On the Sky Arena, nine phantom bodies stood side by side, each wielding a battle blade, their gazes icy. The intent of their blades converged with the sky above, coalescing into a peerless battle blade hundreds of feet in size.
Lu Chengfeng arrived at the edge of the arena, her expression solemn as she gazed at the hundred-foot battle blade formed from the coalesced blade intent.
The ultimate mystery of the Nine Absolute Blade Formation lay in its composition: nine cultivators with interconnected minds and similar cultivation levels. If their blade intent realms were also similar, it would be even more perfect. But how could such individuals exist in the world? Even nonuplets would have differences.
Yet, within the World of the Heavenly Ladder, the impossible was made possible. The World of the Heavenly Ladder directly replicated nine phantom bodies of Lu Chengfeng. Whether it was their minds, cultivation, or blade intent realm, all were in the same frequency. At this moment, the Nine Absolute Blade Formation was at its strongest.
Lu Chengfeng could even sense a powerful pressure emanating from the hundred-foot battle blade formed by the blade intent, a pressure that could never belong to someone in the Carefree Realm.
The Saint Realm!
The nine phantom bodies of herself, in coordination with the Nine Absolute Blade Formation, had actually crossed that insurmountable chasm, condensing the aura of a Saint.
The first step in breaking through from the Carefree Realm to the Saint Realm was to condense the aura of a Saint.
There was a saying in the cultivation world: 'Below a Saint, all are ants.' The reason Saints were so strong was because they had condensed the aura of a Saint. From the Awakening Realm to the Carefree Realm, cultivators absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to strengthen themselves. But upon reaching the Saint Realm, with the aura of a Saint, they could align their own Dao with the Heavenly Dao and call upon the power of heaven and earth. A Carefree Realm cultivator fighting a Saint was essentially fighting against the world itself, and would naturally be crushed.
Of course, since ancient times, there had been no shortage of legends of defying the heavens and slaying Saints. But the creators of these legends were either geniuses rare throughout the ages, possessed unparalleled weapons to bridge the gap, or possessed unparalleled cultivation techniques and powerful offensive divine abilities.
Previously, Lu Chengfeng possessed none of the above conditions. But now, armed with the Heaven Piercing Sword, she had gained great confidence.
Gu Changsheng quietly watched Lu Chengfeng, quite eager to see how far she could go.
Passing the level was a certainty, but the shorter the time, the more it showed that Lu Chengfeng was a promising talent, further proving that his decision to pass the Heaven Piercing Sword to Lu Chengfeng was the right one.
Speaking of which, he had three personal disciples and two nominal disciples, but it was the two nominal disciples he had genuinely taught cultivation techniques or the path of cultivation.
Duan Fei need not be mentioned; the path of using himself as a formation that he cultivated was what she had taught him. And now, Lu Chengfeng had received his true inheritance.
In his life, he had only genuinely created two cultivation techniques. The first was the Nine Deaths Heavenly Art, which even now he had not completed the first level of, and the second was the Heaven Piercing Sword.
Besides him, the remaining two who cultivated the Nine Deaths Heavenly Art were his son, Gu Sheng, and his descendant, Gu Xichao, who could not be considered true successors in the real sense.
On the contrary, Lu Chengfeng, this newly accepted nominal disciple, was his true successor.
Therefore, he had high expectations for Lu Chengfeng.
"Clang!"
The battle blade in Lu Chengfeng's hand emitted a loud ringing, and the intent of her blade surged.
Gu Changsheng glanced at the battle blade in Lu Chengfeng's hand and shook his head. It was just an ordinary spiritual weapon of the Carefree Realm, several grades worse than the Heavenly Pivot Sword he had given his rebellious disciple back then.
Just as Gu Changsheng was thinking about what weapon to give Lu Chengfeng, Lu Chengfeng had already stepped onto the Sky Arena.
The moment she stepped onto the arena, the nine phantom bodies simultaneously wielded their battle blades, and the hundred-foot battle blade in the sky followed their movements, while the power of heaven and earth in the World of the Heavenly Ladder moved with it. Lu Chengfeng's heart sank. At this moment, she felt that the hundred-foot battle blade she was facing had suddenly become infinitely large, making her seem so small.
Of course, she understood that this was just an illusion when facing the power of heaven and earth.
"Time..."
Lu Chengfeng's lips moved slightly, and the battle blade in her hand also waved.
"...Years!"
A roar rang out, and a third of the spiritual power in Lu Chengfeng's body was directly drawn away. A powerful force instantly flowed from her hand to the battle blade, and the battle blade shone brightly, surrounded by the aura of time.
Lu Chengfeng's eyes widened, and she felt that her strength at this moment had surpassed her previous self countless times.
"Crack!"
Just then, an unusual sound came from the battle blade in her hand.
Lu Chengfeng was shocked. Her battle blade was covered with cracks because it could not withstand such a powerful force, and was on the verge of collapse.
"Go!"
Lu Chengfeng had no time to feel this energy, so she fiercely waved the battle blade and slashed at the hundred-foot battle blade falling from the sky.
"Boom!"
The hundred-foot battle blade, condensed with the aura of a Saint, was instantly corroded by the powerful power of time when it encountered the strike of Time and Years. In an instant, the hundred-foot battle blade was corroded into riddled with holes, as if it had been covered with copper rust after a long period of time, and was crumbling.
The nine phantom bodies were also in dire straits at this time, surrounded by the aura of time, but since they were not real flesh and blood, they were not as corroded as the hundred-foot battle blade, but their aura was also visibly weakening.
Seeing this, Lu Chengfeng wanted to strike again.
"Buzz ~"
At this time, the battle blade in her hand let out a whimper, as if saying a final farewell to its master.
Lu Chengfeng's face changed slightly, and a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes. The battle blade in her hand was named Fengming Blade, which was a gift from her master and had been with her for thousands of years. During these thousands of years, she had also integrated various materials into the Fengming Blade, but the essence of the Fengming Blade was not very strong, and it was destined to not become a Saint Weapon. She knew that one day the Fengming Blade would not be able to keep up with her, but the thousands of years of relationship made her feel a little reluctant to part with it.
But it was her moment of hesitation that allowed the nine phantom bodies to break free from the aura of time on their bodies. Their bodies shook, and the intent of their blades burst out, merging into the hundred-foot battle blade in the sky. With the blessing of the intent of their blades, the battle blade was instantly intact and slashed at Lu Chengfeng again.
"Not good!"
Lu Chengfeng was shocked and wanted to retreat, but just as she wanted to retreat, the battle blade in her hand suddenly moved.
"Fengming!" Lu Chengfeng was shocked.
The treasured blade had a spirit, and at this moment it automatically protected her, its master.
"Buzz!" The Fengming Blade emitted a ringing, conveying this last message to Lu Chengfeng.
"I understand!" Lu Chengfeng nodded, then clenched the Fengming Blade with both hands, and shouted, "Eat my sword!"
"Time... Years!"
Lu Chengfeng poured all the spiritual power in her body into the Fengming Blade, and then poured the intent of her blade that had been cultivated for thousands of years into it, and launched the Time and Years.
With a slash, the hundred-foot battle blade instantly disintegrated, and the nine bodies vanished into thin air in an instant, and the huge Sky Arena became countless powders.
"Bang!"
At this time, the Fengming Blade in Lu Chengfeng's hand finally completed its final mission, and then dissipated into the world.
"Fengming!"
Lu Chengfeng was stunned, her combat partner who had been with her for thousands of years had finally left her. For a time, her heart was filled with emotions.
Knife cultivators and sword cultivators actually have many things in common, one of which is to regard the knife as a partner. Only in this way can they reach the realm of man and knife unity.
Now that she has lost her partner, one can imagine how sad Lu Chengfeng is.
Gu Changsheng took in Lu Chengfeng's performance, and was quite satisfied that she was able to end the battle with two slashes. He glanced at Lu Chengfeng, reached out and grabbed a ray of spiritual light into his hand, and then flashed away.
After Gu Changsheng left, a majestic voice sounded in the World of the Heavenly Ladder.
"Congratulations on passing the level!"
This voice instantly awakened Lu Chengfeng, she glanced in the direction of Gu Changsheng, and found that he was gone, before she could react, the world changed, and the next moment, she appeared in front of the Heavenly Ladder.
"Eldest Senior Sister!"
"Junior Sister Lu!"
"Sister Lu!"
Several women and Yan Hao hurried forward.
Yan Hao asked with concern: "Junior Sister Lu, are you okay?"
Lu Chengfeng looked at Yan Hao, the aura of time on her body had not completely dissipated, and Yan Hao, who was at the third level of the Saint Realm, was immediately startled.
Yan Hao was shocked, as if he was facing not a Carefree Realm cultivator, but an existence of the same level as him.
How is it possible, illusion, it must be an illusion, it must be because I care too much about Junior Sister Lu that I have this illusion.
Lu Chengfeng also realized that something was wrong with her, and quickly restrained her aura, and then returned to normal.
"Eldest Senior Sister, how is it, did you pass?"
Yu Shui asked nervously, if even Lu Chengfeng didn't pass, then their Leaving Hate Peak would really have no hope.
"Yes!"
Lu Chengfeng nodded with a smile.
"Boom!"
The next moment, the Heavenly Ladder was in an uproar again, and then, a line of large characters appeared in the sky.
"Congratulations to Lu Chengfeng of Leaving Hate Peak for successfully passing the level and reaching the top of the Heavenly Ladder!"
A majestic voice resounded through the clouds, shaking the entire Heavenly Profound Sword Sect, and those who were in seclusion seeking breakthroughs broke through and went to the Heavenly Ladder.
Blood Drinking Peak, Cheng Hou looked at the line of large characters in the sky in disbelief.
"Impossible, how is it possible, how could Lu Chengfeng reach the top of the Heavenly Ladder? Impossible, even the peak master failed back then, impossible... Poof..."
Cheng Hou couldn't believe the facts for a while, his qi and blood attacked his heart, and he fainted.
There were many people who didn't believe it like him, the people in the Law Enforcement Hall didn't believe it, and many people didn't believe it.
But whether they believe it or not, it's too late, because their Heavenly Profound Supreme, who has been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years, has also left seclusion at this time.
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