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Billions of stars formed a vast Milky Way, spreading out across the deep blue night sky, creating endless dreams and mysteries.

On the moonlit mountain, a young man was holding a Longsword, slowly practising his sword technique. His momentum was not too great, and he did not even infuse any true energy into the sword blade, he was only practising his sword technique.

However, if one took a closer look, they would discover that there was something different about the slow practice of the sword technique. It was as if it wasn't a set of sword technique, but a person, a sword, performing a type of loneliness, a type of silence.

The sword move was extremely calm, but it seemed to be imbued with an emotion, yet it also seemed to have lost an emotion.

He felt no excitement in his sword moves. They were very calm, just like Ming Yu's posture when he brandished his sword, and his expression when he swung his sword. It was calm, without any sense of joy.

Under the moonlight, the youth slowly closed his eyes as he breathed in deeply. The fragrance of the earth was mixed in with the moist elemental energy fog. He was intoxicated by the quagmire of the path of the sword and was unable to extricate himself.

He gradually understood what was going on. He understood now that the speed at which he was dancing the sword had increased …

"..." Faster and faster, the sound of wind whistling through the air, the flow of air churning, the sword moves became sharper and sharper, the edge of the sword Qi expanded and lengthened, it was truly awe-inspiring!

Until the very end, when his sword moves opened and closed with great ease and ease, with the sword as the brush and the sky as the painting, he drew out a magnificent picture scroll!

The surrounding leaves floated in the air, revolving around the youth's body. Suddenly, the youth suddenly opened his eyes, and the instant he did so, the Longsword in his hands instantly slashed out. With a piercing sound of "Hua la", a terrified white sword beam suddenly shot out, surging towards the horizon!

"Seven Slaughter Buried Gods, first place, no joy at all. So that's what you mean!"

This youth was Ming Yu, and his eyes revealed intense excitement. After an afternoon and a night of comprehension, he finally understood the profound art of Seven Existences God Buried Sword's number one.

Ming Yu felt extremely gratified. He originally thought that he would need a long time to comprehend Seven Existences God Buried Sword, but according to his current speed, he would definitely be able to achieve some small success within a month.

However, Ming Yu did not have too much pride to devote himself to cultivation again.

He kept thinking back to what Soong Yuanyuan had told him before. Soong Yuanyuan had said that his innate talent couldn't be considered strong, and his Flame God Sect contained countless strong demon-level geniuses.

It was because of this that Ming Yu did not slack at all.

The hot-blooded young man was still unyielding deep down in his bones. He had transformed all the persistence in his heart into action!

Some people's talents were indeed very strong. Since this was the case, then they could work even harder and more diligently. This way, they could close the gap!

Ming Yu had this kind of thought in his heart. After continuously cultivating, he didn't know that the first stage of Archean Yin-yang Spell,《 Limit Yin-yang Spell》 wasn't considered strong in Flame Refinement Clan, but just based on comprehension talent, it was already quite abnormal.

However, this pervert who did not know that he was abnormal had unknowingly surpassed countless geniuses while cultivating in a way that made one feel wise and foolish!

On the first day, Ming Yu had already comprehended less than half of the first ultimate Seven Existences God Buried Sword.

In the days that followed, Ming Yu cultivated behind closed doors. He awakened Hei Ji from the Ancient Jade to discuss about martial arts knowledge, and then started cultivating by swallowing and absorbing dense Elemental Strength of Universe s.

In the afternoon, Ming Yu began to train in the Seven Existences God Buried Sword. After three days, Ming Yu had completely mastered the First Jue, Wu Xi.

Ming Yu did not stop there. He directly continued to hone his skills.

No grief and no joy were two opposite extremes. As long as Ming Yu did the opposite, it would be easier for him to succeed in his training.

And the following Third and Fourth Jue were already not easy to cultivate.

This was because Seven Existences God Buried Sword was not only a sword strike that cut off one kind of emotion, it also required the severing of seven different emotions at the same time.

Ever since Ming Yu finished cultivating Swordless and Sober, he needed to merge these two emotions into his Sword Truth. Only then could it be considered the Sword Burying God's Sword of Two Extremities.

It was precisely because of this that Ming Yu was already a little out of control.

However, Ming Yu quickly found a way to comprehend it. He immediately activated the Ying Form, and through the Ying Form's high sensitivity and calmness, he attempted to comprehend the Seven Existences God Buried Sword.

Although Ying Form could only be maintained for a limited period of time and could not be used frequently, Ming Yu, who was under the Ying Form, could comprehend the sword technique at double the effort, which was extremely helpful to his progress in comprehending the Seven Existences God Buried Sword.

Just like this, time passed day by day.

Ming Yu stayed near the Quiet Ink Pavilion and didn't go far.

He knew that there was definitely a pair of blood-colored eyes lurking in the shadows, eyeing him covetously. As long as he dared to take a step out of here, he would definitely face eternal damnation.

The feeling of being stared at and suppressed by others made Ming Yu feel quite annoyed.

He knew that Sun Yi would not let him off easily. If he was caught by him, he would definitely pay a heavy price. The point was, he still had no way to resist!

It was because of this suffocating pressure that made Ming Yu work even harder.

On the other side of the mountain range, Meng Ruyan would also occasionally go out a few times. Every time, she would always see Ming Yu practicing his sword skills in the open ground in front of Quiet Ink Pavilion, practicing martial arts for days and nights, extremely painstaking and earnest. She only shook her head and sighed.

Sometimes, speed makes waste. While Ming Yu was still practicing and waving his blood and sweat for the trial tower battle, Meng Ruyan herself had already quietly reached the peak of the first stage of Core Controlling Stage in a casual manner!

This was the difference!

Ming Yu, on the other hand, paid no heed to outside matters and wholeheartedly set out on his own path of martial arts. He felt that he was thirsty for knowledge and was constantly getting stronger, as if his potential was limitless.

In this state, twenty days passed.

On this day, behind the Quiet Ink Pavilion.

The air was filled with the turbulence and noise of the sword qi. The fear of the beasts still lingered in the air, but the perpetrator had already disappeared into the forest.

Some Law Enforcer arrived in the forest in shock, only to see a piece of tree that had been cut off. The leaves were scattered on the ground and some of the birds and beasts did not have the slightest injury on their bodies, yet their eyes were completely white.

"Who is it?"

A few Law Enforcer s looked at each other and looked around, but did not find anyone suspicious. One of the Law Enforcer was Yang Yue and the first person he thought of was Meng Ruyan.

Then who was it?

A few Law Enforcer s conversed with each other for a while before finally deciding to leave.

After all, there were hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Flame God Sect. It was extremely possible that any hidden experts had appeared there.

With doubts in their hearts, the few Law Enforcer s all left.

Halfway up the mountain in front of them, Ming Yu had already returned to the Cultivation Chamber to recover his strength and prepare for the challenges ahead.

Twenty days ago, Ming Yu had already heard Soong Yuanyuan's advice.

Ming Yu's biggest disadvantage in battle was that his voice was loud but not condensed. If one only pursued the vast will of a martial skill and neglected the essence of condensing killing moves to maximize lethality, then one would never be able to unleash the true power of a martial skill.

Because of this, the next thing Ming Yu wanted to do was to learn one word: Ning!

To learn a killing move seemed simple, but it was extremely difficult to control.

Soong Yuanyuan had told Ming Yu the word "condense" because she wanted to condense her killing move. However, she did not tell him how to condense or how to condense it.

"The Master probably felt that the philosophy of 'Congealing' was too big, and did not tell me all of them because she was afraid that I would not be able to digest them. That's why she told me in advance, hoping that I would teach her after thinking about it."

Ming Yu touched his chin and roughly guessed Soong Yuanyuan's thoughts.

However, Ming Yu didn't plan to stop here. Doing things according to the rules wasn't Ming Yu's style. What he needed to do now was not only comprehend, but practice as well!

Holding the Acheron Sword in his hand, Ming Yu released a third of his Zhen Qi, coiled it around the sword blade, and then calmed his mind and concentrated his Zhen Qi inside the blade as much as possible.0

Only a very small amount of true energy was condensed within the sword blade. The sword's body vibrated causing the sword hilt to shake, and Ming Yu felt that he was not holding onto a sword, but holding onto the tail of a fish Vicious Beast, which was crazily swaying as if it wanted to struggle out from Ming Yu's hand!

Ming Yu held the sword hilt with all his strength, but his arms still swayed uncontrollably.

"Phew …"

Ming Yu let out a light breath and removed his zhen qi before the Acheron Sword finally calmed down.

Needless to say, Ming Yu found that condensing zhenqi was an extremely difficult thing to do.

Previously, Ming Yu had also tried to condense his zhen qi, but he only kept it on the surface and only kept it on the blade. Now, what Ming Yu wanted to do was to condense his zhen qi directly into the blade.

This was the reason why this sort of tempering was extremely difficult to accomplish. However, the lethality brought about by this tempering was also extremely great.

Soong Yuanyuan had only used the same amount of Zhen Qi to condense her fingers. She hadn't even used any martial skills to defeat Ming Yu's River Styx Slaughtering Murder, which clearly showed its power.

Ming Yu felt that this method was to condense the true energy that was originally moving about outside to the extreme, condensing the killing intent to the extreme and unleashing a monstrous attack!

Ming Yu was originally a sword expert, and his comprehension of the way of the sword was not low. If he were to completely integrate the congealed true meaning into the way of the sword, Ming Yu could not imagine how terrifying that sword move would be!

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