The formation of the Sword Dao domain gave Meng Changqing an incredibly strong trump card.
Even if he ventured into the unfamiliar ancient lands, he felt much more at ease.
It was important to note that in ancient lands, the Void Mirror couldn't be used, so there was no way to summon the sect master for help.
Everything had to rely on himself.
"The powerhouses from the three regions, especially the Northern Plains, are said to be the strongest of the four regions."
Meng Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly.
The Wild Sea was a secret realm, not some competition, so apart from cultivation level, there were no other restrictions.
Thus, those who could enter weren't just contemporary prodigies, past generations might also join!
These individuals were stuck at the Life and Death Realm, unable to advance further.
So what did they focus on?
They trained martial arts techniques and enhanced their true intent!
Any world-shaking prodigy possessed unparalleled insight.
Before the age of thirty-five, it was indeed difficult to reach a high level of true intent, because they still had to focus on improving their cultivation.
But now that they're stuck due to the lack of divine treasures, they could focus entirely on elevating their true intent!
Give them ten or even dozens of years, raising their true intent to seven or eight-tenths, or even higher, didn't seem so hard.
"Tenfolds, so what?" Meng Changqing's lips curled into a smile.
His body and mind relaxed.
After resting for a while, Meng Changqing took out a manual — it was the Divine Fist of Truth!
If his fist intent reached tenfolds, then the domain he would form would be the Fist Dao domain, allowing him to use the Divine Fist of Truth.
Unfortunately, his fist intent was only at threefolds right now, far too insufficient.
Thus, he could only form the Sword Dao Domain.
At present, the sword techniques he possessed couldn't utilize the power of the domain, not even Sword Twenty Four.
"If I don't have one, then I'll create one!" That was Meng Changqing's current thought.
As they say, all paths lead to the same destination!
He could completely learn the Divine Fist of Truth, then use it as a foundation to absorb its essence and create the Divine Sword of Truth!
It would be called — Sword Twenty Five!
Sadly, he didn't have any attribute-gathering cards left, otherwise, he could pluck some more benefits from the sect master.
But no matter, he still had three Heaven-grade martial skill mastery cards!
He could practice and comprehend on his own, getting through the earlier, simpler stages, and only using the cards at the final phase.
That would be more economical.
And with his insight, along with his unity with heaven, he was confident that a mere Heaven-grade low-level technique could be mastered in a short time!
Without wasting any time, Meng Changqing began practicing the Divine Fist of Truth.
Interestingly enough, this was the first time he had ever practiced a martial skill from scratch.
Previously, with the Sacred Spirit Slaughter Sword Technique, he had only worked on the final stages.
One month later, inside the cultivation hall,Meng Changqing suddenly opened his eyes and threw a punch.
The punch carried a vast, profound meaning, as if it could touch the fundamental essence of the world!
"Mastered!" A look of joy appeared on Meng Changqing's face.
This matched his expectations.
"System, use a Heaven-grade martial skill mastery card!" Without hesitation, Meng Changqing silently recited.
[Consumed one Heaven-grade martial skill proficiency card!]
[The Divine Fist of Truth has been elevated to Perfection.]
As soon as the voice fell, a flood of comprehension surged through his mind.
To be honest, although this fist technique was classified as a Heaven-grade low-level technique, its depth and complexity far surpassed others of the same rank.
It was likely because it involved the rules of the world.
After a short while, the enhancement was complete.
Meng Changqing's face showed satisfaction.
The perfected Divine Fist of Truth gave him a deeper understanding of how to use the power of the domain.
At the same time, his mind was working rapidly.
Just like when he created Sword Twenty Four, he first envisioned the concept, then began to shape and refine it.
Before long, he had a basic framework.
He would then gradually add details and perfect it.
"Give me one more month, and I should be able to create it." Meng Changqing nodded slightly.
Having gone through the experience of creating Sword Twenty Four and with the Divine Fist of Truth as a model, Meng Changqing had full confidence.
However, just as he was about to dive back into cultivation, the token at his waist suddenly trembled.
It was a message from the Grand Elder.
Meng Changqing picked it up.
A voice came through, "Changqing, it's time to depart, and yes, we'll be traveling by foot again."
Upon hearing this, Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow.
Had time passed so quickly?
It's already time to set off.
Shaking his head with a smile, Meng Changqing thought to himself, "Time truly flies when you're cultivating."
He then straightened his clothes a bit, grabbed his sword, and walked out of the hall.
He could still contemplate his insights while traveling. It wouldn't hinder him much.
At the main hall of the sect, a large group of people was already waiting.
Many high-ranking members of the sect were present, along with numerous unfamiliar faces —
all at the peak of the Life and Death Realm, though Meng Changqing had never seen them before.
But there was one person Meng Changqing recognized clearly: the elder in charge of the library, Yun Bujue!
He was also Meng Changqing's senior brother.
It was said that Senior Brother Yun held quite a high rank, being the third senior brother, only below the Grand Elder.
Instinctively, Meng Changqing activated his Observation Eye.
He saw that Yun Bujue's cultivation was still at the peak of the Life and Death Realm!
"His true cultivation is only at the peak of the Life and Death Realm?" Meng Changqing was surprised.
Moreover, another question lingered in his mind.
Despite the fact that all the other senior brothers and sisters had at least second-grade root bones, Yun Buju only had third-grade root bone.
With this, he shouldn't have been able to make it into the top eighteen of the Tai Xuan Sect.
However, compared to before, his skill column now had many more entries.
"Senior brothers and sisters," Meng Changqing greeted them one by one, "and Senior Brother Yun."
"Hahaha, you little rascal, I knew I wasn't wrong about you back then," Yun Buju laughed heartily.
"I was only in seclusion for a short while to heal, and you went off to the Southern Region and came back as the champion!"
"Senior Brother Yun, you're too kind. How is your injury?" Meng Changqing asked.
He still remembered that the sect master once told him that Yun Bujue had ventured into another dangerous secret realm to gather Life and Death Grass for him and was injured as a result.
"Just a minor injury, I've long since recovered," Yun Bujue waved his hand, then clicked his tongue in amazement. "Your cultivation speed is truly astonishing— you've already reached the limit of the Life and Death Realm!"