[Chapter 294: Testing the Sword]
Two days later, Linton awoke from his ditation, his power and spiritual awareness fully restored to their peak.
He summoned the sword from his inner energy center. "Go," he commanded. The sword obeyed, swirling freely inside the cave like a dazzling teor.
Withdrawing the flying sword, Linton felt a surge of pride. From now on, this vast world was his playground.
This treasure hunt and sword forging expedition had lasted five months and was finally complete. It was ti to head back.
But before leaving, he needed to thoroughly test the power of the sword.
Over 50 tons of gold in the cave had already been consud by him, but the other treasures still piled in mountains. Their value far exceeded the gold he had taken -- easily over ten billion dollars, an enormous fortune.
Unfortunately, he had no space storage equipnt; otherwise, he could have packed it all up at once.
No matter. The treasure was so secret and buried more than 200 ters underground that it was not easily discovered.
He rembered that in his previous life, the site wasn't discovered until 2011, so he still had plenty of ti.
His overseas base could grow gradually. Once it beca strong enough, he could arrange for them to co and retrieve the treasure.
After erasing all traces of himself from the cave, Linton left and returned to the surface.
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It was midnight, perfect for testing the sword.
At his thought, the sword enlarged automatically and flew beneath his feet.
After Linton stepping onto it, the sword soared with him straight into the night sky.
They flew until they reached an altitude of 10,000 ters before Linton finally felt so pressure.
Having the flying sword made all the difference. Previously, relying on his physical body alone, his maximum flying height had been under 2,000 ters. With the sword, his flight altitude had increased fivefold.
At this height, he was above the cloud layer, where the air was thin. An ordinary person couldn't survive here, but for Linton at the Celestial Presence stage, it was no problem.
Looking around, the starry sky glittered while clouds drifted beneath his feet.
After enjoying the view, it was ti to test speed. He pointed arbitrarily, gestured "Swift," and the sword shot forward like a teor.
After half an hour at top speed, Linton estimated his flying speed at about 4,000 kiloters per hour.
If urgency called, he could push his energy to increase speed by 30%, but endurance would drop drastically, lasting no more than two hours.
That was incredibly fast -- more than ten tis his unaided flight speed -- far exceeding the sound barrier of 1,224 kiloters per hour, reaching nearly Mach 3.
Even against the fastest supersonic jets, he was a strong match. At top speed, they wouldn't stand a chance.
Scanning with his spiritual awareness, he realized he had flown over 2,000 kiloters, traveling from southern India's Kerala to north Bihar.
Next, he planned to test the sword's attack power.
To avoid causing trouble, he would test away from people.
Lowering the sword to 1,000 ters, he surveyed the horizon. To the east lay an endless ocean.
Perfect. He'd find a deserted island in the sea to test.
Focusing his mind, the sword accelerated toward the vast eastern ocean.
About 400 kiloters offshore, he spotted a small island.
Flying above it, he noted the barren, uninhabited island was only 4 to 5 kiloters across, with its highest point about 20 ters above sea level.
Importantly, it was off all shipping routes. No vessels in sight.
It was an ideal location for his sword test.
Dismounting the sword above the island, he summoned it to grow to 10 ters long.
He focused 50% of his energy, slashing the island below.
"Boom!" A trendous explosion split the island in half.
Gigantic waves erupted, and the two halves sank beneath the sea surface quickly.
Unbelievable! A small island of 4-5 square kiloters was completely destroyed.
He had only used half his power. To imagine the full strength of a sword slash -- it would be unimaginable.
Thank goodness it was a deserted island far from coasts and shipping lanes.
Otherwise, the impact could have drawn worldwide attention instantly.
He wondered if the Indian coastal defense or Arican satellites would notice such a disturbance.
Better leave quickly. He could also test his Underwater Movent Technique.
The sword shrank, returned to him.
He subrged into the sea, activated the Underwater Movent Technique, moving underwater toward the coastline.
Surprisingly, Underwater Movent Technique was much faster than Underground Movent Technique. They were in completely different leagues.
Underground, soil resistance slowed Underground Movent Technique speed to about 50 kiloters per hour, and the deeper he went, the slower he moved.
But underwater, water resistance was different; his speed easily exceeded 120 kiloters per hour with minimal energy use.
At full power, speed reached 180 kiloters per hour and was unaffected by depth.
He speculated this was due to the differing resistance between soil and water.
He then tested how deep he could go underwater.
Diving deeper toward the sea floor, at 100 ters, schools of fish swam vibrantly around him.
At 200 ters, still lively.
At 300 ters, conditions darkened.
At 400 ters, the environnt was nearly lifeless and pitch black.
He descended 500, 600 ters...
Until 1,000 ters, an eerie silence surrounded him.
At 2,000 ters depth, he felt pressure pushing his limits.
This was his current maximum depth with his level of power.
Going deeper would require higher power.
Satisfied with the test, he ascended quickly to 10 ters below the surface, where he felt relaxed and calm.
Continuing Underwater Movent Technique, he rushed toward the shore.
Upon arrival, he saw military ships assembling at the harbor, and planes flying toward the island's direction.
The Indian military had discovered the island's disturbance and dispatched reconnaissance.
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