The Great Ruler: Starting from the Lower Plane

This ancient, majestic sword, standing tall between heaven and earth, is adorned with numerous sword diagrams and inscriptions, all representing formidable sword techniques.

With his current strength, all he can glimpse and comprehend are some scraps from the outer perimeter and bottom of this giant sword.

Even so, the Three Autumns Meteor Sword Technique, which he relied on to fight his enemies, would be at least above the top grade in terms of the sword skills ranking system of the Sword Continent, and might even be close to the threshold of the spirit grade.

The sheer aura emanating from the name of the Absolute Annihilation Sword in the center of the giant sword sent shivers down his spine. One could only imagine the immense power that such a sword technique would possess once unleashed.

That is absolutely something that surpasses even the divine grade.

He couldn't be sure whether there were any other ancient giant swords or even more powerful sword manuals in this sword-fall space.

The boundaries of this space are far beyond what he can see. So far, the area that his consciousness can set foot in has not exceeded eighty feet.

Whenever his consciousness ventures deeper into this space or explores beyond the boundary of that distance, his consciousness will instantly dissipate and forcibly return to his external body.

That feeling wasn't about insufficient authority, but simply a lack of power. And over the years of cultivation, he hadn't been without progress. From a few feet at the beginning to eighty feet now, it was a tremendous change.

"This space couldn't possibly be only this size, and this giant sword might not be the only one..."

Ye Feng pondered in his heart that he had a strong feeling that what he had come into contact with within this sword-fall space was only the tip of the iceberg, and that this would be the foundation for him to establish himself in the Great Thousand World.

"With this Meteor Seven Kill Sword, it will be enough to deal with Cheng Yue."

Slowly calming his mind, Ye Feng focused his attention on the sword diagram and text engraved with the Seven Killings Sword of Meteorite.

Compared to the Three Autumns Meteor Sword Technique he obtained from it last time, this Meteor Seven Kill Sword is at a higher level. Although the power it exudes cannot compare with the Absolute Heaven Annihilation Sword, it is much stronger than sword techniques from more peripheral areas.

"Freeze!"

Ye Feng slowly sank his mind into the sword monument and closed his eyes slightly.

In an instant, the landscape changed once again.

In a vast, desolate void, there is no distinction between up, down, left, or right; only eternal silence and seven figures floating like stars, radiating a chilling killing intent.

The figures were not real people, but sword puppets formed from sword intent. Their forms were blurry, and each held a light sword in its hand. Their auras were connected, forming a solemn and tight sword formation.

"The Seven Killing Swords of Meteorite consists of seven forms!"

"Falling Meteor, Seven Killing Shadows..."

A cold, emotionless voice echoed in the void, directly imprinting itself on the depths of Ye Feng's consciousness, explaining the essentials of this sword technique.

As soon as the voice faded, the sword puppet in the center transformed into a streak of light. Its swordplay was simple and brutal, powerful and fierce, carrying an overwhelming force that could not move forward and destroy everything. It instantly arrived!

"First move, Meteor Fall!"

Ye Feng tensed up, a lightsaber appeared out of thin air in his hand, and he used the sword technique he had just comprehended to meet the attack.

The result was obvious. Although the sword puppet was of similar strength to Ye Feng, the difference between them in their understanding of swordsmanship and application of power was like heaven and earth, and there was no comparison at all.

"laugh!"

The clash of consciousness was incredibly fast. Ye Feng's defenses were as fragile as paper; in the very first exchange, the sword light pierced through them instantly.

Intense pain overwhelmed Ye Feng, causing his consciousness to disintegrate into countless points of light.

However, this is precisely the purpose of this mental space.

The scattered points of consciousness that Ye Feng had just dissipated quickly regrouped, and the consciousness body condensed into a new form.

"Even the first move is this powerful..."

Ye Feng's handsome face was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and a clear look of pain remained.

Here, although he would not be truly killed, the pain he endured each time his consciousness was shattered was incredibly real, as it was the impact of the sword intent on his soul consciousness.

If he wanted to leave, it would be very simple; all he needed was a strong desire to return.

But the only way to master this incredibly powerful sword technique is to endure the pain, repeatedly experience it, and constantly analyze the deadly sword moves.

The Meteor Seven Kill Sword is comparable to a Celestial-grade sword technique. If he can use even one move, he can contend with someone in the Sword Domain Realm and fight beyond his level.

"Again!"

Having calmed the trembling in his soul, Ye Feng's dark, bright eyes regained their resolve. This time, he launched a counterattack instead of defending. He held his longsword horizontally, rising in the direction of the Seven Stars, and swung it down with great force.

"laugh!"

Another cold sword light flashed, and Ye Feng's consciousness was shattered once again.

This time, however, Ye Feng persisted for a slightly longer time and gained a more subtle understanding of the trajectory and power application of that meteorite fall technique.

Gathering, dissipating, gathering again, dissipating again... and so on...

*Screech! Screech!*

Under the streaks of sword light that resembled shooting stars, time seemed to lose its meaning. Ye Feng was immersed in a cycle of being defeated and then regrouping again and again.

From initially being completely powerless and instantly defeated, to later managing to parry and dodge, and even putting up a respectable resistance, Ye Feng's progress was clearly visible.

Time passed slowly.

When Ye Feng's consciousness became illusory due to excessive exhaustion and could no longer persist, it was automatically expelled from the training space. It was already the early morning of the third day outside.

Upon returning to his physical body, Ye Feng felt a splitting headache and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

The mental strain was no less than that of any hard-fought battle.

Ye Feng slept for three or four hours straight, until the sun was high in the sky, when he finally woke up. Although there was still a hint of weariness in his eyes, his mental state had recovered to about 70-80%.

"I wonder when they got back..."

Sensing the familiar aura of Su Qingxue next door, Ye Feng did not go to disturb her. After calming himself down, he left Tianxia Academy alone and found a secluded and open cliff behind Lihuo Peak.

Tomorrow is the day of the duel with Cheng Yue. There is still some time, so I can practice the Qingfeng Sword Shadow Step that I brought back from the Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

This spiritual-grade movement and sword technique is extremely exquisite. It emphasizes that the body moves with the wind and the sword follows the shadow, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, and can greatly improve mobility in actual combat.

He had never seen such movement-based sword techniques in the sword fall space before, which suggested that they were useless in the face of absolute power and speed.

A gentle breeze blows from the cliff.

Ye Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling the key points of the Qingfeng Sword Shadow Step movement technique. He began to move his feet. At first, his steps were a little awkward, but soon his figure gradually became ethereal, sometimes like a gentle breeze, soft and silent.