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Zong Shou lay powerlessly on the roof of the carriage, but still tried his best to maintain the cycle within his body, vibrating his muscles and using the internal breathing of the Energy Leading Technique to absorb the energy of the sun.

His four limbs all felt warm, like one was standing beside a fire. However, his soul felt really uncomfortable.

Soul power was of the Yin nature and couldnt accept the blistering fire of the sun. When a spirit master begun cultivating, he needed to gather up large amounts of Yin spirit energy. This was where martial and spiritual cultivation conflicted, and only when reaching the Return to Sun Realm would it turn for the better.

Cultivating martial arts wasnt without benefits, of course, helping to strengthen the flesh and body, enriching vital energy, building the foundations for letting soul power strengthen.

Under the suns rays, Zong Shou could feel that his body was strengthening little by little every moment.

Unfortunately for Yin Yang, he was still unable to break through to the Xiantian Realm.

Recovering some strength, Zong Shou sighed as he sat up, Dont rush it, Uncle Yin. Although breaking through to Xiantian Realm needs to look at the luck and fate of someone, you are now touching that stage. You will probably take half a month as long as you calm down, you dont need to purposely force it. Who knows, you might be able to complete it tomorrow!

Thank you, Prince, for your advice!

Yin Yang was focusing on driving the carriage but turned around and smiled. His face wasnt as depressed as before, only showing a sense of apology. I am not that anxious, I just feel sorry towards the Prince. These few days you spent so much effort showing me the profoundness of the path of martial arts. I am so dumb, still unable to break through.

Zong Shou smiled. It seemed like his servant had noticed. Him specially practicing the Great Blazing Sun Fist on the carriage was to instruct them. He heard Yin Yang ask curiously, Prince, seventeen days ago during the battle against Zhao Yanran, did you display sword intent?

Why do you ask that? Zong Shous eyebrows perked, following which he laughed to himself. To display sword intent, one has to be at least above Martial Ancestor Realm. How could I have the ability now? To be able to gain the rhythm of the sword technique now is already not bad.

No! Yin Yang shook his head, his face filled with disbelief. Since that day on, I have been thinking back to your sword art. The more I thought about it, the more deep and profound it was. I only felt that the princes success in martial arts is levels above mine. Especially that final sword, I dont have any impression about it, or rather I cant remember all of it

As she heard that, Chuxues eyes opened wide. Recalling what had happened, she also had little to no impression of the final sword that struck back against Zhao Yanran. She had obviously seen it back then, too!

When that demon woman left she said that your sword art had reached the spiritual level and also asked you if you know about sword intent. There had to be a reason for that. Even if the Prince didnt use sword intent then, you are probably not far away!

Zong Shou smiled but didnt reply, thinking to himself, So what if my martial path intent and understanding is so deep? With my current situation, I could only barely beat Zhao Yanran, who didnt even use her Xiantian true qi

Yin Yang seeing through all that meant that he would probably break through to Xiantian Realm really quickly.

Just as he wanted to give them some more advice, his expression turned solemn as he looked ahead.

What are they doing there?

Without Zong Shou reminding, Yin Yang and Su Chuxue noticed what was up in front of them.

Roughly ten thousand feet away was an overflowing river. It was located where the highland and lowland met. Three thousand feet away was a giant silver waterfall, which gave out a deafening rumble as the water crashed down.

At its sides were densely covered by trees reaching four hundred feet at their highest. Only the middle portion of the road allowed carriages and people to pass.

However at the current moment, this round was blocked by hundreds of different types of carriages. The people in the carriages were filled with looks of anxiety as they looked towards the shore.

Zong Shou stood up curiously, tip toeing as he looked ahead. He could barely see a person who was sitting at the center of that waterfall.

He couldnt look at his face, but looking at his actions, it was like he was sighing.

There was nothing special about this person, but carriages on both sides of this river couldnt pass, stuck right at the opening. Zong Shous expression turned serious as his eyes moved to the giant black steel blade by the mans side.

Looking at the shape of the blade, one could even call it a giant piece of steel. It was a hundred feet long, stuck into the ground. It had a dragon pattern on it, and just looking at it gave one a giant feeling of being suppressed.

Apart from that person and his blade, there were a dozen tall and strong servants who standing on the roads and blocking everyone.

Why does this blade feel so familiar? Zong Shou descended into thought. What he was familiar with wasnt the blade, but the intent and spiritual connection of it. It was amassed and nourished by the owner of the blade every day and night.

Yin Yang directly jumped out, skimming over the land, and in just a few steps found a random person to ask about what was happening. After a short while, his face turned green as he returned.

Prince, I heard that the person is comprehending martial arts. He wants to take a look at the Mingjing Mountain and the Fallen Cloud waterfall. He doesnt want random people to disturb and destroy the mood of the area, so no one is allowed to pass! I heard that this person has already spent seven or eight days here.

Comprehending martial arts? Zong Shou frowned slightly as he looked towards the east. The giant mountain at that side was not only shaped like a mirror, the side that was facing them was as shiny and smooth as a mirror, able to reflect ones image. This place was a famous location and many martial cultivators loved to come here to comprehend martial arts, so what he said did make sense.

There are so many carriages gathered up, so why int there anyone who is unhappy?

Although this place wasnt a must-pass path to get to Cloud Saint City, it was the most convenient one. The Taiyuan river traveled three thousand miles and this was where it originated. Even here it was a mile wide and as most parts of it had strong currents, only here at the waterfall was the water slightly calmer.

Yin Yangs expression became even uglier. The few merchant groups here indeed hired Martial Masters to protect them, there are even seven Mythic Masters. They all tried to rush him, but were chased back. I also tried to see through that person, but I cant see his strength

Zong Shou couldnt help but smile. Just looking at the intent that gathered on that blade, that person wasnt something that Martial Masters could fight against.

Even Zhao Yanran was far from enough. Even Lingyun Long Ruo, who had reached the Day Wandering Realm didnt have enough strength.

He only knows how to use strength to suppress others! Chuxue scoffed, feeling it was unfair, Why cant he choose another spot, why must he choose here and block everyones way!

Their carriage could travel a hundred feet off the ground, so even if they chose another path, it would just take a bit more time, but it was doable.

As for those horse carriages ahead, they had no choice. If they couldnt use this path, they needed to make a ten-day detour. Moreover, this place was in the wilderness, and if they stayed too long they would attract beast hordes.

Zong Shou wasnt that afraid of the beasts. With that person there, any beasts with a brain wouldnt dare to come close.

However the current him didnt have time to waste. Thinking for a while, he shook his head, Lets choose another path. We cant do anything about that guy.

Yin Yang silently nodded, this matter had nothing to do with them, and at most they would just take half a day more. Just as the carriage was about to turn direction, they heard some commotion at the front, and saw those coachmen and Martial Masters were all riled up. Some bold ones even shouted out.

Brute, do you know how much business I am losing waiting here for an entire day?

Scram! You want to comprehend martial arts, then go find another place! Dont block our way!