"Sword Twenty-Two!" Meng Changqing immediately used his current strongest sword move, surpassing Sword Twenty-One.
Simultaneously, he continuously comprehended Sword Twenty-Three in his mind.
Pressure stimulated potential!
A too comfortable environment only leads to complacency and hinders true progress.
The gigantic sword trembled!
Thirty percent of the sword intent merged into the move.
Holding Crimson Sky, Meng Changqing's aura peaked, his sharp force sweeping through the sky!
The terrifying sword light radiated from Crimson Sky, like a great sun, illuminating the ancient darkness.
The approaching Ten Thousand Demon Mountains crumbled instantly!
"This sword move!" Duoming's face turned pale.
He thought the previous move was Meng Changqing's strongest, but this was even stronger! "What Heaven-level sword technique is this? It's almost entirely focused on the spiritual path!" This made it extremely lethal to him, especially with that thirty percent sword intent.
If it were just a prototype, he wouldn't be afraid, but thirty percent greatly amplified the sword's power!
The Ten Thousand Demon Mountains collapsed completely.
"I can't beat this person, I need to call for the ancestor!" Duoming quickly assessed the situation.
He should have fled initially, considering Meng Changqing was a world-defying monster, not a regular genius!
But his pride in his poem being called ordinary held him back.
With this thought, Duoming turned to flee.
But Meng Changqing wouldn't let him escape.
Instantly activating the perfected "Light-Chasing Swift Sword Technique," he transformed into a beam of sword light and swiftly caught up.
"Didn't you want to kill me? Why are you running now?" Meng Changqing taunted while engaging Duoming in close combat.
He continuously unleashed various sword moves.
Under extraordinary comprehension and this environment, his understanding of Sword Twenty-Three deepened, forming a clear outline.
At this rate, he would surely comprehend it!
Thinking this, Meng Changqing's eyes shone brightly, and his sword moves became faster and more ferocious.
Luckily, he chose extraordinary comprehension back then, or it would be nearly impossible to comprehend this with just superior comprehension.
"You!" Duoming glared angrily but felt extremely aggrieved.
As a peak Level 5 demon, he had never been oppressed by a mere human warrior!
What hurt him most was that Meng Changqing had the power to kill him but kept pressing without killing, as if sharpening his sword!
"Put in some effort! Don't just defend, show me the true power of the demon race! If you keep this up, I'll truly believe you have no right to recite poetry!" Meng Changqing said.
"Die!" Duoming was utterly enraged, as if his reverse scale had been touched.
Since he couldn't escape, he might as well fight!
"Eyes of Perdition: Demonic God's Heavenly Eye: Destruction Demonic Light!" Duoming's possessed body exploded.
His flesh was absorbed by his spiritual consciousness, leaving only a gigantic blood-red eye floating mid-air.
The terrifying spiritual pressure spread, creating ripples!
This was Duoming's ultimate power!
Without reaching Level 6, it couldn't be used lightly due to severe side effects.
But now, he had no choice!
Under this immense spiritual pressure, Meng Changqing was ecstatic because his understanding of Sword Twenty-Three was becoming clearer and his comprehension speed surged!
Finally, at a certain moment, a shattering sound seemed to echo in the void.
Sword Twenty-Three was fully comprehended!
The "Emperor Sword Sutra: Great Evolution Twenty-Three Swords" reached perfection, surpassing the Spirit Peak Master!
"Thank you, otherwise I might have had to use a Comprehension Card in the future to progress quickly. As a thank you, I'll let you die quickly." Meng Changqing's demeanor changed.
All his aura converged within, appearing calm but exuding a pre-storm tension, like an ancient divine sword about to unsheathe.
"Incomprehensible, die!" Duoming couldn't understand Meng Changqing's words, like "Comprehension Card."
Ignoring it, his blood-red eye trembled, and boundless black demonic light swept over like an apocalyptic flood, erasing everything.
Even the void seemed to corrode!
"Crimson Sky, you'll sword technique." Meng Changqing smiled.
Understanding the sword's power, he knew it was terrifying.
Crimson Sky resonated with a loud sword cry.
"Sword… Twenty-Three!" A steady voice echoed.
The world shook! Wind and clouds, yellow sand, the sky, and the earth—all became swords, filled with surging sword intent!
Everything in the universe seemed to merge into the most unparalleled sword!
Crimson Sky cut horizontally.
The dazzling sword light cut through the demonic light and the blood-red eye.
Everything shattered instantly.
The demonic light dissipated, and the blood-red eye disintegrated, unstoppable and inevitable, like fate!
"This… one sword…" Duoming's consciousness faded, eyes filled with shock and awe.
In his demon life, he had never seen such a powerful sword move.
Was this humanly possible?
Maybe only the ancestor could resist, and even then, not easily.
"Truly… a monster…" With this thought, Duoming's consciousness plunged into darkness.
Meng Changqing sheathed his sword, standing in the void.
The wind blew, his black hair fluttering wildly.
At this moment, his entire being exuded intense sword intent, like an unparalleled sword master, awe-inspiring!
The surrounding void trembled.
Without hesitation, Meng Changqing raised his right hand, summoning dense black iron chains to bind Duoming's spiritual consciousness and began refining it.
A demon's spirit would dissipate quickly after death, so there was no time to waste.
After a dozen breaths, a deep black demonic energy appeared before Meng Changqing.
This quality far surpassed the previous ones.
Absorbing it would greatly enhance his cultivation!