Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 452 - 452 117 Transcending the Sky 【Two-in-one Big

Chapter 452: Chapter 117: Transcending the Sky 【Two-in-one, Big Chapter of 7000】_3 Chapter 452: Chapter 117: Transcending the Sky 【Two-in-one, Big Chapter of 7000】_3 Yet Feng Yin could keenly feel the mountains and rivers behind him, the sun and moon, all moving forward with each step he took, seemingly in sync!

A world-shaking stride, the heavens and earth moving in unison!

This experience defied description, absolutely arcane.

Even if Feng Yin was quite certain, based on his own reasoning, this couldn’t be possible, entirely unreasonable.

But his sensory perception told him an undeniably different tale, it felt so real!

The sun, moon, stars and rivers, the whole world seemed to move in unison with this man’s stride!

Stood poised like a mighty wave, facing head-on the onslaught of Demon Beasts that covered the sky!

With a swing of his sword, he struck with boundless might!

Feng Yin could clearly see how the man wielded his blade, how he presented the tip of his blade, how he attacked, how he channeled his energy, and how he turned his whole spirit into a magnificent, world-shaking slice!

The brash nature of the blade was overwhelming, causing heaven and earth to lose their colors.

From the moment the blade was drawn, the brilliance turned from merely a foot in length into a dazzling light that split the sky from east to west!

For a moment, the entire world appeared void except for the brilliance of this blade.

The man unsheathed his blade and immediately turned to leave, not even sparing a glance at the endless Demon Beasts before him.

All that was left behind was his hearty laughter.

“With this blade that splits the heavens, mere Demon Beasts dare not challenge my sliced realm! Meeting your death under my blade, it is the ultimate fortune gained from your countless lives!”

“Hahaha…”

With laughter, the man left with his blade. Yet the skies and earth still seemed to revolve around him, the rivers and mountains, as always, ever accompanying him.

Feng Yin was left virtually speechless by the awe-inspiring power of the blade.

“This is a blade!”

“Truly, this is a blade!”

He couldn’t help but mimic the gesture, as his Spiritual Transformation Technique whirled rapidly, trying to emulate those movements, the essence of that blade stroke.

A sudden epiphany gave birth to a dominating spirit!

That sword technique seemed to have been deeply engraved in Feng Yin’s soul. Although he was just imitating it in his mind, contemplating the essence of each stroke, he had, in fact, practiced it countless times.

“Splitting the heavens! One stroke, slicing the heavens apart, peerless under heaven!”

“Such…Such domineering spirit!”

Feng Yin felt his blood boiling every time he thought of it, his excitement was infectious, he felt ready and eager to try it out.

Narrating the image, that man…

“Only with courage and spirit like this can man be worthy of life in this world!”

With his practice concluded, Feng Yin exhaled gently, only to feel the spiritual energy inside him surge again.

As his consciousness practiced the motions, this tyrannical blade technique caused his previously stagnant ninth grade spiritual power to become turbulent, and it rushed out overwhelmingly.

In a flash, Feng Yin’s spiritual power surged, his Dantian energy stormed upward. Like a tidal wave, it hit the sandcastle on the beach!

Feng Yin’s sea of consciousness seemed to hear the sound of glass shattering, the bottleneck of the ninth grade was broken by the turbulent waves.

The ninth level’s bottleneck, once a tight constraint, was instantaneously swept away like scattered sand.

The surging spiritual energy was absorbed into a new circuit of meridians and, like a well-trained army, it naturally circulated throughout his body several times, consolidating his foundation bit by bit.

Little by little, his cultivation was improving.

After breaking the bottleneck, the surging spiritual power was far from spent and instead surged even higher. Naturally, with the rising cultivation level, it continued to grow.

Continuing the rotation, Feng Yin’s cultivation gradually rose to a middle level of the ninth grade.

Although his cultivation level had skyrocketed, at this moment, all Feng Yin felt was an inexplicable expansion of meridians and a splitting headache.

With a moment of mental clarity, his consciousness suddenly vibrated, forcibly interrupting the high-speed revolution of spiritual power.

After a moment of relief, it was as if he had awakened from a dream. Opening his eyes, his gaze shot out two substantial golden lights.

Eliciting electricity in the void!

Dazzlingly bright gold!

This was a characteristic unique to a ninth level human-level cultivator. He had achieved the ninth rank of the human level!

“Ninth-rank human level, half-step earth level. From now on, just in terms of personal cultivation, I can be considered a notable figure.”

Feng Yin sighed with emotion.

It wasn’t until now, since he arrived in this world, that he felt a sliver of safety return that had been missing all along.

Reflecting back on the time spent on the Continent of Peace, he realized he hadn’t had a single moment of peace, had he?

Every day lived on the edge, tasting the blood on the blade’s edge, even the mere sense of eating was gained through bitter battles!

Living under the threat of the Heavenly Judge…no doubt, the stress had been incredible!

Living hand to mouth, teetering on the edge of life and death, danger lurking everywhere. And every moment consumed by the fear of death.

On top of that, his poor aptitude, the cultivation that kept lagging behind, the golden finger that was ten years too late to appear… Who could imagine the hardships he, a world-jumper, had faced, the trials his heart had endured?

Now, he was finally about to step into the earth-level realm. The dramatic progress he made, advancing five ranks in just three months, naturally built his confidence and added to his sense of security.

“Finally, I feel a little safer.”

He gently stroked the still sleeping Feng Ying, feeling a strange sense of comfort in his heart.

In the end, he was no longer that insignificant figure at the mercy of others.

He may still not be powerful.

But…at least in this strange world, he had carved out his own, small piece of sky.