Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1189

Chapter 1189: Chapter 747: It's Also Good to Have More Little Companions Chapter 1189: Chapter 747: It's Also Good to Have More Little Companions The Broad Sword Man's body housed the Sword King Body.

He could be considered a rarely seen Sword Path Genius.

Originally, he had come to the village seeking a glimmer of hope for his beloved.

Likewise, he had followed from the Wilderness to the present.

Like Tu Wa Zi, they were both “Old men,” with impressive seniority.

Hence, even though he was usually extremely low-key and modest,
strictly speaking, the Broad Sword Man's status in the village was actually not low.

It was just that he had always kept a low profile along the way, resulting in a low presence.

However.

Putting aside these factors,
The Broad Sword Man certainly counted as an old face, with considerable connections in the village.

He had even become the mentor for children of the right age thanks to Old Man Lin's high recommendation.

He taught the Sword Dao, training the novices.

Don't underestimate this position.

Within the entire village, there were not many who could receive such an honor.

Strength was certainly important, but when teaching a group of youngsters the basics, no matter how florid the teaching, the fundamentals were always the same.

Therefore, the most important factor determining whether one could take on this responsibility was the length of time they had followed Jiang Hui, their degree of faith, and so on.

In fact, to be frank,
The innate talent of the Broad Sword Man wasn't particularly heaven-defying.

His normal upper limit should be around the Supreme Realm or True Immortal Realm.

Of course, outside, this realm would not be considered low at all and was the existence that most beings wouldn't even dare dream of.

After all, once a being reached the True Immortal Realm, they could possess their own Fairy City.

Throughout the countless years of the Immortal Domain, the number of Fairy Cities totaled no more than just several thousand.

Each Era was roughly the same.

However, the Broad Sword Man had stubbornly broken through this barrier with his million-year-long perseverance in cultivation.

Hard practice was not always useful, especially after reaching one's own limits.

For example, Tu Wa.

But with the Broad Sword Man,
it seemed that as long as he practiced diligently, he would always achieve some gains.

A Quasi-King, though not a true King, was still far superior to the ordinary True Immortal Realm.

Moreover, over the years, the Broad Sword Man had acquired many Divine Skills related to the Sword Dao,
Even though he had just stepped into the ranks of Quasi-King, he should be no less capable than those old monsters who had long been entrenched in this Realm.

Under the tempering of ten thousand years, his Sword Dao cultivation had reached a brand new height.

The longsword in his hand seemed to have become a part of his body, with each swing generating Sword Qi that could tear apart the fabric of space.

The sword is the king of all weapons.

There's always a kind of gentle and refined grace.

But for the Broad Sword Man, whether it was kingly or not was another matter.

He didn't care about that.

What he cared about was whether the power of his sword could meet his own requirements.

Therefore.

After stepping into the Quasi-King realm,
And spending another hundred years,
The Broad Sword Man exhausted a great amount of effort, bridging the past and present, and incorporating his unique understanding into his swordsmanship.

He emphasized integrating the strengths of a hundred schools of weaponry, with thousands of variations and immense power, all embodied within a single sword stroke.

In this, All Swords Return to Sect, as taught to him by Jiang Hui long ago, was the foundation.

With other Sword Dao Divine Skills as supplements.

Not to mention, he really did create a set of sword techniques unique to himself.

When executed.

On the surface, it still looked like All Swords Return to Sect.

With a single stroke, boundless rain of swords ensued,
Able to instantaneously turn a small world into a hornet's nest.

But the actual power had undergone a revolutionary enhancement, mixed with other forces of the Sword Dao.

The destructive power was even more exaggerated.

Although not a completely new path, he had truly created his own unique method on his journey.

This was not cheating.

Without a million years of diligent sword practice, even if given a clever shortcut, it would be hard to say whether one could truly grasp it.

In addition.

Although he practiced the sword during the day, the Broad Sword Man did not idle away his other time and would often venture out.

To measure himself against those Sword Path prodigies, masters, powerhouses, and Sword Dao ancestors of the Immortal Domain, whether long-renowned or newly emerging.

Few rivalled him in strength, after all, no matter how you looked at it, the Broad Sword Man had already reached the Quasi-King Realm.

The ones who could touch the King's Domain through the way of the hundred schools of weaponry.

Looking over the entire Immortal Domain, not to say there were none, but truly very few.

As for those Sword Path geniuses whose strength was inferior to his, the Broad Sword Man would not overpower them by force of his realm.

Instead, he would first suppress his own strength to that comparable with theirs.

Over time, he gradually established the title of Sword Tyrant.

As for why he was not called a Sword Immortal?

It was entirely because the Broad Sword Man's way of using the sword was not about that ethereal charm, likened to a swimming dragon.

But was about powerful and broad strokes, emphasizing overwhelming force, where each sword's fall could cleave through endless mountains.

It may be a sword, but the impression it gave was like a broadsword filled with might, bristling with power; every stroke seemed like the creation of heaven and earth.

Moreover, with his tiger-like strength and bear-like torso, and his face covered with a full beard, one couldn't associate him with the Sword Immortal at any rate.

Throughout history, no Sword Immortal has ever had such an image.

Pick any at random, and they'd either be suave or as genteel as jade on a path.

In short, the sword and the concept of a dashing gentleman were inseparable.

The Broad Sword Man did not care about these distinctions and, in fact, particularly liked the title of Sword Tyrant, feeling it matched his temperament and image.

Immortality?

He had already reached the Quasi-King level; did he still need to be referred to with Immortality?

To him, that would actually be demeaning.

Shifting his gaze from the Broad Sword Man, Jiang Hui looked towards other locations, like a lion surveying its own territory.

Chapter end

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