meant to break through the divine tribulation."
"Then I must condense a Mind Sword and shatter it with unyielding will. This is also where the will of my Mad Beast Sword Dao lies."
"So, without my even realizing it, my Mad Beast Sword Dao already possessed this power."
With this understanding, Sikong Jing slowly began searching within his Mad Beast Sword Dao for this... Mind Sword.
Another month passed...
Within Sikong Jing's spirit platform consciousness sea, a second small sword appeared beside the Qing Ling Sword. The sword was tiny, hazy, and indistinct, yet it seemed to condense Sikong Jing's mind and will.
It strongly echoed his Mad Beast Sword Dao.
If the Qing Ling Sword was Sikong Jing's defensive will, then this second little sword was his will to attack outward.
The moment this illusory little sword appeared... Buzz!
Sikong Jing abruptly accelerated, forcibly tearing free of the repeated effects of Cheng Yin's iron hooves ahead of him...
"Vast Universe Sikong Jing, y-you... you really comprehended it."
As Sikong Jing suddenly picked up speed, Cheng Yin's voice ahead trembled.
Over these two months of pursuit, Cheng Yin had gradually come to understand that Sikong Jing's sword could defeat him only because it carried a certain instinct.
In other words, Sikong Jing himself had not yet truly comprehended that thing.
But now...
The mind-shaking stomps within Cheng Yin's hooves no longer had much effect on Sikong Jing.
Naturally, this meant Sikong Jing had already begun to