A tremendous crash rang out, as though thunder had descended upon the world.
In moments, the entire face of Azureglow Mountain changed, countless flowers, grasses, and trees torn out by the roots in the gale.
Yet the little village at the foot of the mountain remained completely unscathed.
Some elderly villagers heard the crash and stepped outside to investigate. At the sight of this earth-shaking spectacle, some descended into panic, while others remained utterly calm.
Up on the mountain, however, A Shui's massive, muscular body staggered back several steps from the collision.
"You only just started learning sword intent! How could you have grasped unity of human will in such a short time?!"
A Shui shook his head, his voice filled with astonishment.
Lin Ke did not answer. He immersed himself completely in that profound, elusive insight.
The Confucian Path, the Daoist Path, and the Buddhist Path each had their own strengths.
The other paths of the Hundred Schools of Thought could likewise lead straight to the Sage Realm.
Yet none of them was like the sword: a path named after a weapon, devoted to killing, yet also representing the noble gentleman.
The Sword Dao!
Though Lin Ke had read many novels and watched many films about swords in his previous life, this was his first encounter in this life with what the Sword Dao truly meant.
A sword possessed one or even several characteristics of weapons such as sabers, spears, rods, and staffs.
Like a rod, it could be rigid.
Like a staff, it could be flexible.
Like a spear, it could thrust.
Like a saber, it could cleave.
Learning sword techniques was easy; attaining the Sword Dao was hard.
The few moves of the Azure Sun Blazing Flame Sword Art that Lin Ke had previously learned belonged to