My Way

Chapter 1132 The Aesthetics of Power and Technology

Originally, in the early years...

Ling Wuyuan's combat skills are exceptionally good, thanks to the enhancement of various abilities and the skills he has learned.

Extremely excellent in the literal sense.

There is absolutely no need for any modesty.

Let alone those opponents of the same level.

Even those who are one or two levels higher than him, much older, and have far more knowledge and experience, might not be able to defeat him in the relevant aspects.

However, due to their living environment and the information they had access to, that kind of excellence was ultimately something that Yan Manyan and others felt they could recognize.

In other words, regardless of whether they can actually learn it or not, at least they can still understand Ling Wuyuan's techniques and intentions by virtue of their level and experience.

In other words, that kind of excellence has very clear limitations.

They are still limited to their level of understanding of the [Water Smoke Silver Sea] and the surrounding [domains].

However, things eventually took a major turn for the better at some point.

After Ling Wuyuan encountered Shen Zhenhai, defeated him, and obtained some of the technology and knowledge of Ke Mingyu, the creator of Shen Zhenhai, from him.

The whole thing is like a frog that was trapped at the bottom of a well and could only ponder the world on its own, finally being able to look up at the vast sky.

Subtle and mysterious reactions arise automatically.

That extremely valuable knowledge, combined with Ling Wuyuan's various accumulations over the years.

Almost instantly, the skills he had mastered underwent a kind of sublimation, as if he had ascended to a higher realm.

It was from that moment on.

Ling Wuyuan's expertise in related fields.

It was quite successful, exceeding the expectations of Su Qingyue and others.

It has reached a level that surpasses even the Snow Moon Cloud Pavilion, the Water Smoke Silver Sea, and all surrounding domains, and is clearly recorded in the annals of all past sages.

And when he becomes his [clone].

After the monster known as the "Void Mist Sea" successfully arrived at the "Black Battlefield" by following the cause-and-effect connection,

The actual situation is even more like a mouse falling into a rice silo, encountering a fire, or a gas depot...

Ling Wuyuan's expertise in this area had already reached a whole new level.

It immediately became like a never-ending torrent.

By continuously absorbing the legacies of various fallen warriors, and gradually devouring the insights they had painstakingly gained throughout their lives, one can achieve another leap forward and evolution...

just.

Previously.

Because he had not engaged in combat with strong emotions for many years, his mindset had remained quite stable.

He is approaching a new level.

Ultimately, it's just a thin layer of paper separating us...

It was a situation where it felt like you could break through at any moment, but there was always something missing.

however.

This trip.

At this moment, after many years, I once again grasp a weapon, intending to take some serious action.

Ling Wuyuan finally realized what he had been lacking before.

What's lacking is that serious mindset of eliminating the target.

What I lacked was the awareness that I should launch a serious attack instead of continuing to play around.

For many years before that.

His life was far too leisurely.

Like those [Anwan Sea Tribes].

He never considered them enemies at all.

They were just treated as toys.

Even when he was annihilating them, he felt no fighting spirit, killing intent, or hostility. He killed them simply because he wanted to.

'I see. ’

'It seems I've become a bit lazy after all.'

'My comfortable and peaceful life has kept me from ever seriously considering launching an attack for so many years...'

that moment.

The moment the longsword was drawn, various thoughts unconsciously swirled in Ling Wuyuan's mind.

but.

That was just a few sentiments.

There was nothing to regret.

because……

Power, in itself, is something used to make oneself feel good.

A peaceful and comfortable life.

That in itself is one of his goals.

Therefore, he naturally has no regrets about the matter.

That was an incredibly foolish move.

This is a denial of one's own will and actions.

Ling Wuyuan never bothered to think that way.

after all.

What's done is done.

That's what I deserve.

and.

Right now.

Looking back on my life over the years.

Ling Wuyuan did not feel that her heart had become weaker; on the contrary, she felt that her heart had become stronger.

Bottom line.

He has truly experienced the wonderful things that he never dared to dream of when he was at his lowest point.

Moreover, he wanted more and more...

That stemmed from his inherent nature and his truest thoughts—a greedy desire and unwavering ambition!
As these thoughts came to mind, they became clear.

All of a sudden.

A kind of miraculous transformation spontaneously and rapidly sprouted in the deepest part of his mind and will...

at the same time.

Numerous mysterious powers and various divine and profound skills, as things that belong to the strong, were also revealed in his body and mind on their own.

The speed at which he swung his longsword had not changed at all.

But this moment.

As long as we can see that glint of sword light.

Even the most ignorant life form can instinctively sense that the other has become sharper, more dangerous... and more beautiful.

To put it bluntly, it was just a single strike.

But the feeling of facing the most perfect work of art naturally brings an indescribable instinctive touch to each observer.

Even if they can't understand it at all.

Even if they simply cannot understand it.

That kind of "aesthetics," representing the "aesthetics" of power and technology, still deeply touches everyone's basic intellectual instincts as living beings, making them involuntarily deeply moved.

Just as even the most ignorant wild beasts and savages, when faced with the vast starry sky in the night and the brightest, most magnificent, and most sacred blazing sun at noon, are still involuntarily stunned and filled with longing, this whole thing has little to do with knowledge level or wisdom; it originates from the basic senses and basic cognition of a living being…

at the moment.

Gazing at the rainbow light formed from the sword blade.

As its target, the [Void Realm Deep Shadow Demon Fish] simply could not comprehend the technology contained within it, let alone the will and enlightenment it embodied.

But at this moment.

In that incredibly brief moment.

Even before it senses a deadly threat from it.

In situations that it itself cannot understand or describe.

In its heart and mind.

It was still unstoppable; for the first time in my life, I couldn't help but feel a rather clear sense of emotion and awareness—[That light, so beautiful...]

(End of this chapter)