Chapter 118 Sword Wind Enlightenment Foundation

“This is…”

“The heaven and earth spirit, Wind?”

Li Fan’s mind was greatly shaken.

This Qing Feng figure was so similar to the Red Flame he had seen in his previous life!

Only, the Dao rhythm on his body was clearly the condensation of the Law of Wind.

Even under the Heavenly Sight and Earthly Hearing, the heaven and earth spirit’s incredibly strong attraction to Cultivators instantly corroded Li Fan’s mind.

Separated by an unknown number of thousands of miles, Li Fan’s observation perspective became distorted.

From the observation subject, Zhang Haobo, it uncontrollably wanted to shift to Qing Feng.

Inside the tianxuan mirror, within Li Fan’s Sea of Consciousness, the Blue Flame Phantom Spirit suddenly awoke.

It opened its eyes, gazing in the direction of Qing Feng.

His body temperature instantly dropped, as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him, and Li Fan’s desire, which had expanded countless times, slowly diminished.

His mind became incredibly cold and rational, allowing Li Fan to quietly observe the scene in this strange place once more.

After gazing at Qing Feng for a long time, Li Fan shifted his gaze to the black sword hilt.

The soaring Evil Qi had almost solidified, forming a layer of black, distorted substance covering the surface of the sword hilt.

Below the sword hilt, a short, broken section of the sword body could vaguely be seen.

This black sword hilt was like a living thing, crashing around within the Qing Feng cage.

From time to time, terrifying roars were emitted, causing the blue light to tremble erratically.

But no matter how it struggled, it could not break free from the Qing Feng cage.

In the seemingly empty cage, Li Fan vaguely sensed that there seemed to be terrifying blue Qi currents constantly surging.

The speed of the Qi currents was too fast, exceeding the limit of what Li Fan could perceive at this moment.

So, at first glance, the cage appeared calm.

But judging from the occasional blue light that drifted to various parts of the Congyun Sea, the power of the storm surging within this cage was unimaginable.

Qing Feng was like a knife, continuously striking the sword hilt, constantly shattering and annihilating the black Evil Qi substance.

Although this unknown sword hilt was exceptionally fierce, under Qing Feng’s prolonged imprisonment and carving, it gradually became dilapidated.

“Who would have thought that the wind disaster raging in the Congyun Sea was merely an unintentional consequence of the heaven and earth spirit and a sword hilt’s struggle?”

“The power of the Harmony Dao Realm is indeed terrifying and awe-inspiring.”

“In the previous life, that wind disaster no longer appeared. Perhaps it was because this sword hilt was completely destroyed? Or…”

“What exactly is the origin of this sword? Just a broken sword hilt, yet it can contend with a heaven and earth spirit of the Harmony Dao Realm for so long…”

“If it were complete and at its peak, how strong would it be?”

Thoughts repeatedly flashed through Li Fan’s mind.

Afterward, he shifted his gaze back to Zhang Haobo.

“The confrontation of the Harmony Dao Realm is something ordinary Cultivators cannot perceive at all.”

“They are even hidden within this secret space…”

“Although Zhang Haobo is exceptionally gifted, he might be able to sense the wind disaster and roughly locate this space.”

“But with his Qi Refinement Stage cultivation, it’s absolutely impossible for him to break in.”

“Unless…”

In Li Fan’s vision, a layer of brilliant blue light enveloped Zhang Haobo.

The greed caused by the heaven and earth spirit seemed to have no effect on him; Zhang Haobo didn’t even look at Qing Feng’s figure.

Instead, he stared intently at the cage in his hand.

Observing the struggle between Qing Feng and the sword hilt within the cage.

And under the cover of the blue light, Qing Feng also seemed to completely ignore Zhang Haobo, disregarding his existence.

Allowing him to comprehend at such a close distance.

“Acting like this before the Harmony Dao Realm is truly playing with fire.”

“However, he does indeed have something to rely on.”

The familiar blue light continuously flowed, and Li Fan, like Zhang Haobo, observed the struggle between Qing Feng and the sword hilt.

At the same time, he calmly analyzed.

“As Qi and numbers flow, Zhang Haobo’s Luck continuously increases. Within this Congyun Sea, he already has some ‘Son of Destiny’ aura. Everything goes as he wishes, and Opportunity comes naturally.”

“Unfortunately…”

“Let’s see what his final outcome will be.”

“This secret place, if I relied only on my own strength, even after several Reincarnations, I might not be able to discover it. But now, Zhang Haobo possesses great Luck, so he can easily discover it.”

“Just in the Congyun Sea alone, there are countless Opportunities. Looking at the entire Cultivation World, how many secrets are there? My solo exploration is too inefficient. But if I use the Prodigies as my eyes, to help me find those treasures one by one…”

“In the next life, I will take all that is useful…”

“Good.”

His thoughts slowly subsided, and Li Fan focused all his attention, together with Zhang Haobo.

Comprehending the struggle between sword and wind.

Such an Opportunity was truly rare, and Li Fan was unwilling to waste it.

Time slowly passed like this.

For Cultivators, it was normal for several years to pass during a single closed-door cultivation session.

After an unknown period, Li Fan was awakened by the sudden burst of blue light from Zhang Haobo’s body.

After a flash, Zhang Haobo suddenly left the mysterious space where Qing Feng and the sword hilt were located.

Like a meteor, he plummeted downwards, crashing into the deep sea.

He was very familiar with the continuously churning aura on his body.

It was precisely the sign of Qi Refining Perfection about to Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

“Hmm?” Li Fan felt a little strange, because the heaven and earth spirit Zhang Haobo was using for his imminent Foundation Establishment was different from what he had expected.

A crisp sword cry suddenly rang out.

Like a baby’s first cry, or the first ray of sunlight in the morning.

A chaotic and ignorant will, once born, continuously grew stronger.

The sound of the sword cry became clearer and more spirited.

“Clang!”

The sword cry reached its peak of sharpness, then suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, in Zhang Haobo’s Dantian.

A blurry, constantly changing sword shadow suddenly appeared.

In the dark seabed, the seawater around Zhang Haobo was instantly repelled, creating a circular area without seawater.

That sword shadow was like a playful yet vibrant child, stretching.

Then it actually flew out of his Dantian, flying and turning in the empty area around Zhang Haobo.

Li Fan saw clearly that this sword shadow had no physical form. Instead, it was very similar to the Blue Flame Phantom Spirit, a pure conscious existence.

“This is Sword Intent?”

Li Fan was somewhat shocked.

Because he hadn’t expected Zhang Haobo to comprehend Sword Intent by observing the sword hilt in such a short period of time.

One must know that although he had also gained some comprehension, it was still far from reaching such an exaggerated level.

Li Fan couldn’t help but sigh, the difference in human talent was truly vast.

But Li Fan was also pleasantly surprised.

Because Zhang Haobo could use this Sword Intent as a wondrous item to build his Dao Foundation.

This precisely proved that Yin Shangren’s theory that “everything in heaven and earth can be seen as an unformed wondrous item” was correct.

If Sword Intent could, then Huan Zhen naturally could too.

Furthermore, the process of Zhang Haobo establishing his Foundation with formless Sword Intent just now also gave Li Fan a lot of inspiration.

However, establishing a Foundation with Huan Zhen would be many times more difficult than establishing a Foundation with Sword Intent.

To achieve this goal, Li Fan still had quite a long way to go.