"Master"
Seeing Ling Yunzi appear, Yue Zifeng was overjoyed.
Ling Yunzi looked at Yue Zifeng and said, "I told you last time, sword cultivators must not have fear."
If you attack so aggressively, it means you lack the belief in victory. When you start to delay, you have already lost.
The sword is double-edged, wounding both the enemy and himself; it all comes down to a single thought. Every move must aim to defeat the enemy, so that sharpness can be fully displayed.
If one harbors fear, it is like hiding a sword in its sheath, burying it in the heart, or burying it in the earth—one will never comprehend the true meaning of the sword path in their lifetime.
You only think about buying time for Long Chen to hold him off, and you've already fallen into the lower level of swordsmanship.
No matter what kind of powerful enemy you face, as long as you have the sword in hand, you lose yourself and forget the sword after obtaining it. This is the only thing you currently lack compared to me.
Remember my words, this is the last time I remind you. Yue
Zifeng respectfully replied, "I understand, Master. I will follow your teachings." "
Yue Zifeng knew why he lost so quickly—because deep down, he never intended to defeat the Ghost Division. Long Chen had said that the Demon Division was a being who had fought the Ziyang Emperor for three days and nights, and instinctively, he felt fear.
As Ling Yunzi said, hide your sword in its sheath, bury it in your heart, bury it in the earth; once your sharpness fades, how can you defeat others? He had committed a major taboo for sword cultivators.
"So it's you."
Gui Si's wrist was severed by a sword strike, forcing him to retreat. His wrist reappeared, and he looked at Ling Yunzi in shock, suddenly enlightened.
Back then, when he chased Mo Nian and the others, he was tricked out of the Tianwu Continent by Mo Nian. A sword slashed down in the void, causing him a heavy loss.
Now, having been slashed by Ling Yunzi, the two sword paths have exactly the same will. That was the one who struck that day—Ling Yunzi.
What shocked the Ghost Division was that although Ling Yunzi was young, his swordsmanship will was terrifying. He clearly missed this golden era, so how did he advance to such a level?
"That's right, it's me. Rumor has it that you once fought fiercely with the Purple Sun Emperor for three days and nights. I am unworthy, but I wish to witness your skillful moves."
"Buzz!"
Ling Yunzi swung his sword, the void trembled, and with a single step, he stepped forward, flying across the air. The sword glowed as he slashed down.
Ling Yunzi's sword fell, but no strange phenomena appeared, not even a strange sound in the void. That light sword made the Ghost Officer's expression change dramatically.
"Divine path blessing?" How is this possible? "
The Ghost Officer shouted, swinging his staff, and a massive bone claw appeared in the void, striking toward Ling Yunzi.
"Sss!"
The Heaven-Shrouding Bone Claw was sliced open by Ling Yunzi with a single sword strike, like a sharp blade slicing through tofu.
"Boom!"
The bone claw hit the ground, shattering the earth and kicking up endless dust.
Ling Yunzi's figure flashed like lightning, and with a flash, he appeared before the Ghost Division. His long sword slashed down, covering all worlds with one strike. Without locking on, there was nowhere to escape.
"Clang"
The longsword struck the staff, producing a thunderous explosion. Divine light dazzled brilliantly, exploding in an instant and swallowing the sky.
"The power of the divine path."
Someone exclaimed. The moment the two weapons touched, the unleashed power shattered the laws of heaven and earth. The power of the divine path was also not a force of this world.
"The strong are fearless, and the brave are fearless. If you have fear in your heart, it means you lack confidence in yourself.
If confidence is lacking, the will will will not be firm; If the will is not firm, the intent of the sword will not manifest; If the sword intent is not manifest, how can it respond to the Sword God's radiance?
With the radiance of the Sword God, able to ascend to heaven and earth, slaying demons and monsters, wielding the longsword, invincible wherever it goes—what is there to fear? Ling
Yunzi's voice reverberated through heaven and earth; this was for Yue Zifeng, teaching by example.
Yue Zifeng's defeat was not because he wasn't strong enough, but because he was worried. With attachments and concerns, he feared failure, and fear of failure came with fear.
A lifetime of fear can never resonate with the longsword. During this period, Ling Yunzi passed on a profound sword technique to Yue Zifeng.
It's the resonance of the divine path. Sword cultivators also have faith, and their faith is in the Sword God, but it's different from other traditions.
Sword cultivators do not worship statues or bow to gods; instead, they peer at the sky with their swords. At that realm, they naturally feel the power of the divine path, draw it into their bodies, and slash through myriad paths with their swords.
The Sword God is proud and selfless. Unlike other gods, who need the power of faith to worship, he disdains absorbing the next generation's offerings and won't teach anyone else to do anything.
But when someone reaches a certain level in the sword path, they can sense their divine path power and can freely absorb it without any restrictions.
With Ling Yunzi's guidance, Yue Zifeng finally understood why he could never sense the divine power his master spoke of: it was because he was not confident enough to unite with the sword in his hand.
Yue Zifeng held his long sword, slowly closed his eyes, and focused his mind. He wanted to use Ling Yunzi's power to sense the power of the Divine Dao, making it easier for him to sense it.
"Clang, dang, dang... Ling
Yunzi's white robes fluttered, his long sword flying. Each strike was simple and unadorned, but when struck the Ghost Officer's staff, it shattered like a star, unleashing world-shattering power.
Ling Yunzi's long sword was fierce, forcing the Ghost Division to retreat repeatedly. Ling Yunzi could only defend against it, leaving him with no strength to fight back.
Ling Yunzi's fierce battle with the Ghost Division drew the attention of countless powerful figures. Almost no one knew his name, yet his sudden appearance shocked and excited the powerful figures of the Tianwu Continent.
The old man, Qu Jianying, Li Tianxuan, and other powerful figures had also joined the battle. The disciples of Kaitian Divine Sect and Xuantian Dao Sect merged, and the Xuantian Tower radiated its divine brilliance, suppressing large groups of foreign powerhouses. Under the protection of the Xuantian Tower, disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect fought with all their might.
The Kaitian Divine Sect was even more fierce. Bao Buping and Chang Hao led the disciples of the Kaitian Divine Clan, swinging their broad swords swiftly. The eighth form of Kaitian was released as if it were free, and every so often, the ninth form would be unleashed.
With the blessing of the Heaven-Opening Divine Stele, disciples of the Heaven-Opening Divine Sect are in a state of Heavenly Wrath, their destructive power is terrifying and boundless.
Because Meng Qi and others were refining pills, there was a lot of surplus, much of which was used to support the disciples of the Kaitian Divine Sect.
The disciples of the Kaitian Divine Sect almost never took pills, but now, when they did, the effect was several times greater than others'. Over thirty thousand disciples had advanced to the Ninth Heaven, and Bao Buping and Chang Hao had even advanced to the Venerable Realm.
Over thirty thousand elite soldiers from the Kaitian Divine Sect were like killing machines on the battlefield, rampaging and slaying countless enemies. On the entire battlefield, aside from the Dragon Blood Legion, they were the strongest force.
Mo Nian, Aman, and Ye Zhiqiu wielded supreme artifacts. No matter how powerful the otherworldly army was, they could not break through their blockade. But seeing those few emperors standing idly by, a sense of unease began to grow among them.
"Long Chen, something's off. They're waiting for something." Longgu Xie Yue spoke to Long Chen.