Chapter 260: This Is My Buddhist Teaching

Soul Sword! Formless Sword.

Three Hidden Order Clan lives didn't even have time to analyze Lin Chuan's sword technique before the terrifying Sword Intent shattered their bodies.

"Continue."

The soul returns to the body, the sword lands at his feet, and Lin Chuan, without any pause, journeys onward again.

…

At the highest Yun Tai.

The protectors fell into a daze.

"Is he perhaps a bit too proficient?"

"He even knows how to strike three shadow Hidden Order Clan lives simultaneously, ending the fight swiftly; he must have combat experience."

"He looks just like a reincarnated Great Power!"

"But he's also too flamboyant; he doesn't seem to want to hide anything."

"Clearly he knows the battles within the small world are reflected by the Sphere of All Beings onto the Spatial Cloud Mirror, everyone watches, yet he remains unrestrained."

"He has confidence."

Intense curiosity surged within the protectors' hearts.

While others fought in the genius clash, Lin Chuan seemed to have turned this small world into a hunt for shadow lives.

Within the small world, time passed.

Through Lin Chuan's relentless slaughter, he successively encountered shadow lives of Nine Ancient God Clans' forms, as well as some shadow lives he had never seen before.

Along the way, some genius cultivators naturally blocked the path, and he casually eliminated them.

The spirit artifact continuously signaled the decreasing number of people.

From an original thousand units to five hundred, in less than a month, half of the geniuses were eliminated.

In the small world, one cannot merely survive.

According to the rules, the spirit artifact continuously opens new Spatial Rift, releasing shadow lives into it, actively hunting geniuses from all paths.

Lin Chuan discovered some patterns.

The more peripheral the area, the denser the Spatial Rift openings.

"It seems they want to force the geniuses toward the central zone to collide and clash."

In terms of combat skills, the richness of Divine Skill Techniques, and the internal strife among the various clans' geniuses, it is far more exciting than hunting shadow lives.

Lin Chuan, however, was not in a hurry to go to the central zone.

He remained stuck at the edge.

For him, this was a good opportunity for honing.

The pressure those geniuses gave him was clearly less than that of hordes of frantic shadow lives.

"Look!"

"Who is that person? Is he crazy?"

As the battle's commotion grew, many cultivators fleeing to the central zone saw Lin Chuan wandering in the peripheral zone.

"I see shadow lives panic, fighting them feels suffocating, yet he is so bold?"

The Dao hearts of the genius cultivators who witnessed this were struck.

If he were placed before that dark tide, his fighting spirit would likely collapse; even watching from afar would make one's legs weaken.

"Is he that..."

"Lin Chuan!"

The geniuses hidden throughout the small world, some guessed Lin Chuan's identity.

"What kind of monster is he?"

"With such performance, even seed geniuses of super forces would find it hard to match."

A thread of despair rose in the geniuses' hearts.

Without even clashing, they already seemed utterly defeated.

The gap between geniuses is larger than that between humans and dogs.

On a certain mountaintop.

A bald man clad in a kasaya muttered, "My Fozu, you're truly useless! How did I end up meeting this unlucky Deity?"

In his anger, he slapped the skull ornament off his meditation staff, "Looks like it's time for Tribulation Crossing."

It's all because Fozu didn't protect!

To show his displeasure with Fozu, he decided that after going out today he would find a brothel to break precepts.

He would break them for forty‑nine consecutive days.

"Not the poor monk's fault; it's Fozu's uselessness."

After reciting a greeting to the eighteenth generation of Fozu, the Three-Burial Monk's gaze turned to the distance, eyes flashing fiercely.

"Looks like we need to clear the field quickly."

"If we keep fewer than ten cultivators on the field, even if I'm eliminated by that guy, I can still secure a spot for the next round."

The Three-Burial Monk, clear‑minded, acted immediately.

…

Peripheral zone.

Lin Chuan gradually felt fatigue amid the relentless hunting.

"The intensity keeps rising."

Even he began to find it arduous.

After all, he is only the legendary First Realm, and among the shadow lives, thirty percent have already reached the same realm as him.

Supported by such a massive number, thirty percent is already a terrifying figure.

"Just a little short!"

"Should be able to breakthrough."

The insights gained from dream cultivation can only be continuously honed in high‑intensity real battles, turning them into his own.

As for the shackles of the realm, they simply do not exist for Lin Chuan.

"Kill!"

As long as the strength of his body and spirit‑consciousness can keep rising, his realm's growth will not cease, at least before the Immortal Realm.

…

In front of the Cloud Mirror.

The five women stared unblinkingly at the scene reflected in the Cloud Mirror.

"It truly is a shadow life fashioned by the Black Mist."

"It is being controlled by the Sphere of All Beings, used to temper these geniuses."

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's expression grew solemn.

Having faced the terror of the Black Mist, she cannot help but worry that if this method gets out of control, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Too dangerous."

Mo Sangyu frowned, "If the Black Mist mutates and can, by some means, control the shadow lives within the Sphere of All Beings, it will become a disaster for this world."

"Indeed!"

Tu Shan Jiao Jiao nodded, "After all, the Sphere of All Beings is an ownerless Immortal Weapon, and so much time has passed; if it is damaged or destroyed, the Black Mist might indeed affect the world."

Unfortunately, they do not know what actually happened after the ancient war.

In what state does the Black Mist exist now?

Given their current status and strength, it is also difficult for them to access such secrets.

At that moment, the ever‑silent Yun Zhi Yi said, "I know someone who might be able to help us."

"Who?"

The other women all looked at Yun Zhi Yi.

"Do you remember whether you still recall that the Nine Immortals who controlled the Heavenly Dao Divine Office fell after the Black Mist War, and the first Immortal who succeeded you in taking over the front line?"

The scene of that time, Yun Zhi Yi could perceive through the memories brought by CloudHeart.

"You mean that Blind Sword Immortal?"

Mo Sangyu and Tu Shan Jiao Jiao's memories were vivid.

The Nine Immortals who oversaw the Heavenly Dao Divine Office all entered the Immortal Realm with the aid of Heavenly Dao's power, and their strength was not considered great among the Immortals.

The Blind Sword Immortal was different; he attained Immortality through the Sword Path.

Although he also leveraged the world's great trends, in terms of power he was unquestionably stronger than the Nine Immortals who oversaw the Heavenly Dao Divine Office.

Otherwise he could not, with a single sword, single‑handedly shoulder the ancient responsibility of confronting the Black Mist.

"Yun Baobao! Do you know the Blind Sword Immortal?"

"I don't know for sure; one must truly see him to know."

Yun Zhi Yi could not be certain and explained, "In this life I grew up in Qingyu Fu Di, one of the seventy‑two Blessed Lands of Dao Tian Zhou.

A Chuan in this life once crossed paths with a Blind Swordsman, who was his life‑and‑death close friend in that life; judging by his appearance and demeanor, it is highly possible that he is that Blind Sword Immortal."