You also need to have talent in this area. After three years, you might be able to cultivate a trace of spirituality.

After that, if you want your sword to follow your will like your own arm, to move as your mind commands, you'll need to spend over ten years on it.

If you want to reach the point where, with just a thought, your sword enters the Blue Abyss and kills enemies a hundred miles away—that's two or three decades of work, no matter how much you Krypton Gold, no matter how much talent you have, don't even think about it.

To be able to achieve all of this, you need to be able to endure, have patience, stay humble and composed, have deep family resources, and possess extremely high talent in the Sword Path.

If you're not from a major mountain sect, you simply don't have the conditions for this—you can't keep someone free from other responsibilities, doing this for ten years straight.

But as long as you reach the day you can send your sword out, you'll really be formidable.

Fuyu Mountain truly has declined, but it depends on where you measure from. A few decades ago, the sect's resources were enough to support a disciple in walking the Flying Sword Path as the sect's protector—there was no problem with that.

On the day the sword was fully drawn, in all the surrounding mountains of Fuyu Mountain, not a single hardheaded troublemaker dared to stir up anything in Fuyu Mountain's territory anymore.

If you can't bring your flying sword inside, and have to rely on a sword cultivator's Yin Spirit Leaving the Body, isn't that just attacking the enemy's strength with your own weakness? Better to nip that idea in the bud.

"Third Great-uncle Master, let me do it."

Third Great-uncle Master thought for a moment—Fuyu Mountain really has run out of capable young men for this kind of task, like entering the Nether Soul Realm.

And indeed, Wen Yan is the most suitable.

Just as Third Great-uncle Master was about to say, 'I'll help you with your Yin Spirit Leaving the Body,' he saw Wen Yan already strapping on the Chunjun Mace, climbing toward the window.

A layer of Yang Energy flowed around him, and he reached a hand directly into the window.

But the Chunjun Mace on his back was blocked, while the Everbright Lamp could enter freely without any resistance.

He thought for a moment, then blessed the Chunjun Mace with Yang Energy, enveloping it with his own Yang Energy, making it part of himself. Then he stuffed the Scorching Sun Jade directly into his mouth, shook himself once, and his whole body slipped straight into the darkness of the window.

Third Great-uncle Master stared dumbfounded as Wen Yan went right in, inwardly shocked.

His Scorching Sun has already reached this level?

While he was still in shock, Zhang Laoxi followed in after him.

They remained here to stand guard. The Little Zombie, quick-witted, brought over a cushion.

Third Great-uncle Master sat on the cushion and closed his eyes; his flying sword slipped from his sleeve, gliding like a fish, slowly patrolling around the basement to ward against any mishaps.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Wen Yan appeared in darkness, and the sun in his mind burst into radiant light.

Eternal Sunrise, effect fully activated.

The sun in your heart will never set, allowing you to be immune to certain negative effects.

Sunless Travel, effect also activated.

You can use your physical body to travel in places normally immune to mortals, immune to environmental hazards unique to those places.

His body, which seemed to be falling endlessly, now landed steadily on the ground.

The inky darkness around him, which was pitch-black to the point of being impenetrable, now seemed to have the thick black veil torn away; it looked like early evening after sunset, and he could actually see quite a lot.

A glimmer of light seemed to appear in his eyes. The night vision he once gained from swallowing the Beauty Snake Gall now began to exert its effect.

The surrounding brightness was still the same, but what he could see became gradually clearer.

The dense Yin Qi around him made it feel as though ghosts were constantly eroding his body, but none of that mattered.

These injuries were all treated as environmental hazards and he was immune to them; he could merely sense their presence.

Only now did he truly experience, for the first time, what the effect of the immunity trait was really like; what it actually felt like.

No wonder back then, just seeing the Soul Devouring Beast's total immunity trait, Old Celestial Master had bluntly said: 'I can't do that.'

The power of this trait is way stronger than just stacking up defenses.

Unfortunately, it's immunity with restrictions.

He looked around—everywhere he could see was a barren plain without even a single weed, the ground somewhere between a desert and regular earth.

Sadly, here, the colors his eyes saw were different from the real world, so he couldn't really tell what was what.

He looked back. Suspended a meter above the ground, there was a window over a meter wide, quietly floating there. There were no energy ripples at all, and on this side he couldn't see the other side through the window—it was pitch black as well.

Once Zhang Laoxi landed, Wen Yan gripped the Chunjun Mace and tucked the Scorching Sun Jade into his chest.

"Can you sense where your physical body is? Let's hurry up and bring your body back."

Zhang Laoxi landed and quietly sensed for a moment, then pointed into the distance.

"My body... it seems to be moving..."

"Let's chase it."

Wen Yan didn't waste words. Since he was using his real body here, there was no hiding—his Yang Energy stood out like a beacon in the night.

The most straightforward method was to charge ahead as fast as possible, get Zhang Laoxi's body back first, worry about the rest later.

Gripping the Chunjun Mace, Wen Yan gathered his strength in his waist and sprinted in the direction Zhang Laoxi had indicated.

After running full-tilt for several minutes, he saw a team of Nether Souls drifting three inches above the ground, moving forward soundlessly.

Seeming to sense the intense Yang Energy behind them, the entire Nether Soul team turned as one. Only then did Wen Yan see clearly.

Around the team were all Nether Souls, but in the center there were four paper dolls, faces painted with blush, expressions stiff, eyes dull, each one dressed in deep blue paper clothes.

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