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The Northern Mountain Range, a famous holy land in the Northern Snow County.

The Skyfire Sect, one of the three major sects in the Northern Snow Prefecture, was located in the deepest part of the Northern Spirit Mountain.

"The hall master is in trouble. Something big has happened."

He wore a dark golden long robe, and the outline of his face was as sharp as the edge of a blade. With his soft silvery-white hair draped over his shoulders and his pitch-black pupils emitting a cold radiance, the Skyfire Sect's Sect Master, Huo Yan, ordered in a low voice.

"It's the Sovereign!"

Sword Essence nodded and immediately went to find Fu You Yue.

"Sect Master, do you think the deaths of Elder You and Elder You are related to that Ye Chenfeng?" Dressed in a snow-white silk dress, the hall master of Hundred Flowers Hall, Hua Qinghong, who had jet-black hair that was coiled in a bun on her head, spoke up.

"According to what the Sword Hall Master said, that Ye Chenfeng is not simple. Maybe he obtained an unimaginable opportunity in the true spirit secret realm and killed Elder You and Ye Chonglou." Huo Yan whispered.

"Although there is such a possibility, I think that Elder You and Elder You were killed by the people of Storm Valley or Thunderbird Mountain."

"After all, Ye Chenfeng is only at the Earth Beast General Realm. No matter how monstrous of a genius he is, no matter how much of a fortuitous encounter he obtains, it is impossible for him to kill Elder You and Elder Huo at the same time."

Hua Qinghong's words also garnered a lot of support.

While everyone was still in the midst of their argument, the tall and elegant Fu You Yue, dressed in a long black silk dress, had arrived at the main hall of the Skyfire Sect along with Jian Yuan.

"Sect Master, I have brought Fu Youyue here." Sword Yuan said respectfully.

"You Yue greets the sect master." Fu Youyue bowed respectfully.

"Fu Youyue, I have something to ask you. You'd better answer honestly. If you dare to deceive me, don't blame me for being ruthless." The Skyfire Sect Master's eyes flickered with a vicious light. Looking at the dark elf like Fu You Yue, he warned her coldly.

"You Yue does not dare to hide it from the grand master."

Feeling the stifling aura emanating from Huo Yan, Fu Youyue's heart trembled. She could vaguely guess what the reason was that Huo Yan had summoned her.

"Fu Youyue, let me ask you, where did that Ye Chenfeng go in the True Spirit Secret Realm?" Huo Yan asked in a dignified manner.

"Reporting to Sect Master, Ye Chenfeng passed through a strange spatial black hole and disappeared from the stone hall. As for where he went, I'm not too sure."

Hearing the questioning from the flames, Fu You Yue guessed that Ye Zichen was most likely not dead, but she did not dare to reveal the slightest bit of expression on her face as she narrated everything in detail.

While Fu Youyue was narrating, she had been using her soul power to observe the changes in her expression. However, during the narration, she did not detect any suspicion and concluded that she was not lying.

"Why didn't you go in with him?" Huo Yan asked with an ugly expression.

"You Yue wanted to follow him back then, but the black hole in space is a bit strange. You Yue tried many times, but to no avail." Fu Youyue said humbly.

"Alright, this is none of your business. You can go back now."

After a moment of contemplation, Huo Yan dismissed Fu Youyue.

"Sect Master, why didn't you forcefully search her soul? This way, the things we know should be more realistic and more comprehensive."

After Fu Youyue left, the gloomy-faced Nether Heavenly Valley asked a question in confusion.

"From what I can see, she probably did not lie to us just now, and she still has important uses. If Elder You and Elder You's death is truly related to that Ye Chenfeng, perhaps this Fu Youyue can lure him out." Huo Yan's eyes flashed as he softly said.

"Hall Master Jian and Hall Master Huo, go to the Black Pond Swamp immediately and investigate the cause of death of Elder You and the other elder. Notify me of any news." Huo Yan ordered.

"It's the Sovereign!"

"Sword Elemental," Huo Yunkong nodded and immediately left the main hall. He rode on his Flamewing Windbird and headed towards the Black Pond Swamp.

Just as the Skyfire Sect was doing their best to investigate the cause of death of the two of them, Ye Zichen appeared several tens of thousands of miles away in the Black Pond Swamp, deep within a snow-covered mountain range. He took out the sword energy tablet he got from the True Spirit Realm and prepared to cultivate the sword energy to the Great Perfection Stage in order to further increase his strength.

"Weng …"

Ye Zichen used his soul power to enter the sword energy stone tablet. When the final pitch-black sword mark appeared, an ear-piercing sword chime sounded out.

A terrifying sword force shot out like the tide from the sword monument, causing cracks to appear on the Icefall thousands of meters behind Ye Chenfeng, while the soul power that Ye Chonglou had released into the Icefall was full of holes.

"How terrifying. This perfect sword-aura is so much more powerful than the Nine Layer Sword Force."

With his soul power torn apart, Ye Chenfeng felt a splitting headache, while his head felt like it was about to explode.

However, in order to comprehend the Perfection Sword Force, Ye Zichen endured the pain in his soul and continuously channeled his soul power into the black sword scar, controlling the God Devouring Brain to deduce the sword force.

Time flew by as he continued to simulate the sword force.

After an unknown amount of time, the sword energy stone in Ye Zichen's hand suddenly shattered.

A wave of sword force surged out from Ye Chenfeng, who was covered by a thick layer of snow, and shot straight up into the sky, piercing through the thick layer of clouds in the sky, causing the wind and clouds to throb.

Ye Zichen shook off the snow on his body, then opened his eyes. He was like a peerless treasured sword that had been covered in dust for thousands of years.

In the next moment, Ye Chenfeng performed a sword technique under the Icefall. The sword light was like water, his figure was like a swimming dragon, and the terrifying sword aura was like a violent storm that swept out in all directions.

Ye Zichen spent nearly a month under the Icefall and finally understood the true meaning of Perfection of Sword Force with the help of the mind of the god devouring brain.

"Right, this is the feeling..."

Ye Zichen danced for more than half a day, then combined his comprehension of the Perfection Sword Force into the sword art, deepening his understanding of the Perfection Sword Force.

As he danced, the sword hums from Ye Chenfeng's body vibrated loudly. Boundless sword aura surged out from his body, gathering into a world shocking sword light.

The terrifying sword light swept out in all directions, shocking everyone. The sword light split the several thousand zhang ice waterfall into two, and the terrifying sword energy lingered in the air for a long time.

"My sword-arts have finally been perfected."

A faint smile appeared on Ye Zichen's proud and aloof face as he felt the power of that sword attack. After a period of hard work, he was finally able to cultivate his sword aura to the Great Perfection Stage.