After all, based on the current information available, Mr. Bai’s status has risen to an even higher level.
He seems to have surpassed the power limits of ordinary cultivators, and he may even be connected to the True Immortal who created the entire Fallen Immortal Realm.
Although Situ Yao’s sword strike was powerful, it was ultimately insignificant before an immortal.
A long time passed before the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect finally recovered from the shocking scene they had just witnessed.
No one dared to speak loudly, fearing they might disturb Mr. Bai, who was still within the sect.
Instead, they whispered among themselves, some even expressing their shock in a near-hysterical manner.
At that moment, under everyone’s watchful eyes, a figure suddenly flew towards the wooden sword that Mr. Bai had thrown.
It was Li Fan.
Ignoring the murderous gazes of the other cultivators who wished to kill him, Li Fan took a deep breath and gripped the wooden sword tightly.
Countless profound mysteries of the “sword” unfolded within his mind in an instant.
Li Fan was completely entranced.
But in the very next moment…
A violent tremor shook the ground, and the wooden sword was forcibly wrenched from his grasp.
Li Fan snapped out of his enlightenment.
A trace of frustration and reluctance flashed through his heart, and he suddenly realized that, for some unknown reason, he had been flung several meters away.
Seeing this, the other cultivators also tried to imitate Li Fan, attempting to pull out the wooden sword.
But without exception, the moment they grasped it, they were immediately repelled.
“Sigh, it makes sense. How could we possibly take away something that belongs to such a powerful figure so easily?”
“Perhaps only Senior Brother could pull it out…”
Everyone sighed in regret, gazing greedily at the lone wooden sword in the field, wiping the drool from the corners of their mouths.
Just as recorded in true history,
Mr. Bai did not take the wooden sword with him. Without a sound, he simply left the Heavenly Sword Sect.
No one knew what he and Situ Yao had spoken about.
But from that day onward, the Heavenly Sword Sect bore a new mission:
To forge a legendary weapon that only exists in the stories of the sect— the World-Rifting Divine Weapon.
At any cost.
As an inner disciple, Li Fan was naturally required to contribute as well.
Like the other disciples, his task was to absorb insights from the wooden sword and channel them into a Sword Embryo—a type of primal stone.
One by one, countless primal stones infused with their sword comprehension were thrown into the massive crater at the back of the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Using molten flames, they forged the prototype of the World-Rifting Divine Weapon.
No one knew the true purpose of this divine weapon, but Senior Brother Situ Yao held immense authority, and the unparalleled power displayed by Mr. Bai had left the entire Heavenly Sword Sect in awe.
Thus, the disciples held no resentment toward this endeavor.
On the contrary, by comprehending the wooden sword’s mysteries, they could elevate their own cultivation and mastery of the sword. So why not?
And just like that, time passed swiftly.
Before Li Fan could fully savor the experience, the journey through the Fallen Immortal Realm had already come to an end.
As the surrounding scene faded, Li Fan found himself back in the warped, transparent bubble of space.
The three visions before him had dimmed and were no longer selectable.
However, he did not immediately leave. Instead, he silently reflected on everything he had witnessed in the Heavenly Sword Sect.
“Based on the timeline, the [Heaven Sword Sect’s Divine Refinement] happened after [Ningyuan’s Acquisition of the Longevity Fruit] but before the [Beast-Taming Sect’s Upheaval].”
“I never expected that the creation of the World-Rifting Divine Weapon was also Mr. Bai’s directive… Raising a Rift Whale, forging a World-Rifting Divine Weapon…”
“What exactly is Mr. Bai planning?”
“On the surface, it seems like he is preparing for an impending catastrophe, creating multiple contingencies and backup plans. But is that truly the case?”
Judging others by oneself, Li Fan always felt that behind everything Mr. Bai did, there might be other unknown secrets.
However, Mr. Bai was an extremely mysterious figure. His thoughts were not something that Li Fan could fathom at his current level.
After pondering for a long time, Li Fan still came up empty-handed and had no choice but to set it aside for now.
“Within the Fallen Immortal Realm, there is also a condensation of the Sword Dao’s laws. If I could take it out of the Fallen Immortal Realm, what kind of consequences would it bring?”
Back in the mortal small world, Li Fan had conducted a similar experiment before.
He understood that in the natural order, two identical heavenly treasures could not exist.
If, for some special reason, two did come into existence, then eventually, they would merge and elevate each other.
The weaker one would vanish, while the stronger one would remain.
“Although the wooden sword in Shuo Feng’s hands is said to be a wonder of the heavens, I have always felt that the one Mr. Bai wielded thousands of years ago was its complete form.”
“After enduring a thousand years of trials and tribulations, its power may have weakened.”
“So if I can take the wooden sword out, wouldn’t that mean…”
“Interesting.”
Imagining the moment when Shuo Feng suddenly lost his foundational treasure, Li Fan shook his head slightly.
“I’m thinking too far ahead. I should first see what I’ve gained this time.”
Leaving the Fallen Immortal Mirror and returning to the Longevity Valley, Li Fan carefully recalled everything he had witnessed in the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Moments later, a trace of disappointment appeared on his face.
“I didn’t fulfill my obsession, so I can’t bring back my insights after all…”
“Wait a moment…”
Li Fan’s eyes gleamed. With a flick of his fingers, countless streaks of blue sword light flashed through the void in front of the meditation chamber.
Fixing his gaze on the continuously flickering [Heaven-Shattering Heart Sword], a familiar sensation surged in his heart.
“So that’s how it is. Although memories and insights cannot be brought back to the real world, the traces of enlightenment still remain.”
“It’s like the ebb and flow of tides—though they return to the sea, they leave their marks on the shore.”
“In this way, even if I don’t directly obtain comprehension, it is still immensely beneficial for me to deduce divine abilities. It’s as if I’ve inexplicably gained a great deal of proficiency.”
Feeling a surge of joy, Li Fan immersed himself in comprehending the Sword Dao while the familiar sensation still lingered.
Time passed unknowingly.
It was only when a message from Fang Zaiji arrived that Li Fan was pulled back to reality.
It turned out that his secluded cultivation had already lasted for more than half a year. The white robe and folding fan—protective artifacts he had instructed Fang Zaiji to craft—had finally been completed.
“Truly, in cultivation, time is meaningless,” Li Fan sighed softly, but he did not rush to leave.
Instead, he first checked the situation in the Fallen Immortal Realm.
Compared to the previous two times, the duration of his [Heavenly Sword Sect Training] seemed significantly longer.
Even after half a year had passed, there were still about five months remaining before he could re-enter.
“Could it be because I came into contact with a higher level of power?”
Li Fan speculated in his heart.
Without dwelling on it too much, he simply memorized the next entry point and then exited seclusion, where he was greeted by the excited and immensely proud Fang Zaiji.
“Haha! Sect Master, I really outdid myself this time! The artifacts I’ve crafted—even someone like Liu San wouldn’t be able to easily break through their defenses!”