Ling Jue had already turned his gaze away from the star map.
He looked at Chen Xin, whose expression still held shock and contemplation, and a thought stirred within him.
'This child is resilient and eager to learn. He wasn't completely deterred by the terrifying description; besides awe, his eyes seemed to hold a deeper, burning flame of curiosity about higher realms and wider worlds.'
'The path of the sword requires the sharpness to cut through illusions and confront the unknown.'
Thinking this, Ling Jue Jue's solemn expression slowly softened, revealing a hint of appreciative smile, and he temporarily set aside this heavy topic.
"Alright, let's leave the matter of the restricted area for now."
"Knowing its dangers and holding it in awe is enough. But now, there is something else that brings me even more comfort."
He took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, the sword patterns on his white robe shimmering with light as he moved. His gaze fell on Chen Xin, as if he were examining a piece of rough jade being carefully carved.
" Chen Xin, you have only been my disciple for a few days."
"The basic chapter of the ' Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art ' that I taught you has already been circulated throughout your body, generating sword energy spontaneously. Moreover, when you were listening just now, I observed that there was a subtle flow of sword intent around your body, faintly resonating with the myriad swords in the hall..."
"Such swordsmanship talent is rare, not only among the current disciples of my Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, but also in the past thousand years."
Ling Jue's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone in the hall.
Upon hearing this, the six elders standing on either side had different expressions, but their eyes all revealed varying degrees of surprise and approval.
The " Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art " is one of the core true teachings of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. It is extremely difficult to learn and cannot be practiced by anyone who does not have a deep understanding of the way of the sword and whose spirit is strong.
To have mastered the basics in just a few days is not merely a matter of aptitude, but also signifies the purity of this young man's sword heart and his natural affinity for the way of the sword.
Upon hearing his master's praise, Chen Xin quickly bowed and said, "This disciple is dull-witted, but I have been studying your teachings day and night without daring to slack off."
"The pavilion is filled with spiritual energy and permeated with the Daoist aura of ten thousand swords. As a disciple, I have gained much insight within it; it is truly a stroke of luck."
"Lucky?"
The Third Elder, Chi Xiao, stroked his beard and laughed loudly, "On the path of cultivation, there's no such thing as so much luck!"
"The resonance of sword intent generates sword energy spontaneously; this cannot be faked."
"Young man, excessive humility is arrogance."
He was straightforward and disliked affectation, so Chen Xin's calm, steady, and rapid progress was clearly to his liking.
Ling Jue raised his hand, signaling Chi Xiao to say no more, and said to Chen Xin, "Words are meaningless; sword cultivation ultimately comes down to the 'sword' itself."
" Chen Xin, let your master see how much you have truly comprehended these past few days."
"No need to hold back, no need to worry. Let this hall be the boundary. Let me and all the elders witness this strike."
"Yes, Master."
Chen Xin took a deep breath, his gaze instantly becoming focused and calm.
The emotional turmoil caused by the vast amount of information about the Life Forbidden Zone was quickly suppressed, replaced by a clear and tranquil mind.
He took a step forward and stood in the center of the hall, about ten feet away from Ling Jue.
He didn't act immediately; instead, he closed his eyes first.
The hall was Sisi silent, save for the faint sound of wisps of spiritual energy flowing within.
The six elders focused their gazes on him, their eyes filled with scrutiny and expectation.
Ling Jue stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, as if he were simply observing an ordinary event.
Chen Xin's thoughts sank into his dantian, where the Soul Power that originally belonged to the Douluo Continent had been transformed and merged with the spiritual energy of this world, forming a more refined and more fundamental power that was closer to the "Dao" and "Dharma"—which could be tentatively called the prototype of " Magic Power ".
Although its quantity is far less than the immense Soul Power of his former level 96 Titled Douluo, its quality is much purer.
Its movement carries a unique sharpness, which is the unique sword energy cultivated from the " Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art ".
"Qi is contained within the spirit, the spirit is focused on the sword, the sword divides light and shadow, Taiyi is the origin..."
A few breaths later, Chen Xin suddenly opened his eyes!
A fleeting glint of light seemed to flash in his eyes. He pointed his fingers like a sword, holding no physical weapon, but simply using his hand as a sword to make a light, sweeping stroke towards the empty space above the hall.
The movements are simple and unpretentious.
However, at the very moment his fingertips touched the ground—
"Laugh!"
A clear, melodious sword cry, like the roar of a dragon, suddenly rang out. It was not harsh, but it carried a sharpness that pierced the heart.
A pale blue sword aura, about three feet long and almost tangible, burst forth from his fingertips!
When the sword energy first appeared, it was only the width of a finger. After leaving the body, it grew longer in the wind, instantly transforming into a crescent-shaped arc of light as thin as a cicada's wing but sharp as a beacon, trailing a faint tail of spiritual energy, and slashing straight upwards!
Wherever the sword energy passed, the dense spiritual energy within the hall seemed to be parted by an invisible hand, churning to both sides.
The sword energy itself, seemingly light and agile, contains an extremely concentrated will of "division" and "breakthrough," which is the essence of the " Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art "—divide light and shadow, and break through illusion.
The Ten Thousand Swords Hall stands tens of feet tall, its dome painted with a celestial sword array, so powerful that ordinary spells cannot reach even half its height.
However, this pale blue sword energy was like a flying fish swimming upstream, rising steadily at a moderate speed. Its target was not the dome, but the faint cloud-like spiritual energy that was Simulation by the array above the dome and lingered there all year round.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, the sword energy disappeared into the misty clouds without any hindrance.
The clouds that had been slowly flowing and covering the dome like a light veil paused slightly the moment they were invaded by the sword energy.
Immediately afterward, starting from the point where the sword energy penetrated, a clear "crack" spread out to both sides!
It was as if a piece of silk had been silently ripped apart by a sharp blade. The crack widened rapidly, and within a few breaths, it split the cloud in two, clearly revealing the star-shaped sword diagram drawn on the back.
One sword, piercing the clouds.
The entire Ten Thousand Swords Hall fell silent for a moment.
"Good!"
Chi Xiao was the first to applaud, his voice booming like thunder, his face full of admiration, "What a magnificent 'Splitting Light Breaks Through Clouds'! The sword energy is condensed and does not dissipate, the intent follows the sword, the technique is precisely broken!"
"To have mastered the basic sword intent of the ' Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art ' to such an extent in just a few days, kid, you truly are a Dao Seed!"
The other elders nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with even greater approval.
They could naturally see that Chen Xin's sword strike was far from powerful. Not to mention compared to the elite disciples in the sect, even a disciple who had just successfully Foundation Establishment might have a more imposing display of Magic Power when unleashing his full strength.
But the essence of this sword strike lies not in force, but in "intention" and "control".
The high degree of concentration of sword energy, the precise grasp of breaking through the specific spiritual mist, and the initial "splitting of light" characteristic in the sword intent all fully prove that Chen Xin did not just memorize the sword technique, but truly comprehended its essence and successfully combined it with his own initially transformed Magic Power.
This understanding and control are what they value.
Meanwhile, on the Douluo Continent, people witnessed this scene.
"This..."