182: A divine eye? A blind man? (Sixty-seven)

Jun Yun sat cross-legged in the center of the dao platform.

His eyes remained covered by that rough strip of cloth.

Over these past few months, everyone who had come up to the stage to snatch his position as the dao platform holder had died.

The title "Blind Swordsman" had long since spread from Tianjiao City.

Jun Yun's mind was completely immersed in the unique "dao rhyme" emitted by this ancient dao platform.

This dao rhyme was like an invisible mentor.

It constantly washed over Jun Yun's Sword Heart, enlightening his Divine Soul.

Every day he remained the arena master, the dao platform would feed back an extremely pure spiritual energy to him.

More importantly, it was that profound aura that resonated with the Laws of heaven and earth.

It was like a key, opening a brand-new door for Jun Yun.

In his Minds Eye world, the entire heaven and earth had transformed into a giant net woven from countless lines.

That was the manifestation of the Laws.

The most obscure part at the end of the second chapter of the Sword Scripture flowed slowly through his mind.

Those words and phrases that he had once been unable to understand now brought a glimmer of enlightenment.

Countless sword lights constantly evolved, collided, and annihilated within his mental world.

He attempted to condense these sword lights into that wisp of "Dao Intent" that transcended "momentum."

As long as he could condense a single wisp, his Sword Dao would step into a brand-new Domain.

However, this was difficult.

Every time, at the very moment that wisp of "Dao Intent" was about to take shape, it would collapse without warning, turning back into the most primitive Sword Dao runes.

Jun Yun was not discouraged.

Every failure allowed his understanding of sword momentum to deepen by another level.

These months of realization had brought him huge gains.

His sword momentum had become more restrained and reached Perfection.

His use of the "Minds Eye" had also become increasingly proficient and natural.

He knew very well that he was only missing a true opportunity.

An opportunity that would allow him to completely fuse all his realizations into one furnace.

Jun Yun's mind slowly withdrew from that ethereal state.

It was almost time.

In the blink of an eye, the Dao Platform Contest had entered its eleventh month.

It was also the final month.

The atmosphere throughout the Five Domains had become incomparably heavy.

The three thousand dao platforms in each Domain were like three thousand meat grinders, eliminating countless Prodigies.

Now, the arena masters of most dao platforms had stabilized.

Each one of them was a top-tier powerhouse who had fought their way out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

No one dared to easily step onto the stage to challenge them anymore.

Everyone was waiting.

Waiting for the arrival of the final month to make their last sprint.

On a dao platform in the Southern Border.

Qing Yao wore a simple dress, her figure cold and aloof.

At her feet lay a corpse that had just lost its vitality; it was a long-renowned Yao Race Divine Body Prodigy.

As early as three months ago, Qing Yao had emerged from seclusion.

The injuries on her body had long since healed, and her aura was calmer and sharper than before.

She did not choose a dao platform in the Central Plains but came directly to the Southern Border, which was filled with the Yao Race.

It only took her one day to cleanly and decisively seize a dao platform with absolute strength, and she had held it firmly ever since.

Every Yao Race Prodigy and even Human Race Prodigy who came to challenge her was, without exception, suppressed by her extreme speed and sharp Laws.

The fearsome reputation of "Fairy Qingluan" resounded throughout the entire Southern Border.

However, Qing Yao only looked calmly in the direction of the Central Plains, her eyes carrying a trace of worry that no one could understand.

The deepest part of the Qing Clan Secret Realm.

The place where You Chen was in seclusion.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena here.

Everything was exceptionally calm.

You Chen slowly opened his eyes.

The last trace of light in his eyes faded, returning to a calmness like an ancient well without ripples.

The "Nirvana Singularity" Dharma Form behind him also quietly disappeared, merging with his body.

He just sat there quietly, with no aura leaking from his body.

Yet, it was as if he had merged with the entire heaven and earth.

The "Nirvana Body," having been broken and then established, had completely stabilized.

His strength now was even more unfathomable than when he first returned.

You Chen stood up and walked out of the seclusion area.

A God King of the Qing Clan had long been waiting outside.

"You Chen, you have emerged from seclusion."

The God King's tone carried a trace of awe that even he himself had not noticed.

You Chen nodded and asked directly, "To what stage has the Dao Platform Contest progressed?"

"It has reached the final stage, with only one month remaining."

The God King Elder briefly recounted all the major events that had occurred in the outside world over the past few months.

You Chen listened calmly, with no expression on his face.

He did not care about missing the previous battles.

Because his goal had been very clear from the beginning.

That sole emperor fate.

"Big Brother Jun?" After listening, You Chen asked.

The first thing he did upon emerging from seclusion was to find Jun Yun.

The God King Elder shook his head, his expression somewhat complex.

"Little Friend Jun Yun... he left without saying goodbye nearly a year ago."

"We do not know where he went either."

Hearing this answer, You Chen's heart tightened.

Big Brother Jun had left without saying goodbye.

Had he gone to fight for a dao platform?

Or to do something else?

You Chen's heart became complicated.

He hoped Jun Yun had not gone to fight for a dao platform.

The fighting there was too intense; blades and swords had no eyes, and life and death were decided in an instant.

He did not want any accidents to befall Jun Yun.

"I understand."

You Chen suppressed the emotions in his heart and did not ask further.

He bade farewell to the God King Elder, took a step, and his figure instantly appeared above the Central Plains.

He needed a dao platform to obtain the qualification to enter the Ancient Starry Road.

He cast his gaze toward the distant Northern Plains.

You Chen took a step.

His figure directly crossed endless space.

Northern Plains.

Wind and snow filled the air.

A dao platform floating above a glacier emitted dazzling divine light.

A youth wearing purple battle armor stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the dao platform.

He was the arena master of this dao platform, a peerless Divine Body Prodigy from a reclusive Ancient Saint Clan, named Zi Yuanxiao.

He was an ancient existence who had been sealed since ancient times and only awakened after the arrival of the Great Era.

His aura was powerful, his gaze arrogant, and he enjoyed the awe-filled gazes of countless Northern Plains Cultivators below the stage.

He had guarded this place for four months.

Anyone who dared to challenge his majesty was arrogantly torn to shreds by him.

Just as he thought today would also pass by peacefully.

A figure appeared before the dao platform without warning.

That figure was silent.

It did not cause any spatial fluctuations.

But the moment he appeared.

That restrained yet imposing aura carried immense pressure, causing the entire ice plain to grow cold.

On the dao platform.

The arrogance on the purple-armored youth's face instantly froze.

He turned his head abruptly.

He saw a handsome youth dressed in a black robe, whose aura was incomparably weak, looking at him with a smile.