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He had just entered the Reflection Cliff.
Chen Sanqiu could feel a mysterious power that slowed down the flow of time and space.
Time seemed to come to a standstill.
"This is quite interesting indeed. As expected of the words that will cause the expression of the crowd to change."
"One day outside, does a year pass here?"
"Is it just that time passes by alone, or does my body change along with it?"
Chen Sanqiu squinted his eyes.
It was better to do what he came for.
With his strength, even if he was trapped here for fifty years, he wouldn't starve to death.
As long as he didn't starve to death.
For Chen Sanqiu.
It was just a piece of cake.
Ye Zichen squinted his eyes.
He took a moment to feel his surroundings.
Silence.
Only a few of Sword God Zong's old monsters' breathing could be heard.
"Did these old monsters change the time here with their great magic power?"
"Because the old monsters want to survive for a long time, their time has slowed down."
"To them, a year outside is only a day."
"However, time has changed. There has to be a place where time can withstand the changes."
"Therefore, thinking over the edge has created the opposite effect compared to those old freaks."
"To fill in the time changes so that I can avoid the Heavenly Dao's visit?"
Chen Sanqiu thought about it and felt that he was right.
The old monsters' time was incomparably precious.
Their only thought was that they would be able to survive for a longer period of time.
In order to have the chance to comprehend the heavens.
Enter the God Transforming Stage.
However, Qi and blood would not be with them forever.
It would eventually fall.
Then.
The only way was to change their time relationship with this world.
"From the looks of it, it's very likely that it's really just as I thought."
Chen Sanqiu smiled. Not only was there no fear from the other disciples, but they were also interested to see what was going on.
Thinking over the cliff.
Even though it was terrifying.
However …
Every single person who came to think over the cliff was a genius disciple of Sword God's sect.
After many disciples came to the Reflection Cliff, they had gone through arduous cultivation and comprehended the original shackles. Their strength had increased.
Many of Sword God's disciples also wrote down their insights on the cliff.
"Disciple Jiang Siming has come to think of crossing the cliff for a month due to his mistake."
"For the first twenty years, I was terrified every day, unable to think of food and tea. I lamented the slow flow of time."
"In the next ten years, because I felt that I could not waste this kind of time, I practiced the sword everyday, honed my sword heart, and finally successfully broke through the shackles of the realm."
"Because I was bored, I created a fighting technique for myself. It was quite fun, and on the day that I was about to leave, I engraved it here."
"If I die at the hands of the Heavenly Demon Cult, it would be considered as a lost joy."
Chen Sanqiu saw the calligraphy that was like flying dragons and dancing phoenixes. It was carefree and unrestrained, and every word was filled with dense sword qi.
Even though he did not know Sword God, he could still tell that Sword God was a dragon among men and a phoenix, a hero among heaven's pride level experts.
Especially the last sentence.
Chen Sanqiu's mouth twitched.
After all, her identity was the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Demon Cult.
He let out a hollow laugh.
Chen Sanqiu thought.
This Senior Jiang Siming definitely did not know.
His former enemies would risk their lives just to face his opponent's Heavenly Demon Cult.
Now, the Sect Leader was standing under the picture book on the left and right of him.
The diagram was engraved on the wall with sword Qi.
Although an unknown amount of time had passed, it was still as if it was yesterday.
"Whew."
Chen Sanqiu took a deep breath.
He sat cross-legged in front of the atlas.
He imprinted all of the diagrams in the atlas into his mind.
"Heh, kid, you want to learn this fighting technique?"
At this moment.
An aged voice sounded.
Accompanying the voice was an incomparably powerful aura that swept out.
He was like a god.
Chen Sanqiu didn't feel frightened at all when facing this kind of pressure.
After all …
They had all seen true deities before.
Within the Heavenly Demon Cult and Ancestral Land, there were dozens of ancestors who were not weaker than this powerful aura.
"Hmm, I feel it's interesting and would like to learn a bit." Chen Sanqiu replied with a faint "En" and nodded.
"Huh?"
The old voice made a sound of surprise.
Ye Zichen looked at Chen Sanqiu in surprise.
"You're not afraid of me?" The old voice asked in surprise.
Chen Sanqiu shrugged.
"What's there to be afraid of? You can't really come and kill me. At most, you can only use your aura to suppress me." Chen Sanqiu said lightly.
"Good boy, do you really think I can't kill you?" The old voice sneered and said.
"Senior, your time, even for a second, is more important than my life. Are you willing to waste those few seconds to kill me?" Chen Sanqiu said with a smile.
Hearing Chen Sanqiu's words, the old voice burst into laughter.
"Interesting, interesting. It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting kid like you."
"Tsk tsk, you have many secrets."
"I never thought that you would actually have a Divine Sword Yu Hao. I remember now, you are Heavenly Demon Cult Leader, the one who disguised himself to come to my Wu Steel Sect to learn, right?"
"Interesting, what do you think? If you don't do it properly, Heavenly Demon Cult Leader will come here to be my Wu Steel Sect's disciple? "
The old voice asked with a smile.
Chen Sanqiu …
Zhang Xuan's face flushed.
The feeling of having his secret exposed.
I'm really very unhappy.
He thought he had done it secretly enough.
Unexpectedly.
In the end, he was still discovered.
Sigh.
This was a bit embarrassing.
Chen Sanqiu shrugged his shoulders and nodded. "Indeed, it's me."
"That would be even more interesting. I remember that Song Siming, the person who created the technique for fighting between the left and right, died under the combined attack of the protectors of your Heavenly Demon Cult that year."
"Back then, Song Siming had created the technique to fight against each other. To be able to wield two Immortal Swords, it was truly an unparalleled killing technique. He had killed all of the people from the Heavenly Demon Cult to the point where they lost their helmets and armor."
"If it wasn't for the fact that he used Protectors from the left and right to kill him, Song Siming might have been able to eliminate the Heavenly Demon Cult by himself."
"Tsk tsk, you, a Heavenly Demon Cult Leader, actually came here to learn the secret technique of an enemy who died in the hands of your Heavenly Demon Cult, did you lose face for your Heavenly Demon Cult?"
The elderly voice asked with a sneer.
Chen Sanqiu frowned.
Finally he shrugged.
Concentrate on learning the art of left and right side sparring.
"Hey, kid, I'm asking you a question."
"I advise you not to practice this secret technique. Ever since Song Siming, no one among the geniuses from Sword God Sect who came to the cliff to think about it could learn this technique."
"Do you think I'm lying to you?"
"Kid, if you don't listen to the words of the old man, you will suffer the consequences."
"Kid …"
"You actually learned it?"
The old voice finally sounded incredulous.
Hidden in the darkness, a pair of eyes revealed an incredulous expression.
Just once.
He actually learned so many martial arts that the genius disciples of Sword God Sect couldn't learn?
"Is it difficult?"
Chen Sanqiu shrugged.
His gaze was like lightning.
He looked towards the gaze that was hidden in the darkness.
Left and right.
It may be difficult for others.
However …
For Chen Sanqiu, who had the powerful and leatherless soul of the Golden War God and Ghost King, he had the two problems.
It was too simple.