"I was awakened by a beating."
He paused, staring into the void before him.
The void seed to have countless shadows of God-like fists crashing in from the past, overwhelming his senses, yet he didn’t succumb:
"If it were in the usual five regions, with my state at that ti, even with the Sword Opening Mystical Gate, there was no doubt of certain death. But in the Forbidden Zone of Lost Knowledge, I could glimpse the scenery beyond the Mystical Gate in advance..."
At this point, Xu Xiaoshou was speechless.
Even without witnessing it firsthand, just hearing Bazhun’an’s recount made him imagine that it was truly a battle of deities.
The Forbidden Zone of Lost Knowledge gave the two a chance to unleash without reservation, reaching for the Extre Realm; fighting must have been a delight.
"I opened the Mystical Gate with my sword, even entered ’I’, Nine Major Sword Techniques turned profound, like Immortals leading the way, and I was amazed myself."
"Thinking back now, most of what was gained from beyond the gate has been forgotten, and even though Godhood can achieve ’I’, there’s still an unknowable part, unable to do anything to altogether."
"The ancient martial arts are truly overpowering!"
He sighed again, then shifted his tone, as if sparks were colliding in the void, producing intangible waves:
"Godhood reached the three realms of ancient martial arts!"
"If ’Nine Palaces, Eight Gates, Seven Constellations, Six Paths’ are techniques, erging as Form, then ’Four Abodes, Three Realms, Yin and Yang, One Venerable’ are thods, arising as Intangible."
"The three realms: Severance, Departure, Annihilation, extre of Intent, beyond earthly arts. Even if I opened the Mystical Gate with my sword, I had never seen such thods before and had no experience in countering, thus being beaten back step by step."
"But I read the ’Sword Sutra’, and had comprehended the vastness of the Great Path, no matter how you say it, the Sword Opening Mystical Gate is built on the Sword God, Gu Louying’s most solid Way of the Sword foundation, whereas Godhood’s ancient martial arts were learned through his own harsh experiences, without guidance."
"I could retreat without losing, holding steady was the key."
"Once I steadied, Godhood beca anxious."
"He was of such temperant, couldn’t accept a stalemate, seeing the three realms couldn’t take down, forcefully opened Yin and Yang."
Bazhun’an shook his head with a helpless smile: "At that ti, Godhood was still young, the three realms were unstable, let alone opening Yin and Yang?"
"I was lucky enough to witness a glimpse of the ancient martial arts’ Yin and Yang elegance."
"If the three realms are the extre of Intent, then Yin and Yang are my utmost end, elevating the ’Godhood’ of ancient martial arts, and the ’Self’ of Godhood, to an unparalleled height."
"Just a glance, and I knew I had no more tricks, certain of impending defeat."
"Who would’ve thought that after that single glance, Godhood’s attempt to open Yin and Yang failed, imploding into nothingness, suffering backlash from his own power, expelled from the Forbidden Zone of Lost Knowledge, nearly losing himself, almost perishing right there."
"I held steady, holding was most important."
"I kept my sword attuned to the mystical, taking the chance to retrieve his ’Self’ from the past, saving this fierce and domineering fellow’s life."
"Thus, the battle ca to an end."
Bazhun’an ca back to his senses, put the wine cup to the left, dipped a drop of wine from the cup onto the tea table.
He then looked up at Xu Xiaoshou, gesturing to the "cup" and "wine," smiling slightly:
"This is ’Yin and Yang’."
"Yin and Yang are black and white, right and wrong, Yin and Yang, opposite yet complentary, distinctly separate yet intermingled, separable yet rgeable, separate into two, evolving into the three realms, four abodes, and up to subsequent techniques, rge into One Venerable, ascending to Wuji, this is the philosophy of ancient martial arts."
"Yin and Yang, like the front and back of the Mystical Gate, whether a cultivator achieves enlightennt or not, akin to the sword and self of the ancient swordsman, this is my sentint from observing Yin and Yang."
"Thus, the concept of ’Sword ’ erged accordingly."
Bazhun’an wiped the tea table with his hand, evaporating the little drop of wine.
With a flick of his finger, the cup, like a sword, entered the void, suspended impossibly high, becoming ethereal, dreamlike, beyond reach.
"At this ti, ’Sword ’ existed only conceptually."
"I tried to find a way to manifest this ’cup’ and ’wine in the cup’ into reality, but to no avail."
"I began my cultivation with Ancient Sword Technique, inevitably trapped within it, even though I obtained guidance from Godhood’s Yin and Yang, gaining enlightennt, I sought transcendence only to beco lost."
Bazhun’an mimicked walking with two fingers on the tea table, step by step:
"Walking the path is hard, achieving enlightennt even harder."
"I consistently adhered to my ideas, yet struggled to manifest the concept of Sword into reality, all intangible thods were like smoke in the clouds, utterly aningless."
"Until..."
He paused, Bazhun’an’s two-finger puppet-legs halted, repeatedly tapping the tea table, producing a thudding sound.
He laughed, a face full of nostalgia, with a sense of finding what was sought with relentless effort, but obtaining it without any struggle:
"Truly the five regions are filled with talented people, countless capable individuals."
"Until the War of the Ten High Nobles, I t another genius..."
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