Meng Chuan watched from the side. This is the cultivation speed a peerless genius should possess. Junior Brother Yan is five years younger than me, but he reached the peak of the Realm of Dao before I did. Junior Brother Xue Feng is five years older than me, and he has already reached the Dharma Domain realm. As for me, I’m still stuck at Greater Mastery of Saber Dao.
Upon realizing the gap between them, Meng Chuan didn’t wallow in his mediocrity.
There were billions of people in the world. There were gifted talents in every generation. Nobody could surpass everyone in every aspect. It was good to realize one’s strengths and weaknesses. His strength laid in his Essence Soul cultivation talent. His weakness was the slow improvement of his technique realm. However, he was only slightly slower than Xue Feng and Yan Chitong.
It doesn’t matter if I improve my technique realm slowly. As long as I train diligently, I’ll be able to cultivate to the Blood Droplet realm once I attain a fifth-level Essence Soul and reach the Dharma Domain realm. When I reach the Blood Droplet realm, I’ll be able to kill more than ten times as many demon monarchs as I can now. I will single-handedly surpass the efficiency of all the Godfiends in the world. By then, I’ll be the greatest contributor!
When he reached the Blood Droplet realm, it would be his most dazzling moment.
As for being more dazzling? That was very difficult. An expert with a seventh-level Essence Soul could also help the human race with the war. However, they wouldn’t be as useful as an expert with an eighth-level Essence Soul; they could end the war by themself. With his talent, Meng Chuan was confident of attaining a seventh-level Essence Soul. It was relatively unlikely for him to attain an eighth-level Essence Soul. Even if he were to succeed, he would probably take hundreds or even thousands of years. Would the demons let the humans survive for so long?
I can hunt down all the demon monarchs in the human world once I reach the Blood Droplet realm. If I kill enough demon monarchs, I can affect the war outcome. Who knows, we might win. If we win… the world will be at peace. That would be great. I can accompany Qiyue and live a carefree life. Meng Chuan revealed a smile. This was the comfortable life he wanted.
Although he had sworn to kill all the demons in the world since he was young and was willing to risk his life for it, what he truly yearned for the most was world peace.
Continue cultivating. Meng Chuan brandished his saber as he turned his head to look at the dazzling purple lightning that tore through the darkness.
From afar, King True Martial looked at Meng Chuan, who was beginning to cultivate again. He nodded inwardly. He isn’t affected by external events. He diligently cultivates, so it’s no wonder he possesses the strength of a peak Regis Godfiend at such a young age.
King True Martial knew very well how important one’s state of mind was. Some people were innately talented. They were euphoric when they attained success, but they often compared themselves to their peers once they fell behind. When one was young, being competitive was a good thing. However, it wasn’t a good thing for true peerless experts to compare themselves with others. A calm heart was more advantageous for cultivation. A calm heart was like a mountain. No matter whether one was in a positive or negative state, they could advance at the fastest speed possible, surpassing their former selves.
This Meng Chuan’s talent is the worst among the three. King Calm Sea took a glance and ignored him. He even neglected the achievements of his son, Xue Feng, so he naturally didn’t care about Meng Chuan.
In his heart, there was only cultivation. He had cultivated for many years and only believed in one thing-relying on oneself was better than relying on others! He abandoned everything that could affect him and focused all his attention on cultivation. If it weren’t for his resolute attitude, he wouldn’t have touched upon the Grotto-Heaven realm after just a hundred years of cultivation. At the same age, King True Martial was inferior to King Calm Sea.
After nine months in the World Gap, Meng Chuan still diligently practiced his saber art.
The distant purple lightning was like a tree. The scene of countless lightning bolts snaking through the darkness was shockingly beautiful. Even after watching it over and over again, Meng Chuan remained stunned by its beauty.
Immersed in that beauty, he constantly practiced his saber art.
Whoosh.
With a slash of his saber, spatial ripples parted and formed a dazzling bolt of lightning
Oh? This strike attracted the attention of Yan Chitong, Xue Feng, King True Martial, and King Calm Sea. At their level, they were very sensitive to their surroundings. Meng Chuan had been practicing his saber art for a long time. When his saber art underwent a qualitative transformation, he naturally couldn’t hide it from the four of them.
“Congratulations, Senior Brother Meng.” Yan Chitong walked over with a smile. Xue Feng also walked over.
Besides cultivating, they would often spar.
The outcome of the spars…
They were always thrashed by Meng Chuan!
Meng Chuan’s saber art was too fast and too ferocious! Meng Chuan didn’t use his Essence Soul mystic techniques, divine powers, and baneful aura domain. However—with just his Undying Body’s strength and unparalleled speed-Meng Chuan had forced Yan Chitong and Xue Feng to acknowledge that they had lost fair and square. Every time, Meng Chuan’s saber would easily wind up beside Yan Chitong and Xue Feng’s necks.
Meng Chuan was much stronger than Yan Chitong and Xue Feng. After all, he had the strength of a top Regis Godfiend. Even Xue Feng only had the strength of a weak Regis Godfiend.
“Senior Brother Meng’s saber is getting faster and faster. It’s becoming harder to defend against his attacks.” Xue Feng shook his head.
“Senior Brother Xue, when you become a Regis Godfiend and have the Seamless domain, your Quintessential Essence will transform. Perhaps you can block it then,” joked Yan Chitong. Xue Feng smiled and said nothing more.
Marquis Purple Rain was an old Marquis Godfiend who had long reached the Dharma Domain realm. He had deep foundations and had strength comparable to ordinary Regis Godfiends, but he still died to a fifth Firmament demon monarch. Meng Chuan had killed that fifth Firmament demon monarch in question.
Xue Feng knew the difference in strength between them. I was able to master Fifteen Golden Wind Swords because I had a fortuitous encounter. Curious,Xue Feng looked at Meng Chuan. Meng Chuan’s technique realm clearly isn’t high, yet he has the strength of a top Regis Godfiend. He probably also had some special fortuitous encounters.
He could only guess because he didn’t know about Archean Eon Grotto-Heaven’s existence.
In the past eight hundred years, Archean Mountain had only let five disciples enter Archean Eon Grotto-Heaven-King True Martial, King Calm Sea, and Meng Chuan had all entered. King True Martial walked over as well. He knew very well that Meng Chuan was the most important to the sect and the human race! Before entering the World Gap, the three Supremacies had secretly told King True Martial: “If any accidents happen in the World Gap, protect Meng Chuan at all costs.”
“At all costs?” King True Martial was shocked.
“We gave Meng Chuan a life-saving item, but it’s useless in the World Gap. Therefore, you have to look after him. When he becomes a Regis Godfiend, he can hunt down demon monarchs at a speed that surpasses all the Godfiends in the world.” “Oh? Even if I lose my life, I will ensure Junior Brother Meng’s safety.” Since King True Martial had promised to do so, he had always kept Meng Chuan close after entering the World Gap and meeting the demons.
King True Martial walked over to Meng Chuan, Yan Chitong, and Xue Feng. He smiled and said, “Congratulations, Junior Brother Meng. Do you have any ideas on how you will achieve a breakthrough to the Dharma Domain realm?”
“It will be difficult.” Meng Chuan shook his head. “After witnessing the birth of a world, I now have direction. However, I’m even more puzzled. I’m still perplexed on how to walk this path.”
“Take your time. It’s very difficult to go from the peak of the Realm of Dao to the Dharma Domain realm to begin with.” King True Martial consoled him. Then, he looked at Yan Chitong and Xue Feng. “Don’t slack off either. Xue Feng, your Essence Soul cultivation speed is too slow. As for Junior Brother Yan… your Dharma Domain and Essence Soul are both lacking.”
Yan Chitong lowered his head obediently. “Yes, I’ll keep it in mind, Senior Brother.”
As they chatted, King Calm Sea glanced at them before continuing his cultivation. He ignored them once again.
Days passed.
It was already their tenth month in the World Gap. Meng Chuan watched the forming world in confusion. How do I reach the Dharma Domain realm? I don’t understand at all. How do I combine Yin and Yang? Forget it. Even with the World Gap’s opportunities, I still spent more than ten years to reach the peak of Saber Dao. It might take me another 50 years to reach the Dharma Domain realm. Meng Chuan deduced the time he would take to reach the Dharma Domain realm by comparing the cultivation speed of other Godfiends in history. This was a rational judgment. I’ve been cultivating for so long. I’ll indulge myself for the last two to three months. Meng Chuan’s eyes lit up. He couldn’t take it anymore.
He waved his hand.Whoosh.
A boulder appeared beside him. It was taken out from his Grotto-Heaven Magic Bead.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! His Darkstar domain sliced through the boulder, producing a table and a stone stool.
Meng Chuan sat on the stone stool and looked at the smooth table. He nodded in satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, a paintbrush and scroll appeared on the table. Before he had entered the World Gap, he painted almost every day. No matter how long his daily underground reconnaissance took, he had to paint-even if he needed to sacrifice his sleeping time. Painting was what he enjoyed the most. He hadn’t painted since he entered the World Gap, so he could no longer resist the urge.
Most importantly…
The birth of a world is beautiful. It would be a pity if I didn’t paint this memorable scene. Meng Chuan took a deep breath and began to mix the paint. However, his eyes were filled with excitement as he watched as the world formed.
What is Senior Brother Meng doing? Yan Chitong watched in a daze. Meng Chuan had produced a table and stool out of thin air, as well as brush and paper. He was even mixing paint.
What is he doing? King True Martial and Xue Feng were also stunned. King Calm Sea stole a glance and frowned, also revealing a look of confusion.
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