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"This is the first sword technique I'm going to teach you — Sky Breaking Sword Thrust!" The Sword Spirit's clear and melodious voice sounded with a thick solemnity.

"Sky Breaking Sword Thrust? "What a tyrannical name!" Chen Feng mumbled and looked forward to it.

Suddenly, the sky and earth went pale.

In Chen Feng's sea of consciousness, only the sword spirit's petite figure and the small green sword in her hand remained.

"Swish!"

The sword spirit's hand slightly moved as she thrusted her sword forward.

In an instant, Chen Feng felt that both time and space had been frozen. In his consciousness, there was only the trajectory of that sword.

The small green sword flew quickly, and wherever it passed, everything collapsed without a trace. The sky was pierced, the sun, moon, and stars were shattered, and the primordial universe was torn apart …

After the sword light passed, a huge chasm appeared between the heaven and earth. Within this chasm, there was nothing but emptiness.

"What a powerful strike!" Chen Feng's heart jolted as his mind suddenly returned to him. The huge chasm disappeared without a trace, leaving only the sword spirit looking at him with a smile.

"How is it?" The sword spirit raised her head proudly.

"Powerful!" Chen Feng said from the bottom of his heart, "This sword move is simply a godly skill."

"Of course. This sword strike formed the crystal of my previous master's Sword Truth. Naturally, it is the most powerful!" When mentioning her previous master, the sword spirit had an extraordinary pride. She looked at Chen Feng and said carelessly, "The essence of swordsmanship is already imprinted in your consciousness. However, with your aptitude, if you want to perform it, you will need to train hard for at least a hundred years."

To a cultivator, a hundred years of sharpening of the sword was not long at all.

"Ah, I just demonstrated it to you for a while. I'm so tired. No, I want to sleep! You must train hard, don't be lazy. " The sword spirit let out a laugh. Then, under Chen Feng's astonished gaze, it turned into a small green sword. It slowly floated to the center of Chen Feng's mind and stopped moving.

Without any hesitation, Chen Feng grasped the brown flying sword and entered into comprehension.

It was because of this effect that the black flying sword's strange ability was used.

The fusion of energy that ordinary people could not use was completely utilized under the effects of the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust, thereby increasing the power of the sword move.

In other words, this black flying sword was created for the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust. The black flying sword allowed the power of the Sky Breaking Sword Thrust to increase by several times!

Powerful sword-arts were naturally not so easily comprehended.

One night passed. Chen Feng was still in the process of comprehending the Sky Breaking Sword Technique. If he wanted to execute it, he would still have a long journey ahead of him.

After stopping his cultivation, Chen Feng left the Heavenly Pill Immortal Manor in a flash.

At this moment, the sky had turned bright and the streets were filled with noise. There were cultivators leaving everywhere.

The Grand Competition had already ended and many cultivators started to return to their sects. Within a single night, the Azure Continent became much more desolate.

Pushing open the door, Chen Feng spoke a few words to Elder Yanggang and the others before disappearing at the end of the street.

… ….

Zhang Clan, one of the four great clans of Cangzhou City.

All the clansmen who had some status in the Zhang Clan were summoned back. From their hasty manner, it could be seen that something had happened to the Zhang Clan.

At this moment, the Zhang Family's discussion hall was in an uproar.

"Zhang He, why have you gathered all of you here so early?" An elder of the Zhang Clan asked loudly with a cold expression.

Zhang He sat in the middle of the room, on the chair that only the Zhang Clan Head could sit on. He glanced at the Elder and said nothing. He just sat quietly in his chair, tapping his fingers on the exquisite armrest from time to time.

In fact, he hadn't been sitting in this chair for a day or two. Ever since Zhang Hu's cultivation regressed due to his hidden injuries, the majority of Zhang family members had already tacitly allowed Zhang He to sit in this position.

However, that was if Zhang Hu didn't come.

As long as Zhang Hu came, Zhang He had to give up his seat.

Now, Zhang Hu had arrived.

"Greetings, Patriarch!" Seeing Zhang Hu's arrival, everyone greeted him. The crowd that was squeezed together immediately opened up a small path for him.

"The Patriarch seems to be getting weaker." Seeing Zhang Hu like this, many Zhang family members had different thoughts.

Zhang Hu ignored them. Without a word, he walked to the center of the chamber where his throne was located.

Zhang He looked at him coldly, but he did not say anything. He sat on the chair as steady as Mt. Tai, without even the slightest intention to get up.

"Zhang He, how dare you! The Patriarch is here! You actually dared to sit on the Patriarch's throne, get down! " Seeing such a situation, the elder who was coldly stared at by Zhang He just now loudly scolded.

Following his words, the surrounding Zhang Clan disciples also began to denounce him. Zhang He's actions were completely outrageous.

However, there were only a few people who denounced him. Most of the Zhang disciples were standing there with weird expressions on their faces, not saying a word.

"Humph!" Zhang He shouted in anger, and the powerful aura immediately made the scene quiet down.

He looked at the effect with satisfaction and shouted, "Give up? Why did I give up my position to this unqualified Patriarch? "

"How dare you!" An elder suddenly stepped forward, pointed at Zhang He's nose and cursed, "Are you trying to usurp the throne?"

"A usurper? "Humph!" Zhang He coldly snorted in disdain, "The position of the Zhang Family Head was originally mine. These years, I have taken care of everything that happens in the Zhang Family. Only in my hands can the Zhang Family become even more powerful!"

As Zhang He's voice fell, a few elders also joined in and agreed, "That's right, Zhang He has been working hard all these years. More importantly, Zhang He's potential is astonishing, and he will soon break through to the Divine Tribulation Realm. Under his leadership, the Zhang Clan was able to avoid being bullied by other forces! "

"You all … You gluttons! " The elder who had stood out earlier cursed, "All these years, the Patriarch has brought you all well!"

"Nothing! "How could I …" The third elder was anxious and wanted to retort, but was interrupted by Zhang He, "Now, the Elders Guild will decide on the choice of the family head!"

As soon as his voice fell, the three elders stepped forward in unison, "I agree to remove Zhang Hu and let Zhang He be the Patriarch!"

"You all..." The third elder shouted, "I don't agree!"

"It's useless. More than half of the elders have already agreed. Now it has become a foregone conclusion!" Zhang Hu, who was silent a moment ago, suddenly stopped the third elder who was about to erupt with anger and spoke in harmony.

"Patriarch... "You …" The third elder looked at Zhang Hu in confusion.

Zhang Hu smiled enigmatically but did not say a word.

"Now, I announce that I will remove the position of Zhang Hu's Patriarch and let me take over as the Patriarch." Zhang He coldly glanced at Zhang Hu, his tone exceptionally cold, "Do you have any objections?"

"I have an objection!"

Before Zhang Hu could say anything, an elderly voice was heard from outside the door. A raggedly dressed old man angrily entered the hall. "Zhang He, you shameless bastard. For the position of Patriarch, you actually sent someone to assassinate me!"