Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

"Junior Sister Ye Yang?"

Upon hearing this, all eyes of the Imperial Sword Sect members fell on Dongfang Yeyang.

"hehe!"

"Fellow disciples, do not listen to this person's slander!"

"I wish I could tear him to pieces."

"How is that possible? Passing on the true secrets of sword control to this person!"

"This person is now speaking recklessly and spreading false accusations."

Dongfang Yeyang laughed angrily and pointed at Zhang Yan in rebuttal.

"Too."

"Junior Sister Ye Yang, it's impossible, the secret sword control technique passed down outside."

"And even if it were to be leaked, it would be impossible for it to be passed on to Zhang Yan."

The Dharma Aspect Realm of the Imperial Sword Sect deeply agrees.

"I believe in Junior Sister Ye Yang."

“Zhang Yan, even if you’re just spouting nonsense, you should at least use your brain.”

"Such nonsense only makes people think you're hopelessly stupid."

Shen Ning shook his head, a look of pity flashing in his eyes.

Both are prodigies who have reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul cultivation.

Zhang Yan has utterly disgraced himself.

"Junior brother."

"Was it really Dongfang Yeyang who imparted the true secrets of sword control to you?"

Even Lin Qingyue was somewhat surprised and asked in a low voice.

she does not know.

Zhang Yan comprehended the true secrets of sword control.

However, she understood the significance of the True Sword Control Technique to the Sword Control Sect.

Even the name of the Imperial Sword Sect comes from the Imperial Sword True Technique.

If Zhang Yan really did steal the true secret of sword control.

This is a huge problem for the entire Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"Am I just spouting nonsense?"

A smile appeared on Zhang Yan's lips.

Instead of continuing to argue with the Imperial Sword Sect, he took out the broken sword from his storage bag.

This is a broken sword of the fourth rank.

It looks like a piece of scrap metal.

This broken sword was a congratulatory gift from the Imperial Sword Sect at Zhang Yan's investiture ceremony last time.

This thing appeared.

Dongfang Yeyang's expression changed.

"Dongfang Yeyang".

"You should remember this broken sword, right?"

Zhang Yan asked, holding the broken sword.

"of course I remember."

"This is the sword used by the founding patriarch of my Imperial Sword Sect."

"You actually carried it with you the whole time?"

Dongfang Yeyang recognized the broken sword, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"The sword used by the founder."

Why would it be on Zhang Yan?

Shen Ning was unaware of the cause and effect, and his face was full of doubt.

"Senior brother."

"You don't know something."

"The last time this person was appointed as the Young Pavilion Master, the elders and I went to offer our congratulations..."

"Since it's just a useless sword anyway, we might as well use it as a congratulatory gift, which will also humiliate the Divine Weapon Pavilion."

Dongfang Yeyang explained to Shen Ning.

There is no one else here.

Dongfang Yeyang didn't bother to hide it and didn't take the Divine Weapon Pavilion seriously at all.

"I see."

"Zhang Yan, what is your intention in taking out this sword?"

"Could it be that you intend to use the ancestor of my Imperial Sword Sect to force us to retreat?"

Shen Ning looked down at Zhang Yan and sneered.

Although it concerns the founder of the Imperial Sword Sect, the Imperial Sword Venerable.

But it's just a broken sword of the fourth rank, nothing special.

Dongfang Yeyang did nothing wrong.

"This sword."

"In your own eyes, they are nothing but scrap metal."

“If you truly respected your ancestors, you wouldn’t have given this sword to me.”

Zhang Yan saw through Shen Ning and the others' thoughts perfectly.

"hehe."

Shen Ning and the others sneered, neither admitting nor refuting.

The Sword Master Yuqing is indeed worthy of respect.

However, in the cultivation world, profit is still the primary consideration, and the scrap metal left behind by the Imperial Sword Master will not become any kind of immortal treasure.

"But that's all I can say."

"You people are all blind."

"If the Sword Master Yuqing were alive, he would probably be so angry at you that he would come back to life."

Zhang Yan changed the subject and said with a light laugh.

"Zhang Yan!"

"How dare you insult the founder of my Imperial Sword Sect?"

The members of the Imperial Sword Sect all changed their expressions and glared angrily at Zhang Yan.

For a while.

An even more powerful Dharma power descended to suppress them.

For someone like Yang Lianqing, a typical mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, the magical power within his body is almost stagnant.

But a vast sword intent flowed out from Zhang Yan's body.

In an instant.

This oppressive force vanished without a trace.

"It really is the True Technique of Sword Control!"

"Zhang Yan, you are incredibly audacious! You actually dared to reveal the complete Sword Control Technique right in front of me!"

Shen Ning's face turned ashen.

This time, he was completely certain.

Zhang Yan comprehended the fourth-order sword control technique.

even.

His level of proficiency was almost on par with Shen Ning's.

Even Dongfang Yeyang is inferior to him.

"Why not?"

"You also admit that you gave me this sword."

"The true secrets of sword control are recorded on this sword, so why can't I learn them?"

Zhang Yan infused his sword intent into the broken sword in his hand.

hum!
The ancient sword, originally dark and broken, was awakened by this pure sword intent.

Sword patterns flowed from within the hilt of the sword.

Intertwined with the power of heaven and earth, it extends continuously at the break point.

finally.

It has been restored to a complete sword.

This is the purest form of swordsmanship, capable of turning the mundane into the extraordinary. With a sword in one's heart, anything in one's hand can become a sword!

The broken sword was mended.

Zhang Yan's sword intent was pushed to its limit.

It even overshadowed Shen Ning's sharpness.

"Within this broken sword."

"It actually contains the inheritance of the true sword control technique?"

Dongfang Yeyang, who had given away the broken sword, was filled with deep regret. He gritted his teeth and stared at the broken sword, regretting his actions immensely.

"This person's understanding of the true techniques of sword control."

"It seems he's not below Junior Brother Shen..."

The members of the Imperial Sword Sect looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.

They are the true disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect.

He is currently the leader of the sword path in the cultivation world.

But today.

Zhang Yan actually suppressed their most talented student, Shen Ning, in swordsmanship, which they excelled at.

They completely trampled on their dignity.

Shen Ning's face turned ashen, her previous composure completely gone.

Both are prodigies who have reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul cultivation.

Zhang Yan was even more extraordinary than he had imagined.

This feeling of being suppressed in terms of talent was hard for him to accept.

"Senior brother."

"I do not know either."

"There is a legacy within that broken sword."

"I used to study the Broken Sword day and night."

"Even my master said that this broken sword is worthless..."

Dongfang Yeyang panicked and quickly explained to everyone.

Simultaneously.

She hated Zhang Yan to the core.

Even from such a broken sword, Zhang Yan was able to uncover the inheritance of the true sword control technique.

Should have known so.

Why bother sending this broken sword?

"That's enough." "Further discussion is pointless."

Shen Ning waved his hand, interrupting Dongfang Yeyang.

He was more interested in Zhang Yan than the broken sword.

"Zhang Yan".

"Since the broken sword has already been given to you..."

"Everything belonging to the Broken Sword is naturally yours."

"I will not pursue the true secrets, but today, since you are capable of fighting against four early-stage Dharma Aspects."

"You are now qualified to fight me!"

Shen Ning's eyes were filled with excitement as he drew his sword.

The sword in his hand was silvery-blue, extremely light and slender, covered with spiritual patterns, and possessed great spirituality.

It is a true mid-grade fifth-tier spirit sword.

As soon as this sword comes out.

Shen Ning instantly became one with his sword, as if only that sword remained in the world.

hum!
Zhang Yan's sword intent, having been provoked, was reignited.

Sword intent raged, and in this sea area, the two men's auras were evenly matched, each covering half of the sea.

Everyone else paled in comparison to the two.

"We must fight."

"Let's fight!"

A fighting spirit also surfaced in Zhang Yan's eyes.

This was also the first time he had encountered an opponent who had condensed a Nine-Turn Nascent Soul.

"An opponent like you."

"This makes me so happy! Hahaha!"

Shen Ning pointed his sword at Zhang Yan and laughed loudly.

Wow!
Then, Shen Ning made the first move!
Both being ninth-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, he was already over 350 years old and had already broken through to the early stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

If it's the next big competition...

His cultivation level will definitely reach the late stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

However, Zhang Yan was only in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, so Shen Ning did not use his Dharma form to bully Zhang Yan, but only used his own magic power to fight him.

A purity of mana far exceeding that of other mana of the same level emerged.

Behind Shen Ning, the phantom of the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul flashed by.

The nine-sided lotus platform shone brightly.

The power of heaven and earth that he comprehended is the power of the Xun wind.

Wind itself is a different kind of power of heaven and earth, and the Xun wind is even more powerful than ordinary wind.

Its speed is so fast that no one in its class can match it.

Moreover, it also comes with a penetrating force.

"Overlapping images!"

Shen Ning thrust out his sword, and a ten-meter-long sword beam appeared on the blade, pointing directly at Zhang Yan.

The sword light emitted a faint blue glow, like a gentle breeze, and looked completely harmless.

But in Zhang Yan's eyes, this sword strike was extremely dangerous!
"The True Technique of Heavenly Gang Sword Control!"

Zhang Yan activated his flying swords, and the thirty-six flying swords formed a sword array, shimmering with dazzling starlight, to meet the sword beam!
Dang Dang Dang!
The flying swords collided with the sword beams, constantly producing the sound of metal clashing.

The sword light, constantly struck by the flying sword, peeled away its blue-green sword armor like a snake shedding its skin.

There were a total of eighty-one collisions.

The cyan sword light finally dissipated completely.

Shen Ning's seemingly ordinary sword strike was actually formed by the fusion of eighty-one sword shadows into one!

If you can't tell the truth from the falsehood.

This one sword strike can kill the enemy on the spot!
"Your flying swords."

"It's really good."

"Your master has put in a lot of effort for you, his last disciple."

Shen Ning looked at the flying sword beside Zhang Yan with amazement in her eyes.

A top-grade fourth-tier flying sword.

It was able to distribute its power to every single flying sword.

It is perfectly integrated and is absolutely the best among the best spirit swords.

Aside from the Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Shen Ning didn't know who else in the Divine Weapon Pavilion possessed such miraculous weapon-forging techniques.

“My master did take great care of me.”

"But I forged all of these flying swords myself."

Zhang Yan replied.

This Shen Ning truly lives up to his reputation as the number one genius of the Imperial Sword Sect.

The extraordinary is evident in the details; a casual strike reveals such power, truly deserving of the title of a prodigy.

"Did you make it yourself?"

"Then I will spare your life even more."

"When your weapon-forging skills surpass those of the Divine Weapon Pavilion Master in the future, I may need you to forge a divine weapon for me!"

Shen Ning was quite surprised.

The spirit sword in his hand was crafted by the master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

The Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion is now the number one weapon refiner in the cultivation world.

Zhang Yan, however, already showed signs of surpassing the master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"Come again!"

"Boundless Wind Chasing!"

Shen Ning became increasingly curious about Zhang Yan and unleashed another sword strike.

This sword strike created a vast and mighty hurricane, stirring up a raging storm on the seabed.

Even the seawater was pushed back, eroding everything.

This power of the Xun wind is in no way weaker than Zhang Yan's true meaning of Li fire and Zhen wood.

"The power of Gui water!"

"The True Technique of Heavenly Gang Sword Control!"

Zhang Yan also used his trump card. The power of Gui Water surged, and the surrounding seawater transformed into a throng surrounding Zhang Yan, with the power of heaven and earth converging upon him.

This sword strike stirred up a hundred-foot-deep sea.

Thirty-six flying swords transformed into sword bones.

It merged with the Gui water and slashed towards Shen Ning!
boom!
The collision of the two created a powerful aftershock that shook the heavens and earth, creating terrifying ripples.

Even those at the Dharma Aspect Realm retreated, temporarily avoiding the brunt of the attack.

"This is it."

"A Nine-Turn Nascent Soul that transcends all living beings?"

Everyone looked up at the two, their hearts filled with unease.

Compared to them, the battle between these eighth and seventh level Nascent Soul cultivators was like a fight between gods.

Both of them are invincible among their peers.

This battle is now a clash between two invincible prodigies, a contest to determine who is superior.

The only pity is.

Zhang Yan's cultivation level was only at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and he suffered a great loss.

Wow!
As the aftershocks subsided, the two figures reappeared.

It turned out to be Shen Ning. Having suffered a hidden loss, her long blue hair was wet from the seawater.

In contrast, Zhang Yan's sleeve was only torn open by a blade of wind.

"I underestimated you."

"Your Gui Water power has given you a great advantage here at the bottom of the sea."

"Then I have no choice but to release my Dharma form."

Shen Ning's gaze darkened as he released his Dharma form.

He broke through to the Dharma Aspect Realm after entering the Sea of ​​Buried Demons, and his current Dharma Aspect is only nine zhang long.

However, his appearance exudes a powerful aura.

It is in no way inferior to a Dharma image that is over twenty feet tall.
This is the immense blessing provided by the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul.

"Shadows Chasing the Wind!"

Shen Ning released his Dharma form, and the sword in his hand flew out of his grasp, transforming into a flying sword.

In a short moment, the flying sword trembled thousands of times in the seawater.

As fast as lightning.

The wind and shadows overlapped, the sword blades moved like a hurricane, and hidden within them were three powerful sword beams, sometimes real, sometimes illusory, making them impossible to defend against.

The power of the Xun wind has even penetrated into the seawater, thus freeing it from the influence of the seawater.

"The prodigy of the Imperial Sword Sect."

"It really lives up to its reputation."

"Although he is only at the early stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, his strength is probably no weaker than that of someone at the middle stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm..."

Lin Qingyue stared at the battlefield, her gaze solemn.

If it weren't for Zhang Yan.

Even if the Divine Weapon Pavilion were given another thousand or ten thousand years, it would be impossible for anyone to compare with Shen Ning.

This is the foundation that makes the Imperial Sword Sect the head of the five great immortal sects.

"Black Tortoise Steps to the Heavens!"

Shen Ning released his Dharma form, and Zhang Yan dared not be careless, so he took out the Xuanwu Guishui Sword.

hold head high!
A phantom image of a Xuanwu, hundreds of feet in size, appeared behind Zhang Yan.

Its two hooves, like pillars supporting the sky, were raised high and stomped heavily towards Shen Ning!

It contains the vastness of the sea, as well as the overwhelming sword intent of Zhang Yan's True Sword Control Technique.

The two are combined into one.

Unstoppable!

Boom!
The two forces collided, shaking heaven and earth and shocking the world.

A ravine stretching for thousands of miles appeared on the plateau.

The ripples created by the collision of the two were like a giant disc, turning a circular area into absolute void.

Both of their auras reached their peak.

Behind Shen Ning, the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul shone brilliantly.

However, Zhang Yan was ultimately not a Nine-Turn Nascent Soul cultivator.

With his magical power reaching its limit, Zhang Yan's true Nascent Soul projection appeared before the public for the first time.

The nascent soul atop the nine-sided lotus platform possessed a dignified and solemn appearance.

In addition, there was a three-colored spiritual ring behind the Nascent Soul's head, resembling a celestial wheel!

"You... have broken the limit of the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul stage!"

From the deep seabed came Shen Ning's voice, filled with utter horror. (End of Chapter)