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Ren Pingsheng was engaged in battle with two opponents on the second level of the Trial Tower. They possessed the same understanding of Artistic Conception and Sword Momentum as Ren Pingsheng, had similar physical strength, and their movements were exceptionally fierce during the fight.
"Not enough. This Ninefold Phantom Body still feels like it's missing something. It seems I can't improve it all at once; I can only enhance it gradually," he thought, as Demonic Energy swirled around him. To use this Movement Technique, he transformed it into Demonic Energy.
The Ninefold Phantom Body twisted and maneuvered through space, connected by an inexplicable thread. Time passed slowly as the three continued to battle without showing any signs of fatigue.
"Oh, is there no time left? Then let's move on to the next level!" Ren Pingsheng's expression changed; he felt he was on the verge of success, but an entire hour had slipped away unnoticed.
Realizing this, his expression shifted as he stopped dodging and immediately drew his sword. A chilling aura filled the space as he seized a rare opportunity; the Sword Light flickered and sliced through one opponent's throat. Then, with a leap like an Azure Hawk, he pierced another opponent's heart with a single strike.
Finally, just as an hour was about to pass, he cleared the second level and entered the Third Layer of the Trial Sword Tower. Awaiting him were three opponents, but now he wished for even more challengers to practice against and quickly engaged them in battle again.
Outside, many martial artists were also watching the progress of these hundred challengers in the tower. Although they could not see exactly who had reached which level, they could tell how far each person had progressed by the glowing lights indicating their levels.
"It seems that this time's tower climbers are rather average; the highest has only reached the fifteenth level, while the lowest is still stuck on the Third Layer," one martial artist remarked disdainfully.
"Haha, although there are many geniuses, only a few can clear twenty levels, so there's no need to be too disappointed," another martial artist replied nonchalantly.
The person they referred to as having reached the Third Layer was naturally Ren Pingsheng. Since he had wasted an hour on the second level, he was indeed among the slowest. For those geniuses, clearing the first five levels of the Trial Sword Tower was not particularly challenging. However, after five levels, it became a dividing line, especially by the tenth level.
"Just a little more; it seems I can only reach the Fourth Layer now. I believe this time my Ninefold Phantom Body should make some breakthroughs," Ren Pingsheng said expectantly after defeating his last opponent.
Soon, a fierce battle erupted in the Fourth Layer. At this moment, Ren Pingsheng's manifested Ninefold Phantom Body began to fade slowly as if it were about to disappear at any moment. He continuously changed his tactics under the siege of four opponents. Finally, after half an hour of struggle, that one Phantom Body vanished. The remaining eight Phantom Bodies trembled and then significantly enhanced their power.
"Ah… I did it! Although the enhancement isn't substantial, progressing slowly like this is still quite impressive," Ren Pingsheng smiled as he realized he had finally found a correct path. He believed that as long as he persisted, his Ninefold Phantom Body would surely reach new heights.
"Since that's the case, there's no need to waste time here anymore. Next, I'll focus on honing my Artistic Conception and Sword Momentum to reach the tenth layer as soon as possible." He immediately shifted from defense to offense; within five minutes, all four opponents fell beneath his sword, and then his gaze turned toward the fifth layer.
"This last guy is indeed very slow. The least among those still in the tower have reached at least the Seventh Layer, yet he's still lingering in the Fourth Layer. It seems this person's Battle ability is quite average!" One martial artist couldn't help but laugh.
"This is normal; it's still rare for someone with good talent to also have strong Battle abilities. Many only excel in one area; perhaps only those ranked in the top five possess strength in both aspects!"
"Ha ha, enough talk, I'm going to challenge the tower as well. I hope I can get past the tenth level this time; I was so close last time." The warrior who had just mocked him swiftly entered the Trial Tower.
As he entered the Trial Tower, Ren Pingsheng was just stepping into the fifth level. Since he no longer needed to refine his Movement Technique, his speed increased. The battles became smoother, and he was completely immersed in the application of sword intent and Artistic Conception. Each strike was either unmatched in sharpness, accompanied by a gentle breeze, or shrouded in mist. He utilized everything he had mastered without reservation during the fights.
"Is this the tenth level? If I get through this level, I can advance my Artistic Conception and sword intent further, getting closer to mastery. There’s even a chance for full mastery." When Ren Pingsheng entered the tenth level, his heart was filled with anticipation.
Every ten levels, passing through would yield a reward. This had been proven true and was not a falsehood, which was exactly what Ren Pingsheng looked forward to.
For him, achieving mastery in sword intent and Artistic Conception through daily comprehension would conservatively take at least a year. However, that would not be fast enough to catch up with the opening of the Azure Dragon Hall. This was an opportunity; missing it would be a significant loss. The Trial Tower was his last hope.
"Kill!" Seeing ten figures emerge from the void, Ren Pingsheng took the initiative to attack for the first time. This clearly demonstrated his desire for the reward.
"Boom..." The sounds of explosions echoed continuously. Even without using sword techniques, with Artistic Conception and sword intent, each strike's power was not inferior to any sword technique. The lethality might be slightly weaker, and the range smaller than nine levels below.
"Indeed, as I go higher, these opponents' strength increases." Ren Pingsheng felt this distinctly. The opponents on this level were three times stronger than those on the first level. Moreover, their coordination became more fluid, making them increasingly difficult to deal with.
Thinking back to levels twenty-seven or twenty-eight, those opponents' strength would likely be very close to his own. At that point, facing over twenty opponents attacking simultaneously would be incredibly challenging. No wonder no one had managed to break through the thirtieth level for so long.
It was likely that there were thirty opponents there whose strength matched his perfectly; winning against thirty would require extraordinary combat talent. Reflecting on that god-level powerhouse who had passed ninety levels of the Trial Tower one hundred fifty thousand years ago, it was clear that those who could become god-level beings were all leaders of their era.
"Die!" Although their strength was gradually approaching Ren Pingsheng's level, there remained a noticeable gap. He still had confidence in defeating them. Seizing an opportunity, he pierced one opponent's heart with a single strike. Then he flickered and appeared beside another Phantom Body, slashing across another opponent's throat.
With two opponents dead in quick succession, their coordination began to falter. Ren Pingsheng seized the chance again and killed two more. In an instant, only six of the ten opponents remained. They continued to charge at him fiercely without any sign of grief for their fallen comrades.
"How can this person's speed be so fast? He has already reached the tenth level in such a short time." One warrior outside who had been observing Ren Pingsheng expressed astonishment.
They had previously mocked Ren Pingsheng for being slow; now he had advanced five levels in just one hour and reached the tenth level. Most of the other hundred challengers who had initially entered were already defeated and had exited.
"The tenth level! It seems this person is attempting the tower for the first time; if he passes it, there will be some nice rewards." A warrior said enviously.
These rewards were only available upon passing for the first time. After successfully clearing a level in the Trial Tower for the first time, how many levels one reached would be recorded. If one attempted again later, they would directly enter at that level. Therefore, most people rarely returned after their first attempt unless their strength improved significantly because returning otherwise would simply be a waste of time.
"Bang... Phew, it's finally over." Ren Pingsheng looked at the last opponent falling under his sword, feeling a surge of excitement as he glanced around, waiting for the legendary reward.
Sure enough, after two breaths, Ren Pingsheng felt a familiar sensation arise, the same feeling that accompanied every breakthrough in cultivation—the sense of unity with heaven and earth.
Then he could perceive everything around him more clearly. He invoked the Wind Artistic Conception and felt countless gentle breezes sweeping through the void. Although he had not entered the Artistic Conception space, his understanding of the Wind Artistic Conception surged within him bit by bit.
His comprehension of the Wind Artistic Conception began to increase from sixty-five percent gradually as time passed. Ren Pingsheng immersed himself in this experience, unwilling to waste even a moment. He knew that the first reward lasted only half an hour; once the time was up, it would be gone.
Soon, when his comprehension of the Wind Artistic Conception reached sixty-nine percent, he found it difficult to grasp further insights; his progress slowed to a crawl. He immediately activated the Golden Realm and began to comprehend anew. Waves of sharpness filled the entire space as golden sword energy danced in the air.
As mist enveloped the space, it suddenly trembled and then returned to calm. Everything vanished, and Ren Pingsheng, who had been sitting still, opened his eyes, his face filled with regret.
After reaching sixty-nine percent comprehension in the Golden Realm, he turned to comprehend the Cloud Artistic Conception. Because of the fusion of both Wind and Cloud Artistic Conceptions, he aimed to catch up with the Cloud Artistic Conception instead of choosing to comprehend sword intent.
Unfortunately, time was still insufficient. Even though his comprehension had improved due to the Soul Refinement Technique, he only managed to reach sixty percent comprehension of the Cloud Artistic Conception.
"Next is the twentieth level of the Sword Trial Tower. After passing through the twentieth level, there will be an hour of comprehension time. I believe achieving mastery in Artistic Conception shouldn't be a problem then; I just wonder if I can also achieve mastery in sword intent." He murmured to himself before shifting his gaze toward the eleventh level.
At that moment, he felt a blur before him and found himself at the eleventh level of the Sword Trial Tower, where he would begin a new journey.
"Well then, since I've just made significant progress in my Artistic Conception, let's see how well you can hone my skills!" Ren Pingsheng said with a gentle smile as he looked at the eleven figures that appeared before him.
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