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Ren Pingsheng was like an onlooker, watching everything before him, observing the youth's path of Slaughter, witnessing the final strike of that youth. Everything seemed to unfold right in front of his eyes, as if he were that youth himself, experiencing it all firsthand.
In the end, everything dissolved into nothingness with that final strike. He felt a sharp pain in his consciousness, and then he vanished. Just when he thought he would awaken, his spirit swayed and once again arrived in a Space.
Here was another youth, who also came from Slaughter. Wherever he passed, corpses lay everywhere, and wails echoed continuously. Blood stained his body, his eyes, and even his soul. He seemed to have become a machine that only knew Slaughter, taking pleasure in it.
In his eyes, there was no one who could not be killed. His heart had completely sunk into Slaughter; his sword seemed intent on exterminating everything and wiping out all life.
In the end, he too became an Unparalleled Stronger, killing everyone who stood in his way. However, he ultimately became a Killing Puppet. In the backlash of Slaughter, he ended his own life.
"My path is forged by Bloodshed and must also conclude with Bloodshed. Do you understand? This final strike will reveal how much you can comprehend." The youth murmured to himself before striking out; murderous intent filled the heavens, blood stained the sky, and all things turned to ashes. Not only did life vanish, but even his own essence was obliterated.
Ren Pingsheng's eyes were stained red with Blood, influenced by that strike. His vision was filled with Slaughter and flying Blood. Until darkness enveloped him once more and he left that Space did he finally come to his senses.
"Is this what they call Slaughter Sword Intent?" He suppressed the shock within him and spoke to himself with a delayed realization. "But why do the two individuals' understandings of Slaughter Sword Intent differ so greatly? One is restrained and low-key while the other is wild and unrestrained."
"If the first person is as contained as the heart, then the second person is evidently unbridled and violent. The same Slaughter Sword Intent manifests differently in different individuals."
Ren Pingsheng did not know where he was but deeply imprinted in his mind were those last two Sword Lights, giving him a more intuitive understanding of Slaughter Sword Intent.
"Both individuals walked the path of Slaughter, yet their ultimate fates were entirely different. If we compare Slaughter Sword Intent to a fierce horse, then the first person placed a bridle on it, keeping it under control at all times. Mastery over it allowed for changes at will. Thus, he could walk away from Slaughter without ending in Blood."
"The second person's understanding of Slaughter Sword Intent is one of indulgence without restraint. Letting this fierce horse run wild may lead to a broad avenue or a bottomless abyss. Hence, he walked into Bloodshed and ended his life there."
"I want to comprehend Slaughter Sword Intent as the first type: mastery over it with changes driven by my heart. Otherwise, I might end up like the second person, ultimately immersed in Slaughter and consumed by it." Ren Pingsheng kept pondering these thoughts while continuously grasping the profoundness within the first Sword Light.
"Slaughter Sword Intent is easy to understand; but what exactly is Sword Intent?" Not only was Ren Pingsheng puzzled by this question; many martial artists preparing to break through to become King Level Boundary warriors shared this confusion. Many remained trapped at the Half-Step Monarch realm because they could not penetrate this layer of understanding, making little progress.
"Although I can't immediately understand what this Sword Intent is, many strong practitioners say that one can learn from related concepts. If I can connect the dots, perhaps I will gain some insights," Ren Pingsheng muttered to himself in the darkness.
"Since I began my cultivation, my continuous growth in strength has actually been due to the constant refining of the True Qi within me, making it purer and more powerful, until it eventually transforms into the even more powerful Pure True Essence. The comprehension of Artistic Conception is similar; it also undergoes constant refinement and strengthening, ultimately evolving into a higher level of Profound Meaning, and in the future, it will continue to transform into an even stronger Rule. If that's the case, then this Sword Intent should follow a similar path."
"Sword Intent must have evolved from Sword Momentum, or rather, it is refined continuously to become purer, thus transforming into Sword Intent. But how do you refine Sword Momentum? Is it under Intimidation that it constantly shatters and reorganizes, becoming more resilient?"
"But if that's the case, it's still just Sword Momentum, merely upgraded to a higher version of Sword Momentum. An upgraded version of Sword Momentum?" At this point, Ren Pingsheng suddenly paused, feeling as if he had grasped something.
"I see now; the upgraded version of Sword Momentum is akin to my previous Storm Rising. Sword Momentum is equivalent to Storm Rising, while Sword Intent corresponds to Wind and Cloud One Sword. What I need to do is continuously condense it until it reaches the level of Wind and Cloud One Sword. No, even more exaggerated—condense it within my heart. As long as my heart stirs, Sword Intent can arrive in an instant."
"Thinking about it this way makes perfect sense. The two Sword Lights I saw earlier only left me awestruck by their might; I failed to notice their inner essence. When they struck with their swords, I couldn't perceive anything at all. It was only at the moment the sword was unleashed that I sensed that flow of Sword Intent. This means their Sword Intent also emanated from within them or was stirred by their hearts. When not in battle, it remains hidden; when in battle, it erupts with earth-shattering force."
"Slaughter Sword Intent!" he murmured to himself, recalling the scene where the first young man struck with a sword that extinguished all life. His heart still trembled at the thought. The Killing Power within that sword had already annihilated everything inside them without them realizing it.
At that moment, within the unconscious Ren Pingsheng's body, the Killing Heart seemed to respond to the words Slaughter Sword Intent and suddenly vibrated intensely. A gray-white Light Barrier enveloped Ren Pingsheng. His spirit in the darkness became aware and was instantly pulled into another Space.
"The Space of Killing Heart has come here again; doesn't this perfectly allow me to verify my thoughts?" Ren Pingsheng looked around at the grayish Space with joy in his heart. "Enemy; I need a powerful Enemy—one as strong as possible."
As if hearing his voice, a gray-white Killing Power in the distance began to writhe, and a towering Demon appeared out of thin air. As soon as it emerged, a terrifying Intimidation radiated from it. Ren Pingsheng felt as though he was facing an endless mountain, filling him with a sense of despair.
"Good! Very good! Let you help shape my Sword Intent!" Overcoming his fear, he laughed instead and released his Sword Momentum. Unfortunately, before this Intimidation, his Sword Momentum burst like a bubble at a single poke; it couldn't even hold for a moment.
Yet Ren Pingsheng remained oblivious and tirelessly continued trying out his ideas—thousands upon thousands of times; if he didn't succeed, he would try again.
Time passed without him noticing how long or how many repetitions had occurred—perhaps One Hundred Thousand times or even millions. Finally, Ren Pingsheng's Sword Momentum could take shape amidst this terrifying Intimidation; although it only lasted for three to five minutes, this was still a significant success.
While Ren Pingsheng continuously refined his Sword Momentum in the Killing Heart Space, outside, Demons continued to surge forth relentlessly—though they felt somewhat thinner than before. The Demons' Corpses surrounding him had already piled up into small mountains within several dozen yards.
The dozens of gray-white small swords absorbed more and more Killing Power within them and became increasingly agile and powerful. With each flicker of light from them, dozens of Demons fell down.
At this moment, dozens of small swords were engaged in battle with a Demon Lord. This was an intact Demon Lord, unlike the severely injured Demon that Ren Pingsheng had encountered before. The battle was fierce, and these dozens of gray-white small swords moved like lightning within the aura of Slaughter, surrounding the Demon Lord.
The Killing Power intertwined to form a net, trapping the Demon Lord within. Under the erosion of the Killing Power, it became increasingly agitated, completely losing its rationality and attacking wildly. Three gray-white small swords were shattered in the process, but in the end, the Demon Lord was left with dozens of transparent holes in its body, reduced to a mere Corpse.
The three shattered gray-white small swords released their Killing Power, which was completely absorbed by the remaining gray-white small swords, making them significantly stronger.
"Not enough, bring on a stronger Enemy!" In the Killing Heart Space, Ren Pingsheng shouted. At this moment, the Sword Momentum in front of him had already expanded to ten zhang. It stood proudly after the previous Intimidation, and even after a moment had passed, there were still no signs of it breaking.
Previously, his Sword Momentum had already reached perfection, and now, after this experience, it had surprisingly doubled in strength. There was a faint sign of further enhancement, which immediately excited Ren Pingsheng. If the Sword Momentum improved again, it would become Sword Intent. Thus, he sought an even more powerful Enemy.
The gray-white Killing Power began to stir again; this time, the Demon grew to three thousand zhang, tripling the previous level of Intimidation. The previously ten-zhang Sword Momentum shattered instantly.
"This is better!" He released his Sword Momentum again, but like the first time, it shattered upon release. However, instead of being worried, Ren Pingsheng was filled with joy and continued his repetitive and tedious attempts with excitement. Each time he exhausted his spirit, he would rest for half a day before continuing. He was so thrilled that he forgot everything else; now he only had one thought in mind: to release the Sword Momentum again amidst this Intimidation.
With each shattering of the Sword Momentum, subtle changes occurred. These changes were minor and difficult to detect at first. Perhaps after a few more experiences like this, a final transformation would occur.
Perhaps due to the increasing number of dead Demons here, more powerful Demons were drawn in as well. Previously, only occasionally would a single Demon Lord appear every ten days or so; now they came every few days.
This place not only contained numerous corpses of the Demon of the Demon Sect, but also many corpses of Demon Lords. If they could consume these corpses, their cultivation could break through more quickly. It was this temptation that drove them to keep coming to kill.
Yet in the end, they all fell beneath the gray-white small swords and became lifeless corpses. Out of dozens of gray-white small swords, only thirty remained. Half had already disappeared during battle. However, the remaining thirty gray-white small swords were even more terrifying in power; just five combined could easily slay a Demon Lord.
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