Seeing this, Shen Qian could only sigh again.
He didn't expect much effect. If he could reach the mountains and seas, at least his mind was not in trouble. Once he made up his mind, how could he easily change it?
Shen Qian was not being overly sentimental; it was just that in the past six months of fighting in the war zone, while the "Old Days" squad had maintained a 100% mission completion rate and a zero casualty rate to date, this did not represent the overall situation.
He witnessed even more.
One entire Mountain and Sea Squad never returned, another returned severely injured, rested for a few days, and then never returned. There were also many more unfamiliar Mountain and Sea warriors who were unknown before they sank, who buried in another world to protect the safety of humanity, and whose souls never returned to their homeland until their deaths.
Having experienced more, Shen Qian was able to understand Wu Wei even better.
The struggles between kings and nobles, the throne of the emperor... those things are too far removed from ordinary human beings.
What truly protects this legacy of incense and this modern civilization are those ordinary mountains and seas that, in the eyes of kings and nobles, are merely the foundation of martial arts.
Shen Qian would rather these people in front of him had died on the battlefield against foreign invaders than at his hands.
It was at this time that Shen Qian felt an intense hatred for those high-ranking so-called kings and nobles who had instigated internal strife, and it seemed that there was only one way to end all of this...
He stretched out his right hand and the Mountain and River Blade materialized.
This is not the real Mountain and River Blade, but merely a medium for unleashing soul power before sinking.
"Sinking forward..."
This time, Qin Hao had only uttered two words when he went blind.
He watched as a dazzling light, as brilliant as the sun, erupted from Shen Qian's body. Then, a sword-like aura, like an arc, spread out from Shen Qian's hand, sweeping across a hundred feet in the blink of an eye before vanishing completely.
A hundred feet... just enough to touch the one of the hundred or so people who was standing the furthest away.
Putting everything else aside, that incredibly precise control alone is enough to be astonishing.
Everything fell silent.
Qin Hao stared blankly at Shen Qian; the two remained facing each other, as if nothing had changed. (ъìＱυGΕtV.net)
But Qin Hao's body soon began to tremble uncontrollably. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at the completely frozen figures around him.
Their bodies froze, their expressions froze, their eyes froze... and their life force froze forever.
Puff puff puff!
With a series of soft sounds, their figures exploded like fireworks, transforming into dazzling, multicolored light, before gradually merging into the surrounding seawater and disappearing from sight.
Visually speaking, this scene is nothing short of dreamlike.
But for Qin Hao, this was the most terrifying scene in the world.
One slash...
He only made one strike before sinking.
Hundreds of mountains and seas, all perished here.
Being immersed in the "sea of learning" and unable to unleash one's full potential is not an excuse, because the same was true before sinking.
In other words, even outside, Shen Qian could slaughter them all with a single blow.
No...it's not just them.
Qin Hao stared blankly down at his chest, watching it tear apart bit by bit.
He stood on the edge of the blade, and was the last one to lose his chance of survival.
His consciousness began to drift away, and looking back on his life, what welled up most was resentment.
He still has supernatural powers he hasn't used yet!
That was a supernatural power he discovered on his own!
This was also the biggest reason why he was taken in as a personal disciple by the Duke of Zhengxi.
Even though his supernatural power was flawed, Zheng Xibo himself said that he had the bearing of a king... So why was he not even given the chance to use his supernatural power in front of this man?
If we skipped all that nonsense and just got straight to the point, wouldn't things be different?
Qin Hao did not get an answer because his consciousness finally went completely silent.
Shen Qian watched silently as the hundreds of martial artists from the Mountain and Sea Realm transformed into countless "knowledge," forever dissipating into the sea of knowledge, or perhaps becoming a part of it.
"So is this also one of the ways to supplement knowledge in the 'sea of learning'?"
He gave a self-deprecating laugh before sinking.
At this moment, he felt neither sorrow nor joy.
Now that he had made up his mind, he would no longer hesitate. At least he knew firmly which path he wanted to take.
No matter where the chaos begins, as long as the culprit is eliminated, the world will naturally be at peace.
Now, Shen Qian is qualified to participate.
As the surrounding lights faded, Shen Qian was about to leave when he suddenly let out a soft "Eh," only to discover that not all the lights had disappeared. Several people, including the one where Qin Hao had been standing, had left behind weapons of different shapes, all of which were shimmering with light.
Moreover, Shen Qian keenly noticed that these weapons were different from the three defective products he had found before; they had a very special charm and were more ornate in style.
"Wenwei!"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Shen Qian realized what these things were.
This is the true meaning of literary status.
Curious, he reached out and beckoned, and the clusters of light drifted over.
There are a total of four weapons, which happen to be the most common ones: knives, spears, swords, and halberds.
He sensed each thing before sinking in, and after a moment seemed to be deep in thought.
Of these four ranks, only one has reached the two-star level, while the rest are all one-star.
The first-star literary ranks are Sword Apprentice, Merchant, and Poet. Shen Qian was amazed when he saw them. As expected of the all-encompassing sea of learning, Sword Apprentice is one thing, but what are the poet and merchant?
He then sank forward and realized what had happened.
No wonder many martial artists, despite having entered the "sea of learning," have never mentioned what their literary rank is.
While these literary works are indeed collections of knowledge—you can't say that poetry and business don't belong to knowledge—how the hell can you say that when introducing yourself?
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