Sage of Humanity-Chapter 695 - 693: Secret Transmission

The gifts Lu Ye received from the Hundred Arrays Pagoda were truly enormous. After leaving the Pagoda, his psyche was under immense pressure at all times.

Originally, he had planned to find a quiet place or go directly to Heaven's Augury Mercantile Union to close off from the world after leaving the Hundred Arrays Pagoda, but unexpectedly, he arrived in the secret realm of the Soaring Dragon World.

Afterwards, he faced assassination attempts, and then went to Tyrannical Saber Villa for revenge, and only now could he be considered somewhat calm.

The gifts from the Hundred Arrays Pagoda were not easily digested. The gifts he received in the Hundred Arrays Pagoda of the Tianyan Sect took him one or two years to fully assimilate.

The gifts he received this time from the Hundred Arrays Pagoda on the Cloud River battlefield were more than ten times greater than the last.

However, the time required wouldn't be ten times longer. Firstly, Lu Ye's psyche was now much stronger than before, and secondly, his mastery of Array Path had also improved significantly, making the digestion process faster.

Still, it wasn't something that could be completed in a short time.

Lu Ye didn't need to fully assimilate all the gifts; he only needed to digest part of them to relieve the immense pressure on his psyche.

He seldom sat in meditation for cultivation; trying it occasionally was indeed a different experience.

Five days later, in the wooden hut he resided in, Lu Ye slowly opened his eyes, a spark of brilliance fleetingly visible within them.

After five days of introspection and organization, the pressure on his psyche had completely vanished, but the deeper he delved, the more he could feel the profound immensity of that gift.

Ever since his visit to the Tianyan Sect, Lu Ye had been curious about one thing.

Who exactly had constructed the Hundred Arrays Pagoda, and why did it have such miraculous effects?

And how was it divided into three parts?

Such an artifact must surely surpass the understanding of the entire Nine Provinces cultivation world. If it were in its complete form, who knows what it would be like.

Unfortunately, of the Hundred Arrays Pagoda in the Nine Provinces cultivation world, only two parts existed; the third part was missing.

He didn't ponder too deeply; the Nine Provinces cultivation world harbored many unrecognized secrets. Not just Lu Ye, a cultivator from the Cloud River Realm, even those from the Divine Sea Realm couldn't possibly comprehend everything. Perhaps even they couldn't fully discern the true nature of the Hundred Arrays Pagoda.

The pressure on his psyche was temporarily relieved, but completely digesting and settling that enormous gift wasn't a matter for the short term. There was no rush; he would gradually work through it when he had free time in the future.

Lu Ye had a vague feeling that if he could completely assimilate and settle all the benefits he had gained this time, he wouldn't dare claim to be the best in all of ancient and modern times in Array Path, but at the very least, he would be among the top in the entire Nine Provinces.

This wasn't arrogance on his part, but a certainty about one thing: no array cultivator in the Nine Provinces had ever received such massive benefits in the Hundred Arrays Pagoda as he had.

However, on the other hand, although the gifts from the Hundred Arrays Pagoda could significantly enhance Lu Ye's Array Path expertise in the short term, after all, it was a kind of sudden enlightenment method, and what he obtained wasn't truly his own.

If someday he could attain it from the Pagoda and surpass the Pagoda, only then would he truly forge his own path.

Of course, that's a matter for the distant future. Lu Ye now had only a vague idea of this, and he didn't yet qualify to attempt it in the short term.

With the pressure on his psyche eased, Lu Ye then took out an unknown black stone from his storage space.

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The black stone was the size of a chicken egg, completely pitch-black. At first glance, it looked unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it seemed like a black hole, capable of swallowing even one's gaze.

The secret transmission of the Tyrannical Saber Technique!

Where Ye Ying had obtained the black stone was now untraceable, with only rumors suggesting that he had found it in some ancient ruins.

It was also because of this black stone that Ye Ying had created the Tyrannical Saber Technique and established the Tyrannical Saber Villa, so it could be said that this small black stone was the root of Tyrannical Saber Villa.

Tyrannical Saber Villa was indeed destroyed, and there would no longer be a Tyrannical Saber Villa, but as long as this black stone existed, the Tyrannical Saber Technique would not be lost.

Lu Ye gazed intently at the black stone, and even his powerful psyche trembled slightly; he faintly felt as if he were being sucked into the darkness.

He stimulated his spirit force, pouring it into the black stone, and in an instant, the small black stone turned into a bottomless pit, continuously devouring Lu Ye's spirit force.

The darkness on the surface of the black stone deepened, seeming almost tangible, as if it were about to flow out of the stone.

Until a certain moment, a visibly black mist burst forth, and the sentient mist curled back, enveloping Lu Ye.

Lu Ye was not panicked.

He had killed Pang Wanhai here while waiting for Yiyi and Ye Liuli, and had activated the black stone before, so he knew this was a normal phenomenon.

Enshrouded in the black mist, Lu Ye immediately lost all sensation of his surroundings, as if he had entered another world.

This world was a dull gray; looking ahead, he could faintly discern three blurry figures.

Although he couldn't see the faces of the figures clearly, from their silhouettes, they seemed to be the same person, each representing a different stage of one's life.

The figure on the left was full of youthful energy and vigor.

The figure in the middle was mature and steady, as solid as a mountain.

The figure on the right had a long beard reaching his chest. Although his frame seemed slightly stooped, his aura was as profound as the ocean and as vast as the stellar space.

Youth, middle age, old age!

Lu Ye guessed that this must be the imprint left in the black stone by the creator of the Tyrannical Saber Technique, intended to pass down his saber skills.

Each figure corresponded to a movement of the Tyrannical Saber, and with three figures, there were three movements.

This was undoubtedly an extremely ingenious way of passing down heritage, much more intuitive and visual than using jade slips or books, but such a method wasn't something just anyone could achieve.

At the very least, Lu Ye had never heard of any cultivator in the Divine Sea Realm within the Nine Provinces who could accomplish this, perhaps due to his limited knowledge, or perhaps because such methods were beyond the reach of the Divine Sea Realm.

The previous time Lu Ye came here, he had activated the figure of the young boy on the far left, but after only three breaths, he had to leave the place.

This time, on a whim, he wanted to try the other two figures.

As for how to activate them, it wasn't a hassle, it could be done with a mere thought, after all, it was just a transmission of heritage, and the spirit force he poured into the black stone was the key to unlocking this heritage.

However, just as Lu Ye was about to do so, he suddenly felt a chilling sensation sweeping across his body, as if an unseen ferocious beast, with its long tongue, was licking his psyche.

Lu Ye stiffened suddenly, a realization dawning deep within him.

With his current strength, he couldn't rashly activate the figures of the middle-aged and the elderly, or he would really die here!

The powerful psyche not only brought strong perception but also a foreseeing sense of danger...

Lu Ye suddenly understood.

No wonder even Ye Ying had never performed the Tyrannical Saber 2nd Movement and 3rd Movement...

People always thought he didn't need to use those two movements against enemies, but in fact, he had never cultivated them!

Because Lu Ye was sure that, with Ye Ying's foundation, he too was not capable of activating the figures of the middle-aged and the elderly, unless he wished to die.

This made Lu Ye burst into wry laughter.

However, this also further proved how extraordinary the Tyrannical Saber was.

Just by relying on the 1st Movement of the Tyrannical Saber, Ye Ying had achieved such greatness—should he truly learn the 2nd Movement or even the 3rd Movement, he would likely be unrivaled across the Soaring Dragon World.

Since he couldn't rush into activating the figures of the middle-aged and the elderly, Lu Ye turned his gaze back to the figure of the young boy on the left.

As a cultivator, maintaining sufficient curiosity was necessary, but sometimes one also needed to know one's own limits, otherwise, it was simply courting death.

With a thought,

the figure of the young boy came to life.

In his hands appeared a long saber, its body pitch black just like his figure, and apparently not made of any material substance.

The youth slightly squatted down, holding his hands level, the long saber positioned horizontally in front of his eyes, as his other hand gently brushed across the blade.

This stance was identical to the starting position of Ye Xiong's Tyrannical Saber Technique.

Although it looked similar, the moment the young boy moved, it gave Lu Ye the sensation of a slumbering giant dragon abruptly awakening. It felt as if a giant dragon head was emerging from its lair, overlooking all beings.

Under that boundless oppressive force, Lu Ye couldn't move, and his thoughts nearly came to a standstill.

If Ye Xiong's might back then had even a tenth of this young boy's figure, Lu Ye would have died a hundred times over.

It seemed like an instant, yet like countless years had passed as the young boy made his strike.

A plainly ordinary thrust, slow in speed.

Such a strike, even an ordinary person untrained in cultivation would have seen it clearly.

But as the long saber advanced, something unthinkable occurred.

It was as though clouds had parted revealing the sparkling starlight across the sky, countless in number.

Each speck of light was the glimmer of a saber.

A cascade of stars fell down with the forward motion of the saber, rushing towards Lu Ye and engulfing him.

Tyrannical Saber 1st Movement, Myriad Stars!

Ye Xiong had induced such an illusion when he performed this technique, but while Lu Ye had quickly shaken off that feeling then, now, he could not escape it no matter what.

It was as if countless stars were truly falling from the sky, enveloping the entire firmament and crashing down upon him.

Under such divine force, who could withstand it? Possibly an entire domain could be annihilated.

In that moment, Lu Ye's psyche suffered immense pain, causing him to involuntarily groan, feeling as though countless sharp short swords were slicing through his psyche.

Yet, he didn't dare blink, fixating on the young boy's movements, opening his mind wide, enduring the excruciating pain in his psyche, keenly sensing the mysteries hidden in this strike.

Each slash of saber light that struck Lu Ye gave him deeper insight.

Each moment stretched to its limit, seeming to last endlessly, but it was, in fact, only five breaths, after which the starry sky shattered explosively, the surrounding darkness swept away.

The scenery inside the wooden hut reappeared in Lu Ye's field of vision. He gasped for air as if he had nearly drowned, his clothes soaked with sweat.

Even though he knew that what he experienced in that environment wasn't real, just an illusion induced by the heritage, but... it was too realistic, as if he had truly been buried under that myriad of stars.