The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 51: Enlightenment in the Sword Pond
In the dense forest that blocked out the sun and the sky, a huge abyss gushed out boundless sword energy, which tore the heaven and earth apart and filled the air with endless sword energy.

The charred land was filled with countless cracks in the void, the laws of heaven and earth could not be approached, and countless fragments of time were flying in it.

There was a terrifying sword light rising from the sword pool. Once the meteorites got close to it, they would turn into powder. It was extremely terrifying.

Even after a million years, the scene here is still extremely terrifying.

A figure in red stood thousands of miles away, with his third eye open, gazing at the sword pool.

“Although the terrifying divine power is not as terrible as before, even so, the sword energy in the center can still kill a great sage.” Zhong Heng also understood that it was extremely rare to maintain such terrifying divine power after endless years.

Moreover, the essence of heaven and earth here has begun to recover. People can cultivate to the level of saints and explore beyond the domain.

Unlike the previous era, even Sendai was difficult to break through.

The True Immortal Cave is not far from this sword pit.

Today, the True Immortal Cave has become his temple.

"Huh? There are people inside!" Zhong Heng suddenly discovered that there were several immortal monks not far away.

It was a pile of collapsed rocks and many ancient buildings, and it was still a long way away from the sword pond.

Not far from the sword pool, eight handsome men and beautiful women were sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, carefully absorbing the escaping sword energy.

The terrifying sword energy tore their bodies apart, and blood instantly dyed their clothes red.

However, when Zhong Heng opened his Demonic Eyes, he discovered that they were using terrifying sword energy to temper their bodies. This method could result in one being shattered to pieces if one was not careful.

"what!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard there, and then a person turned into billions of pieces of flesh and blood. The flesh and blood flew up and were turned into red powder by the terrifying sword energy and drifted in the void.

Only a transparent soul escaped.

Zhong Heng dodged and grabbed the transparent soul, then searched its soul directly. After understanding everything, he threw it into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

The remaining seven people were unaware that a huge crisis was approaching them.

Also, how could these cultivators who had just broken through the Immortal Stage possibly sense the existence of a Saint of the Seventh Layer?

Through soul searching, Zhong Heng learned about his self-proclaimed leader and everything that had happened over the past few decades.

Ever since he proclaimed himself, there have been constant battles here, with everyone competing for resources.

As the great ways of heaven and earth changed, all things reproduced again and the vitality of this world began to recover.

Over countless years, some powerful people who have broken through to the level of saints have explored outside the domain and found new places to live.

And five hundred thousand years ago, the impact and blockade brought by the Battle of the Abandoned Land completely disappeared.

Those powerful people who traveled the starry sky discovered this place and settled down here.

This place has become a famous ancient battlefield and is known as the place of enlightenment.

Today, it has become extremely prosperous.

"Huh? Why are there records of me and Zhang Bairen?" Zhong Heng searched his memory and found records of him in the abandoned land.

According to records, two great men rose up in the abandoned land, hoping to break through the shackles of heaven and earth and restore the existence of the essence of heaven and earth.

Those two men were invincible throughout the entire abandoned land. Whether it was the ancestor, the holy lord, or the emperor, they were all defeated by them.

It is also an existence that has broken through the Xiantai realm in the abandoned land for countless years.

In the abandoned land in the past, no matter who it was, it was difficult to break through to the Xiantai realm.

In the entire world, only those two people can break through.

It was not until the war spread here again that people began to break through Sendai.

Some powerful people believed that the two people had broken through to a higher level and went to fight.

After understanding everything, Zhong Heng also planned to use the sword energy to temper his body here.

After all, he has the Immortal Sutra, so even if his body is destroyed, he is not afraid, but will become stronger.

On the charred land, a red figure walked slowly, approaching the terrifying sword pool.

Everything here is charred, with dried bones and rusty weapons scattered on the ground, showing the desolation.

The boundless sword energy was like a silver needle piercing the brain, causing pain all over the body, as if one was tied up and exposed to the desert sun for seven days and seven nights.

Even Zhong Heng felt uncomfortable.

Endless black soil, collapsed boulders, countless sinkholes, and meteorites falling from the sky from time to time. Here, black and fire coexist.

Fierce murderous intentions rolled out, cutting people's minds, tearing flesh and breaking bones. The cultivators below the Xiantai Secret Realm could not get close at all.

Gradually, Zhong Heng broke away from the limit that only the immortals could bear and came to the realm of sword energy that only saints could resist.

But he found that there were six saints here, and each of them was very young, three men and three women.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, a young man in an imperial robe opened his eyes, and looked at Zhong Heng with coldness and majesty.

He asked, "Who are you?"

"Why, I can't come here?" Zhong Heng frowned.

This guy is really weird. Who am I and what does it have to do with him?

"Not really, I just think your face is familiar, but I can't remember which force you belong to." A gorgeous woman said with a smile.

They did find Zhong Heng's face familiar, even though they had never met each other before.

"I'm a casual cultivator." Zhong Heng responded calmly, then took a step and went deeper.

To his physical body, the sword energy that only saints could withstand was like a tickle to him.

The five people present were all silent. How could a casual cultivator make it this far?

I’m afraid he is the disciple of some powerful person?

"Brother Daoist, if you go another thirty miles, it will exceed the limit of what a saint can endure." A woman kindly reminded.

She is a beauty lover, and when she saw Zhong Heng's cold temperament, she immediately felt moved.

Although Zhong Heng's appearance is not the most handsome in the entire cultivation world, it is still top-notch, especially his temperament, which is unique and has a special charm.

"It's okay." Zhong Heng waved his hand and walked straight into the depths.

"Your kindness is taken for granted, Axia, ignore him." A young man showed disdain on his face, then turned around and gave the woman a flattering smile.

Only a few people looked at Zhong Heng with serious expressions.

"When he walked here, his clothes just fluttered slightly, his hair swayed a little, his face was expressionless and he was calm. He is very strong." A square-faced man said solemnly.

This position is already their limit. You can imagine how strong the man in red is. You can't afford to provoke him.

"No, I remember now. I seem to have seen this person's portrait in my ancestral land!" Suddenly, the young man in the imperial robe exclaimed.

When he said this, all the saints present looked shocked.

"You mean he's the one who beat the ancestor until he cried?" A girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly covered her mouth and cried out in surprise.

The young man in the imperial robe twitched his lips suddenly, and whispered: "My ancestor was his younger brother back then."

He read the family history and found that a young man named Zhong Heng had traveled all over the abandoned land, treating the world as his back garden and reading any scriptures and books at will.

Someone dug up a terrifying artifact, but that guy has an even more terrifying artifact.

"How come he is still alive after so many years?" The square-faced burly man frowned, obviously in disbelief.

"Is there a possibility that the man in red is the descendant of that man?" said the innocent and lovely girl.

After hearing this, everyone felt that it was true. After all, no one could live for more than a million years.

Moreover, the legendary source of God had never been seen in the entire abandoned land, and they could not even imagine the idea that the source of God was sealed off.

Zhong Heng stepped on the charred land. The sword energy around him was extremely strong and clanging, as if tens of millions of swords were ringing together, resounding through the heaven and earth.

On the charred soil, sword energy was spreading, like clear river water, slowly flowing between people's feet.

This place is a thousand miles of barren land with very few living creatures. Only powerful creatures can set foot here, and they are all very far away from him.

This terrifying sword energy cannot hurt him now, but he has to be careful. If a sword energy that exceeds his limit strikes him, it will be troublesome.

"Although my body is already very strong, I still feel that there is room for improvement." Zhong Heng continuously practiced the Immortal Sutra, absorbing the sword energy within a ten-mile radius around him into his body to temper his tendons and veins.

His physical body had reached the peak of a saint, but he still felt it was not perfect.

"clank".
Zhong Heng stepped out of the realm of the saint's limit and came to the edge that only the Saint King could bear.

This place is very close to the center of the sword pool.

The surroundings were charred black; the rocks and mountains no longer existed, not to mention the green plants.

There was only endless darkness, and a ray of sword light pierced the sky. The sky was endlessly dark, without the moon, sun, and even stars.

Only that sword light was the only light between heaven and earth.

clang
At this moment, the terrifying sword energy continued to fall on Zhong Heng's body. The dense sword energy flowed like a river in the sky, washing his body.

That terrifying sword energy was like a hundred thousand heavenly swords roaring together, cutting through the clouds, with divine light covering the sky, and cutting through the past, present and future.

Zhong Heng used the Xiaoyao Jue and headed to the limit of his reach.

Swish!
A stream of blood-red light broke through the shackles of time and space and instantly reached the edge of the sword pool, which was near the sword light.

There is a huge abyss ahead, gushing out boundless sword intent. The sword light seems to have come from the ancient times. The scene is spectacular and terrifying.

Zhong Heng realized the true meaning of swordsmanship. He quickly calmed himself and stopped resisting. He sat cross-legged on the edge of the sword light and embraced this great way.

Ahead, there is a sword abyss. It is a huge pit with a radius of ten thousand miles, gushing out infinite sword energy, making the world dim.

It also seemed like a sea of ​​swords, clear and bright, emitting billions of sword lights, as if there were immortals flying, or as if a peerless immortal sword was buried there.

"Is this the Sword Pond?" Zhong Heng said to himself. This was the place he had never set foot on in the past.

The sword energy back then was even more terrifying. One could feel the body being chopped into pieces from a long distance away, making the area within billions of miles a forbidden area for life.

Zhong Heng sat cross-legged on the edge of the sword pool with his eyes closed. All the pores on his body relaxed, attracting the terrifying sword energy into his body.

The broken sword in his sea of ​​stars was glowing, as if it was also absorbing this terrifying sword light.

Zhong Heng simply took it out and threw it directly into the sword pool.

He gained enlightenment in the sword pool and realized the true meaning of the horrific battle that year.

The sword intent here contains despair, extreme anger and hope.

Scenes from the past seemed to appear before my eyes.

There was an old man with a sage-like demeanor, holding a Qingfeng sword, who appeared from the ancient land. He slashed at the battlefield with one sword and destroyed the endless army of darkness.

Behind him were countless women, children, the elderly, the sick and the disabled, as well as countless veterans with broken arms and legs.

"Pfft~"

A terrifying sword intent shattered Zhong Heng's internal organs, causing him to spit out blood mixed with internal organ fragments. His bones were also cut into countless pieces and all cracked.

He gritted his teeth and practiced the Immortal Sutra to repair whatever was injured.

This sword pool was extremely terrifying. Zhong Heng suffered serious injuries just as he began to train his body.

"In the beginning of time, the chaos was created, the heaven and earth were first created, yin and yang were divided, the five elements were divided, and all things were created"

"Eat all things, refine all spirits, swallow all paths, absorb the laws, and produce a demon fetus"

"The mortal body is the original constitution, and cultivation is difficult. The ten thousand demon body, the mortal body is the basis of eating the flesh and blood of the ten thousand spirits, and the divine body is the furnace."

"The righteous path is to be bound by moral order, while the evil path is to set the moral rules by oneself"

The sound of vast chanting came from Zhong Heng's body, and pages of black scriptures bloomed out from his body.

The scriptures of the Ten Thousand Demons Body were recited.

"Tempering my body with the supreme sword will, my body will be invulnerable to all kinds of attacks from now on!"

"Nine tribulations and nine difficulties, each tribulation is a realm, each realm is a difficulty, the nine tribulations are complete, and the heart of Tao is free from distractions."

When the Nine Tribulations Demonic Power was unleashed, heaven and earth shook violently, and dense thunder appeared in the dark sky.

It can be said that the Nine Tribulations Magic Art created by Zhong Heng is extremely perverted. Every time it experiences a tribulation, a secret technique will be extended.

Transform your own calamity into a secret technique and use it on others, making the enemy feel the same and fall into calamity.

Zhong Heng was gaining enlightenment in the sword pool, and the abandoned land began to boil.

Because a genius from outside the region has come to the abandoned land.

ps: I’ve been getting busier and busier recently.

Many people perm and dye their hair.

They are all junior high and high school students.

extremely busy.

(End of this chapter)