Chapter 905: The Second Style of the Overbearing Blade

The Sword Cultivator Elder had already departed. His appearance was likely just to see the God-Slaying Sword with his own eyes.

Lu Ye's mood, however, remained unsettled for a long time.

Compared to the elder's revelation that the God-Slaying Sword was not a single-use treasure, Lu Ye was more concerned about the mention of his Senior Brother!

Lu Ye didn't know much about the Senior Brother he had never met, but he knew that this Senior Brother was truly exceptionally talented, a supreme figure rarely seen in generations.

Back then, the Crimson Blood Sect had risen because of him, and also fallen because of him. The lingering poison from decades ago still resonated.

Senior Brother once possessed the God-Slaying Sword!

In other words, the person who entered the War Merit Palace before him was indeed Senior Brother.

Lu Ye had actually had some suspicions about this, because the two Flood Dragons had mentioned during his first visit to the War Merit Palace that no one had entered it for decades.

Looking back decades, who could be more astonishing than Senior Brother? Besides him, who else would have been qualified to enter the War Merit Palace?

Decades ago, the God-Slaying Sword was in Senior Brother's hands. Decades later, it was in his own hands. This was why the Sword Cultivator Elder had the misconception that the item belonged to the Crimson Blood Sect, believing it had been passed down to him by the Sect Master, thousands of years after Senior Brother's death!

Naturally, Lu Ye wouldn't explain this misunderstanding. But... what did it mean that the item wasn't a single-use treasure? The spiritual light within the God-Slaying Sword had already been activated; currently, it was just an item made of special material, and Lu Ye had originally intended to use it as a defensive artifact.

However, the Sword Cultivator Elder's words made Lu Ye consider a possibility. Being in another sect, it was inconvenient to verify, so he temporarily set the item aside.

King Gengwu and the others would likely need several more days to recover. Since the current environment wasn't suitable for cultivation, and it was also inconvenient to activate the Talent Tree to absorb the Fire Spirit Root, Lu Ye simply closed his eyes, focused his mind, and imprinted on the Draconic Ascent's origin.

In the endless sea of stars, he sought out the brightest light points, following the peak cultivators of the Draconic Ascent Realm from various periods to experience their magnificent lives.

For some reason, this time, Lu Ye felt that imprinting on the Draconic Ascent's origin was slightly different from before...

Yet, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was different. But soon, a huge surprise landed on him.

Because this time, the imprint target he selected was a blade-wielding soldier cultivator!

Lu Ye was moved to tears... it wasn't easy.

Since acquiring the fragmented origin of the Draconic Ascent Realm and gaining the ability to imprint, he had imprinted on the origins of at least eighty, if not a hundred, cultivators of various factions. Several sword cultivators had appeared, as it was common for supreme experts to emerge among them, making their lingering origin lights brighter and easier for Lu Ye to select.

Imprinting on so many origins and witnessing the cultivation of numerous powerful figures from different eras and factions had resulted in Lu Ye now possessing strengths in various disciplines.

When he transformed into Niu Meng to use spells, even Ying Wuji, who had spent time with him, couldn't spot any flaws.

When the Mountain Breaker Blade was upgraded, and he used a spear against Feng Rulie, Feng Rulie was beaten to the point of questioning his existence.

Yet, he had never encountered a single blade-wielding soldier cultivator until now. This had almost become an obsession for Lu Ye.

Finally, today, his perseverance paid off, and his wish was granted!

He quickly immersed his mind, as if possessing the body of this blade-wielding soldier cultivator, following their cultivation and growth...

Time flowed on.

When Lu Ye opened his eyes, a sharp glint shone within them, clearly indicating significant gains.

The imprint target chosen this time had also reached the peak of the Divine Sea Realm. Their lifelong cultivation was an incredibly rare treasure for Lu Ye. The only slight imperfection was that this expert's path was somewhat different from Lu Ye's; Lu Ye's personality was more suited to the domineering and wild blade techniques like the Overlord Blade Art, whereas this Draconic Ascent Realm expert's blade technique leaned more towards agility...

However, as the saying goes, "a stone from another mountain can polish jade." Having cultivated all this time, Lu Ye had his own persistence and style, so he wouldn't be easily influenced by others. Borrowing others' cultivation experience to strengthen his own foundation was the true path.

"How much time has passed?" Lu Ye asked.

Each time he imprinted on the Draconic Ascent Realm's origin, he would record the time, because as his cultivation improved and his spiritual consciousness grew stronger, the time required was gradually decreasing.

Initially, it took Lu Ye two or three days to imprint on an origin, but the last time it only took less than a day.

This was growth.

"Two hours," Yiyi, hidden within Amber's body, quietly replied. Lu Ye was slightly startled, then overjoyed.

So, this was the source of his strange feeling!

He had felt a strange sensation just now, thinking that his imprinting on the Draconic Ascent Realm's origin today was somewhat different from before, but he couldn't pinpoint how.

Only now did he confirm one thing.

The time he spent imprinting on an origin had significantly reduced. This shouldn't be solely due to his promotion to the True Lake Realm; the main reason was the birth of his divine sense.

Imprinting on origins consumed the power of the spiritual consciousness. Now that he had nurtured a soul body and given birth to a divine sense, his efficiency had naturally increased significantly. Perhaps one day, he could reach a state where a single thought would allow the lingering origins of those powerful figures to be imprinted on his mind. When that time came, he could imprint on the Draconic Ascent Realm's origin anytime, anywhere, rapidly absorbing its nourishment, combining the strengths of many, and refining the essence.

With the numerous insights from the blade master imprinting on his mind, Lu Ye rose to his feet, moved to an open space, drew the long blade from his waist, and began to wield it freely.

Instantly, spiritual power surged, and blade light flickered.

This imprinting session led to another significant breakthrough in his blade techniques. Although his cultivation hadn't increased at all, his combat methods had improved considerably.

Suddenly, Lu Ye's wildly dancing figure froze, and his long blade slashed forward with an unparalleled, domineering stance.

In that instant, Lu Ye felt as if he were in the endless starry sky, with a crescent moon hanging high behind him. From that crescent moon, countless crescent-shaped blade lights descended like a deluge.

The continuous whistling of air filled his ears as those crescent-shaped blade lights contained astonishing destructive power, carving massive gullies into the surrounding earth and even shaking the entire spirit peak.

Overlord Blade Art, Second Form: Crescent Moon!

The inheritance of the Overlord Blade Art was hidden within an inconspicuous black stone; by immersing one's mind into it, its true essence could be obtained.

When Lu Ye received the inheritance, he had already comprehended the first form, 'Myriad Stars.' At that time, he was only at the sixth level of the Cloud River Realm. Over such a long period, he had already mastered this first form. In his leisure time, he had also tried to comprehend the second form of the Overlord Blade Art, but with little success.

It was only today, by imprinting on the life of the blade master within the Draconic Ascent Realm's origin and absorbing the essence and philosophy of their many blade techniques, that Lu Ye finally fully unleashed this second form!

Compared to the first form, 'Myriad Stars,' the second form, 'Crescent Moon,' undoubtedly possessed far greater destructive power, and this strike seemed suitable for fighting multiple opponents.

However, the consumption was also greater. After unleashing this strike, Lu Ye's arms felt slightly sore, and his vital energy churned within his chest and abdomen.

It was important to note that he was now in the True Lake Realm, yet a single strike consumed so much. It now seemed that his inability to comprehend the second form in the Cloud River Realm wasn't due to insufficient comprehension, but insufficient cultivation.

Now that he was in the True Lake Realm, everything naturally fell into place.

With the first form named after 'stars' and the second after 'moon,' Lu Ye likely understood what the third form would be called; it would undoubtedly be named after the 'sun.'

However, he didn't try to comprehend the third form. Through this experience, Lu Ye understood one thing: if his cultivation was insufficient, comprehending it wouldn't be very useful. It would be better to imprint on the origins of other powerful figures from the Draconic Ascent Realm; with good luck, he might encounter another blade master.

The huge commotion from his location immediately startled King Gengwu and the others who were recovering in various rooms of the courtyard.

Sounds of air tearing through the air emanated, and figures appeared.

They turned their heads and saw that it wasn't an enemy attack, but Lu Ye practicing his blade techniques.

Looking at the mess around them, Xiao Ruyun couldn't help but gasp, "My goodness..."

Could a first-level True Lake Realm cultivator create such a scene? The ground was scarred with gullies three feet deep and several yards long, and massive blade marks remained on the nearby mountain wall.

Even he, a fifth-level True Lake Realm cultivator, couldn't leave such marks with his full power.

And Lu Ye was only a Captain!

Xiao Ruyun hadn't forgotten how he tried to suppress Lu Ye with his military rank yesterday, only to be suppressed himself. Of course, it was just a loss of face; he didn't bear a grudge. In fact, looking back, he was even a little grateful to Lu Ye.

Because, no matter what, this mission was over-accomplished, and the rewards would definitely be substantial.

Everyone else also looked shocked, staring at Lu Ye as if he were a monster. "Since you're all out, let's return to Haotian City to report," King Gengwu announced.

Originally, they needed a few more days to recover from their injuries, but recovering here or back in Haotian City was equally viable. Reporting back sooner would also mean receiving their due rewards earlier.

"You're the captain, so you decide," Xiao Ruyun shrugged indifferently. The others also had no objections.

"Then let's depart!" As King Gengwu spoke, he immediately summoned his spirit boat, seemingly not intending to bid farewell to Misty Dawn Mountain.

In fact, there was no need to say goodbye. Misty Dawn Mountain was in such a mess, already swamped with their own issues, and no one was there to attend to them.

Among the group, Lu Ye was in the best condition, so piloting the spirit boat fell to him.

Lu Ye had no objections.

Soon, the spirit boat ascended and soared away.

The Sword Cultivator Elder, hidden in the shadows, watched this scene from afar. He sent a message to Qian Wudang reporting the situation here, then quickly departed. During the return journey, King Gengwu finally had time to thank Lu Ye: "Junior Brother Lu, this mission was largely thanks to you. If you hadn't turned the tide, our mission would surely have failed."

In that case, let alone the mission completion rewards, even their previous injuries would have been for nothing.

"As a member of the team, I naturally gave my all."

"I heard someone tried to stop you earlier," King Gengwu said, glaring at Xiao Ruyun. He hadn't known what happened while he was unconscious; he had heard about it from Mu Zheng.