Since when Tai Yi's inner force started to circulate, the other mental cultivation methods would automatically be devoured and converted, then this was obviously a change in qi. It was the effect of the Danzhong character in the middle dantian.
Now, things were getting interesting.
He had captured the sword intent of a Sword Saint and brought it into his upper dantian. What about now?
Qi could be devoured directly, so could gods be eaten directly?
He began to try.
The black aura condensed once more and rushed toward Ge Nia with a wave of his hand, enveloping him within.
But Yin Ze discovered that this did not seem to have any effect.
"What happened? Is it ineffective?" Yin Ze was puzzled.
He took a closer look and found that the Sword Saint was still swinging his sword under the black fog. Moreover, his movements were exactly the same.
Looking at his face more carefully, he realized that it was indeed Ge Nia's face, but his features were a little blurry.
And the human figure was expressionless, as if he didn't see the black fog or Yin Ze at all.
To put it bluntly, it was like he did not have any consciousness.
"Because this is just a strand of will, and it is attached to a dead object, so is it actually absorbed when I bring it into my upper dantian?”
Yin Ze understood.
"Looks like I have to absorb it myself.”
He walked to the side of the figure and began to look at the sword carefully.
Repeating the same action, each time bringing about the same effect, and Yin Ze carefully watched that figure swing the sword, from the fingers to the muscles, every single difference was clearly seen by him.
However, after a long time, he did not gain much. He only had a little understanding of the moves.
It seemed that if he were to watch this move from the side, he did not know when he would understand.
Left with no choice, Yin Ze directly appeared below the sword light and then stared fixedly at it.
This was not easy. It was like putting oneself under the dog-headed chopper despite knowing the danger. That was waiting to experience the pleasure of death.
Yin Ze flew with great effort before completely suppressing his almost instinctive dodging reaction. Then he watched as this sword light appeared again and again, watching as the sword intent spread out bit by bit before disappearing.
This time, the harvest was greater than the previous method.
Yin Ze had practically seen through the vast majority of the profoundness contained within this sword, and even faintly felt that if he had swung it out with all his might while he was awake, perhaps a new effect would have appeared.
He had already seen through the Sword Saint's sword path, and what he had gained was an experience that was unique.
But this was not enough.
Yin Ze knew that this time it was the same as the previous time, only obtaining bits and pieces of this sword.
He still hadn't obtained the truly precious thing.
He was helpless against the sword intent.
"There's no other way." Yin Ze sighed.
Immediately after, his soul truly appeared under the sword shadow.
Whoosh!
This time, it was as if he could hear the sound of a sword being swung.
His eyes widened as he stared fixedly at this sword. From when it was swung out to when it was completely formed, then to when sword qi and sword intent lingered around, finally directly slashing at Yin Ze himself.
If he couldn't get the sword intent by watching, he would get closer.
If there was no way to get closer, then he would get closer.
If he still couldn't see through it, he would have to experience it himself.
Yin Ze was also ruthless enough towards himself.
A sword with sword intent could injure the divine soul. After he was hit, he would really be injured by that sword.
Even if Ge Nia's sword intent hadn't been intended to kill, it would have been hard to say if he had used his soul to receive it.
But Yin Ze had his own confidence after all. Furthermore, it was currently in his upper dantian, so he was not afraid of this little bit of damage.
Since he couldn't kill him in an instant, he would instantly disappear after taking a strike. After recovering, he would take another strike.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
He swung his sword in a monotonous manner.
At this moment, Yin Ze was already standing firmly under the sword, each time seriously watching the appearance and disappearance of that sword.
His soul had been hit countless times, but it did not seem to be a problem. He did not even feel that there would be any irreversible damage.
After all, the difference between him and the Sword Saint was about the same as the difference between the early stage of the Connate Realm and the late stage of the Connate Realm. Even if his willpower and sword intent could not be compared, it was not to the extent that he could not even withstand a casual sword strike.
From the beginning until now, more than a thousand swords had already passed.
The pain was truly felt, and the feeling of weakness from overexertion also gradually appeared, so much so that Yin Ze's figure at the upper dantian also appeared somewhat dim, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
After being slashed more than a thousand times, the sword intent had already begun to change.
As Yin Ze became more and more focused, the figure wielding the sword began to become illusory. From the initial indistinct facial features, it became indistinct for the head, and then the body.
By now, the last trace of the figure had disappeared, leaving only a sword that was still repeating the process.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
The light in Yin Ze's eyes brightened to the extreme.
Finally, the sword showed signs of collapse, and in the next moment, it dispersed into a wooden sword that looked like it was only a half-finished product.
And Yin Ze also waved his hand at this moment, a black sword swiftly taking shape.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
This time, the two swords swung out at the same time.
In the time it took to flick his finger, the sword aura attached to it looked extremely sharp.
The second flick of the sword caused a vague fluctuation that seemed both real and illusory to appear. The sword and the spirit resonated, and a sword will was born.
Clang!
Kacha!
The two weapons collided, and there was no stalemate. The black sword easily cut through the wooden sword.
Threads of sword essence swiftly fused into the darkness of this space, feeding Yin Ze himself and becoming the first sword essence he devoured.
Furthermore, this was part of Sword Saint Ge Nia's sword intent.
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