C113 Destiny in His Own Hands(2)

"You..." Zhou Changtai felt his chest tighten and he could no longer speak.

If Lyi Huamei was also killed by the disciples of the Heavenly Martial Academy, he was afraid that this would be the last time he would lead the team. Even if he wasn't punished after he returned, the chances of him becoming an inner circle elder would be very slim.

With the two of them here, the leaders of the other three major sects wouldn't dare to get involved. However, the leader of the Wind Howl Sect had a bright light in his eyes.

"We'll sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. If the two families start fighting inside, with Gongyang Qiusheng in our sect, we might be able to gain a lot..."

Time passed bit by bit, and the atmosphere became even more solemn.

The Light Door fluctuated, and the Mystic Trace Realm was finally about to close!

In the Mystic Trace Realm, Woo Zhengyang, whose body had almost recovered, was tidying up a bunch of bags and Hidden Heaven Bag.

These were all the rewards he had obtained after killing. It could be said that a large portion of the rewards that everyone who participated in the trial had been obtained by Woo Zhengyang.

Putting aside everything else, including what he originally had, as well as what Gongyang Qiusheng and Lyi Huamei had, Woo Zhengyang had obtained seven Hidden Heaven Bag and countless Demon Core, spirit herbs, and Heavenly Essence Stone.

Among these things, there were two things that attracted Woo Zhengyang's attention. One was the ancient sword technique, Ink Night Sword Washing Arts, which had a black cover, and the other was an ancient medicinal pill, the Qi Condensation Pill.

The Ink Night Sword Washing Arts was a treasure sword that used the pitch black night sky to wash away its killing intent. No matter where or when, the sword would strike, and the night would come, and the person would die!

The Qi Condensation Pill was an ancient wondrous pill that was used by cultivators at the Refinement Stage to condense true qi. Regardless of the cultivation level of the Pulse Refinement Stage, consuming this pill would allow one to break through to the First Heaven, and would allow one to reach the peak of one's current cultivation level!

Whether it was the Ink Night Sword Washing Arts or the Qi Condensation Pill, they were all things that Woo Zhengyang needed at the moment. Bu Qianshan and the others were using their own death to provide timely assistance, which made Woo Zhengyang feel incomparably gratified.

The Ink Night Sword Washing Arts had four forms. They were Hidden Sword, Inknight, and Sword Light had turned into star marks. The sword light had been completely washed away, and no one had heard of it.

This was a sword skill that was combined with an illusion technique. It was different from the current sword skill. This ancient sword skill was incomparably profound. The moves that could be used were closely related to the realm of the sword skill.

All martial skills were divided into ordinary realms, Minor Success Stage, Great Completion Stage, and Perfection Stage.

Most martial skills, be it ordinary realms or Perfection Stage realms, could be used, but their power was different.

The Ink Night Sword Washing Arts was different. This sword skill was an ordinary realm that he had just learned. It was impossible for him to exert any of its power, and it had reached the Minor Success Stage. And so on and so forth, he would be able to unleash the power of the first style of the Hidden Sword, Inknight. If he wanted to unleash the power of the fourth style of the sword, no one would be able to detect it. Only by cultivating the Minor sword skill to the Perfection Stage would he be able to do so.

This point was similar to the Silky Hair Soft Finger that Woo Zhengyang had copied, but it was definitely not the same level. Whether it was the difficulty or the power, the Ink Night Sword Washing Arts was much more powerful.

When it came to the Silky Hair Soft Finger, Woo Zhengyang would also practice it from time to time. Unfortunately, he hadn't broken through to the Minor Success Stage yet, so he was still far away from using its power.

Now that he had obtained another Ink Night Sword Washing Arts that required the support of the same stage, Woo Zhengyang once again felt that he had not cultivated for a long time. If he had a year's worth of time, he would have just been surrounded and killed by everyone. Woo Zhengyang was confident that he wouldn't be injured at all and would be able to resolve the battle.

If others knew what Woo Zhengyang was thinking, they would all be ashamed to death. Woo Zhengyang's performance just now had exceeded the realm of Martial Disciple. If he didn't suffer any injuries, how terrifying would that be?

"I wonder if that mysterious realm will appear again, allowing the Ink Night Sword Washing Arts to reach perfection!" Woo Zhengyang thought as he practiced on the spot.

Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. Woo Zhengyang could only give up bitterly.

Looking at Lee Yunsheng, who was stunned by his words and had yet to move, Woo Zhengyang waved at him.

"Wu... Senior Brother Woo." Lee Yunsheng walked in front of Woo Zhengyang and wanted to call him junior brother Wu, but he suddenly woke up and quickly changed his words.

"It seems you still don't understand!" Woo Zhengyang said with a smile.

Lee Yunsheng was submissive. He had the shadow of Woo Zhengyang back then. In order to thank him for his kindness, Woo Zhengyang had told him all those things about fear and not fear. This guy seemed to have understood something.

Unfortunately, there were some things that one could never truly comprehend without experiencing it. Whether or not he would slowly change and form his own heart of martial arts would depend on his luck.

"Thank you for your enlightenment, Senior Brother Woo. Although Yun Sheng hasn't fully comprehended it yet, he has already seen his own direction." Lee Yunsheng said, his eyes flashing with a trace of determination.

"I hope so. This is for you!" As Woo Zhengyang spoke, he handed him a Hidden Heaven Bag. Inside was some Heavenly Essence Stone and things that he did not need.

"This... I can't take this!" Lee Yunsheng pushed him away.

"Take it. This is the cause of your reminder. If you have the heart, when I'm not in Profound Heaven Sect, you can help me go to the small town at the foot of Profound Heaven Sect and take care of an old man!"