My Martial Dao Has No Bottlenecks

Inside the Secret Realm.

After the last Penglai Sect disciple appeared, there were only sixteen people on the entire Second Layer. This meant all the other True Gang cultivators had been eliminated.

Just then, the illusory stele within the golden light slowly solidified, transforming into an ancient, thirty-foot-tall, grayish-blue stone stele.

There were no words on the stele’s surface, only countless fine, mystical patterns flowing across it.

Then, the stone stele suddenly trembled.

An immense will, as vast as the sea, entered everyone’s mind.

"Before the Enlightenment Stele, all depends on one’s comprehension."

The cold message entered their minds, and before anyone could react, the complex cloud patterns on the square’s floor lit up in sequence, enveloping each person.

Liang Cheng felt his mind go blank. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a boundless, gray space.

’No, this isn’t my physical body, just my consciousness. The Enlightenment Stele has pulled my awareness into my Mind Space.’

Before him stood a silent, illusory figure holding a saber, its silhouette identical to his own.

Then, the illusion moved.

Its opening stance was the first form of the Mountain-Breaking Saber: Broken Mountain.

But in its hands, this slash seemed to contain a profound Mental Realm akin to splitting the heavens and earth. The Saber Momentum was slow yet incredibly heavy. Every subtle angle of force application, every trajectory of True Essence circulation, was displayed with perfect clarity before Liang Cheng’s "eyes."

This Mental Realm was transmitted directly into the depths of his mind, like a brand.

’This is the state of Enlightenment?’

A moment of insight struck Liang Cheng. He immediately cast aside all distracting thoughts and immersed his entire being, following the illusion as it practiced the Mountain-Breaking Saber over and over.

From Broken Mountain, Broken Wave, Broken River, Broken Sea...

...all the way to the final form, Mountain-Breaking!

Each repetition was subtly different: sometimes as heavy as a mountain, sometimes as ceaseless as a wave, sometimes as vast as a river, sometimes as violent as the sea.

Time seemed to lose all meaning here.

Liang Cheng tirelessly observed and comprehended, dancing along with the figure within his mind.

His Mountain-Breaking Saber had already reached Minor Success. Now, under this kind of "personal instruction," many of the obscure points from his past Cultivation were suddenly clarified, and his Saber Technique realm improved at an astonishing speed.

Minor Success...

Great Success...

Liang Cheng forgot the passage of time, completely immersed.

...

On the White Jade Square, everyone was immersed in the state of Enlightenment.

「One hour later.」

HUMMM—

A barrier of light shattered softly.

A prodigy from the Four Islands Alliance staggered a step. After opening his eyes, his initial vacant expression was quickly replaced by wild joy.

"My Stone-Breaking Palm has reached Great Success!"

He couldn’t help but exclaim in a low voice.

Immediately after, he saw that the vast majority of light barriers around him were still stable, especially those of the Penglai Sect disciples, which shimmered with light, clearly indicating they were still in deep Enlightenment.

His face flushed red. He sheepishly shut his mouth and immediately sat cross-legged to consolidate his gains.

「Two hours later.」

CRACK.

Another barrier of light shattered.

The one who woke up this time was a Penglai Sect disciple. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and a faint Sword Qi surrounded his body; he had clearly gained a great deal.

He glanced around the field and saw that nearly half of his fellow disciples had not yet awakened. Seeing that the barriers of Ren Jingyu and the others were still stable, he wasn’t anxious and began to regulate his breathing on the spot.

Three hours...

Four hours...

One after another, the barriers of light shattered.

With each one that broke, the awakened disciple’s face showed some degree of delight, a clear sign that everyone had made gains.

Ye Zhiqiu’s barrier shattered in the fifth hour.

He opened his eyes and exhaled a long, turbid breath. A brilliant divine light flashed through his eyes.

Joy filled his heart, and he turned to look in Liang Cheng’s direction.

But this glance made him freeze.

Liang Cheng’s barrier was still as stable as ever, and the light flowing around it was even richer than that of some Penglai Sect disciples!

Ye Zhiqiu couldn’t help but smile, murmuring in admiration, "Good kid. His comprehension is as amazing as I thought."

He didn’t disturb him, quietly watching from the side as he regulated his breathing.

「The sixth hour.」

HUMMM—

The barrier of light around Shi Podang vibrated violently before shattering.

He snapped his eyes open. A golden Sword Aura flashed in his pupils and vanished, and the aura around his body surged dramatically!

’Golden Scale Sword Intent, finally at Great Success!’

He was ecstatic.

This session of Enlightenment had not only greatly advanced his Swordsmanship, but it had also loosened the Cultivation bottleneck that had plagued him for so long, allowing his strength to take another step forward.

However, when his gaze swept across the field, the joyful expression on his face instantly froze.

The barriers of Ren Jingyu and the other three top Penglai Sect disciples had not yet shattered. This was all within his expectations.

But—

’That Liang Cheng... on what grounds?!’

The light flowing around his barrier was so stable that it faintly surpassed Ren Jingyu’s, or was at the very least on par with it!

Shi Podang’s expression instantly became as dark as water, and his fingers, hidden in his sleeves, cracked audibly as he clenched them.

’I can accept being unable to compare to Ren Jingyu. I can also accept being surpassed by my other senior martial brothers. But this kid, who was fleeing for his life from my sword not long ago—on what grounds can he suppress me in comprehension as well?!’

’Damn it... Damn it all!’

A killing intent mixed with jealousy, humiliation, and fury churned in his chest. He stared fixedly at Liang Cheng’s barrier, his gaze chillingly cold.

「The seventh hour.」

The remaining Penglai Sect disciples woke up one after another.

「The eighth hour.」

Ren Jingyu’s barrier shattered.

He slowly opened his eyes. It was as if raging waves flashed through them and vanished. Although his aura was somewhat unstable due to his unhealed injuries, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

His calm gaze swept over the entire area, pausing on Liang Cheng’s barrier for a moment. A trace of surprise flickered in his eyes before he returned to being as impassive as an ancient well.

But everyone else’s gazes involuntarily fell upon Liang Cheng, whose barrier remained as stable as ever.

Shock, confusion, apprehension, curiosity...