The senior brothers and sisters of the Self-Slaying Realm muttered to themselves, staring dumbly at the two figures in that realm, their breaths coming faster than ever.

He lost. The sword intent ceiling, rarely seen in the Divine Sword Sect for thousands of years, admitted his defeat. Indeed, it was Luo Qingchen, universally acknowledged as the absolute sword intent master of the Divine Sword Sect.

Compared to all other cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect, only Luo Qingchen knew the terrifying extent of the sword intent in that strike. If he had truly encountered such an opponent at the peak of the Spiritual Essence Realm, he would have had almost no chance of victory.

The opponent was able to achieve a great fusion of various sword intents, and accomplished this in less than two incense sticks’ worth of time, comprehending this sword intent fusion by observing his opponent’s sword intent.

The fused sword intent was on a completely different level than his own, utterly incomparable.

Luo Qingchen opened his eyes, filled with unspeakable shock. He dared not believe that the sword intent realm he had always prided himself on seemed so vulnerable before his opponent.

"How... how did you do it?" Luo Qingchen stared dazedly at that figure, as if he had suffered a tremendous blow, and at the same time felt huge waves in his heart.

For some reason, when the opponent displayed their sword intent, he always sensed something different from his own, many things he had never touched upon before.

What shocked Luo Qingchen even more was that the opponent, after merely observing his sword intent, replicated it within a short moment, grasping about eighty percent of its essence.

What does this signify? It signifies that the person before him possesses a terrifying level of comprehension. Moreover, the opponent’s understanding and achievements in sword intent were beyond his realm. An ordinary sword cultivator with unparalleled insight, no matter how heaven-defying, could not reach such an extreme level.

In fact, Ye Xiaofan was also extremely astonished. Although he had comprehended some of the Sword Dao’s profound meanings with the support of the Martial Soul World Tree and his frightfully high comprehension, Luo Qingchen’s path in Sword Dao profundities was a different journey altogether for him.

The two paths had so many differences, elusive and hard to grasp, yet inevitably bound together.

Because of this vastly differing path, he suddenly seized upon something—a mysterious and profound enlightenment, as when the whole being became enveloped by the opponent’s vast ocean-like sword intent, a sudden flash of inspiration.

Honestly, Ye Xiaofan was not initially certain of achieving the great fusion of sword intent. However, as their duel unfolded, he seemed to spontaneously break through some barrier, suddenly becoming enlightened and inexplicably feeling it possible.

For a moment, even Ye Xiaofan was shocked by his own comprehension, the terrifyingly enhanced insight brought by the growth of the Martial Soul World Tree. It left him unexpectedly excited, yet vaguely unsettled, with a sense of anxiety arising.

However, after confirming such comprehension genuinely belonged to him, he felt much more at ease.

This was Ye Xiaofan’s first time actively seeking to comprehend and deduce things, and that ethereal clarity was extremely comforting.

With such a frightening level of comprehension, doesn’t that mean his efficiency in cultivating any techniques or martial arts would be doubled with half the effort, and even his understanding of the Three Thousand Great Daos would rise accordingly?

Time slowly passed.

It wasn’t until after over a hundred breaths that everyone finally came back to their senses.

Nevertheless, as the countless cultivators of the Divine Sword Sect came to, they fell once more into a state of shock and awe.

Everyone, from near or far, gazed at that figure, their hearts subjected to an extraordinary impact, as if endless thunder was roaring.

At the peaks of Spirit Peak Number One and Spirit Peak Number Two.

Several terrifying figures stared dumbfounded at that figure, unable to speak for a long time. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Only after a long while.

"Gentlemen, what do you think, at what level is this person’s comprehension?"

A terrifying figure swallowed hard, speaking in a tone filled with astonishment, pause to query. This group comprised the super-genius wonders of Divine Sword Sect currently in the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain,’ rulers of over two million disciples.

It’s no exaggeration to say that these outstanding figures were the definitive pinnacle of the Divine Sword Sect’s current generation of disciples.

It’s worth noting that this refers to the current generation of disciples, not just any single batch of disciples, meaning they are part of the highest circle excluding the elders, undeniably becoming representatives recognized throughout the Hundred Broken Mountain Range region for the Divine Sect. Their status and power have long since surpassed countless elder figures, allowing them to command millions of the current Divine Sword Sect’s cultivators.

In this strength-above-all world, a person’s status isn’t determined by seniority, but by measuring power.

Standing now at the peaks of Spirit Peak Number One and Spirit Peak Number Two are the absolute authoritative figures beneath the Supreme Elder Council of the Divine Sword Sect, eminent individuals who even on a regional scale of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range would shake all directions by stamping a foot.

Yet these astonishing figures were currently left in a state where they were breathless, gasping for air in shock.