"Master! It's such a pity you didn't see it with your own eyes!"
Lu Fan, who was the most impatient, rushed forward and began gesturing wildly.
" That Heavenly Cripple Sword Venerable was incredibly arrogant at the beginning! His Sword Intent was so domineering it seemed like he was going to tear a hole in the sky!"
"The chief disciple of Yuxuan was evenly matched, and in the end, he was only one move behind."
He smacked his lips and said deliberately:
"But for some reason, that Tiancan man suddenly looked like he had seen a ghost, his face turned ashen, and he kept muttering something about 'I know I was wrong,' and then he actually admitted defeat and ran away!"
Master, don't you think it's strange?
Han Xuanji was somewhat too lazy to pay him any attention, but seeing the expectant looks in everyone's eyes, she thought for a moment and then went along with what he said:
"That's really strange."
Nangong Wenjian, with his meticulous mind, slowly said:
"No other powerful figures were revealed at the scene, but the Heavenly Cripple Sword Venerable seemed to have suffered a spiritual injury. This disciple guesses that a senior master may have used supreme Divine Ability to punish him from afar."
As he spoke, his gaze subtly fell upon Han Xuanji's calm and composed face.
Su Ming also added:
"I don't think even the elders know what happened; it's most likely a powerful expert who's been hiding his true strength."
Faced with the cacophony of voices and expectant glances from the crowd, Han Xuanji said in a serious tone:
" Myriad Phenomena in the world have both appearance and concealment. Look at the Dragon Blood Black-Yellow Tree. Its lush branches and leaves are its appearance, while its deep roots, drawing nutrients, are its concealment."
" The Spirit Void Heavenly Palace has been established for a million years; it's not surprising that it has some foundation."
Han Xuanji naturally wouldn't admit that she was the one who made the move.
His move this time was just a sudden whim. On one hand, the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace had treated him well, and he was somewhat displeased with the Heavenly Cripple Sword Venerable. On the other hand, he also wanted to see how good his Sword Dao cultivation really was.
The result was obvious: his understanding of Sword Dao was quite strong.
The other party was quite astute enough to admit their mistake, and he wouldn't kill them over such a small matter; doing so would only escalate the situation and be counterproductive.
"As for who made the move, that's even less important."
Han Xuanji said calmly, as if he didn't care at all, and didn't show any unusual reaction.
This appearance left everyone unable to make a judgment, so they had no choice but to give up.
Nangong Wenjian seemed to understand something, and murmured, "Disciple understands. Master said in his early years that while showing off one's sharpness is advantageous, it is also easy to break. To remain unassuming and humble is the way to last."
"It seems this senior is quite knowledgeable about this."
Han Xuanji remained noncommittal, his gaze sweeping across the void before steer the conversation toward the art of Sword Dao itself, calmly stating:
"Have you two gained any insights into the way of Sword Dao?"
Upon hearing this, everyone lowered their heads.
Nangong Wenjian pondered for the longest time, and now he looked up, his eyes filled with confusion and contemplation:
"This disciple senses that Tiancan's Sword Dao is 'flawed,' seeking the ultimate killing power within imperfection, as if he believes that the world is inherently incomplete, and therefore the sword does not seek perfection either."
Yuxuan Xuan's Extreme Heaven Sword Dao emphasizes sharpness; Wan Hua you employ, you can break through them with a single sword strike.
However... this disciple is dull-witted; though I can sense its grandeur, I find it difficult to grasp the profound mysteries of its operation, let alone know how to integrate it into my own Sword Dao.
His tone carried a longing for a higher realm and a hint of unattainable distress.
Li Changsheng nodded in agreement, indicating that he deeply agreed; that level of confrontation was still too far beyond his reach.
Taking this opportunity, Han Xuanji also shared her experience with the group.
Seeing this, everyone abandoned any thought of testing Han Xuanji and listened attentively to the lecture.
A month later, everyone awoke from their enlightenment, feeling that they had gained a great deal. After respectfully bowing to Han Xuanji, they returned to their respective cave abode, eager to digest what they had learned.
The Myriad Phenomena Garden has returned to tranquility.
Han Xuanji sat quietly under the Dragon Blood Black-Yellow Tree, his aura gradually merging with the void.
Immerse your mind in the even more profound and unpredictable Spacetime Principle.
The mysteries of time and space lie even more profoundly than those of ordinary principles.
He has already advanced this path to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level with his [ Spacetime Dao Body ], but there is still a considerable gap between him and the Daluo realm.
Only by initially separating one's own imprint from the River of Spacetime can one truly be free and at ease, and glimpse the path to transcendence...
Han Xuanji's thoughts raced, and countless fragments of time seemed to dance in his sea of consciousness, with layers of spatial dimensions unfolding one after another. He began to deduce deeply, wanting to knock on the gate of the Daluo of Time and Space.
Ten years later.
The sect finally contacted Han Xuanji and asked Han Xuanji to go to the Spirit Void Palace, where Immortal Venerable Yuxuan Han Xuanji.
Han Xuanji gathered everyone together and briefly explained his trip.
The crowd was curious; what exactly was this Daluo Heaven?
Han Xuanji had already investigated and explained:
"The land beyond the heavens is a place where many powerful Human Race cultivate in seclusion, and it is a gathering place for countless strong individuals."
Upon hearing this, Lu Fan said:
"Was Master the one who preached in the past?"
"..."
Han Xuanji said irritably:
"Then you think highly of your teacher. I was merely someone who went there to listen to your teachings."
"I think Master has great potential."
Lu Fan said earnestly.
He realized that it was better to learn from a mentor than to work hard on his own.
Seeing Lu Fan's serious expression, Han Xuanji smiled.
He could actually preach, but there's no need for him to.
Han Xuanji didn't explain much, but simply told them to cultivate diligently, and that he would test their progress when he returned; those who lagged behind would be punished.
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately lost their joking mood and hurried off to cultivate, not daring to slack off.
The plaza in front of the main Spirit Void Palace.
The vast plaza, paved with white jade, was surrounded by swirling clouds and the clear cries of cranes.
Today, the square had a different atmosphere than usual, more solemn than its usual quiet desolation.
When Han Xuanji rode his escape light and gracefully landed at the edge of the plaza, several figures were already standing quietly waiting within his sight.
These figures all possessed profound auras and restrained divine brilliance, clearly indicating that they were all outstanding members of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace, true prodigies of heaven.
His arrival did not cause much of a stir; only a few gazes swept over him calmly, carrying a scrutinizing look and a hint of barely perceptible curiosity.
Han Xuanji remained calm, found a slightly secluded spot to stand, and waited quietly.
He concealed his aura, appearing to be only at the Middle-Stage Mystic Immortal, which made him seem rather ordinary among this group of prodigies.
A moment later, several more streaks of light descended.
One of them was Su Ming, with a tall and straight posture and a resolute look between his brows.
Upon seeing Han Xuanji, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he quickly walked over:
"Senior brother."
Han Xuanji nodded slightly.
Su Ming's arrival drew the attention of several prodigies in the arena once again.
Clearly, Su Ming's fame was considerable, drawing considerable attention from the crowd.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the ten figures finally gathered together.
Besides Han Xuanji and Su Ming, there are eight other people, four men and four women.
Some carried ancient swords, their Sword Qi aura concealed, while others had bright, lively eyes and faint array patterns on their fingertips... Many of them seemed quite familiar with each other, conversing in hushed tones, their gazes occasionally sweeping over Han Xuanji with a hint of inquiry.
Just then, the space in the center of the square rippled slightly.
The next moment, Immortal Venerable Yuxuan, dressed in a black Daoist robe and with a cold and stern face, stood with his hands behind his back in front of everyone.
"Greetings, Your Excellency!"
All ten people, including Han Xuanji, bowed in unison.
Even though he had lost to the Heavenly Cripple Sword Venerable before, it did not affect the other party at all. On the contrary, after this duel, the Immortal Venerable Yuxuan's Sword Dao cultivation improved even more.
This made Han Xuanji nod secretly in approval.
To be fair, Immortal Venerable Yuxuan treated him well, otherwise he wouldn't have intervened that day.