C1 (1/2)

On the Cloud Continent, the pattern of cultivators had always been 'the strong and the weak'.

Cultivating the path of Qi Manipulation, using the spirit energy of heaven and earth to incite the heavenly thunders and earth fire, controlling magic tools and techniques, was called qi-repair.

To draw the spiritual energy from Heaven and Earth into one's body to temper the body, one could either possess immense strength, be it as swift as the wind or as firm as a rock. This person was a martial cultivator.

When the two cultivated to mastery, they could both split mountains and cut rivers. They could pluck stars, seize the moon, and ascend the nine heavens of the universe to explore the underworld, and then search for the realm of 'Supreme Immortals'.

Eastern Region of the continent, Southland, 'Zhou's escort agency' residence.

Early in the morning, a gatekeeper of the East District was surrounded by dozens of people, so many that not even a drop of water could trickle through. The famous Escort, from the guards of the guard house to the guards in charge of the house, all those who practiced martial arts would inadvertently stop to see the owner of this training grounds.

The crowd stood still for a moment, then a young man with a sword walked into the training field, which was about ten meters long and wide. He wore a close-fitting black suit that outlined his long and refined leopard muscles, and even the guards who had practiced martial arts for many years were envious.

”Tsk, why are so many people so annoyed.” Glancing at his surroundings, Zhou Tong muttered to himself.

Standing on the stage with his sword on his back, he let out a long breath and began practicing his sword arts. This was Zhou Tong's compulsory lesson every day, and was also the 'show' that the observers came to watch every day.

Just by listening to the sharp beeps, one could tell how tyrannical the sword technique was. Under the rampage of the sword qi, the green bricks, which were already worn smooth and smooth, had new, slender sword scars.

”Indeed, in terms of martial arts, only the Third Young Master can be considered a genius!”

One of the Zhou Family Escort s who was watching on the side nodded and said. Looking at his attire, he was also a leader in the Zhou Family's escort company. As soon as the words left his mouth, a fervent discussion broke out among the onlookers as expected.

”I heard that Third Young Master's current swordsmanship is comparable to the swordsmanship instructors in the escort company. Is that true?”

”It is true, but we are all cultivating the Dao of martial arts. Third Young Master's talent can be said to be peerless. If he were to cultivate the way of the qi-repair, perhaps the number one person of the younger generation would have already changed hands.”

”Who says it isn't? However, the third young master is obsessed with martial arts. Even the clan leader can't talk him out of it, so what can we say? ”

glanced at the onlookers from the corner of his eyes, trying to guess what was going on. His smile seemed to contain a hint of bitterness, as he gently shook his head, his young and immature face was filled with a sense of relief that could only be felt after countless years of age.

After all, as a reincarnated person, Zhou Tong was not surprised to hear such words. The bitterness was not related to the onlookers in the slightest.

Above the countless small worlds that were like continents emerging from the clouds, there was an even more vast and endless world, the universe. In his previous life, Zhou Tong was the number one person respected as a Saint in the Dao of martial arts throughout the countless years of the Void — — Sword Saint Mo Li. The [Mo Li Sword], a peerless divine weapon in his hand, appeared out of nowhere. After slaughtering countless experts of the Immortal Demon Realm and the Three Realms over the course of tens of thousands of years, he was unrivalled in the universe.

But in the end, the title of being a high and mighty expert did not attract respect, but fear, as well as endless calamities, to the point where tens of thousands of strong warriors did not hesitate to give up their dignity as Zhi Zun warriors, and joined hands to attack Zhou Tong. After paying close to seventy percent of their strength in a blood battle, a Saint eventually fell at the end of the Void Universe, in the Fallen God Abyss.

That was a chasm that was as strong as the gods and emperors, a chasm that was difficult to cross. But now, the Zhou Tong who had fallen into the Divine Abyss had been reborn in this small world.