He held the sword and tried the slashing action, flipped his wrist, and the sword drew a short arc in the air. The sound of breaking through the air was very soft, with a sharp and restrained sound. He leveled the sword and poured Soul Force into the hilt.
Soul Force follows the lines inside the hilt and spreads to the sword body. This time it is completely different from before.
Previously, when his Soul Force entered Ink Cloud Sword, it would encounter slight stagnation at certain nodes, such as when the water flow passed through a river with a reef. Although it could pass through, the flow rate would be affected.
Now after Soul Force is injected into the hilt, it flows unimpeded all the way to the sword body along the internal lines. Every node is as smooth as a river that has been dredged in advance. The speed of Spiritual Power flowing inside the sword body is nearly twice as fast as before, and there is no sluggish feeling at all.
Ink Cloud began to absorb his Soul Force.
That kind of absorption is very quiet, there is no sound, and there is no violent fluctuation, like dry land encountering water, slowly and continuously seeping in.
Shen Fei can feel that the Spiritual Power in Dantian is falling, and the Spiritual Power in Meridians is being pulled by the sword body. Some of the Spiritual Power pours into the hilt along the palm and spreads along the lines inside the sword body.
The absorption speed is not fast, but it is very stable, as if the sword body is actively establishing some kind of connection with him.
He maintained the injection of Soul Force and felt the changes in Ink Cloud.
The ink texture on the surface of the sword gradually deepened as it absorbed Soul Force, from a dull ink color to a deeper black. The dark halo at the edge brightened slightly for a moment, then went back.
The white lines on the sword hilt also lit up, seeming to resonate with the Spiritual Power inside the sword body.
Approximately one-third is absorbed.
Shen Fei can feel that the Spiritual Power reserve in Dantian has dropped a bit, and some of it is empty in Meridians, but it is far from bottoming out.
He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly, raised the sword, pointed it at the bluestone ground in the center of Martial Arts Arena, poured all the remaining Soul Force into his right arm and the sword, and then slashed with all his strength.
The sword made no sound of breaking through the air when it fell. It just cut through the air quietly, like a streak of ink-colored light falling from mid-air and falling on the bluestone ground.
Then there was a loud bang.
With a bang, the entire Martial Arts Arena ground shook.
Bluestone Slab split open on both sides from the impact point of the sword, and gravel flew in all directions. The largest stone flew several feet away and hit the stone pillars at the edge of the field, making a dull impact.
A long sword mark was split on the ground in the center of Martial Arts Arena, extending from Shen Fei's feet to nearly two feet in front. The width of the sword mark was not large, only a palm wide, but its depth was astonishing.
Shen Fei looked down and saw that the edges of the sword marks were neat and smooth, as if they had been cut by something at once, with no trace of secondary fragmentation.
The bottom of the sword mark was hidden in the shadow. He squatted down and gestured with his hands. From the ground to the deepest point of the sword mark, it was nearly five meters.
A sword mark five meters deep. The bluestone ground was split open by a sword, and the cut surface was as smooth as if it had been pushed through by a plane.
There were no cracks or breaks in the stone walls on both sides of the sword mark. It was as if the sword concentrated all its power on the blade the moment it fell, without any leakage.
Shen Fei stood next to the sword mark, looking down at the split bluestone ground, breathing a little heavier than usual.
He raised the Ink Cloud in his hand. The blade of the sword was still the same ink color, non-reflective and inconspicuous. The texture on the surface lay quietly in the moonlight, as if nothing had happened.
But he could feel that the Spiritual Power inside the sword was flowing slower than before, as if the sword just consumed a lot of stored Spiritual Power.
His fingers holding the sword hilt were trembling slightly. The trembling was not fear, but a physiological reaction after consuming a lot of Soul Force.
The Spiritual Power reserve in Dantian has dropped to about one-third, Meridians is empty, and even the shadow of Shadow Mantis is lighter than usual.
But he didn't feel weak. He looked down at the five-meter-deep sword mark, and felt a real excitement in his heart. The power of this sword far exceeded his expectations.
He had previously estimated that with his Black Gold Rank 4-Star cultivation plus Ink Cloud Sword, his comprehensive combat power would reach the threshold of Legendary Early Stage, but the effect of that sword strike was no longer just at the level of Legendary Early Stage.
The five-meter-deep sword mark has a flat surface and no unnecessary fragments. An attack of this level is enough to directly kill Demon Beast of Black Gold Rank Five-Star. If it hits a vital point, it may even cause heavy damage to Legend One-Star's opponent.
The cost is also obvious. One-third of Soul Force is exchanged for one sword. This consumption is unaffordable in ordinary battles. But the power obtained in exchange is also devastating. If used at a critical moment, it is enough to change the direction of a battle.
Shen Fei took Ink Cloud back to the Soul Sea. The moment the sword entered Soul Sea, he felt the in Dantian Spiritual Power began to slowly pick up, the empty part in Meridians was refilled by Spiritual Power, and the shadow of Shadow Mantis also recovered little by little.
He stood there and took a few breaths, waiting for his breathing to calm down before turning around and preparing to go back to the house.
At this moment, Martial Arts Arena hurried footsteps came from outside.
The sound of footsteps came quickly from the other end of the corridor. The steps were fast and heavy, making a dull sound as they stepped on Bluestone Slab. Shen Fei looked up and saw Second Elder Shen Kun walking quickly from the corner of the corridor.
He was wearing a half-worn dark robe, and his coat was casually draped. He had obviously rested and was disturbed by the loud noise just now, so he got up before he had time to dress carefully.
His hair was a little messy, with a few strands of gray hair hanging in front of his forehead, and there was a kind of uncontrollable tension on his face.
Second Elder walked to the edge of Martial Arts Arena and stopped suddenly. His eyes first fell on Shen Fei, then moved down and saw the sword mark across the center of Martial Arts Arena.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood there stunned for two breaths.
Then he walked a few steps forward, walked to the sword mark, looked down at the bottomless crack, then looked up at Shen Fei, his lips moved, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
He lowered his head and glanced at the sword mark again. It was five meters deep. The bluestone ground was split open by a sword. The cut surface was flat and smooth, with no unnecessary chips.
He has lived for so many years and stayed in the Sacred Family for decades. He has seen many high-level monks take action, and he has also seen the traces left by Shen Hong's full blow.
But Shen Hong's full blow could only create a hole two feet deep on the ground at most, but the sword mark in front of him was five meters deep, and the cut surface was as smooth as tofu cut with a knife. Second Elder's Adam's apple moved, and his fingers trembled slightly at his side.
He recalled his hesitation and weighing when he decided to take sides, the calm tone when Shen Fei gave him Scarlet Blood Crystal, and the subsequent development of a series of things.
Now it seems that his choice at that time was right. Not only right, but even more right than he expected.
Second Elder withdrew his gaze, turned around, walked to and stood in front of Shen Fei. He bowed slightly and called out, "Master of the family."
Shen Fei glanced at him, took Ink Cloud back to the Soul Sea, suppressed the remaining Spiritual Power fluctuations, and said in a calm tone, "It's okay, go back. I'll try my strength again."