This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick!-Chapter 572 - 79: Sword Prison

Li Fei stepped into darkness.

His body was still enveloped by a protective shield formed by the Dream Command, making his entire figure look blurry and indistinct.

This shield could cover his fate for him, concealing his identity.

It also allowed him to remain relatively invisible in this subconscious world.

As long as he didn’t make contact with the beings in this subconscious world or explore some of the secrets hidden deep within, it would be very difficult to discover him.

This was also the strategy Li Fei had adopted while exploring the subconscious world previously.

He was like an invisible person, quietly moving through others’ subconscious minds and then quietly departing, leaving no trace behind.

But this time it wouldn’t work.

This time, Li Fei had to cause some disturbances in this subconscious world, only then would he have a chance to tie down the one who was closely following him.

He entered through the prison gates, passed through a dark corridor, and arrived at a great hall.

Inside the hall, there were a total of eighteen passageways, each guarded by a swordsman at the entrance.

These guards were the ’guard’ of the subconscious mind of the Martial Arts Master.

Not everyone’s subconscious ’guard’ took the form of a guard; some might be some sort of monster or a trap.

Nor was every ’guard’ necessarily strong; it depended on the individual’s realm.

The higher one’s realm, the stronger the spiritual power and the greater control over self-awareness, so the subconscious ’guard’ would also be stronger.

This was also why Li Fei had never infiltrated a Martial Arts Master’s subconscious mind before.

Now, as he walked into the hall, the eighteen sword-wielding guards didn’t look towards him, as he was still in his invisible state.

Li Fei glanced around, chose a passage at random, and walked straight down it.

Just as he passed by the guard at the entrance of the passageway, the guard suddenly turned and drew his sword!

Swish—

A bright sword light flashed in the dim passage.

It was an excellent sword technique, the sword move, sword intent, and sword momentum, all of the highest quality!

But to Li Fei, this sword was too slow.

The sword light ultimately pierced the air, piercing through the afterimage Li Fei left behind.

Without looking back, Li Fei ran down the passageway.

With his current strength of Void Thought, combined with the Dream Command, he could maintain the combat power of the Tao Foundation Stage in the ’Dream Realm’, but he couldn’t use the Blood Soul Skill, and his physical strength, extraordinary ability, and force were only about seventy percent of his physical body’s.

Fortunately, he still had the Myriad Blood Pearl to take on damage for him, which was why he dared to enter this subconscious world.

The corridor was narrow, only wide enough for one person to pass through.

On both sides were cells.

With a thought from Li Fei, a Ghost Slash Blade appeared in his hand, and as he passed by the cells, he casually smashed the doors open!

His goal was to create a commotion and cause trouble for the True Master from the Nightmare Sect who was behind him.

What was confined in these cells was unclear, but it was unlikely to be anything ’nice’, and the pursuers who wanted to follow him would have to face these ’things’ first.

Rumble—

Li Fei ran some distance, smashing open over a dozen cell doors, when suddenly, the ground began to shake, and the entire prison roared.

Sensing something, he looked up to see that the doors to the cells ahead of them had all opened!

A torrent of malice was released from these cells; Li Fei seemed to see an endless Blood Sea surging out from the deepest part of the cells, sweeping towards him!

The next second, the Blood Sea vanished, and in front of Li Fei appeared a series of sword-wielding swordsmen.

These swordsmen had various appearances, differing in size, but they all had one thing in common: each emitted a murderous intent.

When these swordsmen appeared, Li Fei found that the force in his body had disappeared, the Implant could not be used, and his physical strength was drastically weakened, only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.

This was the rule of this subconscious world.

Being in someone else’s subconscious world meant abiding by that world’s rules, which was the greatest danger of infiltration, equivalent to fighting on someone else’s home turf.

With his internal strength vanished, the rules of this prison—or rather, this subconscious world—were laid out clearly before Li Fei—

Fight with the sword for your life!

Li Fei didn’t use a sword; he only had a Ghost Slash Blade in his hand.

He charged forward with the blade.

A burly man with a face full of scars stabbed towards Li Fei with a sword. He had a fierce expression, wore coarse linen clothes, and his eyes were filled with a murderous look. He thrust the sword with all his might, as if he had put all his strength into this single strike.

He had no regard for anything else and no way out!

Li Fei calmly swung his blade horizontally, striking the middle of the sword, deflecting the strike, then quickly advanced with the back of the blade close to the sword, closing the distance with his opponent.

The next second, he tilted the upper part of the blade forward, piercing the tip into the man’s neck.

Pushing Mountain Style.

These were two basic saber techniques taught to Li Fei by Hao Yi, one called Rolling Thunder Style and the other Pushing Mountain Style. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

After killing this swordsman, a fragment of memory automatically flowed into Li Fei’s mind:

It was a scene of a young disciple wearing a Daluo Sect Taoist robe practicing swordsmanship, the sword move practiced was precisely that of the swordsman who had just attacked.

This memory did not affect Li Fei’s thoughts, and he continued forwards.

Next, Li Fei advanced a dozen steps, killing seven people!

These swordsmen each mastered different sword moves: some were broad and open, others were intricate and variable, some were deceptive and tricky, and others were relentless...

Regardless of the sword techniques used by these swordsmen, Li Fei only responded with two maneuvers:

One called Rolling Thunder Style, the other called Pushing Mountain Style.

The two saber techniques Hao Yi taught him were meant to lay his foundation; they weren’t marvelously sophisticated ultimate skills.

However, Li Fei had come this far one step at a time, having fought so many battles and crossed swords with many strong warriors, he was no longer what he used to be. Even with the most basic saber techniques, he could handle many opponents.

He was almost like a reaper with his blade, quickly dispatching the swordsmen he encountered.

And with every swordsman he killed, another fragment of memory related to the sword technique would appear in his consciousness.

According to the rules of this world of fighting with the sword, every time Li Fei killed a person in this world, he would gain a fragment of memory.

Yet as he progressed, the strength of these swordsmen also began to increase—

Sword moves were growing increasingly lethal, and his physical strength was improving by the moment, gradually elevating him from barely surpassing ordinary humans to the level of a Body Breaking Stage martial artist.

Correspondingly, Li Fei’s physical attributes had also enhanced.

But he could no longer resolve an opponent with a single move.

Without using force, the two saber techniques Li Fei had mastered were not particularly powerful, and he hadn’t devoted much effort to the exclusive study of pure hand-to-hand combat skills, so he gradually fell behind the swordsmen that appeared.

Yet, the protective shield brought by the Dream Command still enveloped Li Fei, akin to armor that weighed nothing and provided all-around protection, naturally giving Li Fei a massive advantage!

He still advanced at an incredibly fast pace, and as he acquired more memories, he finally understood which Martial Arts Master of the Daluo Sect these subconscious memories belonged to—Master Qing Xie.

It was the very Martial Arts Master who had been ordered to pursue True Master Qing Yu, ultimately slaying him!

As one of the Twelve Peaks’ Peak Masters, True Master Qing Yu was already among the stronger True Masters within the Daluo Sect, and Master Qing Xie was able to be dispatched by Tai Yu to chase after Qing Yu alone, so his strength was naturally extraordinary.

This Martial Arts Master excelled in swordsmanship, primarily studying the Daluo Sect’s Great Prison Sword Scripture.

It was a peerless martial arts technique that sought to "express the Tao through skill"!

Tao Power was the union of "essence, qi, and spirit", with most Tao Power being dominated by "spirit", which represented the Mind Power.

However, the Great Prison Sword Scripture was dominated by "qi", aiming for the ultimate variation in force.

This Sword Scripture’s pursuit of technique had reached alarmingly twisted levels!

"Embrace the divine Qi Manipulation, the mind scatters, and the skill manifests."

This was the essence of the Great Prison Sword Scripture.

Ordinary martial arts used the mind to control the force, driving the changes in force. In contrast, the Great Prison Sword Scripture did the opposite, completely releasing control of the mind and using the variations of force to guide the changes in the mind.

But swordsmanship, after all, is an art of killing; ultimately, all changes in force are to kill more effectively.

Completely releasing mind control and letting force guide the spirit results in an increasingly difficult to suppress burgeoning killing intent within the heart!

That’s why, before practicing the Sword Scripture, one must first construct a "mental prison" to control their killing intent.

Even so, the probability of deviation while cultivating this Sword Scripture was extremely high.

Currently, within the entire Daluo Sect, only Master Qing Xie had perfected this Sword Scripture.

In this subconscious prison, what was locked away were the deep-seated killing intents in his heart and those thoroughly refined, brought to the pinnacle of techniques—murderous swordsmanship!

When the combat power of Li Fei’s enemies progressed from the Body Breaking Stage to the Innate Qi Stage, he began to feel the strain.

An opponent at the Innate Qi Stage was capable of breaking through the protective shield provided by Dream Command.

It wasn’t that the shield was weak, but under the suppression of the rules, it weakened.

Without the advantage of defense, it was difficult for Li Fei to defeat an opponent relying on technique alone.

All along, Li Fei had not invested much effort into techniques.

The speed at which he made breakthroughs was too fast, and there was too much he needed to learn, which led to a significant gap in his skills.

However, Li Fei had the Myriad Blood Pearl within him, allowing him to overlook his deficiencies in technique.

Others fought across realms by virtue of their exquisite skills, while he relied on a boundless resilience, unafraid of injury!

Of course, there were also all kinds of powerful Blood Soul Skills.

These things were like high walls, encircling Li Fei.

Before these walls could be shattered, others simply couldn’t strike at his weaknesses.

At this moment, inside this Sword Prison, facing the swordsman projected by the Great Prison Sword Scripture from Master Qing Xie, encountering the epitome of killing techniques, Li Fei truly realized how stark his own deficiency in skill was compared to these genuine powerhouses.

Especially after gaining the memories of Master Qing Xie practicing swordsmanship, Li Fei understood all too well how poor his own foundation was and how wide the gap between them was!

The more memories he gained, the more he understood, the clearer his ignorance and weakness became!

But there was nothing he could do about it; Li Fei’s time in practicing martial arts was just too short.

While the breakthroughs in realm could rely on the Myriad Blood Pearl, the improvement of skills could only be honed patiently over time.

And Li Fei was only 18 years old this year.

His pace within the corridor was slowing down, and he could distinctly sense the movements behind him.

That was Shen Zhen in pursuit, whose speed in advancing was very rapid!

At this rate, it was only a matter of time before Li Fei was caught up.

Once caught, his identity would inevitably be revealed!

After being forced back by the fierce sword moves of a swordsman, Li Fei stopped.

He suddenly realized that he had fallen into a misconception, misled by the rules of this world.

He had always overcome strong foes not by technique, which was not his forte.

Why should he insist on using his weakness to attack the strength of others?

"Heh."

Li Fei suddenly laughed.

His pursuers were drawing ever closer, yet he completely relaxed.

He stepped forward, and dozens of sword lights blossomed in front of him, beautiful as a peacock’s tail spread wide!

But Li Fei utterly ignored these sword lights, not thinking about which move to use to dismantle, block, or find the weak points of these sword lights.

He plunged headlong into this array of sword lights!

Allowing the sword lights to pierce his body’s protective shield and strike his vital points, Li Fei calmly delivered a slash toward his enemy in front.

Swoosh—

A head flew off.

Li Fei stepped over the swordsman and continued forward.

Under the suppression of the world’s rules, his strength was also repressed, but the Myriad Blood Pearl was still there!

Supreme skills and intricate moves indeed mark the path to strength.

But the path to the summit was not singular.

"To kill, a direct push is all I need, why bother with technique?"

Facing the exquisite sword lights ahead, Li Fei swung his blade in a slash.

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