Chapter 563: Chapter 32 Sword Dao Spirit

“Cough cough…”

Sun Haoyuan coughed violently, his face extremely pale; he had been struck by a punch from Lin Feng and suffered a serious injury.

“Such a mismatched fight!”

“Even summoning the Glass Dragon Martial Soul, he was still suppressed like this, it’s terrifying just how formidable that guy is.”

“Could it be one of those freaks who deliberately suppress their cultivation at the Tenth Level of the Martial King Realm without breaking through?”

“It’s really possible, apart from freaks at that level, it’s hard to imagine anyone else being so terrifying.”

…

Many cultivators began to discuss animatedly.

The combat power displayed by Lin Feng clearly surpassed that of the Tenth Level of Martial King Realm.

Lin Feng stepped forward, lifting his right foot and kicking towards Sun Haoyuan.

Just at that moment, a terrifying fluctuation surged out.

This fluctuation was controlled so exquisitely that no one else could sense it; only Lin Feng could detect it.

Although there was no malice, it was indeed directed at Lin Feng.

“Brother, kindly spare the rod and spoil the child, could you give me some face today?”

Someone transmitted a message in secret.

Lin Feng raised an eyebrow slightly.

Who was this person?

How dreadful was his aura?

What level of being was he?

“Bang.” Lin Feng’s kick landed, sending Sun Haoyuan flying more than a dozen meters, then he stood with his hands on his back, casting a cold glance at Sun Haoyuan, “Take your people and roll out.”

Sun Haoyuan didn’t dare linger, and he quickly left the place with a group of people from Sky Gazing Sect.

“Thank you, brother, for granting me this face today. Remember, my name is Yinn Zhiyun; I’ll keep this favor in mind and will surely repay it another day.”

The hidden cultivator transmitted a message.

Then he completely vanished without a trace.

“Yinn Zhiyun?” Lin Feng smiled faintly.

This person must certainly be an exceptional character, a heavenly pride.

Regardless of the reason he asked Lin Feng to spare these people from Sky Gazing Sect,

he now owed Lin Feng a favor.

“I would actually have preferred to fight you, testing my own cultivation; alas, you do not show yourself.”

Lin Feng felt some regret.

…

The people from Sky Gazing Sect left in a disheartened way.

No one had expected this battle to end this way.

“Brother Feng, you’re not hurt, right?” Qiu Hanying hurried over and asked with concern.

Lin Feng patted Qiu Hanying’s head and said, “I’m fine.”

“I thank Young Master Lin for his help.” Leng Xingya, although reserved and cool, was no stranger to the ways of the world, and she stepped forward to express her gratitude.

Lin Feng smiled and said, “No need to be so formal.”

“Young Master Lin, we were blind to Taishan and spoke out of turn to you before; we apologize to you and hope you can forgive us.”

Qi Yixi, Jin Zhehan, Wu He, and Wang Lin spoke cautiously.

Originally pleased to see Sky Gazing Sect’s people leave, they now turned pale with fear upon remembering their previous threats to Lin Feng.

Worried that Lin Feng would hold a grudge against them, they were afraid of retaliation.

Lin Feng looked indifferently towards Qi Yixi, Jin Zhehan, Wu He, and Wang Lin.

These four had narrow minds; basking in the reputation of Nine-Star Mountain, they acted superior, but now knowing Lin Feng’s true strength, they apologized like dogs begging for mercy.

But for Lin Feng, there was only disgust and disdain for these four.

Seeing Lin Feng’s indifferent gaze, Qi Yixi, Jin Zhehan, Wu He, and Wang Lin feared he would settle the score with them, dropped to their knees in fright, pleading, “Please, Young Master Lin, have mercy on our ignorance for Sister Qiu Hanying’s sake.”

However, Qiu Hanying did not plead for them. Although naive, she was not foolish; aware of many things, she had not spoken out because of considerations for fellow disciples’ face.

Dealing with such people was regarded by Lin Feng as soiling his hands.

Lin Feng glanced at Qi Yixi, Jin Zhehan, Wu He, and Wang Lin, and coldly said, “Get lost, and don’t let me see you again.”

“Yes, yes, we’ll go,” the four scrammed gratefully, crawling and scrambling to a distant place.

…

The next day, a group from Nine-Star Mountain arrived.

The senior sister of the Nine-Star Mountain inner gate was Ren Dan; her cultivation was extremely formidable, making Lin Feng also feel apprehensive, seemingly one of those who had suppressed their cultivation at the Tenth Level of Martial King Realm for many years.

Apart from Ren Dan, there were two other disciples in their group whose strength didn’t seem lower than hers.

There was indeed an emergence of extraordinary talents in the inner gate of Nine-Star Mountain.

Having heard about Lin Feng’s actions before, she came to express her thanks.

Lin Feng said, “Hanying is my friend; naturally, I wouldn’t sit idly by. You don’t need to thank me. Now that Hanying has joined up with you all, I will take my leave.”

Ren Dan said, “This Thunder Blade Secret Realm is full of dangers; Brother Lin, why not join us so we can look out for each other?”

Lin Feng smiled faintly and said, “Thank you for the kind offer, but I still have some matters to handle, so it would be somewhat inconvenient to join you all.”

Ren Dan said, “Then, let us part ways and hope to meet again in the future.”

Lin Feng nodded, bid farewell to Ren Dan, and went to find Qiu Hanying. He told her about his impending departure, which left Qiu Hanying speechless as tears streamed down her face.

“Silly girl, perhaps it won’t be long before we meet again. Moreover, when I have time, I will come to find you at Nine-star Mountain.”

Lin Feng said as he ruffled Qiu Hanying’s hair.

It was then that Qiu Hanying managed to smile through her tears and said, “Then Brother Feng, you must keep your promise. If you lie, Hanying will never bother with you again.”

“Our word is our bond,” Lin Feng said with a smile.

“Mm,” Qiu Hanying nodded fiercely.

…

Three days later, as Lin Feng passed by a cliff, he furrowed his brows slightly, sensing something extraordinary about it.

He felt a strange power surging in the vicinity.

“Spirit… Is this the aura of spirit?”

Lin Feng was astonished.

Had he not comprehended “Sky Splitting” before, he would not have been able to detect the aura of spirit here.

But now, Lin Feng could sense it.

Although the aura of spirit here was not dense,

it was slowly flowing.

In front of a cliff, Lin Feng saw some faint sword marks.

Despite many years having passed, those vague sword marks still contained the astonishing essence of ‘spirit.’

“So it is here.”

Lin Feng sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his mind settled into tranquility, gradually becoming one with the cliff.

In a trance,

Lin Feng suddenly saw a white-clothed cultivator practicing swordsmanship before him.

The swordsmanship of the white-clothed cultivator was incredibly exquisite.

Every move, every stance, seemed to harmonize with heaven and earth.

Lin Feng immersed himself in this remarkable sensation.

“Eh, what’s this?”

Lin Feng suddenly noticed a tremendous change in the power within the white-clothed cultivator’s body.

Inside him, a mysterious “trace” appeared.

That “trace” seemed like a mark branded by the Heavenly Dao.

“Tao Trace.”

Lin Feng was shocked.

Tao Trace, a mysterious thing, was a “trace” condensed by comprehending the ways of heaven and earth.

Tao Traces often possessed the terrifying power to destroy heavens and obliterate the earth.

The power contained within Tao Traces was exceedingly fearsome.

Cultivators of the Yin Yang Realm would condense their mana infinitely, transforming it into a Tao Trace.

This Tao Trace served as a bridge between the Yin Yang Realm cultivator and the cosmos.

Why were cultivators of the Yin Yang Realm so powerful? Sky Flying and Earth Escaping, ascending to the ninth heaven, descending to the Netherworld, turning droplets into oil, touching stone to gold… all these were supreme Divine Skills, because they perceived the ways of heaven and earth through “Tao Traces,” which enabled them to change the composition of matter.

Therefore, they could display many miraculous abilities.

This was the true strength of a Yin Yang Realm cultivator, the harboring of Tao Traces.

It symbolized power that transcended mortal capabilities.

Martial Kings were still mortals.

But those in the Yin Yang Realm were Greate Divine Ability Cultivators.

To the ordinary eye, there was no difference between them and immortals.

Once stepping into the Yin Yang Realm, not only possessing unimaginably powerful Divine Skills, but also their lifespan reaching more than a thousand years.

That was a thousand upon a thousand years.

Mortals, merest decades of lifespan; Martial Kings only had a lifespan of a couple hundred years at most.

Reaching over a thousand years of lifespan, this was the skill of Longevity, how similar to the legendary immortals?

Lin Feng was extremely excited. He carefully meditated on the “spirit” here, understanding the significance of “Tao Traces.”

He hoped to comprehend the mysterious “Spirit of Sword Dao.”

Now that Lin Feng had mastered “Sky Splitting,” should he gain mastery over a kind of Sword Dao Spirit,

the merger of Sword and Saber would significantly enhance his combat power.

Just as Lin Feng was in the throes of sudden enlightenment again, seven streaks of light flew toward him from afar. The young cultivator leading saw Lin Feng, who was seated cross-legged on the cliff below, and his eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Spirit, there’s actually the aura of spirit here; that kid is comprehending the aura of spirit, isn’t he?” the young cultivator said.

“It must be so. That guy is not simple; he’s already able to sense the aura of spirit,” said another cultivator behind him.

“How can we let such an opportunity slip by?”

The leading young cultivator sneered and swiftly descended. Looking at Lin Feng, who was in the midst of sudden enlightenment, he shouted, “Boy, wake up!”

Initially immersed in his sudden enlightenment, Lin Feng was abruptly interrupted, indescribably sullen. Just as he was about to grasp the Sword Dao Spirit of this place, he had been interrupted.

The young cultivator sneered as he looked at Lin Feng, “This place has been chosen by me to cultivate. As for you, you may leave now…”