Chapter 433 - 230: Cyan Nether, Snow Shattering, Merak, Qianji

The magical arts that benefited from the opening of the mansion were not just "Talismanic Skill" and "Artifact Manipulation Celestial Calculation Spell."

Even the "Lion’s Roar Spell," which Liou Yuan believed had been cultivated to its utmost and could progress no further, had new realizations.

His "Geng Metal Refining Form Skill" opened the mansion in the lung, and the lung was key to performing the "Lion’s Roar Spell."

This "Lion’s Roar Spell," which theoretically could not be improved, seemed to show signs of advancement.

Yet, every time Liou Yuan performed it, he felt something was missing.

"It seems more time is needed."

Liou Yuan was not in a hurry; he had just opened the mansion.

According to what Liou Zhen said, this special state would last for a full six months, giving him plenty of time to slowly explore the "Lion’s Roar Spell."

On the twelfth night’s midnight, three nights away from the chaotic scene.

The Sword Qi also underwent new changes; sitting cross-legged on the bluestone bed, Liou Yuan suddenly opened his pair of faintly golden eyes in the dim cave.

Whoosh! Vivid green Sword Qi uncontrollably burst from his body, enveloping him entirely and emitting a fierce brilliance.

Affected by the Sword Qi, the cave’s rock walls were etched with hair-thin sword marks, causing countless pieces of lime to fall.

"This!" Liou Yuan exclaimed in surprise, gently raising his arm and looking at the layer of Sword Qi covering his palm, a mixture of astonishment and joy on his face.

As Liou Zhen had anticipated earlier, Liou Yuan might further advance in Sword Dao cultivation.

Liou Yuan hadn’t expected the progress to come so quickly.

Fearing the Sword Qi would destroy his newly moved-in cave, Liou Yuan hurriedly rose from the bluestone bed, urgently using "Treading Flowing Waves" to descend from the fifth peak and arrive at the riverside he often practiced at during his time at Xiaopei Mountain.

With the brilliance of "Treading Flowing Waves" withdrawn, Liou Yuan stood by the riverside’s bluestone, his dark attire flapping sharply in the night wind.

Around him, strands of vivid green Sword Qi, like fine lines of condensed frost, emitted a cold gleam under the moonlight.

He remained silent for a moment, drew the sword formed by the Moonlight Bracelet from its sheath.

Clang! The clear sound, akin to a dragon’s roar, echoed across the silent riverside.

As the sword tip sliced through the night, leaving a trail of sparkling traces, the Sword Qi darted out like a dragon, instantly tearing through the stagnant air.

The river water, drawn by the Sword Qi, was sliced into countless crystal-clear drops, hovering above the river, refracting brilliant colors in the moonlight.

Plop, plop~ Raindrops splashed on Liou Yuan’s face, feeling the coolness covering his cheeks, he remained motionless and calm, as if merged with the water beneath his feet.

Suddenly, the Moonlight Sword began to dance in Liou Yuan’s hands.

The "Shock Tide" of the Green Tide Sword Formulas was unleashed.

Beneath the night, the sound of the sword’s singing echoed in all directions, drawing countless river waters to follow.

Nine consecutive sword strikes were released, the Sword Qi causing the river to erupt, the final sword of the Shock Tide splitting the river, revealing a riverbed full of silt and piled leaves.

"Not enough!" Liou Yuan murmured softly.

The sword edge turned and immediately performed the Silent Rain-Slaying Sword Skill.

As his sword momentum grew more fierce, the Sword Qi became more potent, affecting not only the river but also the radius of a hundred meters along the riverside, where grass and trees were cut by the Sword Qi, rustling and leaves flying.

With the completion of the final move of the Silent Rain-Slaying Sword Skill,

Liou Yuan’s body suddenly went rigid by the riverside.

He had performed all sword styles of the "Green Tide Pure Water Sword" he had learned in his life.

He had no more sword skills to wield.

Yet now, his eyes grew brighter and brighter, as if a sword style spontaneously emerged in his mind, his Sword Qi surging relentlessly, urging Liou Yuan to unleash that serendipitous sword.

But Liou Yuan did not move, for that sword was too nebulous, he couldn’t see it clearly.

It wasn’t until he swung the long sword once more, performed the "Green Tide Pure Water Sword" again that the sword style became much clearer.

But it was still insufficient for Liou Yuan to wield that sword.

Ignoring the boiling Sword Qi within him, Liou Yuan performed the "Green Tide Pure Water Sword" three more times.

Until the fifth time.

Clang! Liou Yuan’s ears seemed to hear a loud, clear sword’s singing.

The details of the sword style and the trajectory of the Sword Qi became instantly clear in his mind.

"I see!" Liou Yuan murmured softly, casually withdrawing the Moonlight Sword from his hand, disappearing into a spiritual light from his palm.

But without a sword in hand, how could Liou Yuan execute that sword style?

The answer came swiftly, Liou Yuan slowly closed his eyes, assuming a sword-drawing posture, his left hand resting on his empty waist.

In that seemingly vacant position, it felt as though something existed, waiting for Liou Yuan’s hand to touch it.

At that moment, the Sword Qi on Liou Yuan’s body surged to its peak.

The vivid green Sword Qi over his body eagerly converged towards his waist.

They coalesced into the form of a weapon, a long sword.

A sword, entirely composed of condensed Sword Qi, appeared at his waist.

The sword’s body exuded a lush, dripping green hue, as if capturing the richest green of an ancient pine’s millennia-old essence, or concentrating the spiritual charm of a deep bamboo forest onto the sword body.

The blade glowed with a gentle sheen, concealing its sharpness within.

The faint, indistinct pattern on the hilt resembled vines entwining ancient trees.

On the sword’s body, the densely packed sword patterns meandered like the veins of a mountain range, winding and intricate, resembling the rings of an ancient tree, etched with the vicissitudes of time.

When the Sword Qi flowed, these patterns would emit a faint glow, as if countless azure dragons were traversing the sword, exchanging the spiritual Qi between heaven and earth.