Chapter 1303: Chapter 88 Feng Yin’s Epiphany_3 Chapter 1303: Chapter 88 Feng Yin’s Epiphany_3 Qing Ming the Great had understood.

The Anping continent was merely one of the transient visitors.

That was all.

What more of the unrelated past and present lives?

“Great One, what has been happening at Zichen Lake during this period?”

“There has been no movement.”

Qing Ming the Great perked up, saying, “Actually, during this period, disciples from all sects who entered have all made significant progress in their cultivation.”

He laughed and said, “Even us old folks have seen quite an improvement in our cultivation.”

“That’s good. If nothing’s happening now, I’m preparing to go into seclusion,” Feng Yin said.

“Seclusion?”

“Mhm, I’ve had some insights.”

“Where?”

“Right here.”

Qing Ming the Great was immediately relieved, “That’s good, very good.”

Feng Yin wasn’t acting on a whim. After the matter in General City, he seemed to have seen through something, and it was as if he had let go of something. His thoughts became somewhat crystal clear.

And regarding the Sky Opening Nine Styles, he suddenly had a wealth of new insights.

“Why do you draw the sword?”

“You draw the sword for slaughter.”

“Slaughter is for what?”

“Slaughter is for… protection, self-preservation, or perhaps, seizing one’s own interests.”

“Whether it’s a narrow path meeting or something else, there’s always a reason to draw the sword. There is no slaughter without cause, and no drawing of the sword without reason!”

Feng Yin was very pleased in his heart.

“I seem to have realized it!”

He could clearly feel.

If he could meld this insight into the Sky Opening Nine Styles, the power of his sword technique could increase several times over!

Feng Yin wouldn’t let such an opportunity slip by.

After giving some instructions, he once again imbued all the trees surrounding Zichen Lake with a full cycle of Spirit Gathering, imbuing the small pine tree and the Iron Heart Tree with a full cycle of spirit infusion.

Seeing the green vitality rushing toward the demonic mist of Zichen Lake had more than doubled from before, Feng Yin was somewhat reassured.

He directly imbued the Illusory Silkworm with it over a hundred times, hoping to advance with the Spiritual Transformation Technique left Feng Yin somewhat disappointed.

Having just advanced, it wasn’t so easy now.

So, he simply imbued Dong Xiaoyan, and then infused both Feng Ying and Wind Poison, instructing the two little ones to take good care of Dong Xiaoyan, Feng Yin then began his seclusion.

He chose a spot beneath a small mountain peak and created an underground cavern.

A hundred feet underground.

“During seclusion, it’s better if disciples with lower cultivation don’t come here, to avoid accidental injury.”

Everyone laughed it off at Feng Yin’s words.

Secluded underground, separated by a mountain, accidental injury?

What a joke.

But on the fifth day.

Yellow Wind and the black clouds, while passing by the place where Feng Yin was in seclusion, actually felt even the air was filled with sharp Blade Qi!

It seemed as if the entire mountain was filled with Blade Qi.

They were aghast at each other!

It was actually true!

Feng Yin was in underground seclusion, but the atmosphere of the entire mountain had become like this, how could this seclusion be so powerful?

If someone of the Heavenly Level came by, they might indeed have their minds directly destroyed by the Blade Qi!

They hurriedly made arrangements.

From then on, those who often came here to observe became the Nine Colors Supreme and various peak-level palace masters and elders, all somewhat amazed.

It was truly unimaginable, none of them had thought in their lifetimes of cultivation that someone could reach such a level of prowess during their practice.

“It has to be said, on the path of cultivation, we still don’t know how far lies ahead. The mindset we had before, thinking that we had reached the end of cultivation, is truly laughable!”

Qing Ming the Great sighed deeply.

A month later.

Feng Yin still hadn’t left seclusion.

But at Zichen Lake, there was now some activity.

The demonic mist erupted like a volcanic eruption.