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Ren Pingsheng felt as if he had found a toy that piqued his interest, playing joyfully in the sky. He rolled up and down, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, at times fluttering like a butterfly, and at other times soaring like an eagle. After a moment, he finally Quieted down, standing still in mid-air.
"The feeling of flying is wonderful; it consumes a bit more Demonic Energy than Movement Technique, but even if I fly for a day and night, it won't be a big problem," he murmured softly to himself.
His tone carried a hint of nostalgia as he recalled six years ago. Back then, he was an ignorant youth, and it was Father who told him that humans could fly in the sky. With that dream in his heart, he embarked on the path of cultivation, and now he had finally succeeded. He could fly freely in the air.
Although the Abyss of Demons had its own bleakness, he could indeed fly. This long-held dream had finally been realized, filling him with boundless emotion.
He thought of Huangshi Village's Blacksmith Wang, remembered his long-missing Father, and recalled the Azure Wind Sword Sect he had left four years ago. He wondered how his friends were doing and what their expressions would be if they knew about his situation.
Perhaps many people believed he was already dead! After all, he had been in this Abyss of Demons for over two years. In such a perilous place where countless lives had been lost over thousands of years, no one had ever been known to escape.
"You've just learned to fly; you still rely on Demonic Energy to form wings. Once your cultivation is sufficient in the future, you will be able to fly freely without relying on external aids, moving thousands of miles in an instant—that will be true flight," said the Demon Emperor with a light laugh.
"That seems far off; let's talk about it after we get out of here! Once I consolidate my cultivation, we can explore the depths of the Abyss of Demons."
"You have been here for two years and three months now; with your breakthrough in cultivation, it's time to explore inside. By the way, you should now be able to use your divine sense. As a Supreme Expert, you can initially utilize your divine sense."
"Divine sense? I almost forgot about that," Ren Pingsheng suddenly remembered, his face lighting up with joy. He then closed his eyes and tried it out, feeling something stirring within his Sea of Consciousness. The power of his Soul gathered into strands and easily spread out.
Everything within about a mile radius was under his control; every blade of grass and every grain of sand appeared as clear as if right before him. If before he relied more on feelings to grasp the situation around him, now it was like having eyes. His divine sense transformed into vision; even with his eyes closed, everything in this Surroundings was clearly visible.
With a thought and supported by his vast Soul Power, the range of his divine sense expanded again, surpassing two miles in an instant. This surprised him; when the range reached three miles, it stopped. It seemed that no matter how hard he tried, he could not extend it any further.
"How is it? What is the range?" The Demon Emperor asked when Ren Pingsheng remained silent for a long time.
"Uh... it should be a range of three miles. If it's any farther, I won't be able to reach it," Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes, scanned the demons with his spiritual sense, then retracted it and replied softly.
"Three miles? Not bad, that's the limit of a beginner-level Respect-level warrior's spiritual sense. Only by breaking through again can the observation range of the spiritual sense extend further."
"No wonder! I thought my soul power was more than enough, but why can't I project it further?"
"Although your spiritual sense is good, you must remember that sometimes you cannot fully trust it. Some illusions or formations can confuse or block spiritual senses."
"I'll keep that in mind. Once I consolidate my cultivation and improve my level, we'll head deeper into the Demon Abyss." Ren Pingsheng nodded and landed on the ground to begin fighting the demons, familiarizing himself with his rapidly increasing power and cultivation in order to solidify it as soon as possible.
At the same time, he was contemplating the third form of the Heavenly Sword Technique, as well as the final forms of the Soul Pursuit Sword Technique and Blood Slaughter Sword Technique. These were all heavenly-level sword techniques that he was now capable of practicing. He was also pondering the Ninefold Phantom Body's Movement Technique, which could only be perfected with Respect-level cultivation.
Ren Pingsheng stirred up a bloody storm at the outskirts of the Demon Abyss once again. However, these demons seemed unaware of fear and instead went mad under the stimulation of blood. The battles continued every day. Ren Pingsheng stood firm like a rock, unaffected by the wind and rain.
Months later, after relentless fighting, Ren Pingsheng's figure swayed as he wielded his Qingfeng Sword in rapid succession. Waves of blood-red sword energy poured down. Wherever it passed, before the sword energy arrived, those demons would experience terrifying explosions within their bodies—blood vessels and muscles bursting, blood splattering everywhere—before being swept away by the sword energy.
"Soul Pursuit Absolute Kill!" He moved continuously, lightly sweeping his sword. The sword energy passed like a gentle breeze, causing dozens of charging demons to suddenly stop and then fall straight down, pierced through by the sword energy and shattered.
"You have already mastered these two techniques perfectly. In just three months, you have grasped high-level heavenly sword techniques to perfection. Even I must say that your talent and comprehension are truly monstrous," the Demon Emperor emerged and remarked with admiration in his eyes while looking at Ren Pingsheng.
"Perfect is perfect, but unfortunately this Blood Slaughter Sword Technique lacks coordination with the Blood Realm; otherwise, its power could increase several times over. And this Soul Pursuit Sword Technique actually requires an elusive soul Artistic Conception. Both of these Artistic Conceptions are extremely rare; I'm afraid there's little hope for comprehension," Ren Pingsheng said with some regret.
"Ha ha, for you, these Sword Techniques are enough. If you can break through to become a Sect-Level Warrior, many Sword Techniques will need to be created by yourself. At that time, there will be Sword Techniques that are more suitable for you."
"Creating my own Sword Techniques? That sounds good, but these things probably also require gradual accumulation," he replied. Over the past two years, he had often discussed history and current events with the Demon Emperor, and his understanding had vastly improved compared to before. With the Demon Emperor's deliberate training, many things he previously did not understand were now clear to him.
"Alright, everything is ready. Let's go see what lies in the depths of the Abyss of Demons!" Ren Pingsheng looked toward the distant Abyss of Demons, shrouded in swirling black mist and seemingly endless, and said solemnly. Then he slightly trembled and disappeared from sight. When he reappeared, he was already two hundred feet in the air.
He had been to the depths of the Abyss of Demons once before, but after walking only fifty miles, he encountered a Demon at the level of a Demon Sect and awkwardly fled back. Now that he had attained initial-stage Respect-level cultivation, he was still cautious. His spiritual sense was constantly observing the surroundings for any movement.
As for those Demons at the level of Demon Generals blocking his path, he mostly ignored them. Using his Movement Technique, he easily dodged past them, leaving them with no chance to get close.
"Die!" Ren Pingsheng's Azure Wind Sword unleashed a series of sword shadows as he pierced through a Demon at the level of a Demon Lord. The violent Sword Qi shredded everything within it into pieces.
"Now even ordinary Supreme Experts are no match for me. I wonder if activating Killing Heart to double my strength can compete with Sect-level powerhouses."
"It's very dangerous, but if it comes to escaping, you should have a good chance. In the end, it still depends on your ability to adapt," the Demon Emperor said after some thought.
"Then I need to be careful from now on. We've already traveled forty miles; it will only get more dangerous from here. Demons at the level of Demon Sect will likely appear frequently," Ren Pingsheng pondered for a moment and took out a sharp sword, replacing his Azure Wind Sword.
This sword was named the Rift-Cutting Sword; it was a top-tier Respect-level weapon that was perfect for his current use. The Azure Wind Sword had become somewhat inadequate for him; he had noticed this when dealing with the Demon Lord-level Demon earlier. The Rift-Cutting Sword was harder and sharper and provided an even greater boost to his Sword Techniques.
"Hmm, this is..." After delving fifty miles in, Ren Pingsheng still saw nothing but monotonous blackness and endless Demons. However, among these Demons, a small portion had already reached the level of Demon Lords. At that moment, having just slain a peak Demon Lord-level Demon, his spiritual sense detected a strong fluctuation. This made him pause; this feeling clearly indicated that there were Demons at the level of Demon Sect nearby.
"Kid, you're not mistaken. It should be two Demons at the level of Demon Sect battling each other that's causing such intense fluctuations," the Demon Emperor confirmed.
"We should go take a look!" After hesitating for a moment, he made his way toward the east of the Battle, easily dealing with the Demons that blocked his path.
There were two Demons that looked like Tyrannosaurus Rexes, dragging their long tails as they fought fiercely. Blood was flying everywhere, and the surrounding Demons were either dead or severely injured, with some even reduced to a pulp.
"Roar..." As Ren Pingsheng approached, he carefully observed the Battle. He actually wanted to understand the strength of the Demons from the Demon Sect. Even at a distance of fifty zhang, he was still intimidated by the roar of the Demons, feeling as if his ears were filled with a deafening sound.
"Kid, get down!" Just as Ren Pingsheng was recovering, he suddenly heard the urgent shout of the Demon Emperor. Before he could comprehend what was happening, he was knocked away by a tail that came crashing down from above.
He felt a dull pain in his chest, but fortunately, his cultivation had improved significantly; after circulating his Demonic Energy once, he was mostly fine. In fact, it was thanks to the Thousand Silk Armor that he suffered minimal injuries.
At that moment, he saw that one Demon had been knocked away by another and landed right next to him. As this Demon hit the ground, its tail swung out due to inertia and sent him flying.
"Just a casual strike has such power; it seems that even if I activate Killing Heart, I won't be able to match them. I should just avoid this!" Ren Pingsheng thought to himself and shook his head helplessly.
"Not good! Kid, run with all your might; a powerful one is coming!" The Demon Emperor's tone was urgent.
Ren Pingsheng, who had been cautious until now, immediately understood that trouble was brewing upon hearing this. The Demon with cultivation from the Demon Sect had not caused any concern for the Demon Emperor when he came to watch. Now that the tone was so tense, it was clear that a formidable opponent was approaching—definitely a Demon of Demon King level.
At this point, he dared not hesitate any longer; he activated Killing Heart instantly, doubling his cultivation. Without even looking back, he fled in another direction. In just a few flashes, he disappeared from sight.
"Roar..." A domineering and fierce roar echoed from afar. Even after fleeing ten miles, Ren Pingsheng felt his Soul tremble and nearly fell from the sky.
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