The meridians were separated into the primary and secondary. Before unlocking the Profound Martial Channel, a cultivator would only have eight primary meridians. On the other hand, there were countless secondary meridians, and it was impossible to clear up all of it in one’s lifetime.
All martial techniques came with a mantra, and the circulation would be different for each one. By using the physique’s origin energy, it would change into new energy.
The Iris Sword Sutra’s mantra was cryptic and challenging to comprehend. If Lin Yun’s comprehension were poor and made the wrong insight, he would have to pay a considerable price for it.
In severe cases, he might even experience his meridians snapped and ran amok. But fortunately, the first six stages wouldn’t be a problem for Lin Yun with his comprehension.
All it took was for Lin Yun to chant the mantra several times in his heart to comprehend it fully.
As Lin Yun circulated his spiritual energy through his body based on what he comprehended from the Iris Sword Sutra, his spiritual energy began to course through his primary and secondary meridians in a complicated cycle.
Many secondary meridians unlocked, and he would have to clear them up with his spiritual energy. It didn’t take long for the two mid-grade spiritual stones in his hand to be completely drained.
Throwing it away, Lin Yun took out another two mid-grade spiritual stones and continued his cultivation. The speed that the Iris Sword Sutra was exhausted through his spiritual stones was unprecedented.
In just an hour, he had already drained over ten mid-grade spiritual stones. He was shrouded in a violet mist, and the Iris Sword Sutra was flowing through his veins like a stream. But at the same time, Lin Yun was also drenched in his sweat.
In the blink of an eye, ten days had passed. Lin Yun had exhausted over ten thousand mid-grade spiritual stones, hundreds of Xiantian pellets, and even half of the solidified spiritual essence remaining. But even so, he was barely able to reach the Iris Sword Sutra’s first stage.
The golden cyclone that was covered in flames had transformed into the shape of an Iris Flower. Although it had only taken the outline of an Iris Flower, it was already terrifying.
Over the ten days, Lin Yun had attempted the Iris Sword Sutra 306 times. But after every single time, the Iris Flower would shatter, and he couldn’t manifest it.
Lin Yun opened his eyes a long time later. Invisible energy left his hands and hacked down on the wall a hundred meters away.
Boom!
Chips of rock flew, revealing a long mark on the wall that went half an inch deep.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lin Yun unleashed more of his energy, and every strand would leave a mark on the wall. In just a brief moment, the wall was covered in hundreds of crevices intertwining together.
“Just the first stage allows me to blast my energy out a hundred meters, and each strand was as sharp as swords.” Lin Yun was shocked by the Iris Sword Sutra’s power.
He had to rely on his spiritual energy to shatter rocks a hundred meters away in the past. If he included the tough and soft energy concept, he could reduce stones into dust.
But it wasn’t refined enough compared to his energy now. While inheriting the ferocity of his Xiantian Pure Yang Art, the Iris Sword Sutra was more penetrative and refined.
Lin Yun's eyes glowed with excitement; he wanted to test the Iris Sword Sutra’s limits. He threw his punch out on the platform.
Boom!
The platform exploded, with cracks spreading out in the form of cobwebs—the cracks intertwined, which looked like the outline of an Iris Flower. But shortly after, the cracks mended by itself perfectly.
“Even if I don’t use that sword gleam from my Martial Soul, the sword energy in my fist is already terrifying. So much so that I can even cause damages on this platform. If my fist is directed at a cultivator instead…”
A cold flash flickered through Lin Yun’s eyes. His iris spiritual energy was now comparable to Mei Zihua’s Golden Flame Art. Back then, he was troubled because the complete mastery of his Xiantian Pure Yang Art couldn’t suppress the third stage of Mei Zihua’s Golden Flame Art.
If Lin Yun fought with Mei Zihua now, he was confident that he could suppress the latter without using the tough and soft concept.
But the Iris Sword Sutra’s exhaustion is terrifying. Even after exhausting all the resources I have, I barely made it into the first stage. Lin Yun muttered inwardly. The stronger the cultivation technique, the stronger the exhaustion. But the resources needed to cultivate the Iris Sword Sutra was simply shocking!
Lin Yun shook his head, tossing all the thoughts to the back of his mind. Despite feeling satisfied, Lin Yun still felt a little pity. He had the cultivation technique, but he did not have any compatible martial technique to go along. The Thunderclap Sword Art wasn’t compatible with the Iris Sword Sutra.
“Wait…I still have that jade strip.” An idea rose in Lin Yun’s heart. He took out the jade strip with the Divine Flicking Sword recorded on it. He muttered to himself, “I should be able to look at it with my current strength now…”
When he placed the jade strip on his forehead, massive information gushed into his mind once more.
“Secret Art—Divine Flicking Sword. Extremely powerful, exhibiting destructive prowess with a finger flick. It’s extremely taxing on the body, and it’s inadvisable for those without a powerful physique to learn it…”
He was able to read the massive wave of information upon reaching the first stage in his Iris Sword Sutra. The Divine Flicking Sword required a powerful physique, and his Thunderblitz Battle Physique could be considered one, right?
Lin Yun carried on reading, “The Divine Flicking Sword has a total of five stages. The First Stage—Flashing Aura, Flicking Fingers; the Second Stage—Graceful Moment, Absolute Hit; the Third Stage—Heart Connection, Spiritual Sword; the Fourth Stage—Pinnacle Finger, Great Disaster; the Fifth Stage—Fingers Flick, Descending Stars…do not try to cultivate without strong comprehension, or you would be embarrassing my name, the Iris Sword Saint.”
Lin Yun smiled at the last sentence. He never expected that the Divine Flicking Sword was also something left by the Iris Sword Saint. He could imagine that the Iris Sword Saint was prideful when he was alive, and most people in the world were probably stupid in his eyes.
Since it was a secret art, then it must have a harsh requirement on comprehension. If anyone could cultivate it, then it wouldn’t be a secret art.
“Please forgive me, Senior. I will try tackling it today.” Lin Yun muttered and began comprehending the jade strip, even if the Iris Sword Saint couldn’t hear him.
The jade strip was stuck to his heart for over three hours before Lin Yun slowly opened his eyes. Keeping the jade strip, Lin Yun stuck his thumb and middle finger together.
When he flicked his finger, a sword flash shot out, piercing through the air and reverberated out in the surrounding.
Whoosh!
That sword flash left a deep mark on the wall, which stretched to a thousand meters away.
Rustle! Rustle! Rustle!
As rocks fell from the wall, they poured down like an avalanche. When Lin Yun looked at the power, he was shocked, “I’m afraid that not even an ordinary seventh orifice cultivator can accomplish this feat.”
Perhaps a seventh orifice cultivator could unleash an attack more powerful than this, but it wasn’t easy for them to release an attack comparable to this by flicking his finger.
“How unbelievable. Just a single flick can release such destructive prowess.”
Most importantly, this was his first time executing it, and the first stage couldn’t even be considered lesser mastery.
Time to leave now! Lin Yun raised his head with his expression gradually turning grave. His skin started to permeate a magnate radiance, and his body transformed into dazzling jade.
Lin Yun had tasted how terrifying the demonic miasma was, so he did not dare to be careless and triggered the Thunderblitz Battle Physique.
Using all his force, Lin Yun jumped into the sky and grabbed onto a rock piece before he began to climb. Not long later, Lin Yun finally reached the bottom of the black hole, and the demonic miasma started enveloping him.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The demonic miasma began to start eating into Lin Yun’s body. But fortunately, the demonic miasma here wasn’t too terrifying, so Lin Yun could easily withstand it.
Two hours later, when demonic miasma became dense, the pain started overwhelming Lin Yun’s mind. Swept by an indescribable pain, Lin Yun suffered a great ordeal.
However, when the demonic miasma began to pound on Lin Yun’s consciousness, they were torn apart by the Iris Flower and spiritual energy within his body. But even so, the impact of the demonic miasma grew stronger against his body, leaving a few sinister wounds on his face.
His body was being sliced by the eerie blades constantly, testing his willpower. His body was like an unpolished jade being carved once more.
The violet glow on his skin grew denser, while the Fiery Demon Physique’s redness gradually decreased. The Thunderblitz Battle Physique was ultimately a body refinement technique that focuses on the thunder element.
Senior Iris did not lie to me. Lin Yun’s eyes flashed with willpower, gnashing his teeth and continued climbing up. At the same time, his physique was undergoing this hellish tempering, growing stronger at a terrifying speed.
Boom!
When he jumped and landed on the Sword Grave, his physique was resplendent. His body looked like an exceptional purple jade, basking in lightning flickers. His body was no longer magenta, but violet. This was the last stage missing from Wan Clan’s Thunderblitz Battle Physique, and the hellish experience had finally perfected his physique.
When he looked out, the Sword Grave was empty. The Golden Flame Sect and Blood Cloud Sect’s parties had long left. Evidently, they had considered him dead.
Lin Yun did not stay for long and headed to the exit, following his memory. Not long later, a starry gate appeared in his sight. He let out a long breath of relief; he was finally able to leave this place.
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
But suddenly, the Sword Grave collapsed, and the ancient swords shattered into pieces, drifting in the air along with the wind. The Iris Sword Saint must’ve sacrificed himself to destroy the ten demonic corpses. So the secret realm had started to collapse.
