In the Inner Universe, on the Main Plane.
Luo Feng's avatar strained to recall the strike he had unleashed against Demon Lord Fushen. It was the strike in which he had sensed the Blade Soul.
But afterward, he realized he had not truly grasped that realm. In that particular state of mind, he had only managed to sense it.
Back then, his courage to stake everything on one last throw had awakened his desperate hunger for power. His soul, will, and blade of the heart had resonated as one, allowing him to touch that strike.
Now, when he tried to relive it, he could barely find the feeling of swinging his blade that way.
Luo Feng recalled the strike he had seen Yin Zhongyan make at Blade-Edge Cliff. It had sprung from a state of mind, an awakening of life itself.
Why was the Blade Soul called the third realm of the Blade Heart? Because the blade of the heart had to truly awaken!
What am I missing? Is it the right state of mind? The impulse? Or does my heart lack that fierce resonance with the blade? Luo Feng closed his eyes and searched his memories of the strike. Yin Zhongyan's strike surfaced in his mind as well. He wanted to recover the feeling he had held when he swung his blade.
Luo Feng had no idea how long he stood suspended in the air. Before he knew it, the Blood Shadow Blade had appeared in his hands.
His heart stirred. Blade energy suddenly emerged throughout the surrounding spacetime, and a stunning blade intent swept outward from Luo Feng in every direction.
Gripping the Blood Shadow Blade with both hands, Luo Feng swung it as he had before.
A surging blade light tore through the air. The Main Plane's