Chapter 45: Last Distance

Now that Duan Chuchen stopped and was already at a distance of 30,000 feet, he felt a strong pressure. At this moment, he no longer needed to face the sword intent. The comprehension of the sword intent was not a big problem for him. The problem was that the wind from the astral winds was very strong, causing Duan Chuchen's body to sway continuously.

If he wanted to ask about capturing the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele and not falling down, then the only way would be to deeply comprehend the powerful sword intent emitted by the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele.

The sword intent contained a huge amount of comprehension toward Duan Chuchen. If it was possible to deeply comprehend that layer of sword intent, then Duan Chuchen would be completely attracted to the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele and would no longer have to fear the astral winds. Duan Chuchen started to stop and continuously feel the sword intent.

After a day had passed, Duan Chuchen was still lying motionlessly on the ground thirty kilometers away from the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele. He began to comprehend the sword intent transmitted from the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele.

The sword intent was continuously absorbed by Duan Chuchen's Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword, forming a huge cyclone. At this moment, the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword seemed to become excited, and continuously emitted purplish-red light from Duan Chuchen's body. Duan Chuchen once again felt the strong sword intent.

What was sword intent? At this moment, Duan Chuchen was constantly thinking about this question. Sword intent was an understanding of the sword, a driving force for the sword. Some people could only stand in the distance and attract the attention of precious swords by emitting powerful sword intent from their bodies. Some people could only use treasured swords, but could not use the essence within them.

Sword intent was a tempering of the sword. It was a very strong reliance on the sword, which transformed it into a kind of will. This will, however, allowed one's strength and spirit to become strong.

At this time, he was surprised to find that in his body, there was a light white cyclone that appeared beside the Purplish-red Stiletto. This sword Yuan had the outline of a treasure sword, it looked very similar to his own Purplish-red Stiletto, but it did not have the mysteriousness and domineering aura of a Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword.

That sword shaped cyclone continued to emit waves of sword intent. Those strands of sword intent were not emitted from the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele, but rather, from Duan Chuchen's own body, which had a sharp aura. Duan Chuchen's eyes revealed a hint of surprise, and within the cyclone in his body, the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele seemed to become more intimate with him.

At this moment, a figure appeared below Duan Chuchen. It was the strong shout of the man in the black suit that knew Duan Chuchen that day.

When he saw Duan Chuchen, the man in black clothing was a little surprised. Now, Duan Chuchen had firmly grabbed onto the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele and was able to move forward without worry. Just as Duan Chuchen was about to move, the man in black clothing behind him spoke.

"Little brother, we meet again." At this moment, the black-uniformed man revealed a trace of a smile and said to Duan Chuchen.

Duan Chuchen pretended to be confused. With a glance, he saw that it was really the interesting burly man who knew he was climbing the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele. He also exposed a warm smile on his face. At this moment, the black-uniformed man was very careful. Step by step, he climbed up the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele. He did not dare to be like Duan Chuchen and leaped a distance of ten meters.

"Big brother, we meet again." Duan Chuchen smiled. That's right, we've met again. It really is fate. Why don't we give it to our friends? I am called Zhao Yunloong, a member of the Zhao Family within the Zihan City. At this time, Zhao Yunloong started to become friends with Duan Chuchen.

Duan Chuchen smiled and said, "My name is Duan Chuchen, Big Brother Zhao, hello." Zhao Yunloong laughed: "You're too courteous, if you have time, come and take a seat with us. I don't think you're part of our Zihan City, I can properly entertain you." At this moment, Zhao Yunloong directly started to pull Duan Chuchen over.

After all, Zhao Yunloong knew that Duan Chuchen was only climbing the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele for the second time, yet he was able to reach such a height. Even Han Yuntian and Zhou Zijian had climbed to such heights dozens of times in order to reach the top.

Duan Chuchen smiled and said: "Let's reach the top of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele first."

Zhao Yunloong laughed heartily: "That's true, my boy forgot that we were climbing the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele, so I hope you succeed. Let's work hard together."

At this moment, Duan Chuchen felt that Zhao Yunloong was a pretty good person. At least for now, Duan Chuchen felt that Zhao Yunloong was a good friend to him.

Duan Chuchen nodded his head and started to move. Duan Chuchen's speed was extremely fast, it was as if they were running halfway on a Heavenly Sword Holy Stele. In a short moment, they had left Zhao Yunloong far behind.

Zhao Yunloong's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. It was obvious that he didn't reach a height of 30,000 feet before the battle even started. Yet, Duan Chuchen still dared to move so fast.

The height he was at right now was already quite terrifying. Even Duan Chuchen didn't dare to jump quickly, and could only grab onto the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele tightly with both of his hands and start moving.

If Duan Chuchen was able to jump ten meters high just like he was before, then he might have already been blown down to the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele by the strong wind.

Duan Chuchen moved quickly and another day passed. Finally, Duan Chuchen arrived at the location of the four thousand swords. He felt the sword spirit beckoning to him.

There was basically no one climbing here after they came to an area of more than forty thousand feet. People who could climb up as high as forty thousand feet like Zhao Yunloong were extremely rare, and the number of warriors that came to challenge Heavenly Sword Holy Stele s were at least eighty or less. However, those who were able to reach thirty thousand feet were rarely there.

When he arrived here, Duan Chuchen felt that his body was unsteady again. Moreover, the strong wind blowing towards him was several times stronger than before.

This meant that Duan Chuchen's comprehension of the sword intent was already insufficient to attract the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele. Duan Chuchen stopped once again and began to comprehend the sword intent.

Time passed slowly. At this moment, it was impossible for the people behind him to catch up to Duan Chuchen. Duan Chuchen began to comprehend silently.

The sword intent was constantly being absorbed by Duan Chuchen. At this moment, the sword intent emitted by the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele was extremely strong. If a bit of the sword intent was emitted to an ordinary person's body, they might be injured.

With such a thick sword intent, the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword in his body seemed to be cheering, trembling non-stop as its recovery speed was extremely fast.

Time flew by. Duan Chuchen could feel that the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword in his body was able to recover seven or eight times faster than an ordinary person. He believed that before long, the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword would be able to completely recover.

Duan Chuchen had already climbed the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele for three days. It was now noon and the sword intent was at its strongest. Duan Chuchen climbed up step by step and the sword intent was simply unable to stop him. Then something strange happened. At this moment, the air whirl beside the Purplish-red Stiletto in Duan Chuchen's body became more and more solid.

But now, it was no longer difficult for him to climb up. His movement speed became faster and faster. Duan Chuchen could have climbed up one step in one breath's time, but now, Duan Chuchen could actually climb up two steps in that time.

Usually, the higher he went, the more difficult it would be. However, it seemed that the higher he went, the easier it was for Duan Chuchen.

The sword intent on the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele was getting denser and stronger, but it was simply unable to stop Duan Chuchen's footsteps. Duan Chuchen started to get excited, because the Purplish Red Virtual Small Sword in his body was continuously circulating, making it easy for him to comprehend the sword intent.

Duan Chuchen had an idea. The reason why he was able to comprehend the sword intent so quickly was because of the help of the Purplish-red Stiletto in his body.

The more complete the recovery of the Purplish-red Stiletto in his body, the faster his comprehension would be. It was as if the sword intent had no difficulty at all for Duan Chuchen.

Finally, another two hours had passed. Duan Chuchen could vaguely see that the top of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele was emitting an extremely strong penetrating aura.

Duan Chuchen started to get excited. He quickened his pace and climbed up.

At this moment, there were still the last 300 feet, but Duan Chuchen was extremely excited. It was no different from 300 feet. His desire for the sword had reached its peak.

"Weng weng ~ ~ ~" Duan Chuchen Zong didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that the entire Heavenly Sword Holy Stele was starting to shake. It was just a slight vibration, and everyone could feel it, but Duan Chuchen was at the top of the Heavenly Sword Holy Stele, and the feeling was the smallest.

It was right in front! Duan Chuchen could feel the piercing intent of the lightning heading straight at him. Even he himself felt pain in his body.

"Don't try to stop me!" Duan Chuchen hurriedly sent the sword intent over. Duan Chuchen felt that the burning on his face was about to be torn apart.

He forcefully endured it, because he was only at the last hundred feet. However, his face did not need to have a body. At this moment, his face and head had suffered the greatest impact from that sword intent …