Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 7 First Time Holding a Sword
The conditions for achieving the supreme realms of the four martial arts realms are different. The Yellow Realm requires the strength of a hundred oxen, the Heaven Realm uses military merits from the Void Realm battlefield as offerings to heaven and earth, and the Profound Realm and Earth Realm both focus on movement speed.

To reach the supreme realm of the Earthly Realm, one's speed must reach the speed of sound, covering a hundred feet in an instant. This is something that even many martial arts legends of the Heavenly Realm cannot achieve, making it as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Huang Shenyi wielded his sword and danced, the sword flying like a silver river, ethereal and swift, while his body moved like a dragon swimming in the abyss, exceptionally agile.

The martial art he cultivated was quite unique, named the [Silver Dragon Sword Control Technique], which was of the upper-level spirit grade. It was both a sword technique and a movement technique, and it originated from Nine Nether City.

At this moment, with the help of the sword intent world created by Saint Yulong, Huang Shenyi's understanding of this martial skill has reached a new level, and he is able to use it more and more skillfully.

The martial arts true energy in the dantian between the eyebrows surges like a raging river when it flows into the meridians.

In the center of the Qi Sea, a tiny grain of light stood out conspicuously. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be the shape of a longsword, the very sword heart that Huang Shenyi had comprehended.

His swordsmanship talent was exceptional. Even in the Nine Nether City, where evil sword cultivators gathered, no one of his generation could match him. From the age of five when he first picked up a sword, he displayed amazing swordsmanship talent. Despite his ordinary background, he gained the attention of senior experts in the Nine Nether City and was secretly cultivated by them.

He himself lived up to expectations. Since he embarked on the path of martial arts, he has shown his talent and has few rivals among his peers. Although he is not a Saint Body, he is now confident of defeating Saint Bodies of the same realm, which is quite remarkable.

Drawing upon the power of his sword heart, Huang Shenyi's sword moved even faster, and his footwork became increasingly mysterious. At first, afterimages could be seen, but gradually only a swirling sword light remained. If he were not wearing a yellow robe instead of a silver one, he would truly have the air of a silver dragon riding a sword.

Di Yi watched from afar and was deeply shocked by what he saw. He knew that Huang Shenyi could not reach the Supreme Realm and was destined to fail.

If Huang Shenyi is so extraordinary, it's astonishing. What kind of demeanor must those even more outstanding young prodigies and older generation powerhouses possess?
In an instant, a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him, and he longed to immediately traverse the five regions on horseback and witness all the heroes and beauties of the world.

His heart was filled with a surge of vigor, which coincided with the sword intent that enveloped the world. Influenced by it, he felt that he was missing a long sword in his hand, which could not fully express the heroic spirit in his heart.

His gaze swept over the people in front of him and landed on the waist of Ye Honglei's maid, where a two-foot-long short sword was hanging.

"Sister, may I borrow the sword at your waist?"

The maid was surprised to hear this and looked at Ye Honglei.

Ye Honglei nodded, then looked at Di Yi with a puzzled expression, "Are you also a sword cultivator?"

Di Yi chuckled, stepped forward to take the short sword, and for a moment felt inexplicably smug, replying, "It wasn't before, but it is now."

As soon as he finished speaking, Di Yi drew his sword. The two-foot-long dagger now rested in his hand, appearing quite slender.

With the True Source Demon Eye activated, his eyes became as black as ink and as deep as an abyss. Everything before him became clear, and the illusory sword-dancing figures on the Sword Viewing Platform also slowed down.

There were hundreds or even thousands of illusory figures, each with a distinct style and completely different appearance.

Emperor Yi acted on his whim and quickly locked onto one of the swords. His sword moved swiftly and gracefully, its light flashing, and a plum blossom, proudly blooming in the snow, could be vaguely seen amidst the glint of the sword light.

After reaching the late stage of the Yellow Extreme Realm, Di Yi's physical strength had greatly increased, and he no longer felt the weight of the two-foot short sword in his hand.

He moved in accordance with the illusory figure's posture, and every move he made was exactly the same.

Ye Honglei watched as he wielded the short sword with precision and skill, and exclaimed in surprise, "He really has studied swordsmanship."

Only Ziyuan's eyes gleamed with a strange light, knowing that her young master had never touched a sword before, and today was the first time he had ever held one.

Under the True Source Demon Eye, the exquisite swordsmanship displayed by the illusory figure was fully revealed, allowing Di Yi to observe. Of course, this was originally Sage Yu Long expounding martial arts, deliberately showcasing a portion of the swordsmanship and martial arts techniques she had learned.

On the high platform, Huang Shenyi, the sword prodigy, moved faster and faster, displaying the Silver Dragon Sword Control Technique with increasing skill. However, he still failed to reach the threshold of the Supreme Realm, and the momentum he had accumulated could not advance any further, leaving him blocked outside the door.

In an inconspicuous corner of the audience, a six-year-old child was dancing with a short sword. His skill was not exactly exquisite or proficient, but he was beginning to show some flair.

Apart from Ye Honglei and a few others, no one paid any attention.

Time flies, and half an hour has passed in the blink of an eye.

The divine aura emanating from Huang on the Sword-Viewing Platform has begun to decline from its peak.

Sword cultivation emphasizes striking while the iron is hot, then weakening, and finally exhausting. After failing to break through to the Supreme Realm several times within half an hour, Huang Shenyi's heart began to waver, and he failed to seize the sliver of opportunity created for him by the Sage Yulong.

A moment later, his breathing suddenly became disordered, and his martial arts energy nearly went berserk, causing him to fall off the sword-lecturing platform.

The countless illusory images then dissipated, and the sword intent that had enveloped the heavens and earth was also withdrawn.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Shenyi, who had fallen from the high platform, appeared beside Saint Yulong. His rampaging true energy had returned to normal, but his face was slightly pale, and he seemed to be unharmed.

Such saintly methods amazed the martial artists present, filling them with even greater reverence.

Having failed to break through to the Supreme Realm, Huang Shenyi was less spirited and more dejected, clearly not yet accepting the fact.

"There are very few people in this world who can reach the supreme realm. You don't need to be too discouraged. I, the Saint, have not reached the supreme realm in the four realms of martial arts. With the Azure Rainbow in hand, how many people in the world dare to underestimate me?"
Even though his master had never reached the Supreme Realm, the name "Nine Nether Sword Saint" was renowned throughout the entire Kunlun Realm.

The Supreme Realm is ultimately just icing on the cake; one's own cultivation level is fundamental. Since you failed to break through, come back to Nine Nether City with me. Your master also wishes to see you.”

The calm voice of the Sage Yulong reached Huang Shenyi's ears.

Upon hearing this, Huang Shenyi quickly shook off his dejection and regained his sharp edge.

"Thank you for your teachings, sage."

"No need for formalities. Perhaps it won't be long before I have to call you Junior Brother again," said Sage Yulong, her voice carrying a faint smile.

She lowered her eyes and swept over the group of martial artists from the black market below the stage, her expression calm. All the people could see was her slowly rising, then turning into holy light and dissipating, disappearing from the sword-lecturing platform along with Huang Shenyi.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Holy One!"

A chorus of respectful voices immediately rose from the audience.

In an inconspicuous corner, Di Yi closed his eyes, his short sword no longer clumsy, and his movements became incredibly skillful.

The two-foot-long sword seemed to become an extension of his arm, moving at will. The tip of the sword sliced ​​through the void, leaving behind afterimages. The afterimages intertwined, like a plum blossom blooming.

(End of this chapter)