Chu Ming followed this direction, once again reducing the amount of Wind Realm, but the power was weaker each ti, without the slightest enhancent.
"It seems that the Wind Realm and Fire Realm cannot be combined...." Chu Ming frowned, thinking silently to himself, a bit irritated.
Standing there thinking blankly, Chu Ming’s irritable mood gradually cald down. Fallen leaves scattered, a gentle breeze blew, and the original structure of the Unpredictable Weather unfolded slowly before Chu Ming, with no place to hide.
Even the places Chu Ming didn’t understand before were now completely clear.
"No, the combination of Wind Realm and Fire Realm should be the wind boosting the fire and the fire enhancing the wind, thus making the power stronger!" Chu Ming thought deeply, feeling as if his thoughts were trapped in a dead end.
"Add a bit of Rain Realm to it."
Chu Ming added so Rain Realm to the combination of the two realms. Instantly, his small courtyard was filled with nurous layers of moisture. Sword blades flowing with fire, fine rain threads, continuous fierce collisions echoed around Chu Ming.
The Rain Realm and Fire Realm collided incessantly, with intense explosions sounding around, like dazzling fireworks. Even the air changed its color.
Puff, puff, puff....
Chu Ming pointed out, sword light blossod, imdiately the surroundings brightened like snow lting in deep winter, the dead tree in front of him instantly had thousands of holes and turned into countless gray powder, drifting in all directions.
In a bright flash, Chu Ming clearly felt that the attack just now was much stronger than the original Unpredictable Weather, indicating the direction of improvent was correct. Next, he needed to find the most suitable balance point to maximize the power.
Combining three realms at once made finding the balance point significantly harder, not sothing that could be completed in a short ti.
Fortunately, Chu Ming’s Soul Power was strong enough, allowing him to easily sense even the slightest change in realms. This process was much simpler for him than for others.
Even though it was simpler for him compared to others, it was still a long-term process, requiring imnse energy and ti. Chu Ming spent each day either eating or sleeping, constantly searching for the balance among the three realms in his courtyard. Each discovery required experintation to compare the changes in power.
In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
In the small courtyard.
Chu Ming quietly stood in front of a dead tree. Using his finger as a sword, he waved lightly, and a brilliant radiance burst from his fingertip, absorbing the spiritual power around him until it was depleted.
Puff, puff, puff....
The dead tree in front of him weathered visibly, the wind cald, the rain ceased, and in that instant, it felt as if ti slowed down. Not that Chu Ming’s attack could affect the flow of ti.
Even the legendary Kings of the Life and Death Realm couldn’t affect ti. Chu Ming’s attack rely created the illusion of spatial distortion, ant to confuse his target.
Seeing the power of the attack, Chu Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief. After a month of continuous execution, even with his Soul Power, he started to feel exhausted. Nonetheless, he had succeeded.
Based on his estimation, the attack just perford should be comparable to a High Tier Profound Level Martial Technique. However, even so, the physical strength still far exceeded the spiritual power, mainly because the Fire Elent Body Forging Chapter was extrely powerful.
"Since it can confuse the enemy to a certain extent, I’ll call it Phantom Stream Blade!" Chu Ming thought to himself. The emphasis in Phantom Stream Blade was on the word "Phantom," aiming to confuse enemies and catch them off guard.
Having perfected Unpredictable Weather, Chu Ming’s next goal was to cultivate and enhance his strength. The month was sufficient to consolidate his cultivation, but he still had no clues regarding the Fifth Layer of the Fire Burning True Skill. It truly seed, as the secret manuals stated, that cultivation of the latter three layers required a True Dao Realm cultivation.
"Knock, knock, knock, is Brother Chu Ming here?"
As Chu Ming prepared to enter a cultivation state, a knock on the door sounded. He got up, walked out of the room, and opened the door in the courtyard.
A disciple dressed in the Cyan Yang Sect steward uniform stood quietly outside the door. Seeing Chu Ming open the door and co out, he respectfully called out, "Brother Chu Ming!"
"What’s up?"
Chu Ming asked indifferently. Stewards were originally sect disciples, but lacking talent and unwilling to venture outside, they chose to stay within the sect to manage affairs. Their status was higher than ordinary Inner Sect disciples, but still lower compared to those on the Cyan Yang List, especially geniuses like Chu Ming. Ordinary stewards were far inferior in their presence.
"Soone from the Celestial Star Sect has co; the sect leader wants the top ten on the Cyan Yang List to gather."
The steward said cautiously, clearly respectful toward Chu Ming.
"Lead the way!"
The steward walked ahead, with Chu Ming quietly following. The Celestial Star Sect had probably co to discuss the Beast Tide, which was a matter for the higher-ups that they weren’t qualified to be involved in yet.
As for the Cyan Yang Sect gathering the top ten on the Cyan Yang List, it was likely to show off their strength to the Celestial Star Sect.
Along the way, there were many disciples hurrying back and forth, treading on the green stone paths. Chu Ming quietly observed the scenery around.
Honestly, even though he had spent a long ti cultivating in the Cyan Yang Sect, it was his first ti stepping onto Cyan Yang Peak, where the sect leader resided. Surrounding landscapes of hills and waters looked like a human paradise. While the outside world had the four seasons, it was perpetually spring on Cyan Yang Peak.
At the peak, a massive black shadow lood, blocking out the sun, emitting fierce cries like an ancient mythical beast, astonishingly majestic. The surrounding disciples only dared to observe from afar, not daring to approach even slightly.
"That’s the mount of the Celestial Star Sect this ti, Black Feather Ghost Phoenix." The steward disciple ahead remarked, showing a displeased expression. His face revealed his indignation, clearly feeling the Celestial Star Sect was attempting to intimidate the Cyan Yang Sect.
Openly placing their mount on Cyan Yang Peak, releasing its pressure without restraint, was a provocation toward Cyan Yang Sect.
Chu Ming glanced at the Black Feather Ghost Phoenix. It stood about twenty or thirty ters tall. Its black feathers emitted a sinister glow under the sunlight, and whenever it slightly spread its wings, a burst of air exploding sounds erged, causing gusts of wind on the ground.
The Black Feather Ghost Phoenix was a Fifth Level Demon Beast, one of the more ferocious ones. It had five tough feathers on its head, resembling ancient divine bird feathers, glowing with colorful light. When all five feathers turned golden, it would break through its limits and advance to beco a Sixth Level Demon Beast.
Seeing that four out of the five feathers on the Black Feather Ghost Phoenix’s head had already turned golden, Chu Ming realized it was on the verge of advancing.
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