With Wu Jinliang's current High Martial cultivation, he could produce the same effect by punching the cliff wall. However, if he were to use a blade, the force exerted would be too unilateral to cause such widespread destruction, unless there was something wrong with the stones themselves.

But there was no problem with the hardness of the stones here; he had personally dug a cave in this place before.

Moreover, whether wielding a blade or a sword, it was better for the cutting power to be more concentrated. If the power were to disperse as it had just done, it would defeat the purpose of using these weapons.

But he had just blocked a blade strike and clearly felt the power behind Shi Chun's slash. There was no indication of power dispersal that would have reduced its strength; instead, the attack seemed to grow even stronger, and the opponent had mentioned he had only used thirty percent of his strength.

He was now somewhat confused and couldn't really grasp what kind of sword technique Shi Chun was using.

Shi Chun stood motionless before the gaping hole, quietly contemplating the process of the sudden burst of power from his previous strike.

The blade, shrouded in a light bluish mist in the instant it vigorously slashed, created many swirling vortices in the water, much like a knife cutting across its surface. The mist transformed into numerous miniature tornadoes, which in turn stirred up a swirling cyan substance.

Indeed, the misty fog could trigger the underlying colors of the fantastical world seen in his right eye, swirling and rising into the tornadoes. When these two colors mixed, the tornadoes ignited, turning into a reddish hue tinged with black—an eerie and somewhat bewitching color.

The sharp tip of the tornado was dark black, while the whirling tail end was bright red.

This sinister color, at the instant the blade struck an object, was compressed and collided. If it met resistance, it appeared to burn with rage, immediately bursting into flames, or rather, transforming instantly into a red light that exploded and then vanished without a trace.

In his right eye, this was what he saw, but his left eye saw something different—no vision, just the moment the blade cut into the stone wall, when a mysterious void force ripped through, instantly blasting the wall to pieces.

And in his hands, he felt something else. As his blade went down, he didn't fully feel the resistance from the rock wall. Before the blade was fully in place, everything the edge could reach was blown to smithereens.

Just like the strike he had just tested on Wu Jinliang, who had claimed to use sixty percent strength. At that moment, he was somewhat dubious; was it because he had refined the Demon Flames, and his cultivation was higher than Wu Jinliang's? Because he hadn't felt such a great impact on his blade.

Together with the previous strike, the reason wasn't hard to guess; he had probably figured out what was going on—it was due to the explosive power.

The explosion had not only neutralized the power from Wu Jinliang's blade but also blew away the stone wall's resistance to being split, thus making the feel of the sword in his hand somewhat deceptive.

The nature of the explosion from that void-like substance couldn't affect the material applied to his own blade according to the Cultivation Technique, which is why he couldn't feel the explosive power in his hands. It was a bit like the sensation within the immobilization charm, where the material felt almost non-existent—defining what is void or illusion is hard to articulate.

So, this was the origin of the power of the "No Demon Blade."

The reason he hadn't been able to utilize this sword technique before was due to the limitation of his cultivation, with limited ability to externally manifest the power of the Cultivation Technique, thus unable to produce this strike's power.

After the illusion in his right eye faded, he also came out of his reverie and went back to where he had thrown the scabbard. With a reach into the air, he grasped the scabbard from afar, returned the sword to its sheath, and tied it to his back.

Given his current situation, there was no need to keep up appearances or to have Wu Jinliang carry his sword for him.

He turned to call Wu Jinliang to leave, only to see Wu Jinliang also reached the stone wall with his great sword, lifted it, and struck it with a shout. The blade cleaved effortlessly into the rock, like a knife through tofu, burying itself deep in the stone wall.

As he pulled out the sword, he seemed puzzled, stroking his chin and examining the rock wall.

Unexpectedly, the follow-up power from this strike was tremendous, causing the cracks around the hole Shi Chun had created to expand with cracking sounds. A deluge of debris began to fall, followed by a thunderous rumble as half of the cliff face collapsed, nearly burying Wu Jinliang alive.

Fortunately, his reflexes were quick. Seeing the falling debris, he immediately dodged and slipped away.

The two urgently escaped from the dust and smoke of the gorge and landed atop the cliff, looking down. Shi Chun complimented, "Jinliang, the power of your strike was much greater than mine. I guess even the Upper Realm wouldn't be much different, right?"

"Hmph, if you have to put it that way, then I'll just have to accept it," Wu Jinliang snorted and waved his hand to clear the dust he had stirred up, shouldering his great sword, he walked away, looking out over the vast wilderness: "Less than two months left, are we still going for first place at the Sky Rain Meteor Conference? What's our next move?"

Shi Chun walked over, "Do you want the one million Sandalwood Gold?"

"I do."

"Do you want a house in the royal city?"

"Of course, I want it."

"Being forced to become a disciple of Wukang Mountain, how can I get rid of this label without an illustrious reputation? To hell with Wukang Mountain, I won't be blinded by this mere facade. How am I supposed to handle it? Shall I just run away when I leave? A sect traitor, having to sneak around wherever I go, reviled by everyone, I don't want to live like a thief. Whether on the Righteous Path or the Demon Path, I don't want to hide my entire life. Jinliang, with such a grand stage and opportune time, it's the moment for us brothers to make our names known to the world. How could we miss it!"

Shi Chun looked at the distant boasting, a glint in his eyes, as well as the profile of the woman he had sat with on the cliff watching the sunset. He missed her...

Wu Jinliang, shouldering his blade, thumped his chest towards the horizon and boldly declared, "Alright, we'll snatch first place, first and second are both ours, we don't even consider third place, we call the shots here! The capital's money, the capital's houses, the women of the capital must be irresistible, with money, houses, and women!"

Then he turned to ask, "This place is huge, just the two of us facing millions of people, where do we start?"

Shi Chun replied while walking forward, "Didn't I already find our starting point before we went into seclusion?"

Wu Jinliang, who was walking alongside, pondered blankly for a while, but still was clueless; however, he knew Shi Chun wouldn't speak without reason, and promptly asked with humility, "Did you? Where is it? I don't remember."

Shi Chun, "Didn't you hear what I said to the people from Heavenly Court?"

Wu Jinliang thought for a moment, "I heard, but you didn't mention any methods to start with, definitely not, I would have remembered, otherwise I'd chop off my head and kick it like a ball."

"Enough, you've chopped off that 'ball' of yours who knows how many times; just keep it for your own amusement," replied Shi Chun, with disdain, yet he still reminded, "What was the last thing I said when talking to the Heavenly Court people?"

Wu Jinliang replied without hesitation, "You asked which sect was most likely to win the championship, did I remember that correctly?"

Shi Chun, "What did the person from Heavenly Court say?"

Wu Jinliang, "He said that Su Yuan Sect from Shengshen Continent, the number one sect…" He paused, as if he understood something, and tried asking, "Are we going to rob the Su Yuan Sect?"

Shi Chun, "Obviously, if you want to snatch first place, whoever has the Insect Extreme Crystal that can win first place is the target. Initially, I wanted to gather a group of people to compete for first place, but according to what that person from Heavenly Court said, Su Yuan Sect already amassed a force of the entire Xuan State, nearly tens of thousands of people. No matter how many people we rally, we can't gather so many sects in just a few months. With such a massive force, rallying any more sects is meaningless, like the person from Heavenly Court said, they're practically guaranteed victory."

Wu Jinliang chuckled, finding that Master was truly a Master at this—such an inadvertent remark had already determined the target of the robbery. No wonder Shi Chun had asked that question to the Heavenly Court person back then.

He spread out his hands, "Alright, let's do it that way, how exactly shall we proceed?"

Shi Chun countered, "How do you think we should proceed?"

Wu Jinliang shrugged, a carefree look on his face,"We've heard of the great reputation of the number one sect on Shengshen Continent. Not to mention their own strength, they also have tens of thousands of followers; a direct approach is impossible. I think the method is simple, the same old way, no pain no gain, we must infiltrate the enemy, understand them first, then find a place to strike in the dark, it would be easier to bring the enemy down from within."

Shi Chun, "Alright, let's do it your way. First step, we locate Su Yuan Sect and check out the situation to see if they really stand a chance of winning. We don't want to go through all the trouble and target the wrong people."

His attitude was also simple and carefree since they had been in this line of work since they were young and knew it inside out.

Wu Jinliang searching around, "The world is so big, who knows where Su Yuan Sect is, finding them is a problem."

Shi Chun, "First we find the location of Xun Gate where the Xuan State people enter the competition, then ask along the way as we go, and we can also find some Xuan State sect people to clear up the identities we're using along the way."

Wu Jinliang, "It's a good plan, but who knows where the Xun Gate for Xuan State to enter is, this might be a hassle to find, we'll have to ask around, who knows when we'll meet someone with the information."

Shi Chun pointed at the boundary to illustrate, "It's not a hassle, just walk around the barrier until we find the next Xun Gate, then ask the Heavenly Court people."

"Got it," Wu Jinliang exclaimed in excitement, slapping his thigh, "they must know, let's go, let's do it this way."

The two said they would act and just started walking.

True to the saying that effort pays off, they saw the next Xun Gate before sunset, along with a group of Heavenly Court guards stationed there.

The guards at the Xun Gate also saw the two of them approaching and assessed them, wondering what these two sudden wanderers were up to.

As the two got closer, the guards could see their faces clearly.

Someone started whispering, "Clad in chestnut-colored clothes, with dark skin, one tall and one short, the big one carrying a ridiculously large blade." He turned and shouted, "Chen, take a look, are these the two fellows you said you saw in the reflections of the Heavenly Mirror outside?"

A man with a large beard came over, took a good look, and chuckled, "That's them, a lot of people were asking about their origins, I remember clearly, they're disciples from Wukang Mountain in Sheng Province, what are they doing wandering around here?"

Approaching the barrier, Shi Chun and his companion shouted and called out to the Heavenly Court people.

The Heavenly Court people gestured to them, pointing to their mouths and then ears, indicating that they couldn't hear each other inside and outside the barrier.

So Shi Chun took what was at hand, chiseled a slab of stone, inscribed a few lines of characters on it, then held it up for the Heavenly Court people to read: We are from among the sects of Xuan State, looking for the Xun Gate entrance for Xuan State folks, got lost, kindly guide us, esteemed Heavenly Generals.

Wu Jinliang put down his blade and bowed deeply with his hands clasped, expressing heartfelt gratitude.

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