Allen was resting his eyes in the car's backseat while it was driving through a highway, around twenty minutes later the car exited from a private exit on the side, driving through the small paved road for a while, later, the car came near a tightly guarded gate.

The guarded gate was opening as they neared, guards came out in greetings as the car drove inside the gate, after minutes of driving through multiple buildings, the car drove into a cave tunnel

Minutes later they were going through a glass-like underwater tunnel, evenly lightened, the view was unimaginably beautiful, as different types of fishes and underwater creatures could be seen.

In the car's backseat, Allen had opened his eyes, admiring the scenery around him,

After driving for fifteen minutes the tunnel ended as the car drove out to the surface, by then they were on an island, moments later the car stopped near a villa as Allen got off the car.

Sometime later Allen was walking through a corridor, few steps behind him charlotte was carrying a heavy bag, reaching the end Allen found himself entering a massive hall, In front of him was a huge wooden plaque with the words " Hall of Swords " written in a bold and sharp font, just looking at the plaque for a prolonged time would cause the viewer's eye to hurt and skin to crawl,

Moving his eyesight from the plaque Allen took a deep breath " it been a long while since the last time I've been here ", as Allen was thinking to himself, charlotte went to the side and put the bag she was carrying, opening it, there was a the bitch black long sword from Allen collection.

Moving to the hall's corner Allen opened a door, behind it was a small inventory of different types of swords, Looking around Allen chose a standard metallic sword, carrying the sword Allen came out.

Walking to the centre of the hall, Allen started training basic sword moves, a stab and a swing, horizontal and vertical, in the quiet hall only the swishing sound of the air being cut resounded, slowly Allen's mind was getting cleared, Allen was forgetting all the distracting ideas and notions.

All within his eyesight turned different shades of grey, 100 sword movements, 200, 300, 500, an unknown time later Allen had made more than two thousand moves, his forehead was covered in sweat.

The sword was moving like a blur, the shrieking sound of the winds being split apart by the sword's edge,

The spiritual energy of the peak of the Nascent soul realm was revolving through Allen's body and concentrating on the sword, with Allen's understanding of the sword, he was proficient in the sword energy concepts, only a tiny distance from forming a sword intent,

Theoretically, to use intent of any type the cultivator need to have reached the Origin realm, the 3rd great realm in cultivation, swords and spears are considered weapon so they belong to the weaponry Dao intent category, while elements like water and fire are from the elemental Dao category,

Originally with Allen's high talents, he should have broken through to the Great origin realm a long time ago, and comprehended sword intent to a high level, however, with his soul injury he couldn't cultivate normally,

while the soul injuries were an obstacle to his cultivation, with the environment of the Myriad Dao realm his comprehension wasn't affected by his cultivation,

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After completing around 2000 swings, Allen stopped, his breath slightly out of order, taking a few moments to reorganize his breath as he threw the sword away,

Stretching his hand towards the black sword beside Charlotte, Allen muttered under his breath "Dark Clouds", as if hearing itself being called, the sword's body shivered as it started floating and then flew towards Allen's outstretched hand, tightening his grasp on the sword in his hand the energy revolving through his body streamed to the sword.

The sword weighed more than 20 kg, much heavier than the average sword, and the weight was due to the special alloy it was made from, With the input of spiritual energy it started shaking as a mysterious glow, swinging it around, Allen felt the sword getting lighter.

Moving to the centre of the hall, Allen closed his eyes, took a deep breath, as he circulated all the spiritual energy from his dantian core to his veins and to the Dark Clouds sword, grasping the sword in a fighting stance,

Brilliant sparks of light came out from all corners of the hall as they condensed to the shape of a middle-aged man, wearing ancient swordsman clothes, with a long sword in hand, sword energy emitted from his body and sword intent spilt out from his eyes like a dam, " This old spirit greats the prince! " the hall spirit talked.

Allen smiled, excitement evident on his face he took a step backwards, and clasped his hands, " 2nd prince of the Aeon family greats the old sword spirit king ".

Both parties auras rose, as they both reached the peak of the Nascent soul realm, of course, the sword spirit king's true cultivation was unimaginably high to the point he could go against the head butler of the Aeon Mansion's butler Quinn.

Allen and the sword spirit king's eyes locked as sword intent and sword energy clashed, the silence in the hall was overwhelming, both of them stood in a fighting stance while both their senses stretched, monitoring the other, suddenly, a faint crunching sound resounded, which was like a drop of water that disturbed the calm lake,

Allen turned into a shadow as he darted towards the sword spirit king, the dark clouds sword turned into dark light as it clashed with the sword of the spirit king, spiritual energy raged and sword energies slashed the air.

Moments later Allen flew back, his cloth ripped in the chest, his expression grim, " It seems that the prince's comprehension of the sword had increased again, " the Spirit king said,

Tracing the sword's edge with his fingers Allen's closed his eye and cleared his mind from all distracting ideas, spiritual energy from Allen's core started merging with the sword concept energy-producing pure whisps of sword energy,

Sword energy spilt from his eyes producing a faint sound of the air being split apart, covered in sword energy Allen bulleted towards the spirit king again.

this time they clashed again and again, their speed being much faster than before, each time, as Allen gained a slight advantage, the spirit king would increase his battle power in response,

White mist appeared around Allen's body as he activated his special physique and his cultivation rose from the peak of the Nascent Soul realm to its extreme peak, then from the Half-Step realm to the Origin realm,

Using the only sword art he knows of, water droplets condensed around the dark clouds sword as they flew like bullets towards the Spirit King.

A smile appeared on the spirit king's face, as his deep eyes looked at Allen, even though he was not a human or a being of this world, he was a spiritual being, his emotions were no different from theirs, as he watched Allen grow up from a clueless child to a young swordsman, No, he could no longer be called a swordsman.

Within his senses range, he could sense, slowly but surely, the birth of an intent's seed, His eyes sharpened as he increased the strength he used to fight with Allen, putting him in a difficult situation.

In his eyes, there could be seen burning light. Suddenly, Allen's raging aura doubled as a new sharpness merged with it.

Sharp intent spread within the hall as it caused slashes to appear everywhere, on the ground and on the walls. On the side where Charlotte was standing while holding a large popcorn cup with one hand while the other was halfway to her mouth, as if wanting to eat the popcorn, but her eyes were wide open in shock, the popcorn bag was cut horizontally by the rampaging sword intent and spilt on the floor.

In a rare merging of soul, body, essence, and spirit, Allen turned into a beam of light and slashed the glowing dark clouds sword towards the Sword Spirit King.