Yang Chen sought out a secluded sanctuary within the hidden realm in which his sect acquired, a place where the energies are rich and the echoes of the Abyssal Blade's power resonated harmoniously. The chosen location, hidden from prying eyes, became a haven for contemplation and focused training.
Engaging in profound meditation, Yang Chen delved into the depths of his own consciousness. The resonance between him and the Abyssal Blade intensified, and visions of the ancient civilization that forged the blade began to unfold. Through meditation, he aimed to unlock the hidden knowledge embedded within the weapon.
The period of seclusion wasn't solely devoted to mental contemplation. Yang Chen engaged in rigorous physical training, pushing the limits of his endurance, agility, and combat prowess. The Abyssal Blade became an extension of his body, each movement honed to perfection in preparation for the challenges that lay ahead.
"[DING]
Due to the rigorous effort the system has awarded you with the heavenly physic
A physic that can challenge the heavens itself .
With the unlocked Heavenly Physique, Yang Chen stood on the threshold of new possibilities, his martial prowess elevated to unprecedented heights.
As the days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, Yang Chen encountered both revelations and unforeseen challenges. The seclusion period was now over and seven years had past.
Seven years unfolded in a tapestry of growth, challenges, and revelations. The martial world evolved, and so did Yang Chen, who emerged from his extended seclusion, bearing the marks of profound transformation.
Yang chen was now a first stage saint, the aura from his body made most of his sect members gasp for air.
But as he attained this realm he strived to go to another sect because the resources here could not help him any more .
He went and explained it to his father and his father impressed and a little sad that he was going embraced him and said "today we shall feast to coumarate my son reaching 21 years of age
The party was grand but the next day Yang zhu gave his son his own spirit beast the Ethereal Phoenix.
Yang chen then set out in his journey.
As he was travelling he heard rustling of bushes he quickly hid and waited to see who it was , a woman possessingan ethereal beauty that mirrored the gracefulness of the wind she manipulated. Her flowing garments, adorned with subtle patterns resembling swirling breezes, hinted at the elemental affinity coursing through her veins. Dark, expressive eyes held a depth of wisdom, and her every movement seemed as fluid and unpredictable as the wind itself.
She used swift moves to deal with some bandits as yang chen looked closely her cultivation was just a step behind him.
"Hi there " Yang chen greeted the girl cheerfully
The girl surprised and jolted backwards avoiding yang chen
Yang chen quickly pointed out that her foot was injured and offered help with that .
the girl at first resistant she submitted due to the pain of the injury.
"So what's your name"
the girl said in a soft tone "Lian Feng "
They conversed and got closer after that and realized they were headed the same direction so they decided to head there together.
As Yang Chen and Lian Feng ventured deeper into the martial world, the aura surrounding them hinted at turbulent currents ahead. The winds of fate began to carry whispers of trouble, and the duo found themselves on the precipice of challenge that would test the strength of their bond and the extent of their martial prowess