Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

1It was extremely difficult to cultivate a Peak of Genuine Martial Stage warrior, but right now, a Peak of Genuine Martial Stage warrior had fallen in front of the Master of the Falling Pavilion.    0

    

The Master of the Falling Pavilion's expression was sharp. Of course, he could see that this terrifying sealing force was not created by the heaven and earth, it was... a formation!    

    

This also meant that there was an expert who had set up a killing formation here, and he did not want anyone from the outside world to enter. However, he did not know what the cultivation level of the person who had set up the formation was, and what was the purpose of setting it up?    

    

According to the Master of the Falling Pavilion's speculation, there were two possibilities for the person who set up the formation. Firstly, the person who set the formation was the first person to arrive at the bottom of the Death Cliff. Because he didn't want to be disturbed by outsiders, he set up the formation and killed all the people who entered. Secondly, there was a precious treasure at the bottom of the Death Cliff, and someone had entered it. As he was exploring, he didn't want anyone else to obtain it, so he set up the formation. He wanted to stop those who came from outside.    

    

"Pavilion Master, are we still going to continue?" A Expert of Celestial Energy Stage asked. When he saw the outcome of the previous person, he felt a little apprehensive. If he were to fall into the formation, would he be able to come out alive?    

    

"Let's go first!" said the Master of the Falling Pavilion indifferently. Immediately after, a group of people rose up in the air and started flying towards the Death Cliff.    

    

To the Master of the Falling Pavilion, this place was too dangerous. Who knew if there would be even more powerful techniques waiting for them in the future?    

    

"It seems like Luo Tai and the others must have fallen because of the formation." The Master of the Falling Pavilion thought to itself. It couldn't help but feel pity. The Expert of Astral Martial Stage... To the Falling Pavilion, the ___ was incomparably precious. Every single one of them was a top combat strength. It was very powerful, and it was the foundation of the Falling Pavilion's existence in the inner city.    

    

"Don't mention today's matter to anyone. Also, Luo Tai and the others might have already fallen. Don't mention it to anyone." The Master of the Falling Pavilion gave an order to everyone, causing their figures to howl. Then, they started retreating in the direction of the Falling Pavilion.    

    

The Master of the Falling Pavilion knew that with its current strength, it was impossible for it to shake the formation and other mechanisms at the bottom of the Death Cliff. After all, it was in a precarious situation right now, and it was very difficult to guarantee that there wouldn't be any disturbances in the pavilion.    

    

If he knew that the person who laid the formation was the Han Feng he wanted to kill, he was afraid that he would go even crazier.    

    

At the bottom of the Death Cliff, within the cave, Evil Sovereign could sense everything in the outside world. He couldn't help but look at Han Feng with an interesting expression. This little guy's talent in the Dao of Formations was really good. He had actually frightened those people away.    

    

"Sword Demon, a sword that breaks the sky. A single thought can turn you into a devil, even if you reincarnate. You still possess a peerless demeanor. You seem to have become even more outstanding in this life." The huge evil eye looked at Han Feng and muttered in its heart. He was a figure that had lived for over ten thousand years. He had a pretty good understanding of what happened in the Devilish Heaven Sword Sect in the past. The relationship between the Sword Demon and Fairy Hanxue in the past made countless people sigh with emotion. For the sake of the Sword Demon, Fairy Hanxue had waited for thousands of years. It was a song that could make one cry.    

    

Han Feng naturally didn't know what Evil Sovereign was thinking. The current him... He was wholeheartedly fighting against this tenfold increase in power. His eyes shone with a sharp light. He could withstand this tenfold increase in power of the Power of Trend, but he wanted to break it. It was very difficult.    

    

"Slash!" Han Feng roared in anger. His overbearing sword force slashed forward. There was nowhere in this space where the pressure of the force could not be felt. However, Han Feng's sword force seemed to be unstoppable, lawless, as if it wanted to cut open the Trend of the World!    

    

"Good kid." Evil Sovereign's eyes lit up. This sword force was extremely powerful. It seemed like Han Feng's seven days of cultivation hadn't been in vain.    

    

In fact, Evil Sovereign had some selfish motives in taking Han Feng as his disciple. Just like what he said, he hoped that Han Feng would become a powerful expert. Help him recover his body. Of course, he believed in Han Feng's potential. The Sword Demon would wake up sooner or later.    

    

"Break!" Han Feng struck out both of his arms at the same time. The rolling Sword Dao Force kept blasting out, as if it was going to sweep away the Trend of the World.    

    

Finally, after seven days of cultivation, Han Feng's Sword Dao Force broke through the tenfold force. The pressure in this space was completely gone.    

    

In just a moment, Han Feng let out a long sigh. During these seven days, he had been unceasingly unleashing the terrifying Sword Dao Force, but now, it seemed like he could finally rest.    

    

Although people who cultivated in the Martial Path didn't care much about their sleep. However, it was impossible for them not to rest. However, for someone like Han Feng, who could constantly train and temper himself with attacks, very few people could do it.    

    

"This tenfold force is amazing. When I cut it open... It was as if my Sword Dao's force had broken through, and it had become several times stronger than before." Han Feng recalled everything that had happened before, and he seemed to have understood something in his heart. Not only did it require courage, but it also required comprehension.    

    

Han Feng closed his eyes and carefully perceived the changes in his surroundings. The sword wind howled, and the boundless Sword Dao Force swept across everything like a violent storm, wanting to fill the entire space with the Sword Dao Force.    

    

Han Feng had a premonition that his Sword Dao Force was only a step away from the late stage, but it was also very difficult to cross this step. He needed a stronger pressure to force his way through.    

    

Buzz!    

    

The moment Han Feng opened his eyes, two sharp beams of light shot out. At the same time, an even more terrifying Power of Trend landed on Han Feng's body. It was as if Han Feng's entire body had been restrained, and he couldn't break free from it.    

    

"Break!" Han Feng said with great difficulty. Sword Qi whistled around his body. However, this Power of Trend was incomparably powerful. Obviously, Evil Sovereign had calculated the time accurately. After Han Feng digested the previous experience, he immediately arranged an even more terrifying pressure to temper him.    

    

Han Feng understood that Evil Sovereign had really put in great effort in nurturing him. Since he was his master and disciple, if he could become stronger in the future, he would naturally help Evil Sovereign rebuild his body.    

    

"This is a Power of Trend that is twenty times the size of a Power of Trend." A voice sounded out from the spatial zone, causing Han Feng's heart to tremble. This force couldn't suppress him, but it would become extremely difficult for him to activate the sword attack.    

    

After saying this, Evil Sovereign seemed to have disappeared without a trace. As for how long it would take for Han Feng to break through this barrier, it would depend on his own luck.    

    

Another seven days passed. Han Feng had gradually adapted to these twenty times Power of Trends. His sword aura rolled up like a long wind breaking through waves. It kept roaring and turning into endless sword light, trying to turn the situation around. However, it was impossible to do it in a short period of time.    

    

Han Feng wasn't discouraged. In front of him, there seemed to be a sword of nothingness appearing. His eyes were staring at the sword of nothingness, as if he was continuously experiencing the power of the sword.    

    

"The Sword Dao Major Force is a fusion between the sword and the Power of Trend. Then, I can't ignore the sword just by looking at the momentum." Han Feng thought to himself. Was this sword force triggered by his body or was it the force of the sword itself?    

    

"Whether it's the momentum of the sword or the Sword Dao's will, both require the sword as the medium. However, at the highest level of the Martial Path, one could form endless sword might with just a raise of one's hand. There's no need to use the sword, there's endless sword might. " Han Feng's expression flickered, and the Sword Dao Great Force burst forth crazily. However, in his heart, he was trying to comprehend the sword. What exactly was this sword?    

    

Han Feng closed his eyes and felt the rhythm of the space. It was as if he had merged into a dream, but he could clearly feel the changes in the outside world. After all, the Power of Trend had directly descended upon his body, and he couldn't ignore it.    

    

"The sword technique in a martial technique requires the sword as the medium to unleash a terrifying attack. However, the current me uses the power of my palm to slash out an attack. It can also transform into a sword light that kills everything... Then, does this mean... Swords are actually not essential?" Han Feng thought as he shook his head. How could this be? A sword. If it was not necessary, then other weapons would not exist. Spirit artifacts, Profound Weapon, could it be that everything was empty?    

    

Han Feng's aura gradually withdrew. The Sword Dao force wrapped around his body like a hurricane, no longer attacking. Instead, he closed his eyes and cultivated, borrowing the Power of Trend to comprehend his own Sword Dao.    

    

After entering the dreamland, Han Feng also had an invisible form of rest, slowly replenishing the energy that he had spent these past few days.    

    

"You can fall asleep while standing?" An evil eye appeared and looked at the young man in front of him. He was slightly surprised. This young man was too strong. He could even fall asleep while standing. Was he too tired?    

    

If Evil Sovereign didn't know Han Feng's character, he would have suspected that he had pushed him too hard, causing this young man to be extremely tired.    

    

However, Han Feng's current situation didn't seem like he was completely asleep. Otherwise, the Sword Dao wouldn't have turned into a hurricane and wrapped around him. It had formed a defensive barrier, causing Evil Sovereign to have a thought. Han Feng might have cultivated a technique related to dreams.    

    

"Although cultivation techniques related to dreams are rare, it's not like they don't exist. Could it be that this kid is really lucky to have one of them? Those with great fortune indeed had many opportunities." Evil Sovereign smiled faintly. After a while, his evil eyes disappeared. He stayed behind. Han Feng was cultivating on the spot.    

    

Ten days had passed unknowingly, and Han Feng had spent even longer in his dream. His temperament had changed, as if there was a burst of blood Qi. After a few breaths of time, Han Feng broke through and broke through to the Celestial Energy Stage Level Two.    

    

It was as if Han Feng didn't know that he had broken through to the next realm. He continued to comprehend tirelessly. The system turned into a Devil Sword and floated in his dream world. He carefully comprehended this peerless sword, and many thoughts began to form in his mind.    

    

"To a Sword Cultivator, a sword is a life. How can it be lacking? However, I can already reach the stage where I can form a sword with a single thought. Killing someone is invisible, but this sword is still an external object. If you want to unleash the strongest power of the sword, you should fuse with the sword. My arm is a peerless sword, my every hair, every inch of my skin... It can turn into a monstrous sword, lawless and lawless. " Han Feng's world suddenly lit up. At this moment... His body trembled slightly, and a terrifying force soared into the sky. Although it couldn't break through this spatial zone, it still had a terrifying power. It was as if a sword was roaring as countless sharp swords hung in the sky.    

    

Han Feng had broken through to the Level One with the true meaning of Sword Dao.    

    

For the next few days, Han Feng still closed his eyes and remained silent, as if he was deep in thought. It was as if he was in a deep sleep. Finally, he opened his eyes. A monstrous sword energy swept out, and even the Power of Trend in this spatial zone was violently cut in half. In the end, it dissipated into nothingness!