Yi Zan looked at the admiring Yuan Fen. He was getting more and more confident and fiery. Yi Zan rarely got any attention. Kioni saw that Yuan Fen was amazed by his explanation, and Yi Zan immediately shared all his knowledge.
"All of his weapons are engraved with the greatest Technique symbols, so that his armour, gloves, shoes, and weapons all have their abilities increased by 70% after he inscribed inscriptions and power symbols on all of his weaponry," Yi Zan explained. Yuan Fen listened in awe, letting the story of the great Sword King Rank Ruler flow.
"In the Western region, at that time the region had a Sword King who used the blood element for his cultivation, and the Sword King was from the demon race. Their race were dark cultivators who were extremely dangerous and were avoided by most cultivators. Dealing with dark cultivators of the demon race from the West was extremely risky. All of these demon races have small horns on their heads and often wear masks to cover their faces," Yi Zan added.
"In the Southern Region, at that time there was a Sword King of the Dark Elf race. The difference in the Dark Elf race compared to the Elves of the North was that, apart from having black hair, they also generally wore all-black clothing. Their sword cultivation techniques were based on the Fire element. They are known to be cruel and like to kill for no reason!"
Although they did not possess mental energy abilities like the Northern Elves, they were still dangerous. The Western Region sword lords of the time were also ruthless and heartless in killing, yet they refused to be called dark cultivators or white cultivators. They acted according to their whims and moods," Yi Zan explained.
"About the Sword Kings of the Eastern and Central Regions, I only know that they are of the human race. The Sword King of the Eastern Region uses the Earth element for his cultivation, while the Sword King of the Central Plains uses the metal element as his cultivation base," Yi Zan continued.
"Is the reason only Ice, Fire, blood, Earth, and metal elements are the cultivation bases for those five Sword Kings? No other powerful elements like wind, lightning, or wood?" asked Yuan Fen.
Yi Zan behaved as if an expert. He explained. "There are hundreds if not thousands of small and large sects and clans that use elements other than the five elements mastered by the five Sword Kings."
But their strength and abilities are far below those five Sword Kings. All sword cultivators would lose against a sword cultivator who had comprehended Sword Intent. It is very rare for someone to comprehend Sword Intent, and when someone comprehends it, he will be considered a Sword Knight and has the potential to become the next Sword King," Yi Zan explained.
"The realm of Sword Intent consists of 5 major parts," Yi Zan explained, "1. Sword Intention Realm with 3 levels of sword intent, 2. Sacred Heart Sword Realm, 3. Sword Intention Interpretation Realm, 4. Sword Palace Realm, and 5. Sword Dao Realm. When a Sword King has entered the Sword Dao Realm, it means he has separated himself from mortal life and transformed himself into an immortal."
Yuan Fen listened seriously, soaking in Yi Zan's long explanation about the five Sword Kings who disappeared a thousand years ago. "The five Sword Kings who disappeared were rumoured to be cultivating towards immortality in the Sword Dao Realm. But there has been no news of them for a long time, so people are in doubt as to whether they are still alive or have died on their way to immortality.
No one knew the rest of their story. Likewise, the five secret sects and clans they belonged to all disappeared, and eventually the people of the Silver Continent considered their stories to be mere fairy tales," Yi Zan ended his explanation.
Yuan Fen, full of enthusiasm and excitement, patted Yi Zan's shoulder. "But didn't we both witness the existence of two races that were said to exist only in fairy tales today? This is amazing! We who are like ants in front of two Great Spirit Realm practitioners are fortunate to be able to witness their duel. This is a chance to understand more deeply the legendary Earth rank Technique."
But we must keep this secret and not share it with anyone. Otherwise, we will get into trouble with these two races as they have deeply hidden themselves from the outside world. Our book could even be pursued by greedy cultivators who want to benefit from this practitioner battle."
While the rain was getting heavier, the man in the grey-white robe began to form beautiful snow lotus petals. His sword technique was the Snow Lotus Pure Heart Sword Technique, the highest Earth Trenta rank.
The aura emanating from his sword formed Lotus petals out of snow. Although the Lotus looked beautiful, they had petals that were so sharp that they were capable of slicing through steel and tearing the internal organs of objects. This was accompanied by the freezing ice element, so that the body of the object injured by the Lotus would break into pieces and shatter.
The black figure was no less sinister with 6 pairs of short swords embedded in the slits of its gloves. The strange weapons emitted an aura of darkness and were red in colour, a sign of bloodlust. It seemed as if dark figures were flying in a circle around the short swords, and the blood-sucking aura was very thick coming out from the spirits around the short swords. That was the Blood Skull Claw Technique, a Trenta high-grade Earth rank cultivation technique.
The grey-robed man floated majestically forward while whistling loudly and coldly saying, "Go..."
Simultaneously, hundreds of icy Lotus petals glided beautifully towards the black figure, accompanied by a dense and powerful sword Qi drifting towards Duan Anming. A dangerous feeling and cold Qi filled the surroundings for 300 metres.
The two little children inside the cave covered their mouths to keep from screaming when they saw the cultivation technique's processing beauty displayed in front of their eyes, which was full of killing air and dangerous beauty.
Their eyes seemed to be spoiled by the beautiful ice flower scenery, even though they realised that behind the beauty was hidden an extremely merciless murderous element. Fear of battle overwhelmed them, but curiosity kept them from blinking at the stealth of the battle. They couldn't wait to find out. Who will win the battle?
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