Why can there be resonance among researchers, but not among swordsmen?
Though Fu Qian had only grasped the Sword Intent for less than half a day, as mentioned earlier, he never wanted to consider it a mere Transcendent ability with a different guise.
Instead, he saw it as a true crystallization of strength and intellect.
With this perception in mind, he didn’t see the glance from Ah Fei just now as a mere bloodthirsty stare.
On the contrary, it resembled the resolute determination to sacrifice oneself for the sword, seeking only to strike through desperate situations with a single blow.
Hence, to use the Catastrophe Curse to guide him was, for Fu Qian, the result of a process of elimination.
First, Ah Fei conveyed his determination to him, surely seeking something.
Then, the style shown along the way made it almost impossible for him to simply want Fu Qian to intervene directly.
Ultimately, the most relevant element to him in this death duel was undoubtedly the Catastrophe Blessing on the sword.
In that case, it was possible to trust Ah Fei’s keen sense in this regard, providing a mark that could be used as guidance.
As for the subsequent fortune, that would depend on himself.
Snap—
As it turned out, the oute was astounding.
Once again locking onto the Creator of Wisdom descending from the sky, Ah Fei undoubtedly encountered an obstacle once more.
The target appeared somewhat surprised, but that defensive barrier seemed to e at a mere raise of a hand.
However, the bizarre slash of the giant sword this time produced astonishing results.
The barrier that previously blocked Ah Fei, sword and all, shattered upon contact.
The peculiar cracking sound came from the sword staff in the Creator of Wisdom’s hand.
Without even directly touching it, the weapon that seemed quite mystical had already broken into two pieces.
...
Is this the pinnacle of Great Skill No Work?
Witnessing the increasingly intense battle, Fu Qian wasn’t too surprised by Ah Fei’s achievements; instead, he was more focused on appreciating the True Meaning of the Sword Path embodied within.
Typically, with such massive weapons, they indeed emphasize a return to simplicity, not excelling in flashy moves.
But as for how exactly Great Skill No Work should be, normally it’s about achieving the most direct effect with the simplest actions.
However, Brother Ah Fei today seemed to demonstrate another higher realm—a realm where the sword cuts as it pleases, without human intervention.
In that earlier strike, the overall movement was extremely peculiar; although it was the body exerting the force, visually it seemed as though the sword was leading the person along.
The final oute was also gratifying, as the opponent’s weapon was directly cleaved into two, surpassing what had been achieved before.
Of course, due respect to objective facts, progress like this might be related to willpower or determination, but the most direct cause remained the ’Divinity’.
With that stunning leap, certain things were no longer merely manifested in the attack.
Brother Ah Fei, achieving Unity of Human and Sword, had undergone another sublimation, truly imbued with Divinity.
One could say it was a reward for courage on one hand, and on the other hand, it yet again showcased the irrational nature of the Cultivation System.
In summary, the Creator of Wisdom’s invisible barrier was met with a frenzied strike from a mythical creature.
Whoosh—
Now it was the second frenzied strike.
The advantages of abandoning thought became apparent. While the Creator of Wisdom was still staring blankly at the broken weapon in his hand, Ah Fei had already charged again.
The wide sword blade, still stained with his blood, immediately pierced through the robe symbolizing the pursuit of knowledge, tearing through all obstacles ahead with furious power.
Boom—
The enhancement of damage and the Catastrophe Blessing produced a chemical effect parable to that of ’Gold Wind meets Jade Dew’, and the pierced body exploded in the next moment.
...
Though the cost was great, the effect was excellent.
In the wake of Ah Fei’s valorous feat, Fu Qian didn’t hesitate to offer praise as one strike reduced the enemy to dust.
Admittedly, the main effect likely stemmed from the Tyrant’s destructive power.
But ultimately, such opportunities for destruction were fought for with everything he had.
Let’s not forget the initial positioning as a weapons arsenal; was it not meant to provide the power to kill?
In summary, Hunter Ah Fei acplished a meritorious deed—though it still wasn’t enough.
"Well done!"
At some point around the disordered landing spot, a voice echoed in the void, delivering a familiar appraisal, ing from none other than the Creator of Wisdom.
"I told you I had found the answer. Why don’t you believe me?"
Beyond that, bones, flesh, and even hair began to rapidly manifest, rebining.
Watching the entire process, Fu Qian saw the true appearance of this pioneer for the first time.
Admittedly, it was quite distinctive, with a pale face, even whiter hair, though overall appearing not very old.
The eyes were slightly narrow, projecting a gloomy and sharp gaze.
In a way, it was as though the process of destruction just now was pletely reversed, and in a blink, the Creator of Wisdom had undergone Resurrection, even illustrating what it meant to say water is the source of life.
Because all of this stemmed from droplets of liquid materializing out of thin air, similar to what was in the sword staff earlier.
The only limitation seemed to be its inability to affect inanimate objects.
The original neatly attired outfit wasn’t restored, leaving just a naked person standing there.
Ding—
Fortunately, the person looked quite posed, clearly not finding anything inappropriate about it, and this no-armor defense seemed even stronger than cloth armor.
Even before pletely recovering, Ah Fei had already launched another attack.
This time, the target didn’t even make much of a move, just had an automatic barrier appear to block the attack.
"Yes, I understand the hardest thing for ordinary people is to share thoughts..."
Nevertheless, it wasn’t without effect, at least provoking mockery.
"Giving you such a gift was my calculation error; you haven’t even learned the first step."
Ignoring Ah Fei’s attack, at that moment, the Creator of Wisdom raised his head, observing the shimmering net.
With further derogatory remarks, he extended a finger, tapping it on his own head.
"It’s really simple; you must learn to embrace."
Before the words were even finished, his skull rapidly expanded, in the blink of an eye being that bizarre shape his hat initially possessed, and continued to grow.
Rip—
Until it blossomed like a flower at a certain moment.
"e on."
The Creator of Wisdom beckoned atop his head.
As if summoned, the cluster of "stars" ceased their flickering at that moment, releasing their interconnected tentacles, truly surging forth.
...
This must be the legendary "rushing up all at once," right?
Sitting at the seat with the best view, Fu Qian saw everything clearly, watching as the numerous Brain Jellyfish swarmed entirely into the open skull of the Creator of Wisdom.
Admittedly, it looked quite inclusive, another heap of brains squeezing together, why did this scene seem so familiar?
Even in that temporarily irretrievable world.
Fu Qian naturally recalled the Illusion Realm triggered by the "Bronze Lady" where he found the Bronze Headband.
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