I Can Travel between Two Worlds

Lin Chen’s heart stirred slightly as True Essence enveloped the Black Blade, slashing towards the power testing instrument.

"3,567,890 kg!"

Three million five hundred and sixty thousand kilograms, a slashing power of seven million one hundred and ten thousand jin.

This is Lin Chen’s current power limit when using Spiritual Control on a weapon...

And as Lin Chen’s cultivation continuously grows, the True Essence becomes even more robust, increasing this power even further.

To be honest, this power isn’t low!

But, it’s still not enough...

Seven million jin of strength is the damage caused by a single magical treasure.

For example, if Lin Chen uses twenty-three flying knives simultaneously, although it doesn’t achieve the effect of the Demon-slaying Blade, it’s more than enough to deal with ordinary cultivators.

Clearing out minor nuisances in the Fake Pill and early Core Formation stages is still more than sufficient.

But the problem is, if facing a late Golden Core enemy or one like the Red-faced Nether Ghost, relying on this Spiritual Control technique alone is far from adequate.

"So, where exactly is the problem..."

Lin Chen mused for a while, is the limit of the Spiritual Control Technique not enough?

That should be it.

After all, the Spiritual Control Technique is merely a skill for the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages, just assisting cultivators in getting started with spiritual control.

Spiritual Control is divided into three parts: Qi Gathering, Qi Control, and Artifact Control!

Using one’s spiritual power and True Essence, gather a cluster and control it on a magical treasure to unleash greater power.

"But, the power of the True Essence is still not enough..."

"How can I enhance this pressure even further?"

Lin Chen pondered deeply.

The essence of Qi Gathering is actually a form of True Essence compression.

Only when it is compressed to the extreme and then explosively released can its power multiply several times over the True Essence’s strength.

"Then, let’s try again... to what extent can I compress Qi Gathering?"

Lin Chen took a deep breath and extended his right hand.

True Essence continuously gathered inside him, finally enveloping the Demon-slaying Blade.

Compress, and compress further...

Lin Chen took a deep breath, then slashed out.

"5,567,890 kg!"

This slash reached nearly eleven million jin!

"It works... but unfortunately, it’s still not enough..."

"It’s the method of compression that’s the problem."

Lin Chen frowned slightly, continuing to ponder.

Suddenly, he thought of the transformations of the Golden Core.

From the First-Turn Golden Core to the Second Turn, Third Turn...

Every breakthrough is a compression!

"So, can this method be applied to the flying knives?"

Lin Chen took a deep breath and tried again.

The first attempt failed...

The second attempt...

Lin Chen tried for two whole days, all resulting in failure.

But through continuous failure, Lin Chen became increasingly proficient.

"It’s getting close..."

Finally, on the day he was about to return to the Cultivation Realm.

Lin Chen suddenly had a flash of inspiration, gathering his entire body’s True Essence into one point, ultimately landing on the Demon-slaying Flying Blade.

Continuously compressing, it eventually transformed into a small dot.

But this was still not enough, so Lin Chen continued to infuse True Essence.

Finally, through persistent attempts, an invisible True Essence sphere appeared at the edge of the Demon-slaying Blade’s blade.

"Break the surface with a point! Maximize power!"

Lin Chen took a deep breath, then enveloped the Demon-slaying Blade with this True Essence, striking it upon the power instrument.

"Beep, beep beep!"

As the power instrument emitted alarms and red lights...

With a loud boom, the instrument actually exploded directly.

Lin Chen stood in place, stunned for a moment.

Outside, Li Nian heard the commotion and rushed in.

"Lin Chen, what happened?"

When Li Nian came in, he saw the power instrument shattered to pieces.

He widened his eyes and his eyelids twitched.

"Don’t tell me... was this your doing?"

Lin Chen pressed his lips together, nodding.

Li Nian, seeing this, immediately felt a wave of hopelessness.

"That power instrument, damn... it can withstand up to twenty tons... and you, you actually shattered it directly?"

Lin Chen touched his nose.

Twenty tons, that’s forty million jin...

This indicates that the power of Lin Chen’s strike had already surpassed the tenfold Vibrating Blade with Candle Dragon’s strength.

In other words, this Spiritual Control Blade is Lin Chen’s greatest trump card at present!

"Tsk tsk, now that resembles a Demon-slaying Flying Blade!"

Lin Chen felt quite pleased.

But noticing the True Essence in his Dantian, he couldn’t help but frown.

This strike used nearly half of his True Essence Magical Power.

"Tsk tsk, it seems it can only be used as a trump card..."

Lin Chen even had an illusion that this strike might threaten a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

...

In a location thousands of miles underground in Qing State,

Lin Chen returned successfully, continuing the construction of his safehouses.

He planned to take this opportunity to connect all eighty-two safehouses from underground in one fell swoop.

If completed,

in the future, he could stealthily appear at any location within the Righteous Alliance’s range.

And so, two months passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Chen finally reached the last safehouse.

And the coordinates of this safehouse were within the Yanlai Realm.

Only a few hundred miles away from the Changchun Sect.

"It’s about time, let’s head up here!"

Lin Chen’s heart stirred as he used the Earth Escape Technique to go to the Changchun Mountain Marketplace.

After returning to the marketplace, Lin Chen first returned to Lin’s Small Pavilion.

Before heading to the Purple Smoke Realm, he had told his master he would be in retreat for some time, so no one came to find him.

After staying at Lin’s Small Pavilion for a few more days, Lin Chen emerged from seclusion.

But just as he came out from Lin’s Small Pavilion, he heard the sound of a bell.

"Dong!"

"Dong dong..."

Lin Chen stood at the doorway of Lin’s Small Pavilion, looking towards the top of Changchun Mountain, counting the bell chimes.

"Four bell tolls in total..."

"Which cultivator in the Changchun Sect has died?"

Lin Chen’s expression changed dramatically.

Three bell tolls indicate a wartime state.

Six bell tolls signify the death of the Sect Leader...

Four bell tolls mean a key figure within the sect has died.

"Could it be that the Array Peak Master has died?"

Lin Chen’s mind was a jumble; what major event had occurred in the two short months he had been away?

So, turning into a stream of light, Lin Chen quickly headed toward the Changchun Sect gate.

At that moment, within ten miles of the Changchun Sect, disciples who heard the bell were rushing over.

Lin Chen stood on the Disciple Plaza, noticing Wang Changchun with a somewhat somber expression.

Sect Leader Wang gazed around and said:

"Everyone, we are at a moment of life and death for our Changchun Sect."

"We just received a battle report, the Righteous Alliance’s front lines, the three cities at the Purple Smoke Realm front have fallen..."

"Elder Wan, has perished in battle!"