Chen Ping's Sword

Chen Ping profoundly realized a truth at this moment.

Unless a person or a force reaches a certain level, it’s impossible to imagine how deep the hidden waters of this world can be.

Just like six months ago, he couldn’t have known that this world actually had realms like the Divine Martial Realm, and more than one at that.

What’s most outrageous is that they even possess some legendary techniques.

The myths in the rumors may very well not be myths at all.

It’s just that some people deliberately state the truth as false and take the false as truth.

Through word of mouth, the true history is completely buried in the dust of old papers...

At first, Chen Ping thought this was a historical dynasty world, perhaps with Hundred-Man Enemy, Thousand-Man Enemy kind of formidable generals, just like that other world.

Later, upon seeing Fairy Fubo for the first time, watching her flying high and low, injuring enemies with melody.

He then understood that he had been mistaken.

This is not some ordinary dynasty world, but a martial dao world with Jianghu and Inner Force.

Later on, witnessing Han Wushang shattering a small hill with a punch and hearing various incredible tales of the Celestial List, he considered this might be an advanced martial world.

Each time his worldview was reshaped, but never had it felt so profound as these times.

The soul refining passages of the Heaven-Reaching Tower.

Yan Beifei’s thunder technique, Daoist Mingcheng holding the Sun and Moon Ring spiritual artifact.

And now, before his eyes, the Beizhou Black Dragon Platform Grand Commander’s use of the Lotus Petal Talismans, the Profound Nether Heavy Water Technique, and the Water Escape Technique.

At this point, taking the world before him as just a martial dao world is too unimaginative.

Not a mythical world, it must at least be a world of cultivation.

The seed of the Celestial Demon invasion event has already sprouted, and clinging to the belief that the enemy’s level isn’t high is self-deception.

In the blink of an eye, a sense of crisis surged through his heart.

Can his meager skills truly protect what is precious and guard the countless people on this land during these great world struggles?

Chen Ping tapped his toe on the water, leveraging the rebound to transform into a swift gale, relentlessly pursuing Shui Woyan who escaped with Water Escape.

As one thought arose, countless thoughts were born.

The Tribulation Value increased little by little as he passed by, jumping from four hundred to five hundred, and soon heading toward six hundred.

This shows that the trap Shui Woyan set is actually quite perilous, not much less dangerous than the recent confrontation across the river with Yan Beifei.

’Fortunately, with the Spring and Autumn Silkworm, as long as the Tribulation is sufficient and Fortune is ample, there’s a glimmer of hope to counter the hidden threats lurking in the shadows.

Now, it’s merely a matter of time."

Compared to those masters who cultivate for decades or even hundreds of years.

Chen Ping knows, even combining the ages of two lifetimes, he’s too young.

But he does have advantages.

Youth signifies hope and infinite possibilities.

With the Spring and Autumn Silkworm, a treasure of unknown quality, one day he will stand at the world’s peak, to see what kind of leviathans are hidden beneath the waters, to fully control his own fate, and to seek the path to immortality.

Although Chen Ping always believed his strongest technique is the Dragon Essence Sword Gang, his excellent Sword Technique, in the same realm, he fears no masters.

But, facing Shui Woyan’s myriad peculiar methods, he clearly realized that perhaps Sword Technique and Dragon Padding Skill can support him to go further, but right now the strongest method is evidently external.

Which is this ring.

Chen Ping glanced at his left wrist.

The red and white Jade Ring is reassuringly comforting.

"Shui Woyan is shrewd and cunning, his Cultivation is profound, truly the most dangerous enemy I’ve ever encountered; if missed today, letting him escape, he will certainly break through to the Divine Martial Realm soon, then hunting him down will be challenging."

Chen Ping has a strength; he never underestimates anyone in the world.

Even though he possesses powerful treasures able to boost Innate Talent and Enlightenment.

He acknowledges there are inherently gifted individuals in this world.

Therefore, he decides to emulate the past deeds of Daoist Mingcheng, using blood and the full Power of the Soul to activate the Sun and Moon Essence Ring, an all-or-nothing gamble.

He thought and acted.

Chen Ping bit his tongue, gathering a stream of consciousness blood from within, only feeling heart pain, every inch of his body simultaneously numb, seemingly extracting something most precious at the microscopic level.

Even with his strong physique, he couldn’t help but feel weak and short of breath, chilled as the river wind blew through.

Phew...

This mouthful of golden blood, like blazing sun, unexpectedly spurted onto the Sun and Moon Essence Ring.

The red and white Jade Ring swelled madly as if inflated, transforming into a colossal luminous disc like a lake.

This!

Chen Ping thought to activate it, only feeling his Manifest Saint Realm Power of the Soul being drawn by the thing hard, almost turning him into an imbecile.

For a moment, his mind turned numb and blank.

The Sun and Moon Ring, empowered with blood and imposing Spiritual Power, flickered into the void, then thunderously descended, soul-stirring.

If at that time, Daoist Mingcheng wielded the ring that was the size of a tiny stone hill, now Chen Ping activated it with full force, as if uprooting Tai Mountain, the blazing white orb descended, making everyone unable to see anything anymore.