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Chapter 63 - 63 63 Return to the Embracing the Void Realm

63: Chapter 63: Return to the Embracing the Void Realm 63: Chapter 63: Return to the Embracing the Void Realm “Divine Skill, truly magical,” After testing his Pathogenic Qi Sword Finger again, An Jing exclaimed in admiration, “Even without Pathogenic Qi, I can still activate my own Blood Qi for the flying sword.”

“Although its power is slightly inferior to that of a handgun-class Sword Box, and it does some damage to the finger meridians, in the future when my physical quality is stronger and my Blood Qi is more vigorous, I might not even need any hidden weapons.

I could execute this Art of Magic anytime, anywhere!”

“This is the convenience of an Art of Magic derived from Divine Skill, as flexible and ready to use as your own limbs,”

With An Jing’s eyes observing the holes left by the Pathogenic Qi Sword Finger, the Sword Spirit said with a smile, “After all, all Fate Pattern Divine Skills originate from ‘Heaven’, which is a facet of the Great Dao of a realm.”

“Divine Skills cultivated by Cultivators, compared to Fate Pattern Divine Skills, might be more powerful, might be more intricate and effective, but they generally fall short in terms of ‘universal compatibility’.”

“Just like humans observing birds and creating their own wings, which can fly faster, more steadily, and higher than birds, and are the strongest among all wings.”

“But human-made wings are ultimately just one facet of ‘all wings’, not the entirety.”

“To my knowledge, many early founders of Sects were holders of Fate Pattern Divine Skills.

They deciphered their own Divine Skills, transformed them into Art of Magic and cultivation techniques to pass on, and thus evolved a whole grand legacy, sometimes even stronger and more precise than the original Fate Pattern.”

“However, that was just the beginning.

Soon, the path of Qi Refining Cultivation surpassed the shackles of Fate Pattern Divine Skills, and all sorts of Art of Magic unrelated to Fate Patterns were created.”

“Similarly, this ‘expansion and supplementation of legacies’ can also strengthen ‘Fate Pattern Divine Skills’.

The same Divine Skill of wings, which initially only allowed flying, later allowed one to fly extremely fast, as fast as the Golden Crow and the Great Roc, and even later could break through realms and traverse the Void…”

As he spoke to this point, the Sword Spirit’s tone also carried a hint of sentimentality, “After thousands of years in cycles, today’s Embracing the Void has returned to the origin of using Fate Pattern as the foundation for cultivation.”

“Only this time, the vessel is not Qi Refinement, but Martial Arts.”

“Everything starts from the beginning again…

The Great Dao is a cycle, and the cycle is also the Great Dao.”

An Jing could understand the Sword Spirit’s sentimentality.

For a being like the Immortal Sword that had lived for endless years, it probably could witness the transformation and cycles of the Great Dao firsthand.

But for him, all this only served to stir his ambition, “If that’s the case, if in the future I manage to utilize my Divine Skill for various effects, I too could establish my own Sect, leave behind my legacy, and even become the founder of a branch of the Great Dao!”

“Hmm…

Perhaps.”

The Subdue Evil Sword Spirit responded simply, perhaps evasively, or perhaps with cautious recognition, but An Jing didn’t care about these nuances.

He just laughed out loud and then continued preparing his future provisions.

The time spent in the other world was quickly coming to an end.

He was about to return to Embracing the Void, dashing through the forests and hills.

Then, he wouldn’t have time to hunt game or leave traces for others to follow.

Taking advantage of the ample time, An Jing roasted a full ten pounds of Fanged Pig jerky and gathered a large amount of nutrient-rich symbiotic roots and tubers.

The two sets of Fanged Pig teeth were also carefully cut out and stored by An Jing—the place where the Spirit Essence of this Spirit Beast concentrated was definitely usable as some kind of elixir or Artifact Refining material, and could surely fetch some money.

Compared to all the resources available from two Fanged Pigs, this was only a tiny part, but the current An Jing couldn’t afford to be wasteful, taking only the essence.

If other wild animals discovered these, it would be considered a gift from nature to them.

The sun sets behind the Western Mountain, and the evening clouds gather.

The rain had stopped, and An Jing’s time in this other world was drawing to an end.

In the last quarter of an hour, An Jing left the cave and sprinted at his fastest pace down the mountain and towards the outskirts of the forest and the wild, inhabited plains.

The two Fanged Pigs seeking shelter from the rain in the cave wasn’t by chance; that place must be where the wildlife rested and hid.

By killing the Fanged Pigs, their flesh and blood would also attract other wildlife.

Chances were that he would only stay in Embracing the Void for one day, and this time was too short—the wildlife attracted by the scent of the Fanged Pigs was likely still lingering nearby.

Therefore, he should stay as far away as possible.

At this moment, An Jing was in excellent condition, running at an extremely fast speed, causing birds to scatter in his wake and the wildlife in the forests to be taken aback.

Even the most self-assured predatory Ferocious Beasts wouldn’t rashly take action without understanding the situation, lest they make themselves vulnerable by acting rashly.

In unexpected encounters, the first reaction of tigers, as well as rabbits, is always to ‘avoid’.”

Of course, it didn’t take long for those Ferocious Beasts to detect An Jing’s scent and realize that the remaining smell wasn’t ‘powerful’, at which point they would naturally become enraged and pursue the human who trespassed on their territory.

By then, however, An Jing would have already left that world.

As he ran, with the extinguishing of the three Sword Lights around the broken sword in the Divine Sea, An Jing felt a pull coming from his soul, even from a more essential part of himself.

A silvery light shone, transforming into endlessly complex Mysterious Profundity Talismans and sword marks, wrapping around his entire body.

The next moment, An Jing vanished.

Only the extinguished ashes in the distant cave and the processed remains of the two Fanged Pigs were left.

Embracing the Void.

Within the fissures of time and space, An Jing, who was merely a cluster of light, saw a mountain ridge constructed out of silver light traces.

That was centered around the original point of his initial teleportation to the otherworldly realm, with a radius of one li forming a ‘spherical space.’

“This is the arrival point I can choose.”

Through the broken sword, An Jing realized he could choose to arrive at any point within this spherical space-time with a radius of one li, whether it was mid-air or underground.

As long as he could withstand it, and his body could shatter the stone, he could even transmit himself into the rock.

An Jing, of course, couldn’t do it now, and he only had ten breaths’ time to choose.

After a brief consideration, he chose to descend deep into the forest, in a concealed mountain gully.

Embracing the Void realm, the surroundings of Hanging Fate Manor.

At sunset, the dark golden twilight painted the mountains and wilderness.

Without a sound, a dim silver light drew a sword scar in the empty darkness, the scar widened into a door, and as An Jing stepped through, he appeared deep in the impenetrable forest.

An Jing had long observed the terrain around Hanging Fate Manor during his regular training, and the moment he returned to the Embracing the Void realm, he confirmed his bearings and immediately took off, his figure disappearing among the shadows of the trees.

After a breakthrough in Inner Breath and the awakening of his Spirit Root, An Jing’s physical qualities had been fully enhanced, with significant improvements in strength, speed, and sensory abilities.

Even while carrying many supplies, he could leap over two-zhang-high boulders and, even in the complex terrain of the mountains, he could cover three zhang in a blink of an eye.

Moreover, as long as he infused his legs with Inner Breath and performed Mysterious Steps, An Jing could not only effortlessly avoid all obstacles in his path while running at full speed, but he could also do so without making a sound.

In just about half a quarter of an hour of full-speed running, An Jing had skimmed nearly ten li, his face neither flushed nor his breath short, having only consumed a portion of Inner Breath, with plenty left to maintain this pace for over an hour.

And indeed, An Jing’s decisive actions allowed him to avoid a lot of trouble.

Rustle.

Half a quarter of an hour after An Jing returned to Embracing the Void, accompanied by faint sounds of stepping on leaves and twigs, two brown-armored soldiers quietly emerged from the vegetation.

“Strange, no traces?”

Their armor, designed to blend with the jungle, the young soldier inspected the surrounding flora and found no sign of any beast, voicing his confusion, “But the Great Formation definitely detected the appearance of a medium-sized creature.”

“Perhaps it’s a Cloud-Stepping Leopard or a similar ferocious beast with the ability to conceal and float.”

The other soldier, with a stable voice, was also observing the surroundings, his armor gradually shifting from dark green to brown, clearly a type of spirit armor that could mimic the environment.

The composed soldier, finding no clues either, spoke without change in his tone, as if accustomed to it, “Though Hanging Fate Valley is sealed by the Great Formation to prevent Heavenly Demons from infiltrating and spreading, even the movement of wild beasts would be detected.”

“But the ‘Demon Monitoring Formation’ is only sensitive to Demonic Qi, and ordinary spirit beasts, ferocious beasts, could freely enter and exit as long as they’re fast enough to move before the formation responds.”

“Look.”

At that moment, this soldier found some crushed leaves and twigs and bent down to sniff them, “Something definitely came through here, but it’s neither a demon nor a demon man.”

“The scent is pure and clear, with the fragrance of some plant.

It must be some kind of spirit beast.”

“Should we pursue it?” The other one, evidently a newcomer, asked eagerly.

To this, the more experienced soldier sighed, “It’s not a demon, so what’s there to chase?

We Demon-Warding Guards are not like the Five-Colored Armor Guards; catching such a spirit beast brings no merit and neglecting our patrol duties would be an error.”

“Besides, what if we actually caught up?

What then?”

Though not finished, his point was clear.

The young soldier thought about his own strength, that of the spirit beast, and their salaries, and had to admit that the experienced were indeed wiser, “Then, what do we do…”

“We chased away a ferocious beast that trespassed the sealed area,” said the seasoned soldier, “To protect the integrity of the Great Formation, two loyal Demon-Warding Guards fought a great battle with it, using many supply elixirs.”

“So we can do that!” The young soldier suddenly understood, “Got it!”

The two Demon-Warding Guards left.

A few more hours passed.

The sun set completely, and the moon was high in the sky.

Under the light blue moon gauze, a ghost-like Red Armored Soldier emerged from the shadows of the trees.