The Talentless Sect Master Chosen By The System Chapter 67: Chapter 67 Willpower

Nightin wasn't willing to admit defeat as he forced his body to stand back up through sheer willpower, he could feel his bones breaking apart and his flesh was feeling a burning sensation from within.

Circulating his spirit energy around his body, he took another step out and went against his body limits. He knew that every additional step from now would be a extra burden on his body, this trail wasn't meant for the likes of him to begin with, even so, his willpower and mind told him to continue forward.

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The sound of his bones breaking apart could be heard clearly in the lonely darkness, the thought of despair came across his mind as he asked himself, what would it be like if he dies here?

Shaking his head, he expelled the thought of his head and advanced forward again, one step at a time against his body limits.

With every step he took, his bones slightly broke apart more and more, by the time he was only a few more steps away, his legs had gave up on him as quickly took out his sword and drove it to the ground to support himself. His body laid on the sword which was his only support, he couldn't feel his legs right now, not at all.

With his spirit essence, he took out an healing elixir from his spatial ring and swallowed it down, a few breaths later, he could feel his legs returning to him as he continued to move forward.

It was an array carved with golden lines, an array of the gold ring standard which was specially used against Martial Emperors or even Martial Saints, what could he do against something of this standard?

The golden array was surrounded by four Spartan like guards, each with a golden s.h.i.+eld and spear with a spirit ruby engraved. They had a stern face on and weren't showing any expressions or emotions, but their eyes were fixated on Nightin ahead of them.

If he were to make a move or attempt to get any closer to them, their spears would pierce through him and end his life.

Nightin wasn't willing to give up as he told himself "This is just an illusion." Opening his samsara eyes to the max, he saw through the golden array and could see wisps of smoke surrounding it, clear signs of it being an illusion.

Soon, the array started to disperse into nothingness as a holy glow of light from above shone down, recovering his injuries in an instant.

Pa.s.sing through the first barrier, he could feel his willpower increasing by a great extent, this trait might prove pointless most of the times, but he had a feeling that willpower was what brought him to where he's at right now.

Closing his eyes, he sat down on the ground with the timing of the trails still going on.

Tic-Toc

Tic-Toc

The clock continued to ring as Nightin sat down there, he had enter a state of sudden enlightenment.

Sudden enlightenment was a thing which most cultivators want to enter, every single time would bring about great benefits for the cultivator and their strength would increase exponentially. Even if it isn't their strength, it could be a increase in talent or some other aspect, even a mortal could become a character who stands at the apex just through one sudden enlightenment.

He could sense the spirit energy around him spiralling into him as he allowed all of them in, a sharp glint flashed past his eyes as he stood up with his eyes still closed. A smile formed on his face and he felt relaxed, as though as if the shackles chaining him down were released.

Drawing out his Phoenix sword, it glowed with bright scarlet red as burning feathers started to whirl around him like a tornado, only slight traces of him could be seen as he danced within the elagance of his sword.

He had totally immerse himself with the sword, he had cut off all connection with the outside world, he had finally found what he had been desiring for ever since the start Inner peace.

From afar, it was a perfect image and it actually gave off the faint feeling of G.o.dliness, it was as though as it the first Phoenix of history had somehow undergo the legendary ninth rebirth as it made its appearance once again, this time to shake the whole universe and stand above it.

When Nightin opened his eyes, he could feel his body burning with deep flames within, his cultivation even made a breakthrough to the Martial Lord late stage as well, it was one which exceeded perfection as well.

In just terms of spirit energy right now, even a Martial King early stage wouldn't be comparable to him, only a Martial King middle stage would have the qualifications to.

His sword glowed once again as he could feel that his sword had evolved alongside him, the first savior sword in the lower realm or even the upper realm has its time arrived, for its name and achievements to be carved into the historical records.

Within Nightin, the energy Phoenix had left within him was starting to spark to life, but it still lays there motionless and showed no signs of harm, but it still lay there undetected like an a.s.sa.s.sin thinking if it should execute the mission.

Nightin advanced and saw nothing but the projectile of a sword expert standing opposite of him, he had snow white hair and was holding a wooden sword in hand.

"Young master, you've finally arrived." The man clad in a white robe spoke as he dashed forward, his sword aimed towards Nightin's vitals.

Nightin quickly raised his sword to block the wooden sword, only to get knocked backed tens of miles away, by a casual step and a wooden sword.

"Are you this weak? You can't even match a wooden sword with a savior sword?"

To his right and left were two simultaneous attacks from the man, it was actually the clone law, one of the Divine laws as well.

Raising his sword and spinning it in a slash, he stayed at his spot but his blood was tumbling from within. Fatigue a.s.saulted him immediately as he struggled to keep his eyes wide open.

"Come on, are you this weak?"

What Nightin faced after that was an endless onslaught of attacks which made his blood tumble every time. But he could feel that the man was actually helping him to recover after every second strike, or he would already be dead by now.

Thanking the man silently from within his heart, he started to devote his entire mind and effort into the sword battle.

Stab, pierce, charge, slash, parry... Every single sword move was being used again and again.

Nightin himself didn't realise it, but the man facing him did. "If he keeps this up, he'll defeat me within a thousand moves, that's provided his determination doesn't waver halfway."

Nightin was getting faster and faster, only afterimages of swords could be seen in the air, more than four afterimages could even be seen at times, this was something which even Martial Emperors might not achieve, but Nightin was already doing it.

Clang

Clang

Clang

Two swords clashed in the air, sending sparks of flame everytime they hit each other, neither side was willing to back down.

Right at this moment, Nightin gathered all his strength into one swing and caused the man to stumble back, with a quick stab, he got his opponent in the abdomen.

The man smiled as he said "Well done young master, you've done much better than what we expected of you..." As the man drifted off, he left behind a book which had the four words carved on it.

When Nightin flipped the book open, it actually showed him a great amount of information. Starting from all the sword realms and all their unique points...

The sword realms are known as, Sword Master which he has already surpa.s.sed, after that would be the Sword Ancestor realm.

The Sword Ancestor realm wasn't as simple as others know, it was divided into six steps, every step taken would he another power explosion increase. Sword Ancestors are capable of commanding sword energies to kill with just a thought, the sword would just be an external a.s.sistance by then.

When a Sword Ancestor reaches the sixth realm, they would have a chance to challenge the seventh, eighth and even the mystical ninth steps.

At the seventh step, one would awaken the sword eye where their eyes would be capable of sharp observation which defies common sense.

At the eighth step, one would awaken the sword heart, they would fuse as one with the sword path. All swords would feel a close affinity with them and if they truly love their swords, the swords would be able to bring out unimaginable power.

At the ninth step, one would awaken the sword aura, something which shouldn't exist in this world and is rejected by the heavens. The sword aura would allow the cultivator to bring about strength that surpa.s.ses that even of the next sword realm which is...

*Further swords realms to be revealed, probably 100+ chaps later*

After finis.h.i.+ng the digestion of the information, he felt a door appeared in front of him, all he needed right now was to find the key.

When Nightin advanced forward again, the third barrier shattered for him as the next stage appeared.

He could feel that he was in another world as the robotic voice appeared in his mind once again "You'll have to a.s.sist the army defending themselves against the enemy. Rewards will be given out with high survival rate."

When Nightin came back to his senses, he was in a army tent. In front of him were countless soldiers and strategists, he was apparently the Great General of this entire army, he was in charge of the overall defense and every life in this city from now on.

"Strategist Zi Mo!" Nightin called out to one of the strategists, in his mind right now was information and data of every soldier under his command.

"Yes, my general!" The strategist Zi Mo got down on his knees and half kneeled while reporting.

"Give me a report of the invading army!"

"Yes! Our enemies this time are the Savage tribe who have devoured every tribe of the outside world and now aiming for us as food. Their leader is a Martial Emperor and his tribesman are at least a major realm above us on average."

Nightin nodded and kept silent, a heavy atmosphere was forming up in the tent and everyone could feel the seriousness their General had and kept their mouths shut.

After a few moments, their General finally slashed apart the hand grappling their throats and asked "What do y'all think we should do right now?"

All of the soldiers here could hear the general's question and knew that he wasn't asking for advice, but merely wanted to know their thoughts and opinions.

One of the soldiers who thought he was brilliant, stood out and said "Great General, I think that we should retreat immediately, this is definitely a losing battle!"

Nightin kept silent and asked, no expression could be seen on his face as he questioned again "Who here agrees with this soldier, stand out!"

Soon, about seventy percent of the soldiers stood up as they stood next to the soldier, they had all gathered outside the talent with the orders of the General.

Nightin looked at all of them as he shouted "Is this how y'all think cheaply of lives!?"