Chapter 507 - 502: Years of Cultivation

The group of Sword Cultivators were all drawn to the cliff wall.

Shi Dao Ren landed on a massive stone not far away, watching the scene with some pride. Was it not said that the Great Li World did not allow the emergence of Saints?

In his view, those people went against the Heavenly Dao.

Now here, not only have the top sword cultivators from the world gathered, with the highest Sword Dao cultivation and the greatest talent present, but they are also able to guide and verify each other, and there are ’Sword Immortals’ leaving their imprints.

A Sword Saint emerging is an inevitable trend.

If two Saints were to appear, the world’s order would change.

At this moment, even the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Demon Saint kept her eyes fixed on the Sword Wall. At her level of cultivation, it was difficult to break barriers relying solely on personal comprehension. The Sword Immortal’s remnants were also useful for her understanding of the Saint’s Path.

"Hmm?"

It was at this moment that Shi Dao Ren paused, as a gust of Sword Aura swept across, transforming into a sharp storm that struck him. Many people in front of the Sword Wall stepped back in surprise, staring at the two figures at the very front.

Zuo Canglan and the Xuanyuan Sword, both now had sword light circulating around them, seemingly surrounded by the Great Dao.

"Boom..."

Strands of Sword Aura surged skyward from the two of them, causing the Sword Array on the island to tremble violently. Shi Dao Ren looked up with a strange expression.

These two seemed to be resisting a Sword Dao attack, forcing the others to retreat.

"Senior, what is going on?" Huang Xiong approached and asked Shi Dao Ren.

"Mortals facing a wall are like ants peeping at the sky; they do not know the mysteries within. Sword Cultivators observing the Sword Wall see differently depending on their cultivation; the higher the cultivation, the more they can see the intent behind the Sword Immortal’s remnants. Therefore, their reactions are more intense, signifying stronger Sword Dao comprehension."

Shi Dao Ren mused; he had studied here for many years yet could not take that step. Perhaps it was due to his inadequate Dao foundation.

Zuo Canglan and the Xuanyuan Sword’s talents far exceeded his, and now their cultivation levels were also stronger. Observing the Sword Wall, they must be able to witness scenes he could not see.

"So, if I see someone else reacting strongly, does it mean they have a deep comprehension of the Sword Dao?" Huang Xiong muttered softly, but his gaze had already fallen on Li Fan.

Li Fan’s gaze locked onto the stone wall, his Divine Sense focusing on a sword mark. Strands of powerful Sword Intent emanated from the sword mark.

Sword Intent circulated around him as well, with the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword Scripture operating, his mind focused, entering a state of selflessness.

His consciousness gradually sank deeper, the Sword Intent growing ever stronger.

"Boom..."

As his Sea of Consciousness shook, he felt the ebb and flow of the world, unable to see the stone wall, as if he had entered an independent world.

In this world, rolling Sword Aura surged like giant waves, as if he were adrift at sea, a lone boat amidst storms, ever at risk of capsizing.

The boundless Sword Intent was like the tide, enveloping this world. A giant sword attacked, carrying the entire space, his aura erupting to the extreme, protected by Sword Aura.

"Bang."

In the outside world, everyone saw Li Fan retreating continuously, pushed back dozens of meters, a muffled groan escaping his lips.

Huang Xiong, who was watching him, paused and turned to look at Shi Dao Ren. Shi Dao Ren squinted at Li Fan. Was he comprehending something already, and so quickly?

Li Fan’s Divine Sense was somewhat shaken, his eyes flickering with a sword’s brilliance as he looked at the stone wall once more.

One sword, one world?

No, when the Sword Immortal left the mark back then, it wasn’t merely a simple mark, but a Dao hidden within the sword. These are not just sword marks, but Dao scars.

For Cultivators at the Transformation Realm, if they intended, perhaps every stroke would be the Great Dao itself.

Li Fan looked at another sword mark. Under the perception of his Divine Sense, he once again entered the world of the sword. Unlike before, this time the Sword Dao world was filled with lightning, with every bolt containing an extremely sharp Sword Intent.

In the sky above, an incredibly brilliant Thunder Sword formed and burst across the sky in an instant.

Li Fan’s Divine Sense collapsed once more, his steps faltering back.

"One sword, one world, each sword mark containing different Sword Dao. Did this senior perceive multiple Sword Daos?" Li Fan still did not cease.

He continued to perceive the third sword mark, the fourth... the tenth!

When his Divine Sense collapsed again, sweat had begun trickling down his body, his breath slightly rapid, appearing somewhat exhausted.

"How can this be?" Li Fan muttered to himself. Could a Sword Cultivator practice ten different Sword Daos simultaneously?

Even with such talent, there would surely be choices to make.

Unless...

To a Sword Cultivator at the Transformation Realm, all things in heaven and earth were part of his Sword Dao, easily grasping multiple different Sword Daos.

"How do you feel?"

A voice came, the speaker was Zuo Canglan, who noticed Li Fan’s peculiarity and paused his cultivation.

"Master, I haven’t had a chance to ask yet, in the realm of the Seven Realms and Myriad Phenomena, where the Primordial Spirit merges with Heaven and Earth, aligning with all things, where the Primordial Spirit illuminates, the path is present, it seems there is nothing more to cultivate. So, beyond that, what is the Saint Realm?" Li Fan looked at Zuo Canglan and asked, "Now, there is the Transformation Realm, what could the Transformation Realm be like?"

Those around all turned their gaze, including Xuanyuan Sword who paused their comprehension.

They are the top Sword Cultivators of this era. Often, a high-level cultivator’s slight guidance surpasses decades of their own arduous exploration.

Many cultivators in the world, even without the obstruction of the royal family, Buddhist, or Taoist sects, still cannot cross that threshold.

For almost all cultivators, the Seven Realms and Myriad Phenomena are the pinnacle of cultivation.

This realm can be called the utmost cultivator.

The threshold of the Saint is a chasm, insurmountable.

Zuo Canglan was once the Sword Saint’s disciple, with guidance by a single sword from the Eternal Sword Saint, Xuanyuan Sword later stepped into the Semi-Saint Realm from the Peak of Seventh Realm.

If it weren’t for the Dao injury Zuo Canglan suffered back then, perhaps he would already be the Da Li Sword Saint now.

"In one sentence, Seven Realms, I borrow the Heaven and Earth Dao."

"And the Saint Realm, the Great Dao belongs to me."

Li Fan frowned, this sentence sounded simple, is there really a difference between the two?

Everyone was also puzzled, whispering in their hearts the repetition, I borrow the Heaven and Earth Dao, the Great Dao belongs to me.

"I can’t understand, what’s the difference?" The Demon Saint stepped forward and asked, she had long been at the Peak of Seven Realms, fearing that without an opportunity, she could never cross over.

"If I release the Dao Domain, then this Heaven and Earth is my Dao, what is the difference between borrowing the Heaven and Earth Dao and the Great Dao belongs to me?" She pursued the question.

"Worlds apart," Zuo Canglan said, "As my master once said, the Dao cannot be passed down. If too much is said, it may instead trap you. If you reach that level through your own comprehension, you may understand. Of course, understanding and achieving are worlds apart."

"The Great Dao belongs to me, the Saint Realm, perhaps allows more ease in using the Dao of all things in Heaven and Earth for my own use," Li Fan whispered. The sword marks on this stone wall, each mark, was a different Dao.

"As for the Transformation Realm, I have not heard of it, but according to the old Daoist, the Transformation Realm already faces life and death. Transformation, transformation, perhaps the body of the cultivator has become the Great Dao itself," Zuo Canglan continued.

"Xiao Fan, you don’t have to be confined to the Sword Dao you currently comprehend. If you have enough insight, you can try to comprehend more Sword Daos."

"Yes." Li Fan nodded and continued to gaze at the Sword Wall, continuing his comprehension.

......

Penglai Sea Area, isolated from the world, forgetting the changes of time.

A year is but a flick of the fingers.

Over the past year, the Sword Cultivators who came to Stone Island mostly comprehended in front of the Sword Wall, unwilling to leave. Others occasionally felt it too, and as time went by, only then did they each retreat to other places on the island for closed-door cultivation.

On this day, the sunset gilded, rosy clouds spread across the sea, adorning the sunset’s afterglow as the waves slapped against the reefs at the bottom of the cliff, splashing white waves.

Atop the cliff, a woman quietly stood there, a plain white long dress swaying with the wind, her figure slender and ethereal, her ink-black hair unbound, blue silk wantonly flying.

Li Fan came from behind her, as if seeing a beautiful painting.

The Immortal in the painting seemed too beautiful to be a mortal, yet why was she so lonely?

Quietly walking behind her, Li Fan did not speak, quietly blowing in the sunset sea breeze, with his presence, the painting seemed not so lonely.

"Why aren’t you cultivating?" Ye Qinghuang turned slightly, the cold loneliness on her exceptionally beautiful face replaced by a gentle smile.

"To accompany you, Senior Sister," Li Fan replied.

"I’m fine. For you, cultivation should come first," Ye Qinghuang said. Now Li Fan was not alone; he bore the burden of the Great Li World.

"Senior Sister is always first." Li Fan shook his head. In his childhood, his effort in cultivation was just for that white-robed figure always standing before him.

Ye Qinghuang’s beautiful eyes paused for a moment, then warmed again, softly saying, "My Xiao Fan has grown up, and in the future will be able to protect Senior Sister."

"Yes." Li Fan looked at Ye Qinghuang with eyes gentle and unyielding: "Senior Sister, I am going off the island to cultivate for a while."

"Go ahead." Ye Qinghuang nodded, with Li Fan’s current cultivation, she naturally had no worries.

Li Fan nodded, then his figure streaked away, heading forward. He said, "Senior Sister, don’t forget the promise you made to me before."

"What?" Ye Qinghuang asked.

"If there comes a day when you can’t teach me swordsmanship anymore, then you have to drink with me." Li Fan said loudly, then swiftly departed Stone Island.

Ye Qinghuang looked at his disappearing figure, dazed for a moment, then she smiled broadly, her bright eyes shining brilliantly, surpassing the vast red clouds in the sky.