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A single sword broke Yaoguang.
Chen Xin took a step, instantly appearing a few meters in front of Li Dixian.
His white hair moved without wind as he gazed at the white-robed youth he once considered his successor.
"Dixian, your path is wrong."
"Using myriad laws as a foundation may seem all-encompassing, but in reality, the foundation lies entirely in the myriad laws, not in the sword itself."
"External force can borrow momentum for a time, but it cannot build a towering sword pagoda."
"The sword must be pure; the heart must be singular."
"Anything else is a deviation."
Li Dixian's cracked tiger mouth stained the sword hilt red.
His white robes were tattered, and a dazzling crimson hung at the corner of his mouth.
Chen Xin's path of "one sword breaking myriad laws" had reached perfection, far beyond what Li Dixian could achieve at this moment.
However.
In those young, dark eyes.
There was no confusion, only a sharp clarity burning like fire.
Li Dixian leaned on his Azure Lotus Sword, slowly straightened his back, wiped the blood from his lips, his voice slightly hoarse from surging qi and blood:
"Senior Chen Xin's sword strike was astonishing."
"Breaking my Yaoguang in an instant, this junior has learned much."
"But why does Senior assert that my sword, which draws on starlight and controls ice and fire, is a deviation?"
In Li Dixian's eyes, a galaxy seemed to swirl, and ice and fire intertwined.
His blood-stained hand pointed towards the vast starry sky, and then towards the wind and vegetation in the courtyard.
"Senior said the sword must be pure, and the heart must be singular."
"May I ask, Senior…"
"What is purity? What is singularity?"
"In this junior's eyes…"
"Isn't this vast galaxy, its operational trajectory, the grandest and most exquisite sword trace between heaven and earth?"
"Isn't this clash of ice and fire, its cycle of creation and destruction, the most fundamental and violent sword intent in the universe?"
Li Dixian's voice suddenly became resonant.
The Azure Lotus Sword in his hand hummed incessantly, resonating with its master's Myriad Image Sword Dao.
"My Myriad Image Sword Dao is not reliant on external forces!"
"Rather, I use my body as a sheath, my heart as a guide, to forge all the principles and truths of this myriad world into a single sword strike!"
"The flickering starlight is not an illusion; it is the cosmic order reflected by my sword heart!"
"The intertwining ice and fire are not false; they are the principles of yin and yang stirred by my sword qi!"
"What Senior broke was not my illusion, but the gap where I have not yet perfectly fused the myriad images into one sword at this moment!"
Li Dixian's aura did not diminish but intensified.
Pain seemed to turn into fuel, igniting a deeper understanding.
He looked directly into Chen Xin's calm eyes, his sharpness fully revealed.
"In Senior Chen Xin's eyes…"
"Starlight is merely starlight, ice and fire are merely ice and fire, obstacles to be cut through."
"But in my heart, they are all manifestations of the sword, steps towards a higher realm."
"Senior uses singularity to cut through myriad images!"
"But I, I will use myriad images to prove singularity!"
"My path is not to build a castle on sand, but to gather a hundred rivers to form an ocean, to fuse a myriad of stars to forge a divine blade!"
"Today, Senior can break my unfinished sword, but how can you know that when I fully comprehend and my 'Myriad Images Return to One' sword is unsheathed, Senior's 'singular' sword will still be able to cut through it as it did today?!"
Li Dixian pulled out the clear spring wine pot from behind his back and drank deeply.
Under Chen Xin's slightly astonished gaze.
A Soul Ring, shimmering with several elemental lights and imprinted with twelve sharp sword feather marks, surged up from Li Dixian's feet.
Twelve Azure Lotus Swords instantly connected, forming a formidable sword array that guarded him.
Li Dixian's voice was resolute:
"Although my Myriad Image Sword Dao is not yet perfected."
"However, I can temporarily unleash a fraction of its power with the help of Soul Rings and Soul Bones!"
Swoosh—!
A formidable sword bone pierced through his clothes from his spine, stretching out like a dragon.
One Azure Lotus Sword wreathed in starlight, and another Azure Lotus Sword spewing ice and fire, hung behind him, their sword intents chilling.
He stepped into the core of the sword array.
In an instant, light and shadow intertwined within the sword array, miraculously conjuring two more Li Dixians, each imbued with a different sword intent.
Several distinct yet homologous sword intents fiercely collided within the sword array, truly creating a bizarre and terrifying spectacle.
Chen Xin's gaze narrowed slightly.
He held the Seven Kill Sword, demonstrating his path through his actions.
Pure sword intent, surging forth, met the three Li Dixians and the two Azure Lotus Swords with different attributes.
The clang of metal on metal was as dense as a sudden downpour!
It grew faster and louder!
Finally.
A pure sword light swept across.
The array and illusions were all shattered.
Li Dixian staggered back, his qi and blood churning.
Yet, those eyes remained as clear as stars, his battle intent unextinguished.
"Myriad Image Sword Dao…"
"These Spirit Abilitys and Soul Bones…"
Chen Xin put away the Seven Kill Sword, his right hand clasped behind his back, his back to Li Dixian, his tone complex and difficult to discern:
"At your age, I was far inferior to you."
"Dixian, your ambitions are vast, and your talent is extraordinary; two sword intents have already taken rudimentary form."
"But human power has its limits; when will it end?"
"The Myriad Image Sword Dao?"
"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"
Looking at the white-robed back, a hint of complexity flickered in Li Dixian's eyes.
After a long silence, he softly said:
"My life has limits, but knowledge has none."
He swore by his life to pursue the ultimate truth of the Myriad Image Sword Dao in his heart.
Chen Xin's figure swayed slightly, transforming into a dazzling stream of light, and sped eastward.
From afar.
His voice drifted on the wind:
"I will come to see you again in a month."
"If you are certain this path is viable, you might consider traveling among the Upper Three Sects and the Lower Four Sects."
"There, you might find something to help you."
Towards the direction where the stream of light disappeared, Li Dixian bowed deeply and cupped his hands.
"Thank you… Senior Chen Xin for your guidance."
He paused, then asked:
"May I ask, Senior, what realm lies beyond the third realm, 'Night Severing'?"
Silence for a long time.
Li Dixian thought Chen Xin had already left.
A cool plum blossom petal quietly drifted onto his shoulder.
At the same time, Chen Xin's distant voice seemed to sound right beside his ear.
"When you reach it, you will understand."
That night.
Li Dixian sat alone under the plum tree, drinking by himself under the moon.
The clear wine went down, but his thoughts churned endlessly.
The profound mysteries of the fourth realm of the Myriad Image Sword Dao, and Chen Xin's past actions… lingered in his mind.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Having been friends for decades, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong could no longer remember how many years it had been since they had seen Chen Xin laugh so heartily.
That day.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
Chen Xin had just returned.
He drank the strong liquor he had abstained from for decades, his laughter booming, shaking the courtyard:
"My path is not lonely!"
"My path is not lonely!"
After that night.
Li Dixian went into seclusion.
He repeatedly refined and polished all the Spirit Abilitys and sword moves he had learned.
A few days later, upon emerging from seclusion, he found that his friends had all become busy.
The Soul Master Competition was approaching, and before the official start, several top academies sent their seed contestants to Heaven Dou Royal Academy for exchanges and sparring.
Crown Prince Xue Qinghe personally managed this matter, and the Royal Fight Team intensified its special training.
Li Dixian, however, temporarily enjoyed this leisure.
This day, he was truly bored.
So he went alone to the noodle stall he often frequented.
The storyteller opposite him was still speaking eloquently.
Li Dixian, holding a bowl of noodles, listened intently.
And just then.
The surrounding air, which had been cool.
Suddenly became hot without warning.
Li Dixian felt something, and instinctively looked up.
He saw a team of young men and women, walking briskly, enter the small noodle stall.
An unusual aura enveloped them, completely out of place with the bustling common life of the market.
Making the noisy stall fall silent.