Chapter 205: The Inheritance Sword Room of the Heartflow

The old man remained silent for a moment and said, “Well, it’s time for you to witness the depth of our Heartflow. Follow me.”

The two returned to the Sword Hall and arrived in the backyard.

A square secret room appeared before them, landing on the empty ground of the backyard with a loud bang.

The secret room was entirely made of pitch-black rocks, airtight, and exuded an ancient texture.

In the next moment, the secret room sank into the ground and disappeared. Before the two, the ground caved in, revealing a staircase leading to the secret room.

This secret room had been stored in the old man’s skill space all along. Now, he used his earth magic ability to sink it underground, preserving it within the Sword Hall.

Under the old man’s guidance, Leo followed him inside.

“This is the sword room passed down through generations in our Heartflow. Only the inheriting disciples are qualified to enter.”

The old man placed his palm on the large door, and a crack immediately opened in the black door, slowly revealing the inside. Leo followed him in.

Inside, it was empty and very clean, without a speck of dust. The walls were made of hard, pitch-black rock, adorned with various carvings.

Some depicted mountains, some water, various animals, ferocious monsters, and portraits of people.

Each painting was crafted by different hands. As soon as Leo stepped into the room, he felt countless different sword intents rushing towards him, transforming into a tangible storm that rampaged within the confined space.

Leo’s consciousness arrived in a vast world, where towering mountains spanned the land, and surging rivers flowed downward. Various ferocious giant creatures roamed among the mist-covered mountains, resembling a wild and untamed scene.

In the space between heaven and earth, different sword intents intertwined, maintaining a subtle balance amidst the chaos, collectively forming a magnificent world picture.

As soon as Leo stepped into this realm, he felt the pressure from the world, an endless violent aura pressing down on him, almost crushing him.

Leo stood upright, releasing a sword intent that surged into the sky, breaking through the clouds and confronting the entire realm.

In the next moment, Leo’s consciousness returned to the room, and upon opening his eyes, he saw the old man nodding in satisfaction.

“These are the paintings carved by the predecessors of the Heartflow on the walls. They are not just paintings; they represent the sword intent comprehension of each predecessor throughout their lives, all condensed into these images. It can be said that this is the sword intent world constructed by all our predecessors. Being able to stand in this room without being eroded by sword intent indicates that you have already embarked on your own path.”

“Absorb and comprehend the sword intents of the predecessors, learn from their strengths and make them your own. Your sword intent and strength can be further refined. Once you can leave your own painting in this room, you will have reached the threshold of the Heart Mind Slash.”

Only then did Leo carefully examine the paintings around him. The skills of the predecessors varied; some could be described as mere doodles. However, Leo was captivated by these paintings. Each stroke was meticulously crafted, containing a magical will that was deeply alluring, revealing the endless mysteries of the Heartflow’s sword intent.

The sword has no limits. Leo glimpsed a corner of this vast world and marveled at the profundity of the Heartflow. Even though he had already mastered the second layer of profundity, he still felt it was merely the tip of the iceberg of the Heartflow. Only by mastering the third layer, the Heart Mind Slash, might he truly enter the realm, and the highest class he could reach depended entirely on himself.

The old man approached a painting, which depicted a fishing rod. “This is a painting I carved, taking most of my life to create this much. Next, I plan to carve the person fishing, and then my painting will be complete.”

Leo looked at this painting and recognized the old man’s sword intent; it truly reflected his style, longing for a leisurely life of fishing and wandering.

“Next, you will meditate here. When you come out, your strength will surely improve, and you might even comprehend the Heart Mind Slash.”

“Mm.”

Leo sat cross-legged and automatically entered the meditation state of the Heartflow.

Affected by the surrounding sword intents, it was not as smooth as before. He often woke up from it, which was also a form of training, refining his own sword intent under the tempering of various powerful sword intents.

The old man also sat cross-legged, entering a meditative state.

Days and nights passed as the sun rose and set.

During this time, the old man woke up several times, while Leo remained immersed, continuously elevating his sword intent. Each time the old man awoke, he could feel the changes in Leo; his sword intent became increasingly refined.

He left the sword room and went outside. It was now morning. After having breakfast, he began to teach the other disciples.

“Master, has Brother Leo not come out yet?” During a break, Ida asked.

The old man glanced in the direction of the sword room and calculated the time. It had been nearly ten days since Leo entered seclusion, and there was still a long way to go.

“That kid is going through a very important phase; he won’t come out so soon.”

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a surge of overwhelming energy erupted from the backyard. Endless sharp sword energy burst forth, tearing the ground apart, and the earth exploded, revealing the pitch-black sword room.

Immediately after, a massive sword intent shot into the sky, stirring the clouds and causing them to roll.

The old man rushed to the backyard and saw a scene of devastation. The entire backyard had been almost blown away by the sword energy, leaving only the sword room intact.

“Has he broken through?”

The old man was shocked and immediately waved away the other disciples, then covered the sword room with earth again. He returned to his room, checked himself in the mirror to ensure he wasn’t too disheveled, and then headed to the sword room.

Inside the sword room, Leo had already awakened but was still familiarizing himself with his own power.

“You have broken through?”

The old man sensed something strange about Leo’s aura, like the power of the Heart Mind Slash, yet it felt somewhat lacking.

Leo shook his head. “I have only stepped into the threshold. There is still something missing to fully enter. The Heart Mind Slash is not so easy to master. Merely meditating has its limits; I still need a real battle.”

The old man nodded. “That’s still quite good.”

“I need to go out for a while; I might be gone for a long time. The Sword Hall will be entrusted to you.” Leo stood up, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

“Go ahead. Young people should go out and explore more. I will also enter seclusion. The Heartflow doesn’t need to recruit more disciples; this scale is sufficient. Now, it depends on the performance of these disciples to see if they are suitable to be the successors of the Heartflow.”

The old man was unsure if he wanted these disciples to train or if he simply wanted to slack off. In any case, he would never admit that he decided to enter seclusion because of Leo’s impact.

“Brother Leo, you finally came out.”

As soon as Leo emerged, Ida rushed over.

Leo patted his head. “I have something to attend to, so I will be going out for a while. The Heartflow will be entrusted to you.”

Ida felt a bit reluctant but still said, “Brother Leo, go ahead. I will work hard to train myself and protect the Heartflow.”

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