Ten Thousand Years

Billions of strands of sword aura meant that each sword move could arrange its aura in more than a billion different ways. The power of a move changed with the arrangement, and even moves created by combining different numbers of strands could vary enormously in strength.

After carefully sensing several strands of sword aura, Luo Feng began combining them and creating moves based on their underlying character.

Luo Feng was accustomed to using a blade, but blades and swords shared the same roots. A sword merely had an extra edge.

That extra edge was the main difference in technique. A blade struck with one edge, while a sword could strike with either one or both.

Luo Feng could adapt to that easily.

His gaze fell on the great sword atop the sword platform. He tried to pull it free with divine power, but it would not budge. Even when he tried with his own hands, it remained firmly in place. In the end, he turned to the swords scattered across the platform. They were nothing more than ordinary metal longswords.

"I'll have to make do." Luo Feng picked up a longsword and began testing the sword move he had created.

Whoosh—

His opening slash swept out like a rainbow. Sword aura followed the blade, striking the barrier of sword light with a keen edge, but the barrier did not so much as ripple.

"That strike was only at the peak of the ninth tier. I'm still far off." Luo Feng knew the move was utterly ordinary by his standards, not even reaching the lower level of the First Source Saint Realm. His current blade techniques were far stronger, several major levels above it.

What Luo Feng failed to notice was that a wisp of aura from that strike had not