Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 634: Illusionary Formation (Part 1)

Chapter 634: Illusionary Formation (Part 1)

Master Lian gave him an enigmatic smile.

Kenny Lin thought for a moment and said, "Forget I said anything."

For the first time, Master Lian felt an urge to probe into someone’s true nature, and that someone was his own disciple, "Is this your true self?"

"It depends on the situation," Kenny Lin shrugged.

Master Lian didn’t press further.

He just smiled and said, "Cultivate well," before turning around and disappearing into the wind and snow.

Kenny Lin narrowed his eyes.

He wasn’t sure how much Master Lian had discerned, but it didn’t matter.

He wasn’t going to reveal everything anyway.

Turning back, his gaze became much sharper.

The sword intent on the mountain wall seemed to materialize, impacting his consciousness.

The surrounding area was no longer the biting cold wind and snow but the fierce sword aura, akin to a harsh gale.

This was a mental attack.

The sword aura eroded not spiritual power, but willpower.

Countless sword auras swarmed at him, and his mind felt as if it were being torn apart.

Each impact of the sword’s intent brought a feeling worse than death.

Kenny Lin’s face grew paler, but he did not retreat a single step.

The Yin-Yang Pearl within him emitted a faint white light, automatically protecting his consciousness for the first time.

It was like a cool stream flowing through, clearing his mind instantly.

A month passed without his noticing.

During this month, Kenny Lin hadn’t moved a step away from the mountain wall.

Master Lian appeared again,l with a strange glint in his eyes.

He was well aware of the strength of his sword intent.

A single mistake could shred one’s consciousness, reducing them to a fool.

He had thought that even with strong willpower, this disciple could last only a few days at most.

He hadn’t expected Kenny Lin to endure it for a month.

At that moment, Kenny Lin suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and terrifyingly filled with sword aura.

His aura intensified, making the wind and snow feel as heavy as a thousand pounds.

With a swing of his sword, a beam of sword aura shot out, its speed reaching the extreme, and landed forcefully on the mountain wall.

The massive wall now had a sword mark embedded in it, 16 or 17 centimeters deep.

A month ago, the deepest mark he could make was only five or six centimeters.

In less than a month, he had made such significant progress.

This mountain wall wasn’t a natural formation of the Upper Nine Peaks but a type of refined stone Master Lian had brought from the depths of the Savage Plains.

It was incredibly hard, with some Artificers using this refined stone for their work.

Indeed, this child was a genius among geniuses.

Master Lian felt immense admiration.

To see such remarkable progress in just a month was a first, even for someone who had lived as long as he had.

He had never cared much about where his disciple came from, but now, a ripple of curiosity stirred his calm mind.

How could such a prodigy have had growth in cultivation and strength that was no different from an ordinary talent for the first twenty-odd years?

Yet curiosity did not mean he needed to investigate further.

This doubt flashed through his mind briefly.

"Celestial Unity Scripture—you’ve reached the third realm, and your sword intent has also made some progress. There’s no need to continue in seclusion. The strongest sword cultivators never shut themselves away completely," Master Lian said to his disciple.

"Disciple understands. It’s about endless fighting, continually honing my sword intent and will through battle, right?" Kenny Lin squinted as he spoke.

Master Lian chuckled softly but did not answer directly, "I can only be a guide on your path. The rest you must explore on your own. It’s about time for you to descend the mountain."

Even without his master’s words, Kenny Lin had the same thought.

It had been a month, and Amalia should be coming out of seclusion soon.

However, Amalia, whom Kenny Lin was thinking of, was no longer in her small room, practicing the True Sun Heart Sutra.

She had come out of seclusion half a month ago.

Instead of the continuous light rain she remembered, she was now surrounded by a dense forest.

From deep within the forest, the occasional sound of demonic beasts could be heard.

This was the illusion realm at the back mountain of the Green Lotus Sect.

When she mentioned wanting to learn formations, her master, Tian Wuya, had taught her some basic knowledge after she reached the second level of the True Sun Spirit Method and then tossed her into this place.

The illusion realm was filled with formations.

Her task was not to forcibly break through them but to immerse herself in them, to personally experience the structure of the formations and dismantle them from within.

When Tian Wuya threw her in, she said that theoretical knowledge couldn’t compare to experiencing the ever-changing and mysterious nature of formations firsthand.

So, Amalia had been in this illusion realm for over ten days now.

In the dense forest, after she dispelled the formation there, the environment changed again, and she was transported to another place.

As Amalia opened her eyes, a bloody head flew towards her.

Its eyes were wide open, and the expression of death was clear and unmistakable.

As it flew towards her, its gaze seemed to fixate directly on her.

Amalia quickly sidestepped, and the head flew past her, rolling into the grass, its wide-open eyes still staring directly at her.

This was the head of a human cultivator, the cut still emanating a dark aura.

Having been to the Devil Continent once before, she quickly recognized that this person had been killed by the devils.

"Is this the killing formation next?" Amalia muttered to herself.

She had been here for over ten days now, experiencing defensive-type formations, auxiliary-type formations, illusion-type formations, and attack-type formations.

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