In just a moment, the green-robed attendant arrived and said eagerly, “Master Feixue, the original copy of the scripture has been found.” With that, he handed it to Dongbo Xueying.
Dongbo Xueying took it, glanced briefly, and smiled. “I need a quiet chamber to study it in detail.”
“The Scripture Hall has plenty of quiet chambers. Any with open stone doors are vacant. Master Feixue may choose one at will,” the attendant replied, leading the way. Dongbo Xueying casually selected one and entered, the stone door rumbling shut behind him.
…
The quiet chambers in the Scripture Hall were rather plain—merely ensuring silence and isolation from disturbances, constructed at minimal cost.
They were typically used for short-term study of cultivation scriptures. After all, cultivation scriptures were inherently complex. Beyond the time needed to memorize them, practitioners usually wished to observe the original copies closely. These originals could only be transcribed by those who had fully mastered the *Sundering Void Sword Art*, and the strokes and traces within contained profound insights. Studying them greatly aided cultivation.
However, the opportunity to observe an original was only granted during the first study.
“*Sundering Void Sword Art*—a technique created by an ‘ascender’ of this world,” Dongbo Xueying murmured as he flipped it open, his consciousness penetrating the pages to begin memorization.
Truth be told, Dongbo Xueying was deeply curious about these so-called ascenders.
The denizens of the Divine Realm were all descendants of the ‘Primordial Ancestor God,’ and they naturally held a sense of superiority toward the beings of the lower realms. Yet, they also harbored deep wariness toward those who ascended from the countless lower realms. Every ascender was acknowledged as extraordinary—even at the same cultivation level, they far surpassed native Divine Realm denizens. For ascenders, fighting above their rank was commonplace.
“Remarkable,” Dongbo Xueying mused. His soul was immensely powerful, allowing him to swiftly peruse and memorize the entire sword art.
Upon finishing, his eyes brimmed with awe and admiration.
This sword art’s application of the mysteries of the Dao was equally refined, in no way inferior to the techniques he himself had created. In fact, due to this world’s rejection of the Dao insights he had grasped in the Heart Realm Continent, his own Void Path techniques paled in comparison to this sword art.
“My mastery of the Void Path, even with the aid of supreme secret transmissions, is only slightly superior due to the unstable ‘Primordial Refinement Body’ I developed with Emperor Xia and through studying the Void Serpent’s Fang,” Dongbo Xueying reflected inwardly.
In the Heart Realm Continent, those who had just entered the ‘Imperial’ level were equivalent to early-stage Divine Emperors in this Divine Realm.
“Moreover, my strength is further diminished by this world’s rejection,” Dongbo Xueying smiled faintly. “But now that I’ve absorbed the profundities of this sword art, comprehending this world’s Dao mysteries will be much faster.”
Closing his eyes, the cultivation process of this terrifying sword art unfolded in his mind.
This sword art…
Cultivated ‘Void Sword Origin Force,’ where every wisp was as sharp as divine weaponry! Upon mastery, a single breath could unleash a sword beam, a casual flick of a finger could shoot forth a blade of light, and even the body could dissolve into countless sword beams—for the entire body was composed of Void Sword Origin Force.
The body could thus be called a ‘Void Sword Origin Body,’ as formless and formidable as a divine weapon, its attacks terrifyingly potent.
This Void Sword Origin Force was, in essence, a unique application method derived from comprehension of the Void Path. Its techniques were so refined, they rivaled supreme secret transmissions.
The Void Sword Origin Force was divided into six levels, with the first marking the early stage of Divine General.
The first three levels belonged to the ‘Divine General Realm.’
The latter three to the ‘Divine Lord Realm.’
“Astounding, truly astounding.”
“The Great Dao is singular.”
“All aspects of the Void Path perfectly fused into ‘Void Sword Origin Force,’ with the soul melded into every wisp of power. The entire body is forged from Void Sword Origin Force—it is combat strength, it is the body, it is the soul.” Dongbo Xueying marveled. “The creator sought to use this Void Sword Origin Force to shatter all shackles and attain Primordial status.”
Though impressed, Dongbo Xueying did not consider this his own path. His soul had reached extraordinary heights, complementing his physical form and allowing him to perceive the flaws in his ‘fleshly body’ with precision. His progress along the body-refinement path was thus rapid.
Naturally, he would continue refining his Primordial Refinement Body—this was the path suited to him.
Even among those who cultivated the body, he and Emperor Xia had diverged, for their Primordial Refinement Bodies had evolved in different directions.
While he admired the ‘Void Sword Origin Force’ cultivation method, what truly captivated him were the various Void Path mysteries it employed.
“This world is unlike the two Source Worlds I’ve experienced.”
“These ascenders believe in the ‘Great Dao’s Imperfection,'” Dongbo Xueying shook his head. “Yet the Ultimate Dao of Source Worlds is one of perfection.”
One was ‘flawed.’
The other, ‘perfect.’
After some contemplation, Dongbo Xueying faintly sensed that the Source Worlds’ Dao mysteries were indeed more complete. This world he now inhabited, however, was ‘violent’ and ‘chaotic’—far more powerful, yet seemingly cruder. Many of its Dao mysteries seemed fragmented, yet even so, cultivation here could still lead directly to the Primordial.
“Enough. I’ll absorb what’s useful to me,” Dongbo Xueying ceased his musings and focused on comprehending the sword art.
This study lasted half a day.
During this time, he revisited the original twice before setting it aside—it held no further use for him. His mastery of the Void Path was, after all, no less than the creator’s.
“So this is Void Sword Origin Force?” Dongbo Xueying extended his right hand, a translucent, crystalline sword beam shimmering at his fingertip. In just half a day, he had advanced the Void Sword Origin Force to the fifth level.
“I’ve memorized all that’s useful. The original holds no further value. Once I return and cultivate properly, I estimate three to five years to restore my strength to the peak of the Divine Lord Realm.” Rising, Dongbo Xueying opened the stone door of the quiet chamber.
…
The door rumbled open.
“Master Feixue, you’ve emerged so soon?” The green-robed attendant hurried over.
“Here is the original.” Dongbo Xueying handed it back.
The attendant accepted it, inspected it briefly, and smiled. “Master Feixue, there are quite a few people waiting outside the Scripture Hall for you. Your swift emergence must have taken them by surprise.”
“Waiting for me?” Dongbo Xueying was taken aback.
“Including Lord Bat,” the attendant whispered.
Dongbo Xueying’s heart stirred.
Lord Bat?
One of the top ten experts in Junshan City—and he had recently slain three of his subordinates! Those three had ambushed him, and Dongbo Xueying had shown no mercy. He had even prepared for Lord Bat’s retaliation, yet the man had never acted.
“Thank you. May I know your name?” Dongbo Xueying smiled at the green-robed attendant.
“I am Yufeng Wen Yi,” the attendant whispered back.
“Ah, a disciple of the Yufeng Clan,” Dongbo Xueying remarked. To serve as an attendant in such an important place as the Scripture Hall, one’s strength could not be weak.
“A disciple? The Yufeng Clan has proliferated over the ages—its members are legion,” the attendant chuckled softly. “I am but a minor branch, barely at the early stage of Divine Lord Realm, struggling to advance further. Might I trouble Master Feixue for guidance someday?”
Dongbo Xueying studied him, and the attendant grew nervous.
“You may visit my residence when you have time,” Dongbo Xueying said before striding toward the hall’s exit.
Before studying this scripture, he might have hesitated to offer guidance. But now, at least regarding this world’s Void Path, he could provide some insight.
The attendant’s face lit with joy.
Such was the way of cultivation—seizing every sliver of opportunity. All knew how profound an ascender’s understanding of the Dao was, their guidance cutting straight to the essence.
“Hmm?”
As Dongbo Xueying stepped out of the Scripture Hall’s main entrance, his gaze swept over the scattered figures seated around. Among them, a grotesque old man with a triangular head and a white-robed middle-aged man sat opposite each other, drinking and conversing.
Having searched the memories of one of the Divine Lords who had ambushed him, Dongbo Xueying instantly recognized the triangular-headed elder—Lord Bat himself.
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