The Good Corpse, Song Yan, felt the strengthening of himself, filled with excitement.
Swish!
The sword covered in rusted peach blossom struck again!
The female cultivator facing him, surrounded by flowing evil energy, blankly drew the sword from her body to meet the attack.
Her sword intent might not be weak, but she herself was far inferior to Song Yan, the Good Corpse.
Song Yan's sword fell like a steel beam from the sky to cut through a blade of grass.
Hiss!
Bam!
The female cultivator's sword broke, her body split in two, yet still "entangled like a broken lotus," and her two divided cheeks suddenly freed from struggle, cried out in a painful plea for help: "Save... save... me..."
"Can't be saved, just die in peace!"
Song Yan replied, then swung his rusted sword horizontally, dismembering the monstrous female cultivator into eight pieces, subsequently feeling the sword intent entering his body, secretly invoking his Heaven-Reaching Wisdom to accelerate absorption.
With this absorption, he immediately knew the name of the monster in this courtyard - "Rusted Sword Slave."
In other words, he was not far from the state of being a "Rusted Sword Slave." If he couldn't hold on or fail to withdraw from this place in time, then... he would become one among these monsters, endlessly wandering in this eerie, empty courtyard.
In a moment, he locked onto another sword slave.
Stepped forward, swung the sword.
Die!
Absorbed the sword intent, then accelerated its digestion with Heaven-Reaching Wisdom.
After completing, he looked toward another sword slave.
Song Yan swung his sword once more.
Die!
He mechanically repeated this action.
And within this action, the Kuye Swordmaster behind him, Meng Po, and the Herbal Hut on Misty Sea all blew away like dust in the wind, completely vanishing without a trace.
Song Yan slightly tilted his head, glanced at the vanished Red Leaf Island, and felt no emotional ripple.
Walking this path, what is true, and what is false? Does he still confuse the two?
Rather than lament past events, it's better to grip the weapon in hand and pave a bloodied path to the future.
"Die for me!!"
Clang!
This time, he actually encountered a tough opponent.
It was a corpulent Rusted Sword Slave blocking his way, appearing to want to kill him too.
But Song Yan did not retreat; they clashed in a duel.
Not long after...
Bam!
The corpulent sword slave's long sword was severed.
He was about to resist, but Song Yan gave him no chance, immediately severing his arm, then slicing his head, sending that human head flying.
The thick sword intent from the corpulent sword slave turned into dense ink, crazily pouring into the seven apertures of the Good Corpse, Song Yan, making his figure grow corpulent too.
Day and night, the Good Corpse, Song Yan, continued to kill and walk, occasionally dizzy, occasionally briefly clear-headed, while progressing the "Little Heavenly Dao Texts - Introduction" at a slow pace.
...
Three years passed in a flash.
Yet Song Yan's wisdom had turned over fully six thousand years.
For normal cultivators, each killing of sword slaves and the acquired sword intent would require at least ten years or even decades to digest, coupled with the dim and dazed time, merely passing through this courtyard would take at least several thousand years, assuming everything went smoothly without injuries or failures. But for someone with Heaven-Reaching Wisdom, the digestion time was only a moment.
....
...
On this day, Song Yan finally dragged his corpulent form out of the Heart Demon Sword Prison's courtyard.
He felt reasonably well and continued forward, arriving at a corridor.
As for this corridor, Ling Handeng had mentioned it before.
If one visualized the second painting "Outside the Hall" from the "Heart Demon Sword Prison Visualization Map," they would appear directly here.
Just entering this corridor, a pitch-black whetstone appeared before him.
Now, in the form of a meaty mountain giant, the Good Corpse Song Yan gripped the rusted sword and approached the whetstone.
He looked at the rusted sword in his hand and then at the whetstone and took large strides toward it.
Once beside the whetstone, he saw under it a barely alive divine soul, white and clean, in the form of a youth. Upon seeing his arrival, the youth's face changed dramatically, smiled wryly, "Am I this unlucky," changed his hand seal, and abruptly vanished.
The Good Corpse, Song Yan, slightly perceived and found that the youth had completely disappeared from here.
He thought for a moment and guessed the answer: the youth was likely a Divine Infant Cultivator from the Sword Alliance or some other faction, here to visualize the "Outside the Hall" of the Heart Demon Sword Prison, thus able to go in and out of this place.
But what they could reach was only "Outside the Door," "Outside the Hall," "Outdoors," so seeing him this monster coming out of the "Inside the Door," they would be frightened to flee quickly.
Song Yan came to that black whetstone, closed his eyes silently, thinking "cultivate with this item."
In a moment, the words "Six Desires Sword Stone" sprang out.
He continued to deduce...
Spending just a thousand-year wisdom, the peach blossom rust on his sword entirely peeled away, his corpulent physique shed sweat like rain throughout this process, magically condensing and becoming dense.
He awoke, the evil thoughts disappeared, seemingly having completed a cycle from "Outside the Door" to "Outside the Hall," a cycle from normal to fallen and back to recovery.
Song Yan thought for a moment and suddenly understood.
In the Sword Village, there is both the positive Sword Dao River and the negative Heart Demon Sword Prison.
The two mutually penetrate, this "Six Desires Sword Stone" is likely the product of the Sword Dao River's projection in this place.
Only those who successfully pass through the Heart Demon Sword Prison courtyard can use this sword stone to temper themselves here, thus restoring clarity.
He keenly perceived, feeling his cultivation in the "Sword-Devouring Transformation Technique" far surpassed that previous late-stage Divine Infant expert self-named Qiu Baiwei.
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