Chapter 042 The Son of Zhou Wangchen, Only Me Zhou Yan!

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"Sword Spirit? War Soul?"

Upon hearing these words, Zhou Yan felt as if the blood in his body was boiling and roaring!

He recalled the words his Master, that Grandmaster, had conveyed to him.

If one day, he could also derive the War Beast Sword Soul of the Xingyi Fist's twelve forms... Twelve War Beasts... attacking en masse...

This was a result worth anticipating, but the process would undoubtedly be extremely arduous.

With his comprehension, just understanding the Xingyi Dragon Form Swordsmanship was so difficult. It went without saying how hard other aspects would be.

But Zhou Yan also deeply understood that a cultivation technique capable of shattering the void was, for him, more about the difficulty of enlightenment. In other words, this cultivation technique touched upon some laws he simply did not understand.