Chapter 928 – The Last Lesson (2/2)

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The people on the cliff nervously watched the path.

Ivy obscured their vision and sword intents disordered the light. It was impossible for them to make out any details, but they could vaguely make out those sword glows.

Suddenly, the sword glows suddenly exploded with light, making it impossible to see anything.

Sword cries rang out in a burst of noise, making it impossible to hear anything else.

They could only see the winds stir gravel and dust that clashed and struggled within the path like a living dragon.

As they watched this sight and sensed the vibrations from the mountain, those ordinary disciples slightly paled and thought in shock, His Holiness the Pope truly is Martial Granduncle Su Li's legacy disciple. His cultivation in the sword really is as powerful as rumored. Is he really going to walk through it?

Bai Cai asked in concern, ”Does he intend to destroy this path?”

Even when Chen Changsheng began to use his swords to shatter the walls of the path, Qiushan Jun remained quiet, his expression still extremely calm.

Now, his face finally showed a hint of sternness. ”If he can destroy this path, then it naturally counts as a success.”

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This path was cleaved out of the rock of Mount Li's main peak. Su Li had used an unimaginably powerful attack to slash a path through, and in the following centuries, the sword slashes on the walls continuously increased, sword intent seeping into the mountain. The walls had become so sturdy that even one of the precious treasures of the Orthodoxy would find it hard to destroy them, so Chen Changsheng naturally did not possess this ability.

But he walked out.

After some time, he finally managed to walk out of the path and onto the meadow at its exit.

His clothes were covered in tears and his hairband had snapped, causing his black hair to scatter behind him. His appearance was quite wretched.

Blood was dripping from his clothes, its scent gradually weakened by a cool breeze. Fortunately, after the coup of the Mausoleum of Books, he had grasped a few methods and so prevented anything strange from occurring.

He was born with a stainless constitution and his spiritual sense was both serene and powerful to the extreme. His meditations were incredibly effective, allowing him to accrue vast amounts of star radiance. When performing his first Meditative Introspection, he had been bathed in the true blood of the Black Frost Dragon. When condensing his Star Domain, he had simultaneously illuminated three-hundred-sixty-five Qi openings. He could be said to have the most perfect body for cultivation in the world.

But today, he had suffered so many injuries.

Besides his body covered in sword slashes, there were several thin wounds on his face and a small part of his left eyebrow had been cut off. If this wound were in a slightly different position, it would have been on his eye. One could imagine just how dangerous the situation had been just now and just how terrifying the sword intents Su Li had left behind were.

As he stood at the path's exit and gazed at the verdant valley and cloudless blue sky, Chen Changsheng felt incredibly refreshed.

Today, in confronting the sword intents Su Li had left behind, he had used everything he had learned in his life, leaving nothing behind, keeping nothing hidden.

This was not the most dangerous battle in his life of cultivation, but it was his most delightful one.

Countless sword styles had been used to their fullest extent, cleaving open the path and the world and also broadening his mind.

He even wanted to shout at this verdant valley and cloudless sky.

But this was not in accord with his personality.

In the end, he didn't shout, but turned around to look back at the path.

After walking through this path, he was naturally aware that the sword intents and techniques on its walls were not completely left behind from when Su Li cut open this path. Many of them had been left by Su Li later on, and there were also several that were left by other people from the Mount Li Sword Sect.

He gazed silently at this path through stone for a very long time.

He seemed to be looking into the past.

Several hundred years ago, on one of Su Li's rare returns, he came to this place and casually slashed at this stone wall.

Those elders of the Sword Hall with profound cultivations embraced their swords while meditating within this path for the sake of advancing. When enlightened, they would slash at the walls of this path.

After several hundred years, this place contained the essence of Su Li's sword, and also the spirit and will of the Mount Li Sword Sect.

This path was used by the disciples of the Mount Li Sword Sect to hone their sword hearts.

Su Li had left his own daughter in this lush valley, certain that Chen Changsheng and Zhexiu would attempt this path.

To put it another way, this had been his last lesson to Chen Changsheng.