Mysterious Cloud Sect, mountain path.
Two Outer Sect Disciples, dressed in their Sect's attire, carried a teenager.
The teenager, about fifteen or sixteen years old, had blood staining his chest and a pale green complexion; he had already fallen unconscious.
"Damn it, of all people this kid could have offended, he just had to offend Senior Brother Zhang.
Is Senior Brother Zhang someone to be trifled with?
He got hit by a palm and ended up like this."
"Exactly, exactly.
It's fine if he's looking for death himself, but he has to trouble us two brothers to carry him back.
What bad luck."
The two Disciples complained endlessly.
Soon, they arrived at the entrance of a dilapidated hut, pulled open the door, threw the teenager inside, and then, patting their backsides, left.
The teenager lay on the cold ground, his chest no longer rising and falling, and his breathing was more intake than exhalation, clearly on the verge of death.
Suddenly, the previously calm space rippled slightly, and a dark fissure quietly appeared, emanating an aura of destruction.
A dark stream of light, carrying a bead, shot out from the fissure.
After circling the room, it suddenly paused, seemingly noticing the teenager lying on the ground.
The stream of light immediately flew towards the teenager and entered through his head.
The bead, of unknown Materials, was even more peculiar; neither metal nor jade, it hovered above the teenager, emitting soft rays of light that enveloped him.
Under the illumination of the light, the teenager's injuries recovered at a visible rate.
However, the effect of this bead seemed to be far more than just that.
The teenager's Physical Body began to become translucent, allowing his internal bones to be seen.
What was truly miraculous was that his bones were also faintly glowing.
After a long while, the bead seemed to have exhausted its internal energy, melted, and crashed into the teenager's Dantian.
"Ugh..."
The teenager propped himself up with his hands on the floor, slowly rising.
Initially, his eyes were hazy and filled with Chaos.
Gradually, his gaze cleared, becoming incredibly deep, like a vast ocean.
"I was still too careless... For me, a dignified Sword Master, to fall to this state."
Pang Jian looked at his hands and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect the backlash from this forbidden art to be so severe, shattering my Physical Body and heavily injuring my Divine Soul.
But then again, for a forbidden art that can kill five Sword Masters in one blow, how could the backlash be minor?"
As he spoke, he shook his head, seemingly amused by his own greed.
But then, he clenched his palm.
"However, everything was worth it.
I can feel it... This body is full of astonishing potential, and the shackles that once troubled me will no longer exist."
He meticulously sensed his body, a curve forming at the corner of his mouth.
"What was the name of this body's original owner?"
He scratched his head, seemingly struggling to recall.
"Wei Zong, right?
An Outer Sect Disciple of the Mysterious Cloud Sect, but how did he end up so miserably?"
Pang Jian looked at the dilapidated hut he was in.
The room was not dirty, indicating that the original owner was clean.
However, the furnishings were a bit simple.
There was only a bed, a table, and a chair, nothing more.
Pang Jian was somewhat puzzled and continued to sift through the memories of the unfortunate soul he had Possessed.
"So that's how it is."
He mused thoughtfully.
It turned out that Wei Zong's background was quite good.
Both his parents were Elders of the Mysterious Cloud Sect, and his father was even the Sect's chief Formation Master, holding a respected position.
Under the protection of his parents, although he didn't display exceptional talent, he lacked nothing in terms of Cultivation resources.
Unfortunately, such good days ended two years ago.
The Fei Yun Sect, an old enemy of the Mysterious Cloud Sect, attacked.
The mountain-protecting Formation, which his father had always been responsible for maintaining, suddenly had a problem.
The Fei Yun Sect Disciples advanced unimpeded, directly attacking the Mysterious Cloud Sect's main gate.
That battle was the closest the Mysterious Cloud Sect came to being annihilated.
From Disciples to Elders, casualties were heavy.
Wei Zong's parents also died in that battle.
Later, it was the Grand Elder of the Mysterious Cloud Sect who made a Breakthrough during the battle, forcing back the Fei Yun Sect's offensive and allowing the Sect to be preserved.
After the war, due to Wei Zong's father's mistake, the Sect was almost destroyed.
Wei Zong was naturally implicated.
At that time, Wei Zong was almost beaten to death by a palm from the enraged Elder Zhang of the Hall of Punishment.
It was the Grand Elder who intervened and saved him.
However, all of his family's resources were confiscated by the Sect, including his father's Formation diagrams and Formation Materials.
All of this was handed over to a later Formation Master.
After this, Wei Zong's life became increasingly difficult.
Because of his parents, he was ostracized everywhere in the Sect.
Even the regularly distributed Cultivation resources were withheld.
Coupled with his already unremarkable talent, in two years, his cultivation had not improved at all, still remaining at the Body Tempering Realm.
Today, that Zhang Yuan spoke disrespectfully of Wei Zong's parents.
Wei Zong was truly enraged and rushed up to reason with him.
Unexpectedly, he was struck by Zhang Yuan's palm, severely injured on the spot, and then his Divine Soul was immediately Possessed by Pang Jian, who had arrived by tearing through space.
With his thoughts clear, Pang Jian's eyes once again became profound.
"Zhang Xinyuan, in charge of the Hall of Punishment, Zhang Yuan... interesting."
"However, since I have Possessed you, I will avenge your grievances, and I will also investigate your parents' affairs thoroughly.
From now on, Wei Zong is me, and I am Wei Zong."
After saying this, Pang Jian, or rather Wei Zong, felt his Primordial Spirit inexplicably lightened considerably.
Most of the resentment that remained on his Primordial Spirit due to the Possession dissipated.
"Possession is truly troublesome.
It seems the remaining resentment will only completely dissipate after I help him avenge his Karma."
"However..."
He sensed the cultivation of this body, his expression shifting as he suddenly thought of something.
"I remember I once obtained a very interesting Cultivation Technique called Indestructible Sword Body, wasn't it?"
The Indestructible Sword Body is the unique Cultivation Technique of the Indestructible Sword Sect, a major power in the Sword Realm.
Its name was sufficiently domineering, but unfortunately, it provoked him.
After he became powerful enough, he directly destroyed it, even seizing its Cultivation Technique.
The interesting thing about this Cultivation Technique is that it requires building a Foundation in the Body Tempering Realm.
After Cultivating it to Perfection, one can achieve the Indestructible Sword Body.
Not only is it impervious to all spells, but it also has an astonishing affinity for swords, unleashing even greater lethality when using a sword.
However, the regretful thing is that while this Cultivation Technique is powerful, it also has a drawback: it consumes an extreme amount of resources, and the further one progresses, the more terrifying the resources required become.
Although almost every Disciple of the Indestructible Sword Sect also Cultivated this Cultivation Technique, none were able to bring it to Perfection; otherwise, Wei Zong would not have found it so easy to annihilate their Sect.
In the past, Wei Zong also tried to Cultivate this Cultivation Technique, but the resources needed later in the Cultivation Technique were too astonishing.
In the early stages, it was not of much help to him as a Sword Master at the time, so he cast it aside.
Now, he suddenly remembered it.
Normally, Cultivating this Cultivation Technique in the Body Tempering Realm requires the assistance of Spirit Stones.
Although he currently had no Spirit Stones, that didn't mean he couldn't Cultivate it.
His method was to use his Divine Soul to transport Spiritual Qi.
Although it was less efficient compared to Spirit Stones, it was still a way to Cultivate.
Although his Divine Soul was pitifully weak now, a mere speck of light compared to the brilliant sun of his peak, as a former Sword Master, transporting Spiritual Qi was as simple as eating and drinking.
Thinking of this, he immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate the Indestructible Sword Body.