Dwight signaled at Jed with a frown and shook his head softly to stop him from asking questions. To this, Jed shrugged and kept his curiosity aside. At this time, Fane was in no capacity to care about what the people around him were talking about. He focused all his concentration on the energy that he had just absorbed. The powerful soul power washed through his meridians, and immense pain spread throughout his entire body.
Although the Shattered Soul Crystal was a precious treasure, it contained a great amount of energy. The energy was so strong that it felt like a road roller constantly compressed his meridians.
Fane’s meridians were relatively strong, but he gradually grew weaker after
enduring the continuous impart and was unable to take it anymore. He sighed deeply and continuously performed the seal with his hands, wanting to form the sixth soul sword by utilizing this energy.
He ignored the thoughts of everyone around him. One by one, strands of darkcolored light appeared in his palms. These strands of light condensed into black runes in mid-air, and they twisted and rotated as if they were about to form a painting.
With the support of such powerful soul power, it was much simpler to form the soul swords. The great master was able to form the soul swords several hundred times faster than Fane because he had the support of strong soul power and was able to use that power to form the sword as he wished.
Everyone watched as Fane continuously flipped his palms. His hands moved faster and faster until only shadows of his hands were left. Within several breaths, the sixth soul sword was completed. Fane ignored the condition of his body and continued. He immediately plunged into forming the seventh soul sword.
Everybody stared at him, especially Jed and the rest. Jed looked left and right in puzzlement as he tried to make sense of what was going on by looking at the others' reactions. Alas, everyone else was just as clueless, with doubt painting their expressions, and they could not even hide it.
They had no idea what Fane was doing. What was he practicing? Why were his hands so grandiose in the way they moved?
Dwight's frown never left his face. He lowered his voice and said, "What is he doing? Is he practicing powerful martial skills?"
Jed initially nodded before he shook his head. "What martial skills can he practice when he's only in the initial stage of the innate level? He’s probably bluffing, who knows."
Dwight leaned back, but his eyes never left Fane. "Ordinary people might be restrained by their realms when practicing martial skills, but Fane seems to be extraordinary. Look at what happened just now. The two of us thought that he wouldn't be able to break through the trap array, but he still managed it."
Jed glanced at Dwight. "This is different from finding a way to break out of the trap array. If he's so talented, he would’ve been accepted as one of the Thousand Leaves Pavilion's disciples. Why did he join the Dual Sovereign Pavilion instead? Let's not stretch it out too much."
Dwight stopped speaking, and one after another, the possibilities flashed through his mind. Just like what Jed said, practicing martial skills was different from finding a way to break out of the trap array. Practicing martial skills was an extremely difficult task.
It was extremely difficult for a person in the initial stage of the innate level to practice martial skills of the Earth level! Even disciples in the fifth-grade pavilions could not achieve this, let alone this young man who was from a third-grade pavilion. However, the things happening to him were too grand to ignore.
As Fane continued absorbing the surrounding energy into his body, Dwight truly wondered to himself if Fane was truly practicing an Earth-level martial skill.
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