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"Ugh …" I'm not dead yet. "

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zichen woke up from his coma.

As he looked at the familiar surroundings and the mysterious broken sword lying beside him, Ye Zichen knew that the God's Head had saved him, and that he had not been killed by the final stunning sword attack.

With this discovery, Ye Zichen was overjoyed. He never would have thought that the Godeater's Brain would be so heaven-defying. Not only did it save him, it even imprinted three sword forces on it.

And swordsmen who had comprehended sword intent could hurt others while they were invisible, and could increase the destructive power of swords. It could be said that those who had comprehended sword aura were all world shocking, freakish swordsmen.

"With my current perception, I wonder just how long it would take for me to comprehend the three sword auras within the mind devouring imprint." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. It was also because of the sword energy that he chose the sword as his weapon.

After being unconscious for a few days, Ye Chenfeng's stomach was already rumbling with hunger. He simply healed his soul injuries, then left the small courtyard and went to the spiritual kitchen to eat once again.

After eating the delicacies cooked with the flesh of the fierce beasts, Ye Chenfeng spent another 130 low-grade soul crystals and bought a large amount of food that was easy to store and contained spiritual energy in preparation for the sword aura training.

"Expert!"

Just as Ye Zichen left the spiritual kitchen and returned to the courtyard he lived in, preparing to go into closed door cultivation, he noticed a tall young man wearing a long white robe standing outside the courtyard.

And wherever he stood, his body seemed to merge with the surrounding air. If one did not look with the naked eye, it would be impossible to detect his existence.

"Ye Chenfeng, I've been waiting for you for a while." The man in white looked at Ye Zichen calmly and said slowly.

"You are a member of the Shentu Clan."

Seeing that the man in white was slightly similar to Shentu Xue, Ye Zichen guessed his identity.

"That's right. My name is Shentu Heng. I'm Shentu Xue, Shentu Ye's cousin." Shentu Heng nodded and said.

"Shentu Heng, ranked tenth on the Sky Fire Martial Ranking."

Ye Chenfeng had heard Shentu Heng's name before. Moreover, he could smell a hint of danger from his body. He asked coldly, "I wonder what business you have with me?"

"I've come to find you this time because I want to give you a chance of fate." Shentu Heng used the tone of a superior: "I wonder what you think about my sister Shentu Bing?"

"You don't want your sister to marry me, do you?" Ye Zichen said with a smile. He did not have a good impression of the unruly and headstrong Shentu Bing.

"It's not my sister who is marrying you, but you who has joined my Shentu Clan." Shentu Heng shook his head and said.

"I'm sorry, but I am not interested in your sister, and I will not marry into your Shentu Clan." After knowing Shentu Heng's purpose for coming, Ye Zichen smiled and refused.

"Are you sure you don't want to think about it? This is the only chance for you to get back at my Shentu Clan. If you miss it, I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life. " Shentu Heng said in a low voice, his eyes filled with a sinister light.

"Are you finished? If I'm done, I'll go back. "

After saying that, Ye Chenfeng ignored Shentu Heng's angry gaze, walked past him and entered his own courtyard, then activated the formation pattern restrictions.

"Ye Zichen, since you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for being merciless." A hidden evil aura surged out from the depths of Shentu Heng's eyes. It was like the gaze of a wild beast, causing people to tremble with fear.

"Sure enough, the top ten of the Heavenly Flame Martial Ranking are not simple."

Through his contact with Shentu Heng, Ye Chenfeng had a rough understanding of the top ten of the Heavenly Flame Martial Ranking. He felt that he was still too far away from being in the tenth place.

So, the most important thing for him to do now was to comprehend sword auras as as soon as possible. Only by comprehending sword auras with shocking attack power could he close the distance between him and Shentu Heng's group in a short period of time.

Ye Zichen sat under the only ancient tree in the courtyard and rested for a while. Then, he removed all the distracting thoughts in his head and began to comprehend the three sword forces in the brain of the devouring god.

Although Ye Zichen's comprehension and talent had reached an unimaginable level after fusing with the God Devouring Brain, he was too unfamiliar with the sword aura. Furthermore, the sword aura was deep and difficult to understand, it was mysterious and obscure, and the sword aura was ever-changing and extremely fertile, causing Ye Chenfeng to be unable to comprehend the true meaning of the sword aura for a while.

Since he was unable to grasp the gist of it, Ye Zichen was not in a hurry. He sat underneath the ancient tree without moving like an old monk, while he patiently tried to comprehend the three sword forces in the brain.

Time passed by. Other than eating, Ye Chenfeng spent almost all of his time trying to comprehend the sword aura.

As time passed, through Ye Chen's analysis of the mind devouring, he finally understood the true meaning of a small portion of the sword force.

Sharp sword lights slowly condensed on the surface of his body as they automatically cut apart the leaves falling along with the wind.

"The sword aura is formless, the sword contains a soul. Only by training the sword aura to become a part of one's own body and allowing the sword aura to possess a soul and life can one truly grasp the sword aura."

After a month of comprehension, Ye Zichen finally understood the true meaning of sword force.

In the yard, Ye Chenfeng sat cross-legged under the ancient tree without moving. Waves of sword qi circulated around his body, as if they wanted to gush out.

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng, who had his eyes closed, opened them. A sharp light shot out from his eyes.

In the next moment, Ye Chenfeng lightly tapped with his finger, causing a bright sword light to shoot out from the tip of his finger and attack the air.

Although Ye Zichen used his fingers in exchange for a sword, this sword light, regardless of its speed or power, could be said to be perfect. It stabbed into the formation patterns in the sky above the yard, directly tearing a hole in the formation patterns.

"Eh, that sword strike just now should only be considered as half-step sword force."

Although the sword ray Ye Chenfeng had just shot out was extremely powerful, he knew that there were still some minute differences between it and the true sword aura.

In order to make up for these minor differences, he would need to practice for a long time.

Therefore, that sword strike just now could only be considered as half-step sword force.