738 Jackpot! (1/2)
As Yun Yang thought about it, he began to practice the forms from the very beginning, combining all five forms and ten styles in an extended sequence to see how it would go.
The first four forms of the Destiny Blade saber truth could be considered as the extreme of the techniques in the known world. They were flawless, probably perfect in every sense of the word. They remained so in this practice session, but as Yun Yang went through Mountain of Ivory Bones and was about to finish the style, he dived straight into the Door of Life and Death Opens suddenly, unable to control his own actions.
With a cry, the airstream spiraled and formed a whirlpool. A sense of eerieness spread out overwhelmingly as Yun Yang was sprinkled with dots of stars, sparkling in saber light.
The power of the fifth form had been triggered unintentionally. It was a wonder whether it was a surprise or this was how it was meant to work.
With this realization in his heart, Yun Yang did not stop, following up with the next style, Eighteen Levels of Hell.
The space converged then, six collapsing joints appearing in unison. It was like the gate to hell had been opened, as ghostly cries and howls could be heard aloud. It sounded like countless ghosts had come out from the void, charging over with their aggressive claws and fangs.
Yun Yang retracted his saber, already comprehending the form thoroughly.
”So this is it!”
He fully understood it now. The intention of the fifth form was not to exist alone but as a fatal strike to connect the previous and next form. Only with the trigger of the four previous forms could the unusual states like the door of life and death as well as the eighteen levels of hell be created, thus instigating unprecedented damage. It was like an external technique of a technique…
When it came to the sixth form, there should be an even stranger change.
Furthermore, Yun Yang had just begun learning the form, limited in his familiarity with the technique. This allowed only six collapsing joints to appear, for now, meaning that only six levels of hell were created. The form might need more practice to achieve a major accomplishment for all eighteen levels of hell to appear, genuinely living to its name.
Thinking of this and recalling the ghoulish cries earlier, Yun Yang could not suppress his feeling of mounting excitement. If he could open eighteen levels of hell with one style, how overwhelming would the phenomenon be?
”I have to toil harder after this. I mustn't be even slightly lazy. I shall continue to apply myself further.”
Yun Yang thought, 'There are too many powerful ones in this world, always someone better than me… My cultivation base right now is worthy of a top-notch character in Tianxuan Continent, but upon careful analysis, it's far than being enough. Whether it's Ji Lingxi's maniac of a father or the mythical Seventeenth Master of the Abyss, the contrast between us is like heaven and earth.'
It had to be mentioned that Young Master Yun's horizon was greatly widened now; so was his target. Initially, it was just to annihilate the Four Seasons Tower, but now, it had hopped right to the Seventeenth Master of the Abyss and Ji Lingxi's father…
Yun Yang collected his thoughts and stood up upon closing his practice. The moment he opened his eyes, he was dumbfounded by what greeted his sight!
Everywhere he shifted his gaze was a vision of purple radiance which almost blinded Yun Yang.
”What is this? What's going on? Why does everything look so spectacular?”
Yun Yang observed his surroundings, seeing purple cubic crystals everywhere, glowing with a violet luminescence. Other than an empty spot beside him, every other area was filled with a similar substance. The cubes were not big at all, only the size of a palm.
The shocked youth picked a piece up to study it cautiously in his hand. He felt instantly that the violet cubic crystal contained extraordinarily refined spiritual Qi.
”This – this is tangible, solidified, spiritual Qi!” Yun Yang was stunned once again by his discovery.