Chapter 3, The Seventh Sword Shatters the Heavens!

Whoosh!

The swordplay is both tense and relaxed, with a continuous flow of sword intent, harmonizing strength and gentleness, how impressive. The old man revealed a hint of approval in his eyes: "To grasp the essence of the sword so quickly, this child is teachable"

Every minute detail of his actions, every subtle gesture, and his sword practice were all captured in the discerning eyes of the old man, without exception

Mo Bei's eyes flickered, revealing a blazing light, as he murmured to himself: "The Rock Sword Technique in my mind has already evolved, and I have comprehended the Fourth Sword. I wonder how many infinite wonders it can further evolve into. Let me try again..."

The Sixth Sword, water droplets penetrate stone

The tip of the sword fiercely stabbed the ground, stirring the void.

Mo Bei slapped his forehead hard, exclaiming in surprise: "How foolish I am! Although there are only three sword techniques, the essence of the sword intent within each move is the same. The swordsmanship is ever-changing; who can possibly master them all? I can simply merge these three moves together, responding to all changes with an unchanging approach, and strike at will! This is the sword intent that those three moves are trying to convey to me!"

This Rock Sword Technique consists of only six swords, which is a widely accepted conclusion in the realm of immortality, summarized by countless predecessors. How could a seventh sword possibly appear? It makes no sense, it makes no sense!

If it does not come out, it will not; once the sword is drawn, it will shatter the heavens and the earth

As the count continued to increase, the number reached four, and suddenly the sixth sword appeared! This sword unleashed dozens of thrusts, all striking a single point, like water falling, piercing through the blue stone!

Mo Beixin's thoughts stirred, and he drew his sword and turned around

In Mo Bei's eyes, a cold light flashed, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword's blossoms transformed into myriad forms, producing five or six sword shadows.

The Fifth Sword! The truth will be revealed! A sword that claims a life!

Boom

"Hey!" Mo Beizhen shouted, and with a sudden tremor of the sword in his hand, he seemed to merge completely with the long sword, complementing each other. His killing intent surged, and the intensity of his aura, along with the volume of his voice, resonated through the heavens.

Mo Bei shook his head and said up to this point, suddenly widening his eyes and shouting loudly: "Sword techniques are ever-changing, the sword techniques are lifeless, but humans are alive!"

Who exactly is he

After the runic seed of the Rock Sword Technique, a cross-shaped pattern appeared, with red light flickering intermittently, flashing in succession, shrouded in a layer of mysterious aura

Mo Beidun was instantly stunned. He gathered his courage and gently looked at the plus sign, trying it out, and lightly tapped it!

Mo Bei's heart stirred, and all his thoughts once again focused on that plus sign

The sound of something crashing or falling

A peculiar rune, yet it resembles a seed, emerges before him. Upon seeing this rune, Mo Bei immediately recognizes it as the Rock Solid Sword Technique

The Fourth Sword, Flying Sand and Running Stones, Linked Slash, and Gale Cleave

This swordsmanship, akin to the concealed sword techniques of Spanish fencing on Earth, allows for a dagger to be hidden in the shadows, creating something from nothing to assassinate the opponent

In his mind, it seemed as if countless versions of himself were performing these three sword techniques, and then, in an instant, they merged into one, suddenly illuminating with a radiant light

Mo Bei's movements may be imperceptible to ordinary people, who might fail to capture them. How could they escape the keen eyes of the old man, who walks through the void beneath the heavens

The rain of swords comes swiftly and departs just as quickly, dissipating in an instant.

The glimmer of light in his mind gradually dimmed and dispersed

Mo Bei began his training. This move, which would result in mutual destruction, could actually be transformed with just a few changes in footwork. At a critical moment, by shifting his body slightly, he could instantly change from a stance of mutual destruction to one of killing the enemy and seeking survival. It truly is a case of placing oneself in a desperate situation only to emerge alive!

The sharp whistling through the air is incessant

"Eh, what is this?" Mo Bei felt a sense of doubt in his heart, and then he closed his eyes, concentrating all his attention on the glimmer of light within his consciousness.

At the bottom of the towering cliff, Mo Bei's thunderous shout echoed across the sky: "Seventh Sword, Shattering the Heavens!"

Kang Qiang

In the heavens above, the old man first froze in expression, then his brows shot up in surprise, exclaiming: "The Seventh Sword! How is that possible!"

The cold gleam of the sword tip suddenly appeared, transforming the sword body into a flash of lightning that tore through the sky, striking violently against the cliff face

Only when the time comes to kill and see blood will a decision be made

As soon as the words were spoken

Indeed, it was not wrong; the fifth sword has also emerged! Mo Bei felt a surge of joy in his heart: "I will refine it sword by sword, and I want to see just how many swords this plus sign can evolve into!"

At the moment the long sword was completely drawn, a series of faint cracking sounds emanated from the abdomen of the green stone

In an instant

Hey, this plus sign seems to be the golden finger bestowed upon me by the heavens, allowing me to travel from Earth to this world! With this treasure, what worries could I possibly have about establishing myself here!

Mo Bei lowered his head in contemplation, slowly pacing with a long sword on his back: "How foolish! In this world, where can one find someone who expends so much effort, even going so far as to create their own sword techniques, solely to perish together with their enemy? I believe it should be a matter of fighting for survival against all odds!"

This thing is something that even a three-year-old child on Earth knows; it is precisely the plus sign

In an instant, Mo Bei felt a surge of clarity in his mind, as if a veil had been lifted, revealing a bright and open expanse! It seemed that he had, in some mysterious way, touched upon a brand new world.

Suddenly, the plus sign moved, adding one! The number changed from seven to six

Let's do it one last time

Impressive in scale

Suddenly, a point of light appeared beneath the cliff, dazzling and blinding!

At this moment, the Seventh Sword, Shattering the Heavens, is born

This fellow can indeed continue to live!

Suddenly, the bluestone of the half-human size shattered completely into pieces the size of fingernails, scattering all over the ground

However, Mo Bei changed the subject, a hint of regretful bitterness appearing at the corners of his mouth. For the third time, he furrowed his brows, deep in thought: "Although these three sword techniques are formidable, there are too few moves. At first, they can catch people off guard, but once someone becomes familiar with these three moves, it becomes difficult to say... No, wait!"

"Drink!" Mo Bei exclaimed in a low voice, his wrist trembling. The long sword immediately slashed out in succession, tearing through the air with such speed that in an instant, dozens of sword shadows appeared before the eyes, dazzling and shattering the void, as a fierce wind surged!

Mo Bei's expression shifted, his toes lightly tapping the soil, soaring and rolling through the air, landing several dozen zhang away. With a flick of his wrist, the sword light completely vanished without a trace.

At the sixth sword's comprehension, Mo Bei sat down to rest, to recover his strength, and ate some dry rations

The number immediately changes from 4 to 1, and this time adding a point consumes three numbers

And beneath this plus sign, there is also a number, the digit seven

"In that case, this third sword might also have issues," Mo Bei said, resting his chin on his hand, his eyes flickering continuously. He furrowed his brows in contemplation, recalling the chaotic memories obtained from the original owner.

Only the sharp and piercing sound of something breaking through the air could be heard, constantly resonating beneath the cover of sand and gravel

In an instant, the intent of the sword became clear, and Mo Bei's pupils gradually dilated, emanating a sharp brilliance. His entire being surged with an overwhelming aura, climbing steadily to an unprecedented and terrifying height, reaching an extreme sharpness

The earth, soil, and stones all move with the sword, gathering and taking shape.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh

Fallen leaves scatter across the sky

Whoosh

The remaining blue stone, which has already turned to dust, dissipates into thin air with a gust of wind

In looking back, in my mind, that plus sign had only the number four behind it

Suddenly, Mo Bei's figure flickered in and out of sight, and the sword's radiance appeared abruptly! It flashed continuously, with a murderous intent that was chilling to the bone

After coming to an understanding, a wave of comfort spread from within, making Mo Bei feel as if every pore in his body was unfurling, greedily inhaling the air.

The rune seed grew larger once again, and in Mo Bei's mind, a sword technique appeared once more—Fifth Sword! The truth is revealed!

Indeed! The might of this Rock Sword Technique is so formidable that it cannot be compared to ordinary sword techniques, let alone those on Earth! As long as I cultivate properly and comprehend the true essence of the sword intent, how can I worry about not avenging my great grievances

The Fourth Sword, with flying sand and rolling stones, can create a series of continuous attacks, akin to a torrential storm, and can stir up dust and gravel, blinding the opponent's eyes

Click, click

Perhaps in this world, there truly exists a path to immortality. I no longer wish to be on the brink of death. Everything is for the sake of longevity

Once again, the number has changed from six to five

Beneath the towering cliff, the strong winds have already ceased

Mo Bei closed his eyes, and his consciousness seeped into his mind, where the quietly resting "Rock Solid Sword Technique" lay.

In an instant, the plus sign transformed once again, and the rune seed completely changed into a brand new form. Mo Bei immediately realized that this was the ultimate form of the Rock Sword Technique. At this point, the Rock Sword Technique had reached its highest realm, and this was the essence of cultivation!

Mo Bei furrowed his brow, unsure how this plus sign came to be and how he could make the number increase, urging to add more points!

Mo Bei, in a daze, understood that this plus sign represented his knowledge, experience, and wisdom on Earth. If he could acquire new knowledge, experience, and wisdom, the number following the plus sign would increase!

The atmosphere fluctuated between tension and ease, with murderous intent rising and falling. The sword's brilliance erupted wildly, converging into a rain of swords, as dozens of sword shadows passed by, their tips all piercing a single point in the air

The third sword, both jade and stone shall be burned! The original person's understanding was that one sword leads to mutual destruction, killing a thousand enemies while suffering eight hundred losses oneself. No, that is not correct, not correct.

The flickering shadows of the sword danced continuously, as Mo Bei moved in response to the sound, his steps erratic and uncertain, his figure resembling a ghostly apparition, appearing and disappearing at intervals

Completely comfortable

Only here, a series of low, resonant shouts echoed continuously

That peculiar runic seed suddenly transformed, appearing somewhat larger and clearer, and in an instant, a sword technique reemerged in Mo Bei's mind

A deafening explosion echoed, and the cliff face was blasted away to reveal a gaping chasm, unfathomable in depth. The rocks shattered, splintering inch by inch. It was as if a layer of skin had been forcibly stripped away.

The shadow of the sword loomed over the incredibly hard bluestone, which, in an instant, suddenly revealed dozens of cracks. Like tofu, it was shattered into pieces, with fragments scattering chaotically.