Talented Martial Hero novel Chapter 727

Darren moved as soon as he knew what he needed to do.

There were 18, 000 extreme sword intents, each of which was dreadful. It was difficult to master even just one of them.

What Darren needed to do now was to master one sword intent. He would cultivate it to get close to the strongest it could be and then integrate it into his sword core.

He thought to himself that the first step was to choose a sword intent that was gentle—not a rampant and violent one.

'This purplish blue sword intent seems to be tame, but it is also sharp. It should be my first choice.'

After observing for an hour, Darren decided to use the purplish blue sword intent.

Whoosh!

Darren cautiously flew into the air and approached the small stream of extreme sword intent.

'Should I use the Assimilation Skill or attempt to master it slowly?' Darren thought to himself.

The sword intents were all intertwined. It was impossible to isolate just one by using the Assimilation Skill. If many of the sword intents bonded with Darren's core as he attempted to assimilate them, the force would be too great and would cause his body to explode!

"It would be better for me to comprehend it. Although it takes time, it's definitely safer."

Darren called upon his spiritual sense and gingerly probed the purplish blue sword intent.

Buzz.

All his senses began to buzz.

"Oh, it turns out to be a sword intent from a sword skill that was condensed from 3, 000 other sword skills."

The complicated sword tracks flashed through Darren's mind as he tried to make sense of them.

Darren began to calculate the amount of time he would need to comprehend the sword intent. 'If it's two sword skills condensed into one, I would need to keep condensing them by halves... So that would be 3, 000 to 1, 500, then 1, 500 to 750...' Darren's mind began to swim as he realized he would need plenty of time.

'I would need an hour to condense two sword skills into one, and I might need a longer time later on.

If it goes on like this, it will take me at least a hundred years. Even so, it might take me even longer to fuse all 3, 000 into one single sword skill.' Darren was surprised by the amount of time it would take to comprehend one sword intent.

After all, every warrior who was able to comprehend the extreme sword intent was extremely talented. However, even the most talented of them all would still need thousands of years to comprehend an extreme sword intent.

"You don't have to worry about time,"

a voice whispered. Darren turned around and saw the young man with black and white sword eyes. He seemed to sense what Darren was thinking.

"Master, do you mean to say that I was thinking correctly?"

The young man with sword eyes nodded, "It's a tough road, but if you are able to endure, you will get through it. Time flows differently in this space. A hundred years on the inside is equivalent to two on the outside."

"Oh, I see. Thank you, master." Darren was very thrilled to hear that.

The young man with black and white sword eyes nodded coolly. "Reach the Super Emperor Realm as soon as possible!" he said. "Then, come to meet me in the Primitive Wilderness!"

"Super Emperor Realm? Master, what do you mean by Super Emperor Realm? Is that even stronger than the Emperor Realm?" Darren asked.

"You will understand in the future." The young man cast his eyes down. "My avatar will not descend here ten years later. By then, if you stepped into the Holy Realm, you would be in charge of the Starry Tower."

"What? But why?" Darren asked in confusion.

"Rules." The young man shrugged and went away, leaving Darren all alone.

Darren shook his head and smirked to himself. His master was very mysterious, often speaking in code.

He knew, however, that his master was more powerful than anything he could ever imagine. He even felt that the young man's body surpassed the so-called immortal!

'I must go to the Primitive Wilderness, ' Darren resolved. He wanted to see the power of all the creatures of the universe for himself. He settled himself in a spot and made himself comfortable.

He closed his eyes and then began to deduce the sword skills to condense the sword intent.

The complicated sword tracks flashed in his mind over and over again. In the beginning, he felt that they were very foreign. However, he grew to learn and master them.

Time flew by. In the space where he was mastering the sword intents, Darren sat quietly for over a hundred years. One day, he finally opened his eyes.

"Now there are still three sword skills left. How can I turn them into one?" Darren was troubled.

Each of the three sword skills was merged from five hundred sword skills. If two of the three sword skills were combined together and then combined with the third remaining sword skill, it would be imbalanced and the results would be disastrous.

"Holy crap! The three sword skills will never be able to fuse into one sword skill!" Darren frowned.