The wind howled.
Before the massive blade scar, a stillness prevailed.
Occasionally, someone would rise, regretfully, and turn to leave.
Luo Mu touched the blade scar with his right hand.
This way, he could feel it more deeply.
Previously, he might have been like most others, unable to comprehend anything from it, as it appeared no different from any other ordinary mark.
But now, he possessed the Blade Intent.
Therefore, his starting point was completely different.
In his eyes, the originally ordinary blade scar seemed to gradually come to life, beginning to vibrate, twist, and even spin!
Faintly, there were also vague sounds echoing!
“Man is called first-rate, blade is first-rate!”
“Blade is called first-rate, man is first-rate!”
“...”
“It is... first-rate!”
The voice was deep and heavy, like an ancient bronze bell, deafening.
He wasn’t sure if it was an illusion.
Luo Mu felt a burly figure appearing in his mind.
His left arm was empty.
His right hand held a blade.
After a single slash... the earth split... the heavens collapsed!
“This blade!”
Luo Mu’s breathing was heavy and fervent.
Until now, he had never witnessed such profound swordsmanship, that it could actually affect heaven and earth!
But... it was too profound!
Even with his current abilities, he wouldn’t be able to grasp even a sliver of its profoundness in a short time.
However, Luo Mu wasn't discouraged.
This was just the beginning.
He still had time, and he still had a chance.
As long as he continued to delve into it and comprehend it, he would surely reap rewards!
After about three hours.
Luo Mu’s body, which had been still, suddenly shuddered, his pupils dilated and constricted.
He briefly exited his state of comprehension.
He had finally grasped a hint of it.
His internal Blade Intent had also increased slightly.
Indeed, this blade scar could help warriors comprehend Blade Intent and enhance their proficiency in Blade Intent!
“Ding!”
“You are single-minded and devoted to studying the traces of the Blade King, with heartfelt insight, triggering a critical hit, gaining forty times the reward!”
A system notification sounded in his mind.
At the same time, a surge of insights appeared.
It was equivalent to forty times the comprehension.
His Blade Intent instantly increased significantly.
“So fast!”
A slight smile curved Luo Mu’s lips. Before coming here, his Blade Intent proficiency was at 10%, but now, it had already advanced a little over halfway.
With accumulated gains, if he could get another two hundred times the reward or so.
He estimated that his Blade Intent would reach 20%!
“Continue comprehending!”
Luo Mu was burning with enthusiasm.
He continued to immerse himself in comprehension.
——
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, five days had passed.
Within the Blade King Gorge, the great river continued to flow eastward, occasionally crashing against the banks, churning up countless angry waves.
The sound was like muffled thunder.
As if it were the roar of heaven and earth.
Before the blade scar.
People came every day, and people left every day.
The number generally remained around a hundred.
Luo Mu was still sitting cross-legged there.
His gains were also quite good.
His internal Blade Intent had already increased to 30%!
But he knew that there was still room for comprehension in the blade scar, it was far from reaching its limit.
It was rare to come across such an excellent place for cultivation.
How could he waste it?
He had to fully grasp it!
“Those are disciples of the Chang Le Academy.”
Someone with sharp eyes spotted Luo Mu and recognized him by his attire.
“Yes, he’s been here for five days, not eating or drinking, not even getting up to move around.”
Someone nodded, their tone filled with admiration.
Not everyone could persevere for so long.
Firstly, their physical bodies couldn't handle it, and secondly, their minds would become exhausted, making it impossible to focus their attention.
Therefore, most people would leave after two or three days of comprehension, knowing they had gained nothing, and feeling disheartened.
Occasionally, those who were well-prepared.
Would stay a little longer.
So they noticed Luo Mu sitting before the blade scar.
“To be able to persist for so long, it seems he has made some gains.”
Hearing this, a lot of people’s eyes were filled with envy.
The traces left by the Blade King himself, regardless of how big or small the gains, were undoubtedly beneficial.
“It’s a pity that the Academy’s admission requirements are too stringent, otherwise, I would really like to join the Academy and study.”
Someone said regretfully.
Unlike sects, the Academy was directly under the authority of the Imperial Dynasty. Its benefits and treatment were extremely generous.
It was said that one could even learn Xuan-tier martial arts.
As they talked.
Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly.
Everyone immediately looked towards the source of the sound.
Their pupils contracted.
They saw, not far away, more than twenty people walking towards them in a row.
Each of them carried two blades on their backs.
Their expressions were solemn.
“It’s the Kai Ming Dao Sect!”
Someone recognized them.
They subconsciously took a step back.
The disciples of the Kai Ming Dao Sect all carried two blades and wore standardized uniforms, making them easy to identify.
“What are they doing here?”
“They must be here to comprehend the blade scar.”
As the words left their mouths.
The Kai Ming Dao Sect group had already reached a closer point.
The leader.
His eyes were sinister, and his black hair was tied into a braid.
He scanned the crowd.
He couldn't help but frown.
Because there were too many people.
And there were no good spots.
The closest spots to the blade scar were all occupied.
“Ten breaths, get out of here quickly!”
This person took a deep breath, his voice icy.
“Why?”
Someone instinctively retorted.
The blade scar left by the King was recognized as ownerless, as decreed by the Prefect of Feng Du County.
Therefore, no force could claim it as their own.
Those who came to comprehend it usually followed the rule of first come, first served.
If there were no spots, they would wait.
“Because of the blade in my hand!”
Before anyone could see his movements, the blade was already out of its sheath.
He slashed across the void.
The speaker’s right arm was instantly severed, blood spraying out!
“You!”
Everyone was instantly shocked and enraged.
This was too domineering!
“Nine breaths left, if you don't leave, don’t blame me for being merciless!”
“The next time, it will be your heads!”
Qi Yun sheathed his blade.
His expression was icy and indifferent.
Seeing this, everyone’s mouths moved, but they could only leave their original positions and move to the side.
In Feng Du County, the Kai Ming Dao Sect wasn’t the strongest sect, but it was still quite well-known.
They had also joined the Martial Alliance.
Their strength was second only to the Xuan Tian Jian Sect.
Perhaps it was due to their cultivation techniques and environment, the sect’s warriors were not very nice, and once a conflict arose, they would easily lose their temper and kill.
In the pursuit of martial arts, weakness was a sin. As long as things didn’t escalate too much, or involve matters of principle and stance, even the Prefect’s Mansion wouldn’t intervene.
Seeing everyone scrambling to move to the side.
Qi Yun nodded in satisfaction.
He liked this feeling of being feared, of others treating him like a tiger, like a wolf, this feeling was truly intoxicating.
However, he wasn’t mindless enough to randomly chase people away.
The warriors present today were basically all at the Tempering Realm, the strongest were merely at the True Aperture Realm.
While he was already at the True Aperture Realm, Ninth Level.
He would soon enter the Spiritual Sea Realm.
Among the junior brothers behind him, several were already at the True Aperture Realm, Sixth Level or above.
Therefore, there was no need to hold back.
Just drive everyone away!
Every so often, the sect would send disciples to the Blade King Gorge to observe the traces of the Blade King.
And today, it was his turn to lead.
“Senior Brother, there’s still one person who hasn’t left.”
A junior brother said from behind.
Qi Yun immediately looked over.
He saw that there was still one person sitting before the blade scar.
“It seems to be a disciple of the Academy, but he’s from the Outer Palace.”
The junior brother seemed to have discovered something through his attire, and his voice suddenly became quieter.
“What are you afraid of? Tell him to scram, what’s so special about a disciple of the Academy?”
Qi Yun said coldly.
Since the formation of the Martial Alliance, the sects had gained a backbone. They no longer had to fear the Academy so much.
Besides, he was just an Outer Palace disciple.
Even if he killed him, nothing serious would happen!