Every sect had an enormous collection of its own. Those that had risen to become top-tier sects had destroyed who knew how many other powers over the years, and naturally acquired vast collections from those fallen powers.
The Heavenly Sun Sect was no exception. Its Scripture Pavilion held countless secret arts of every kind. Huo Hai had even seen some of them in other major sects. Although these appeared to be closely guarded secrets, that did not mean only one sect could possess them. Of course, as a top-tier sect, its strongest arts were still its own Battle Spirit Arts.
The Heavenly Sun Sect excelled in swordsmanship. Not one of the experts it had produced throughout its history had been unfamiliar with the sword. Many Spirit Venerables had emerged from its ranks in the past, so the swordsmanship Battle Spirit Arts in its Scripture Pavilion were naturally beyond counting.
Huo Hai sorted through the Battle Spirit Arts in the outer area, but found none suitable for him. With no other choice, he continued searching deeper inside. Despite the sheer number of Spirit Arts and Battle Spirit Arts, they were practically worthless to a Spirit Venerable.
After reaching the Spirit Venerable Realm, Huo Hai felt that cultivation was somewhat like comprehending the Heavenly Dao. However, Spirit Masters did not follow a path of comprehending the Heavenly Dao, but of comprehending themselves. They were utterly at odds with heaven and earth, traveling in the opposite direction. The stronger their own laws became, the better they could break free of the forces of heaven and earth. There were even rumors that, at the pinnacle of cultivation, one could leave heaven and earth behind and exist independently beyond them.
Huo Hai knew nothing of that realm, but by now, he could already feel the