Chapter 82: A Sword Slashing Through the Path of Life and De

oke himThe woman's voice immediately softened, only complaining: "I've never heard of a father being afraid of his son."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!"Well. Once he...In the maple forest city of Fenglin, outside its ghostly domain, silence reigned for a long time.

He finally understood why Jiang Wang brought him here.

This is about revealing your own scars, showing him the raw pain. Let him understand that there are hopeless situations in this world beyond his own, things he hasn't even experienced.

He once gazed into the abyss, but someone else was trapped within it.

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When he stopped there, sinking into self-destruction.

But some people still choose to move forward.

For a very long time, the master was his god, his faith, and his reliance.

When that battle ended abruptly, the master who had tried his sword on the world and was unmatched in his skill, died before him.

His deity fell, his heavens collapsed.

He also went from that spirited and ambitious young swordsman to this state of utter despondency, wallowing in his despair until now.

He had traveled to many places, met many people, and experienced many things. He could not be moved or understood. He always faced everything with dejection. He did not have any expectations for the world, just muddling through in a chaotic way.

“Life is meaningless.”, “No matter how hard you try, it’s useless.”

These words are his catchphrase. They are his murmur, and also his delusion.

Meeting Jiang Wang was a coincidence. At first, he was just too lazy to move and chose to stay in the mining area.

He admitted that the battle defending Qingyang Town had rekindled a long-dormant excitement within him; he admitted that Hu Zhuanzi's death had shown him what it meant to strive tirelessly yet willingly; he admitted that the little boy who wanted eggs had suddenly made him willing to shoulder some responsibility.

He admitted that Jiang Wang was a very diligent cultivator and an excellent young man.

But those, can only stay for a short moment.

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He always felt that Jiang Wang was able to be so persistent, simply because he hadn't realized where the boundaries of life lay. Effort was a meaningless thing. The reason Jiang Wang could be so devoted was simply because he hadn't experienced true despair.

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He envied that youthful spirit, but it was only envy.

However...

This vast expanse of semi-submerged underworld right before his eyes, clearly told him - there were more people in this world who had encountered despair than just the one before him.

This is the hometown of Jiang Wang, he was born and raised here, living his whole life here.

One could say that all of Jiang Wang's previous life was buried here. Yet, despite carrying such a heavy burden, he still stood tall and strode forward with determination.

When it comes to the word "despair".

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Jiang Wang faced a rising nation. One with the power of two Divine Lords and a vast force led by a True Lord.

And at that time, Jiang Wang was just a seventeen-year-old boy. His lifespan was waning, his cultivation had reached its limit, and he lacked both a master and a lineage... Looking at him, no one could see any hope.

Ke Jiangwang had never given up. He traveled thousands of miles alone, leaving his hometown to seek his fortune. With just one sword, he journeyed tirelessly.

Where did he go

He wielded a flying sword, mastering the pinnacle swordsmanship of his era. His flying sword was unparalleled in the world, and before his master's death, he poured all his life's knowledge into his mind.

During those years of traveling the world to test his swordsmanship, his master took him to see thousands of mountains and rivers, exposing him to countless unique skills and extraordinary techniques. His master cultivated his vision and broadened his horizons with all his might.

Compared to Jiang Wang, he possesses so much more. He clearly has far greater possibilities...

But he chose to give up!

Standing before this human-ghost realm, I seemed to hear my master's voice again in my ears, that voice he dared not recall but appeared time and time again in his dreams.

"My swordsmanship is unmatched, there's no retreat only advance. Heaven and earth, I am invincible! Forward, remember your name!"

How did he answer then, and how could he have forgotten it later

"Heh heh, with a single sword strike, I cleave through the path of life and death. Who in this world is worthy for me to turn back Master, watch carefully. In less than a century, I shall stand at the peak!"

Was it the divinely powerful man who was too strong, or was his ideal delusional from the start Was his heart, his swordsmanship, inherently fragile!

Unknowingly, tears have streamed down my face as I moved forward!

When guarding Qingsyang Town, he wanted to stand up. When Hu Shuai died, he was willing to show his edge. When that young boy said he wanted to eat eggs, his flying sword had once shrieked!

But because of what, did he take a step forward only to stop again, move forward yet hesitate

He turned around without warning, and suddenly bowed deeply to Jiang Wang: “Jiang Wang, I want to thank you. At the same time, I thank you with both sincerity and shame. You made me see myself clearly. You showed me that all this time, I have been avoiding and retreating. Standing before me, my soul is ashamed. You are like a mirror, reflecting my weakness.”

Jiang Wang didn't dodge, she just looked at him and said: "So have you figured out your future"

He sat up straight, then lay down again, like a felled tree, lying stiffly before the spirit tablet: "Let me sleep here for a while. Perhaps I'll have the answers when I wake up."

Jiang Wang didn't ask why. He knew that after sinking so long, he needed a sufficiently private time to reflect, sort through the past, and then set off again.

He just nodded and then turned away.

This is the former site of Fenglin City, also known as "Fenglin Ghost Realm." No one usually comes here, so those who choose to sleep here won't be easily disturbed.

And just so, he also had a place he wanted to go.

The two nearest city districts to "Maple Forest Ghost Realm" are Sanshan and Wangjiang. One is located to the southeast of Maple City, and the other to the southwest.

He has been to both Sanshan City and Wangjiang City. He has some friends in Sanshan City and some enemies in Wangjiang City.

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But whether friend or foe, they would likely not know he was still alive.

No matter how illustrious he was in Qi, this was after all the Western Territories. People mostly cared about those top experts renowned throughout the land, and rarely paid attention to geniuses confined to a specific region.

After all, a genius doesn't always grow up.

Leaving the monument inscribed with the grotesqueries of departed souls, and the now slumbering Xiang Qian, Jiang Wang walked alone towards the southwest.

He didn't choose to visit Sān Shān City to see his old friends, but the reason he went to Wàng Jiāng City wasn't because of the enemy either.

His inner palace had long been perfected, yet he hadn't engraved any instant-casting spells. Eight Sound Flame Sparrows and Roaring Flame Sparrows were his own creations; they didn't need to occupy a specific position and could be used in battle immediately. Matching Dao arts of the highest grade, suitable for his current inner palace cultivation level, weren't so easily obtained.

Jiang Wang's plan was to use a promising Taoist technique to exhaust a large amount of energy and perform calculations on the Dao Stage.

And in the city of Wangjiang, there was a Taoist technique he remembered very clearly, called Xumu Jue.

During the battle of the Three Cities Discourse, a young man named Fu Baosong from the Wangjiang City Daoist Academy relied on this technique to confront Lin Zhengren.

This technique is only of the second-rank upper grade, yet it managed to break through Lin Zhengren's first-rank lower grade Qing Mang Jiao in battle. It undoubtedly possesses very excellent potential.

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Jiang Wang had actually developed an interest in this Dao technique at that time and even asked the academy instructors when he could learn the "Decaying Wood Decision." However, he was told that this Dao technique was the unique secret skill of the headmaster of the望江 City Academy. Therefore, he could only give up.

But now, Jiang Wang is no longer a member of the Dao Institute.

He needn't follow the rules of the Daoist Academy, and in Zhuang Ting's heart there was only hatred.

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Therefore, I thought about trying to ask for it. only stillness.In the usually quiet and unobtrusive nation of Qiao, a day had arrived when troops were mobilized in full force. They patrolled the borders, scouring the entire land for Yang Chongzu!...