Heaven-Dominating Martial Emperor

An unknown amount of time passed.

Ye Chen's eyes remained tightly shut, deep in a state of meditation.

Luo Sandao was growing impatient from the wait.

But he couldn't find an opportunity to leave.

Ye Chen was blocking the middle of the path, and the area around him was already filled with terrifying Sword Qi. Anyone who dared to take a single step closer would be sliced to pieces.

"Sect Leader?"

"What's going on?!"

Just then, Old Ghost Wushan and the others finally arrived in the dungeon.

They had waited outside for a long time, but Ye Chen hadn't appeared. Furthermore, the commotion inside seemed to have died down long ago, so they figured it must be safe.

So, they hurried inside to see what was happening.

And what they saw was Ye Chen in that strange state, like an old monk deep in meditation.

Old Ghost Wushan and the others were stunned, unsure of what to do.

"Don't disturb him."

Seeing the outsiders barge in, Luo Sandao immediately said, "You can see for yourselves. The kid is in a state of epiphany right now."

"Interrupting him recklessly would be tantamount to severing his path of cultivation. For a Cultivator, that is a heinous crime."

Hearing this, the members of the Demon Sect grew solemn. They looked at Luo Sandao, their faces filled with renewed confusion.

"What exactly happened in here?"

"Do you know our Sect Leader?"

the Nine-Fingered Demon Slaughter couldn't help but ask.

"Wait... Sect Leader? Is that what you call him?"

Luo Sandao seemed to have realized something, and his heart skipped a beat.

Ye Chen did just say that he had destroyed the Luoyun Sect, and the organization outside was now called the Demon Sect.

'Sect Leader... judging by that title, Ye Chen is actually the leader of the Demon Sect?!'

Upon this realization, Luo Sandao's expression changed instantly.

Back then, Ye Chen had clearly been the Saint Heir of the Luoyun Sect, secretly manipulated by Xu Yingwu and his cronies.

To think that in just a few years, he had already grown to such an extent.

He had not only destroyed the Luoyun Sect and attained unparalleled cultivation, but he had also established his own faction.

Looking at the bewildered expressions on Old Ghost Wushan and the others, Luo Sandao paused for a moment before saying, "I was imprisoned here by the Luoyun Sect for five years. I've only just escaped, and now I hear your Sect Leader has destroyed the Luoyun Sect..."

"Though I'm a bit bitter I couldn't do it myself, he's avenged me all the same. That's why I'm here acting as a Protector for your Sect Leader."

"He must have been acknowledged by that demonic sword and is now in a state of enlightenment."

"So that's how it is." Old Ghost Wushan and the others all came to a sudden understanding.

Although they still had many questions, they decided to wait until Ye Chen's condition stabilized before asking.

However, seeing that this disheveled old man before them was also a victim imprisoned by the Luoyun Sect, a sense of kinship appeared on their faces. "So you're one of us. We were also trapped in this dungeon."

"If the Sect Leader hadn't saved us and eliminated the Luoyun Sect, who knows how long we would have been tortured."

"Is that so..." Luo Sandao nodded slightly. "So this is how the Demon Sect was founded."

BOOM!

Just then, a massive roar suddenly erupted from within Ye Chen's body.

Everyone whipped their heads toward the sound, a trace of worry appearing in the eyes of Old Ghost Wushan and the others.

"Sect Leader... is he alright?"

Immediately after, what seemed to be an endless amount of terrifying Sword Qi surged densely from Ye Chen's body, spreading out in all directions like raindrops.

The surrounding stone walls were instantly sliced into countless fragments.

Even the ground beneath Ye Chen's feet completely shattered.

But just then, the Cangming Sword suddenly burst forth with a dark light that enveloped Ye Chen's body, preventing him from falling.

"All of you, get back!"

"This Sword Qi is not something you can withstand!"

Luo Sandao's pupils shrank as he shouted hastily.

He could clearly sense a hint of danger from the Sword Qi swirling around Ye Chen.

'But how is that possible?'

'From my previous exchange with Ye Chen, it was clear he had never come into contact with the Sword Dao before.'

'Could a single epiphany have improved his Swordsmanship by leaps and bounds, to the point where it could even threaten me?'

Luo Sandao found this hard to believe.

He had painstakingly practiced his blade techniques for so many years. Although he had yet to comprehend Blade Intent, the depth of his skill was far beyond that of most people.

'How could some greenhorn brat catch up to me in the blink of an eye?!'

If even Luo Sandao felt danger, it went without saying for Old Ghost Wushan and the others.

The strongest among them was only at the Third Layer of the Spirit Sea Realm; there was no way they could withstand such pressure.

Seeing the boundless Sword Qi dancing around Ye Chen, they were terrified and hastily retreated.

If not for the Array protecting the Demon Sect, the spreading Sword Qi would have likely wreaked havoc on the sect grounds outside.

Soon, a full day had passed.

In Ye Chen's perception, it was as if he were immersed in a warm ocean.

Every drop of seawater was a fragment of insight into the Sword Dao.

He continuously absorbed these fragments into his body, and his understanding of the Sword Dao grew, bit by bit.

Finally, two days had passed.

Luo Sandao was beyond impatient.

He sat cross-legged on the spot, hugging his Moon-slaying Blade with a look of utter annoyance.

'I finally managed to escape the dungeon, only to get stuck here, unable to advance or retreat?'

Moreover, he discovered that the Sword Qi swirling around Ye Chen seemed to be growing sharper and sharper.

A thread of fear even began to surface in Luo Sandao's heart.

'Ye Chen's comprehension of the Sword Dao seems about to surpass my own comprehension of blade techniques!'

'What in the world is happening to Ye Chen?!'

Just as everyone was reeling in shock and uncertainty,

The Sword Qi that had been crisscrossing around Ye Chen suddenly converged, absorbed back into him without a single trace left behind.

And at that very moment, a profound concept emanated from Ye Chen's body.

It was as if Ye Chen himself had transformed into a sharp, treasured sword.

His every blink and every breath were filled with the profound mysteries of Swordsmanship.

"This is..."

"Sword Intent?!"

Luo Sandao's eyes widened in disbelief. He cried out in a stupor, as if he had seen a ghost!

Anyone who could comprehend Sword Intent was, without exception, a grandmaster of the Sword Dao!

'Across the entire Lei Province, there are barely a few people who can do that, right?'

'Not to mention Ye Chen is so young.'

'This is a genius whose talent for the Sword Dao is simply monstrous to the extreme!'

"Sword Intent?"

"So this is Sword Intent?"

Ye Chen opened his eyes. His comprehension of Swordsmanship had already reached the level of Sword Intent.

However, within the small ball of light in his mind, the ocean representing the concepts of the Sword Dao was still vast and endless.

He understood that even though he had comprehended Sword Intent, he still had a long way to go on the path of a Sword Cultivator.