Unyielding Defier in Martial World

0In Chu Chen's every move, she could feel that he was emitting his own Qi. Through this Qi, Bai Lan understood the concept of martial arts that Chu Chen had created for him, and quickly sank into it, entering closed-door cultivation.    0

    

"It wasn't in vain!" Discovering the change in Hua Lan, Chu Chen's mouth curved in a pleased smile. He had walked all the way here and had comprehended everything and everything that he had obtained, and had all been released with the aid of martial arts.    

    

If she could sense it, she would be able to enter the state of consciousness and borrow Chu Chen's martial spirit to cultivate and increase her cultivation. She could even break through her cultivation and even the shackles of her thoughts.    

    

Now that Chu Chen was already a saint, he could use cultivation or his every movement to release his own destiny or brand himself to affect others.    

    

It was just like many strong warriors, even if there was a single word of Mo Ya's stone inscription left behind, if the later generations were to sense it carefully, they would have obtained something, this was the luck of a strong person, the kind of martial qi that belonged to saints.    

    

While Chu Chen was focused on creating Heaven Ranked Spirit Boat, he did not know that in a star field far away, there was an ancient continent hidden. This continent was not big, and there were not many people there.    

    

At this moment, a purple-robed woman was looking ahead with a slightly anxious expression. Not far in front of her was a huge valley with cliffs thousands of feet high on both sides. From afar, it looked like a line of sky.    

    

At this time, at the entrance of the valley stood many ancient stone swords. They were inserted into the rocks just like this. The strong wind whistled past them, brushing against the countless stone swords as they emitted a strange wailing sound.    

    

If one listened carefully, they would notice that among the sounds created by the wind as it passed by, there was a sword that was different from the others. The sound coming from this sword was a deep and powerful sword hymn that seemed to come from the ancient battlefield.    

    

The material of this stone sword was different from the other stone swords. On the stone sword, there was an extremely flamboyant word, "Yang". The word "Yang" could be used to sail the ship, and the word "despotic" could be used to fly around.    

    

Only the purple-robed woman who was standing outside the valley understood how this sword was different from the others, because it belonged to a single person, the greatest Sword Dao genius of all time, Di Yang!    

    

"It's been three years. Di Yang has been in seclusion in the Sword Valley for three years. Not long ago, ten thousand swords sounded in unison, so it should be because he broke through. The purple-dressed woman whispered.    

    

At that moment, the stone sword that had been engulfing the entire valley suddenly let out a whimper and changed its sound. It was sharp, ear-piercing, humming sound, and the stone sword trembled, as if it was about to be pulled out of the ground. In addition, there was a wave of powerful Qi fluctuating in the valley, causing the entire valley to be filled with a wild Qi.    

    

"I've broken through to the eighth layer of the Eight Desolations Six Protections Sword Art and condensed the eighth sword intent. My three years of closed-door training have not been in vain!"    

    

An excited voice came from the Sword Valley, and then a young man in white rushed out of the Sword Valley with his long hair fluttering in the wind. With a sudden grab of his big hand, the stone sword stabbed into the ground emitted an ear-piercing sword hum, and in an instant, it exploded with a resplendent light, as if it had been tempered by the light of the sun and the moon.    

    

"You've reached the eighth level of the Eight Desolations Six Sword Technique?" The purple-dressed woman's eyes revealed an expression of extreme shock. Amongst the tens of thousands of sword techniques in the Ancient Sword World, this sword technique was ranked at the top.    

    

Three years ago, when Di Yang stepped into the Sword Valley, he had only cultivated to the sixth level. Although it was only the sixth level, due to the profoundness of the Eight Trigrams Swordsmanship, generally speaking, people who were fortunate enough to cultivate this technique had never broken through beyond the sixth level.    

    

As a result, after Di Yang stepped into the sixth level, he went into seclusion for three years in a single go. Not long ago, countless stone swords had been sensed, and all the ten thousand swords cried in unison, as everyone in the Ancient Sword Realm thought that Di Yang had broken through to the seventh level. However, what they saw right now was him breaking through to the eighth level in a single go, with only one more level before he entered the ninth level.    

    

"Xuan Shan?" When Di Yang saw the purple-dressed woman, his expression changed. Following that, he held onto the stone sword in his hand and descended from the air. "Shan'er, you look like you've been waiting here for a day or two. Is something the matter?"    

    

Di Yang knew that Xuan Shan was not waiting for him, because no one knew when he would come out from seclusion. Moreover, Sword Valley was a restricted area, and normal people could not enter.    

    

"My father was killed!" To think that someone had actually killed her father. This was simply too audacious, and they were not mortal enemies either. Red Sky King or the Seven Ultimate Heavenly Kings did not have the power to do so, nor did they dare to act rashly.    

    

"Your father was killed. Who did it?" Di Yang was just slightly surprised, her expression didn't change much, and didn't even have a single word from her father-in-law. He, Di Yang, had countless women, and this little Xuan Shan was just one of many women.    

    

"I don't know who killed him either. It should have been around a month or so. Maybe he hasn't left yet." There was an anxious expression on Xuan Shan's face. It goes without saying that she came to find Di Yang.    

    

"So you want me to help you kill the killer?" Di Yang asked directly.    

    

"Yes." Xuan Shan nodded.    

    

"I've just come out from three years of closed door cultivation. I'm so bored that I'm about to die. First serve me well, then think about it." Di Yang laughed sinisterly and pounced forward straight away. As he cried out in shock, he pressed Xuan Shan down onto the ground, and in broad daylight, he began to freely and unrestrainedly move about in the important areas of the Ancient Sword Realm.    

    

On the second day, Xuanyuan Shan brought Di Yang and hurried back.    

    

Due to the Celestial Flaming Stone, his entire body was releasing a fiery energy. Inside the interior, Chu Chen had drawn a total of ten sets of spirit patterns. When combined, the power was extremely great, and this was the key to creating a Heaven Ranked Spirit Boat.    

    

With the success of the Spirit Boat, Chu Chen concealed his martial qi.    

    

"It's time for me to leave. I can only pass these down to you." Chu Chen took a glance at Ke Lan who was immersed in cultivation and did not disturb her. After muttering to himself, he urged the Heaven Rank Spirit Boat which was thirty meters long to instantly break through the clouds and fly towards Shi Que Star.    

    

It was as if Chu Chen had never appeared, but it was as if he was just a passerby in her life. Perhaps, just as Gao Lan had once thought, countless years later, when Chu Chen's name resounded throughout the world, she would be proud of this memory for all eternity.    

    

After Chu Chen channeled his spirit energy, his speed became as fast as a meteor, faster than Chu Chen's normal speed of flight. Furthermore, using a Heaven Ranked Spirit Boat could save him a lot of time to cultivate.