Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 232 - 232: Woman of Stars Rings the Bell 17 Times, Invincible Divine Power Suppresses the Golden Lotus (3)

Chapter 232: Woman of Stars Rings the Bell 17 Times, Invincible Divine Power Suppresses the Golden Lotus (3)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As for the sacrifice of the [Collapsing Sword] Dao Fruit, An Le’s heart did not ache even more. Although the power of the Collapsing Sword was very extraordinary, he had long mastered the essence of the Collapsing Sword. Even without the Dao Fruit, he could still perfectly execute it.

Such a sword technique Dao Fruit might be not bad at first, but it would slowly become useless to him who had the [Eternal Prodigy] and [Innate Swordsman] Dao Fruits.

The [Divine Sword Body] Dao Fruit changed An Le’s physique and even his attitude towards swords.

If the Innate Swordsman Dao Fruit increased An Le’s comprehension of the sword, the appearance of the Divine Sword Body was equivalent to turning An Le into a magnet. Swords would be extremely attracted to him.

The former was a human’s attraction to a sword, while the latter was a sword’s attraction to a human.

It was a change in status!

In fact, at this moment, An Le’s comprehension of the sword had jumped to a new realm.

Bamboo Branch, Fragrant Grass, and Youth Travel, the Lyrical Three Swords taught by Zhao Huangting, had reached a new comprehension level.

The Sword Furnace between his brows clanged, and his comprehension of the Sword Waterfall Diagram became clearer. Even the Green Mountain Future Sword Qi Visualization Diagram which was blurry with fog became clearer.

He could vaguely see the reality of the Future Sword Qi left behind by the Sacred Teacher.

It was like a leap in comprehension of the Sword Dao.

The connection between Green Mountain and Ink Pool Sword at his waist became closer and closer to An Le. He could even feel the true emotions in the two swords that were like beating hearts.

With the Divine Sword Body, the sword could reach the Divine Realm.

Su Muzhe had once nurtured 3,000 swords. An Le felt the change in emotions between each sword and Su Muzhe.

But now, An Le could also sense the emotions of the sword.

Perhaps that was what the Sword God meant.

Of course, An Le was still a little far from the true Sword God Realm, but with the Divine Sword Body, it was no longer a problem for him to become a Sword God.

An Le opened his eyes. The sword qi in the world suddenly dissipated and returned to his body.

The sword bell rang three times, as if it had completed the welcoming ritual. It fell back to the stone platform and shook off the dust. Everything returned to calm.

A breeze blew over from the Sword Pool Lake, carrying the still cold water vapor and sword qi.

Everyone around the Sword Bell was brewing the mood to ring the bell. At this moment, they were a little dumbfounded and puzzled, as if they did not understand why the Sword Bell would suddenly do this.

Of course, not everyone did not know the reason.

The blue-robed woman from Dali’s Star Rankings, Lu Ziwei, thought of something and turned to look in An Le’s direction, her eyes flickering.

In addition, a man in the green clothes of a Sword Pool Palace disciple turned his head and looked over. There was sword qi on his body, as if he could not suppress his emotions.

“An Le, the three of you can go to the lakeside of the Sword Pool. There’s no hurry to ring the bell. Sit cross-legged around the stone platform and calm your mind.”

“Every time you ring the Sword Bell, it has extraordinary meaning. It’s beneficial to your cultivation level and your comprehension of sword techniques. However, the ringing has to be coherent and can’t be stopped. Therefore, it’s extremely important to brew your emotions and ring the bell in one go.”

Zhao Huangting looked at An Le, Lin Qingyin, and Lin Zhuifeng.

Of course, it was mainly for An Le. Lin Qingyin and Lin Zhuifeng… were just there to make up the numbers.

Lin Qingyin was very cultured. She was not good at using a sword and did not even like fighting.

Lin Zhuifeng, on the other hand, carried a fire stick around her waist. Naturally, she was not interested in swords.

Zhao Huangting didn’t expect them to ring the Sword Bell, but he was full of anticipation for An Le.

If he caused the Sword Bell to ring before he even approached, would he be able to approach the record set by the old Sword Sage if he really started ringing the bell?

An Le cupped his fists and bowed. He bade farewell to Zhao Huangting, Su Muzhe, and the shirtless burly man who appeared later. The three of them walked towards the Sword Bell in the spring rain.

Many disciples of the Sword Pool Palace and cultivators on Dali’s Star Rankings looked at the three of them.

The woman in blue, Lu Ziwei, stared at An Le. She felt a sharp sword aura from the young man. The young man… was like a sword.

The azure blue longsword on her lap actually couldn’t help but cheer because of the young man’s approach…

At this moment, everyone around the Sword Bell released their mental power

to suppress their swords to prevent them from charging at the youth and causing embarrassing jokes.

An Le found a clean place on the lawn and smiled at the surrounding people. His handsome and demonic face made many female disciples of the Sword Pool Palace blush.

The drizzle sprinkled on his white clothes and dyed them red, bringing with it a hint of moisture.

An Le slowly closed his eyes and began to smooth out the fluctuating aura in his body that had evolved into the Divine Sword Body.

The world seemed to have quietened down.

After the initial commotion, the surrounding people began to recuperate their auras and brew their emotions.

Although the atmosphere had become quiet, everyone knew that after the silence, there would be real clamor and explosion.

The blue-robed woman, Lu Ziwei, gently stroked the blue sword with her slender and fair palm. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she felt the surging emotions in the sword.

The woman slowly stood up, her blue gauze dress falling like starlight.

As soon as she stood up, she attracted too much attention.

This woman with a special identity, who was ranked first on the Star Rankings of Dali, was naturally shockingly famous.

Step by step, she walked to the stone platform.

It was incomparably huge. On the surface, it was as if it was made of swords. It was as if there was a heavy aura of time lingering in front of her..