God Destroying Pearl

I saw Zhao Lizheng from the Fiery Flame Sect hurrying over from not far away, as if he had something urgent to do.

Their eyes met inadvertently, and an unreadable expression flashed across Zhao Li's face.

He paused slightly, and looked at Song Yun deeply, as if he wanted to see something from Song Yun, but then he seemed to realize something, turned around and left, disappearing into the crowd.

Song Yun looked at Zhao Li's departing back, and an inexplicable doubt arose in his heart.

The other party's hasty departure made him feel something was unusual.

Song Yun shook his head gently, temporarily suppressed the doubt in his heart, turned around and walked into the street where the inn was located.

Not long after, Song Yun returned to the inn where he was staying.

Song Yun decided to practice in seclusion in the inn for a few days.

After returning to his room, Song Yun carefully checked the defensive formation in the room. After making sure it was foolproof, he activated the formation.

As a low humming sound was heard, the space around the room seemed to be shrouded by an invisible barrier, isolating the noise and interference from the outside world.

Song Yun sat cross-legged on the bed and placed some spirit stones around him. Then, a faint spiritual energy wave surrounded his body.

After Song Yun performed a simple breathing exercise, he took out a yellowed ancient book from his storage bag - "Qing Yuan Sword Control Art", and then took out a magic sword.

In the vast world of immortal cultivation, the ultimate goal of cultivators is to pursue immortality and transcend the mundane world.

As their cultivation gradually improves, they can not only feel the increasing abundance of spiritual energy in their bodies, but can also begin to practice some breathtaking magical powers.

Among them, the art of wielding a sword is one of the abilities that cultivators in the foundation-building stage dream of.

When a cultivator reaches the foundation-building stage, it indicates that his physical body and spiritual power have been initially integrated, forming a stable spiritual power circulation system.

At this point, they were qualified to practice the art of sword-wielding.

The art of sword control is to use spiritual power to control the spiritual sword, making it fly, attack or defend at will like an extended arm.

In the process of practicing the art of sword-wielding, monks need to use a spiritual sword that is in tune with their own minds.

This spiritual sword often contains unique spiritual power fluctuations and attribute bonuses, and is a powerful assistant for monks in battle.

Through continuous practice and adjustment, the monks can gradually master the skills of flying with a sword and achieve short-distance aerial flight.

Although this way of flying is limited by the level of cultivation, skills and the quality of the spirit sword, it is enough for cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage to move freely in the world of cultivation and enjoy the fun and freedom of flying.

However, true freedom of flight can only be achieved after one’s cultivation reaches the Golden Core Stage.

When a cultivator's cultivation reaches the Golden Core Stage, it means that the cultivator's spiritual power has condensed into a pill, forming a more stable spiritual power core.

At this time, the monks' physical bodies and spiritual powers had reached an unprecedented harmonious unity. They were able to fly in the air without the aid of any tools, relying solely on their own spiritual power.

Song Yun turned the pages of the book, and lines of ancient words came into view.

Song Yun took a deep breath, followed the instructions in the book, and began to try to establish a deeper connection with the spirit sword.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, slowly injecting his own spiritual power into the sword, feeling the sword trembling slightly under the control of his thoughts, as if it had life.

After countless attempts and adjustments, Song Yun finally found that delicate balance. The spirit sword began to slowly circle around him, and finally hovered steadily in front of him.

At this moment, Song Yun felt an indescribable joy and sense of accomplishment in his heart.

He knew that he had taken the first step towards flying with a sword.

In the next few days, he immersed himself in practice almost without sleep, from being unfamiliar and clumsy at the beginning to gradually becoming proficient and at ease, every time he took off into the air gave him a deep understanding of the sword-controlling technique.

However, Song Yun was not satisfied with this.

After mastering the sword-flying technique, he took out from his storage bag the Space Demon Pill he got from the auction and the "Space Body Protection Art" given by his ancestor.

The demon core of the space demon beast emits a faint fluorescence and contains the power of space. It is the key to practicing the space body protection technique.

After memorizing the contents of "Space Body Protection Art" in his mind, Song Yun realized that the Space Body Protection Art is an extremely advanced defense method. If he can practice it successfully, it will greatly enhance his survival ability.

So, Song Yun calmed down again and devoted all his energy to the practice of the Space Body Protection Technique.

He carefully guided the power in the space demon pill into his body, trying to build a space shield inside his body.

However, the mystery of the power of space was far beyond his imagination, and every attempt seemed to be a difficult battle with an invisible force.

More than ten days passed in a flash. During this period, Song Yun was almost isolated from the world and devoted himself to cultivation.

When he finally opened his eyes, the space demon pill in his hand had turned into nothingness, and the spirit stones in the storage bag were almost consumed.

Despite this, he found that his grasp of the Space Body Protection Technique was only superficial and not even at the entry level.

Faced with such a result, Song Yun was somewhat helpless, but he knew that the cultivation resources he had obtained were too few and not enough to support him to continue practicing.

Song Yun stood up and stretched his muscles that were somewhat stiff from long hours of practice. With a determined light flashing in his eyes, he thought to himself, "I have to think carefully about how to obtain more resources for practice."