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Pong! Pong! Pong!

In the canyon which was in the Witch God’s forbidden ground’s third floor, He Lao and Jiang Yi were in a blood battle. He Lao was leading the charge and blocking all the attacks from the front, left, and right. Jiang Yi was following him and was responsible for a small portion of the red-eyed creatures that came from the back.

The two of them had been killing for half a day, and they didn’t know how many red-eyed creatures they had slain. After gaining experience in this intense battle, the two of them found the knack for it. Their attacks were all aimed at the legs of these red-eyed creatures. Once the legs were disabled, they wouldn’t be able to walk anymore. If they attacked the bodies, they would still rush and attack with their sharp claws—even with hundreds of holes in their bodies or even if their heads burst apart.

Fortunately, these red-eyed creatures were inanimate beings. Apart from using the sharp claws, the spikes on their backs, their formidable defenses, and being fearless of death—there was nothing else horrifying about them. They didn’t know how to release any demonic arts or any special abilities. Otherwise, the two of them would already be dead.

Even so…!

The two of them still felt that the future was bleak. After half a day, they had only advanced by a kilometer. There were too many red-eyed creatures; after killing a wave, another wave would replace it immediately. Looking towards the front, it was a patch of a black wave; and the entire canyon was clogged up by the red-eyed creatures, leaving no gap in-between. Their speed was just too slow, and the reason they could advance so far was due to He Lao giving his all-out effort.

“He Lao, switch with me!”

Jiang Yi could see fatigue in He Lao’s eyes, and he knew that He Lao must be exhausted. He Lao might be formidable, but he wouldn’t be able to endure the constant releases of dao pattern attacks. For this half a day, he must have released at least tens of thousands of dao pattern attacks, right?

“There is no need. Young Master Yi, don’t belittle this Old He. I have no problem with persevering for an entire day.”

He Lao turned back and smiled while speaking with confidence. The heaven artifact brandished in the air, quickly turning into hundreds of sword light, which swept the front.

Tsk-Tsk!

These hundreds of sword lights were like hundreds of crescent-shaped sword lights, which fanned out. The sword lights from a peak-stage Soul Travel Realm expert were very horrific. Even after splitting into hundreds, it still consistently crashed on the legs of the red-eyed creatures, causing them to kneel immediately. A single wave of attack easily severed the legs from dozens of red-eyed creatures.

Pong! Pong! Pong!

He Lao struggled to move his leg forward while the heaven artifact longsword was constantly brandishing, cutting off the hands of these red-eyed creatures as well. Making it completely safe for the two of them to advance.

Tsk-Tsk!

After advancing several meters, the red-eyed creatures approached again while He Lao had to stop his advance and release the dao pattern attacks. This would continue in repetition while they struggled to move on.

Jiang Yi had it much easier at the back. He only had to wait for the red-eyed creatures to get near before he used the Fire Dragon Sword to blast them away. Since these red-eyed creatures were endless—and they just wanted to get to the exit, there was no need to kill all the creatures. There was no need to go all-out.

As he rested, he would observe He Lao’s dao pattern attacks. It was also of the wind attribute, and so Jiang Yi was interested in it. What if there was a chance to comprehend it?

What exactly is the quintessence of He Lao’s wind attribute dao pattern? Turning one blade into hundreds of blades. They aren’t just images, which meant that the sword turned into hundreds of sword. How is one sword able to release hundreds of attacks? No matter how fast the attack it, it shouldn’t be possible. This meant to say that the crucial point was the wind attribute dao pattern.

The wind is formless, and it could restrain enemies formlessly. How could one wisp of wind disperse into hundreds of wisps of the wind? One wisp of wind is one wisp of wind. It couldn’t possibly turn into a hundred wisps of wind, right?!

That’s right. I learned a martial skill back at Skyplume City—in the Jiang Clan. It is called the Phantom Punch, which allows three punches at the same time; and all are real attacks. The problem is… that is purely relying on the speed of the attack while using an illusion on the enemies’ vision. In fact, it wasn’t even three attacks at the same time, but He Lao’s attack is attacking with hundreds of swords in a single attack…

The wind is the most mystical existence. It can’t be seen—it can’t be touched, but it can be felt. What kind of mystery is contained in nature’s wind that can allow a martial artist’s attack become so sharp?

Jiang Yi constantly reflected in his mind while his eyes were filled with bewilderment. It was easy to move behind with He Lao, and he just had to attack occasionally. Thus, he didn’t bother anymore and immersed his thoughts in the wind attribute dao pattern. He would look closely at He Lao’s attack from time to time while his brows were wrinkled together, forming a crow’s feet.

Young Master Yi is actually trying to comprehend my dao pattern attack at this crucial moment?

When He Lao noticed Jiang Yi’s strange behavior, he was silently shocked. What kind of moment was this, and this young master had the heart to comprehend dao patterns? There might be an ancient saying: ‘comprehend dao when the moment is right, obtain the dao, and ascend as a myth’. It was rumored that Shui Youlan took only half a day to comprehend a type of dao pattern, but who was Shui Youlan? She was a prodigy that only appeared once in ten thousand years. How could a dao pattern be comprehended so easily?

He was 78 years old this year, and after using various resources from the Zhan Clan, he had reached the peak-stage of Soul Travel Realm at the age of 40. Thirty years had passed, and up till now, he still only comprehended one kind of dao pattern. He knew in his heart that comprehending dao patterns was as difficult as ascending to heaven. He naturally felt that Jiang Yi was acting willfully.

There were red-eyed creatures flocking over in all directions, and Jiang Yi actually distracted himself to comprehend dao pattern? What if he was actually damaged by one of the creatures? The consequences would most definitely fatal. If he wasn’t acting willfully, then what was he doing?

Then again, Jiang Yi was the benefactor for the Zhan Clan and the brother of Zhan Wushuang.

At this moment, he couldn’t say much and could only spare some of his attention to helping Jiang Yi. Battling like this would strain him a lot, and yet he continued to attack ferociously. He didn’t know how long more could he sustain like this.

Uhh. This is not working. I don’t even have at least an outline, and I have no way to even reach the Entry stage.

After comprehending for four hours, Jiang Yi stopped. If he blindly pondered like this, he wouldn’t have any ways to gain access. His Fire Dragon Sword abruptly cleaved towards the back. This time, it wasn’t a simple attack; but it was a release of the Binding of the Wind. In an instant, the air converged from all directions, forming several formless wind dragons which whizzed out and restraining all the creatures—before finally exploding from the attack of the two fire dragons.

That’s right. Wave motion of the wind. A different dao pattern would have a different wave trajectory of the wind. I shouldn’t be observing He Lao’s attack, but using my heart to feel it. If I can feel the wave motion trajectory of his dao pattern attack, I will surely be able to get the trick of it!

Jiang Yi eyes suddenly lit up as he directly closed his eyes and didn’t bother about the red-eyed creatures at the back. He concentrated his thoughts on the moment when He Lao released the dao pattern attacks, feeling the wave motion of the wind.

“Uh…”

He Lao got a shock while his body shook. His aged face turned into a bitter expression, thinking that this young master wanted to play him to death. He was already extremely exhausted just by dealing with creatures on three directions, and now he even had to help Jiang Yi deal with the creatures at the back.

Tsk-Tsk!

What could He Lao do? He had no choice but to constantly release dao pattern attacks, killing all the creatures that flocked in from all directions. Since Jiang Yi wanted to try, he should give Jiang Yi an opportunity. If Jiang Yi was truly able to comprehend it, they could take turns to attack, making it much easier.

This wave motion is indeed different from the Binding of the Wind. The Binding of the Wind is formed by the wind gushing in from all directions, forming a special force field that causes the nearby space to halt in motion, using the aura pressure to suppress the enemy. He Lao’s wind attribute dao pattern is to let the wind suddenly split into hundreds of wisps of wind. Then allowing the essence force to guide the wind, which made it possible to release hundreds of sword lights! But… how did he split the wind into hundreds of wisps?

As Jiang Yi was immersed in the wind attribute dao pattern, he forgot about the time and forgot that he was in a perilous situation. He forgot about everything and was lost in the mystics of nature’s dao pattern.

Two hours later, he was suddenly awakened by a voice which sounded like it was weeping. He Lao yelled out with a bitter expression, “Young Master Yi. Stop comprehending. Any further, this Old He will not be able to hold on anymore…”