Chapter 5744 Highwind Sword Art
The Violet Immortal Pavilion had nine levels. As Long Chen couldn’t bother with the basic techniques, he went straight to the ninth floor, where the violet blood race’s strongest divine abilities and cultivation techniques were stored. Unlike ordinary disciples who had to climb through the ranks step by step, Long Chen’s status as a thirteen-vein Heaven Saint and core disciple granted him direct access to the highest level.
The ninth floor was divided into two regions: the eastern section for self-study and the western section, which was guarded. It wasn’t about preventing theft or damage—rather, the magical arts here were so powerful that supervision was necessary to prevent accidents during comprehension.
Long Chen strode toward the western region, where he encountered a violet-crown Divine Emperor on duty. The man had never seen Long Chen before and was visibly surprised by his presence. Even after verifying Long Chen’s status plate, he remained skeptical. Nevertheless, he issued a stern warning.
“Assess your own capabilities and act accordingly. Don’t attempt techniques beyond your reach. And most importantly, don’t make any noise that might disturb others.”
Long Chen nodded and stepped inside. Here, he could see numerous pillars of light descending from the ceiling. Each pillar contained its own isolated space, and above them, glowing inscriptions provided introductions to the techniques within.
To learn a technique, one had to place a hand on the barrier surrounding the light pillar. The barrier would then scan their body, determining whether they met the qualifications. If they passed the trials, they would be pulled into the pillar’s cultivation space.
However, these trials were known to be grueling, which was why the guard had warned Long Chen not to make any sound. If he couldn’t endure, he had to give up instead of crying about it.
“Violet Flame Palm? Not interested in fire-based techniques.”
“Intense Yang Crossed Fists? Sounds weak.”
“Blood Ignition Heaven Splitting Slash? Self-mutilation isn’t my thing, and I already have Split the Heavens.”
As Long Chen browsed, he quickly judged the strength of various magical arts and divine abilities based on their names.
Long Chen couldn’t help but reminisce about Split the Heavens. When he first arrived in the immortal world, he had modified it to align with its laws, proud of his ingenuity. However, after he had learned the Waning Moon Heaven Shaking Slash, the nine forms of Split the Heavens became obsolete in his eyes. Even Evilmoon had erased the technique’s runes, deeming it crude and unworthy.
But Long Zhantian’s guidance changed Long Chen’s perspective. Long Zhantian—a genius who had created countless divine abilities and magical arts—had passed down his insights, allowing Long Chen to grasp the true essence of magical arts. This newfound understanding set him free, opening a vast new world of possibilities for him.
Long Chen then thought of the nine forms of Split the Heavens. While he had taken pride in retrofitting the technique to function in the immortal world, he now found his past efforts crude and childish. He couldn’t even approve of its usage.
Now, a desire to modify Split the Heavens rose within him.
Looking around, he felt that many of the divine abilities simply weren’t to his taste—until his gaze landed on one.
“Highwind Sword Art?”
Long Chen’s eyes suddenly brightened. This name sounded promising.
Long Chen reached out to touch the light pillar when, suddenly, a large figure lunged at him, intentionally bumping him just as his hand made contact.
He seemed to have been waiting for Long Chen for a long time. The moment Long Chen moved, he extended a hand toward the same light pillar. It was clearly intentional.
“Fuck off!” exclaimed Long Chen.
Unaware that someone had been tailing him, Long Chen reacted instinctively. He slapped the fool, causing half his face to explode in a spray of violet blood.
The fool let out a terrified scream as he realized his jaw was dangling loosely.
His scream attracted attention. Three figures rushed over, one of them shouting furiously, “How dare you attack people here?!”
The three of them came from three different directions and tried to subdue Long Chen. Even without seeing the symbol on their sleeves, Long Chen could tell from their cooperation that they were on the same side as the fellow on the ground.
Clearly, this had been a setup. They had sent one person to provoke Long Chen. If Long Chen dared to fight back, they would all testify that Long Chen had attacked first, and they were forced to counterattack. Even if they beat Long Chen black and blue, Long Chen could only swallow that grievance.
However, they hadn’t expected Long Chen to be so ruthless. Seeing their comrade nearly crippled, the three immediately launched vicious attacks, aiming to maim him.
“AH!”
Three screams that were even more mournful than the first one rang out. The three attackers went flying. Gasps rippled through the crowd as people rushed over to see what had happened.
There were two severed arms and a leg beneath Long Chen’s feet, fresh blood pooling around him. The four attackers lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
Witnesses shivered in fright when they saw the dismembered limbs. Unlike clean sword cuts, these appendages had been violently ripped off.
Just then, Long Chen was absorbed into the light pillar—he had passed the trial.
“What happened?!” shouted the violet-crown Divine Emperor.
The violet-crown Divine Emperor stormed in, his expression darkening as he took in the scene.
“AH! That Luo family demon… he attacked us! It hurts! AHH!” the man with the severed leg screamed as he tried to explain.
“Why are you just shouting?! Reconnect your limbs!”
Others rushed to help, pressing the severed limbs back into place. As long as they circulated their violet blood energy, their limbs would quickly reattach. After all, growing them anew would cost more essence blood.
“AH!”
The moment they attempted to reconnect their limbs, their screams became even more miserable. Only then did they realize violet flames burned at their wounds, preventing regeneration.
“What…?” They were all baffled. What kind of power was this?
The violet-crown Divine Emperor’s face darkened. Seeing that the four men were from the Bi family, he immediately understood the situation.
However, leaving them here wailing was no solution. He stepped forward and pressed a divine rune against the man with the severed leg, attempting to extinguish the flames.
“AHH!” The man screamed even more violently. His body convulsed before he fell unconscious.
“Eh?”
This time, even the violet-crown Divine Emperor’s expression changed.