Global Game: My Divine Skills Reach Full Level Automatically

"Correct."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, stroked his beard, and said:

"I am indeed Zhang Sanfeng. What? Could it be that there’s another Zhang Sanfeng in this world?"

"There isn’t at the moment."

As soon as Ding Ling said this.

Zhang Sanfeng let out a sigh:

"If another Zhang Sanfeng truly appeared, how could I bear it."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly turned serious, and he said:

"Young Hero, I see a strong aura of life around you; you are not a spirit, right?"

"Correct."

"May I ask how you entered this world?"

"In combat with an opponent, I shattered the void and was drawn in by the endless suction of the Sword Realm into this world."

"...!"

Zhang Sanfeng was moved:

"To be able to rip the void through combat, it seems the Young Hero’s power has already reached the Transformation Realm."

His spirit lifted slightly:

"I wonder, Young Hero, have you seen any other people?"

"I have only seen some Sword Spirits. I haven’t seen any people."

Ding Ling countered:

"I noticed you have a strong aura of life too, so I’m curious, how did you enter the Sword Realm?"

"I was transported to this world by a mysterious power."

Zhang Sanfeng said with a look of confusion:

"To this day, I find it utterly baffling. Who could possibly, without my slightest awareness, secretly transport me to such a peculiar realm?"

"Oh?"

Ding Ling was moved, astounded:

"There’s even such a thing? I wonder how long Master has been in the Sword Realm?"

"The sun and moon of the Sword Realm are fake. I don’t know exactly how long it has been, just a vague feeling as if it might have been ten or so days."

"Ten days?"

Ding Ling pondered:

"Could it be that the moment you ascended to this realm, you were transported here?"

"To be precise, I spent less than a day in this new world before being transported here."

Zhang Sanfeng seemed to fall into recollection:

"After coming here, I haven’t seen any living person. But I’ve encountered many spirits.

I tried communicating with these spirits several times, but I found they mostly seemed to have forgotten all matters of their past lives, acting in a confused daze, relying solely on instinct.

The spirits in the Sword Mountain and Sword Tower area are somewhat kinder, but if you offend them, they will still attack me fiercely.

The spirits in places like the Sword Pool and Sword Mud, however, are extremely aggressive!

I didn’t approach them, yet they would actively attack me, trying to possess or seize control of my body!

Fortunately, my Dao heart is resilient. No matter how these spirits coax, threat, or intimidate, they cannot frighten me."

Upon hearing this.

Ding Ling couldn’t help but scrutinize Zhang Sanfeng with the Eye of the Sword Spirit, noticing that his eyes were bright and spirited, his entire being exuding Sword Intent that soared to the sky, forming its own Tai Chi Trigram around him, continuously swirling around the vicinity of his Sea of Consciousness.

Any strange substance trying to get close to him would be naturally deflected by the Tai Chi Trigram!

Seeing this.

Ding Ling understood.

No wonder Zhang Sanfeng could avoid being possessed by spirits.

It turns out he had the Tai Chi Trigram protecting him.

However, that the Tai Chi Trigram has been cultivated to the Supreme Soul-Entering Realm is quite impressive! If not for this, even a legendary hero like Zhang Sanfeng might have met his demise here.

"It was only two days ago that I sensed a Wudang Sect disciple seemed to have fallen into this world, and I followed the vague traces to this place."

Zhang Sanfeng said this, looking towards Ding Ling:

"Young Hero, have you seen any Wudang Sect disciples, or spirits of them?"

"..."

Ding Ling was speechless, stunned.

But he still told the truth.

Facing a divine-level figure like Zhang Sanfeng, Ding Ling admired him too much to lie.

Of course, if Zhang Sanfeng had been aggressive or murderous towards him, Ding Ling would no longer respect him.

However.

Just as he thought.

Zhang Sanfeng, true to his reputation as a great Grandmaster of later generations, was understanding, generous, compassionate, and righteous. Upon hearing Ding Ling’s words, his face showed sadness, and he sighed:

"Dust to dust, earth to earth. Perhaps this was their destiny. Since they made the first move, now that they have perished, I have nothing more to say."

He shook his head:

"It’s just a pity for my several disciples. I failed to protect them."

Ding Ling did not ask how many of the dead Wudang disciples were his disciples or who they were.

That would provoke Zhang Sanfeng.

It’s best not to do things that tear open someone’s scars.

After all, Ding Ling had already eradicated many of the Wudang spirits.

Rubbing salt in the wound after that would be excessive.

"I sense my disciples’ spirits not only here but also in another place."

Zhang Sanfeng cupped his hands towards Ding Ling and said, "Young Hero, I will not linger here any longer. If fate allows, we shall meet again."

Ding Ling cupped his hands in return and said:

"We shall meet again if fate allows."

Zhang Sanfeng turned and left.

Came suddenly.

Left decisively.

He was obviously worried the spirits of his other disciples might also be eradicated.

Ding Ling had been curious about where these Wudang disciples’ spirits came from. Now he knew. They all ascended to this world with Zhang Sanfeng.

It goes without saying.

These Wudang disciples, without Zhang Sanfeng’s protection, either offended some expert or, like Little Zhao and the others, encountered unforeseen disasters and were wiped out completely!

Their unresolved obsessions might have caused them to be drawn into the Sword Realm during some kind of transformation that even Ding Ling couldn’t comprehend, becoming residual spirits or residual thoughts.

Tat-tat!

In the faint sound of footsteps, Zhang Sanfeng grew further away.

Ding Ling did not stop him.

The two might never become friends, due to the destruction of the Wudang disciples’ residual spirits.

But Ding Ling did not regret.

Residual spirits attempted to seize the Domain Crystal and attack him; how could Ding Ling show mercy?

Yet, what Ding Ling did not expect was that Zhang Sanfeng would soon return, after being ’swept away’ a thousand feet by a terrible Sword Qi, landing not far from Ding Ling’s side.

"Young Hero, run quickly!"

Zhang Sanfeng, with blood at the corner of his mouth, was full of shock:

"I encountered a Demon Cultivator expert!"

"Hahaha..."

A familiar laugh echoed:

"Want to escape? It’s too late!"

The voice hadn’t even faded!

Bang!

A person, like a meteor falling to earth, drew a graceful arc through the sky, and with a thunderous crash, landed on the ground, both feet heavily stomping down!

The impact created a forceful gust, spreading an immense and vast might in all directions, causing buildings, plants, and trees to collapse in successive crashes wherever it went.

Ding Ling fixed his gaze and saw this person wearing clothes adorned with Eight Trigrams symbols, indeed an old acquaintance:

"Xiaao Aoshi!"

"Haha, Ding Ling. You are truly here. When Sword Scorpion mentioned you were here, I didn’t believe it, but now I’ve found you. You can’t escape death now."

Xiaao Aoshi, holding the Emperor’s Sword, surged with a sinister, toxic, and dark Source Power:

"Ding Ling, try my sword first!"

Xiaao Aoshi seemed to see what Ding Ling was protecting.

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