Yun Jin walked all the way to the deepest part.
In this place, she didn't have many old acquaintances.
Only the swords from the final two stages were qualified to stand here, Windwalk Sword and Thunderclap Sword.
Of these two swords, one contained high-level power, and the other contained the Dao of Thunder. Only then could they stand in the deepest part.
There were also some other weapons here, all of which looked extraordinary.
Yun Jin grinned, "Seniors, today I have come here to undergo some tempering of my divine soul. In a moment, please release your full pressure, do not hold back at all."
Full pressure?
All the weapons hesitated.
The Windwalk Sword couldn't help but say, "Little Master, although we are all damaged to varying degrees, our ranks are still very high. If we release everything, you may not be able to withstand it."
"No problem. The point is precisely that I cannot withstand it." Yun Jin grinned, provoking them. "You are all seniors. Today, if you cannot make me kneel and beg for mercy, I will look down on you! When I leave, I will tell the weapons outside that you occupy good positions for nothing, and are unworthy of them. If you cannot even handle me, a mere Soul Transformation Stage cultivator, then you should give up your spots sooner rather than later."
The weapons: "…"
Although they knew that Yun Jin was deliberately provoking them, even so, it was still too infuriating, alright?!
"Hurry up. Or are you saying you haven't eaten your fill and have no strength?" Yun Jin said.
The weapons couldn't help but look at each other.
After a thousand years, their tempers had indeed improved a lot, at least they weren't as irritable as before.
But…
Why was it that their own Little Master was so irritating that they wanted to beat her up?
"Since this is Little Master's request, then let's play along." The Windwalk Sword suddenly chuckled.
Come to think of it, back in the Sword Tomb, quite a few companions had gritted their teeth in frustration toward Yun Jin.
If he, Windwalk Sword, could make Little Master suffer a setback, he would definitely become a model among swords.
"That's right. Everyone, obey Little Master's words," the Thunderclap Sword said, its tone also a bit eager.
With these two swords taking the lead, the other weapons all agreed.
"Come. Let me see which of you is the weakest," Yun Jin stood in the center, looking fearless.
"Emotion Points +200."
"Emotion Points +100."
Bits and pieces of Emotion Points trickled in.
Although not much, even a mosquito's meat was still meat.
Yun Jin indicated that she could keep provoking.
The weapons no longer hesitated.
In the next moment, countless sharp auras intertwined and fell upon Yun Jin.
Although these weapons spoke harshly, when they actually took action, they tacitly restrained their strength, afraid of actually harming her.
Yun Jin stood motionless in the center.
She raised an eyebrow, "Is this all your strength? Are you scratching an itch for me?"
The weapons hesitated.
Although they had held back, that level of power was already near the limit of Soul Transformation Stage.
Little Master's soul realm was indeed in Soul Transformation Stage.
So why did she seem completely unaffected?
"Little Master's strength cannot be judged by common sense," the Thunderclap Sword said steadily. "Everyone, increase the force a bit."
This time, the weapons exerted more effort. The Thunderclap Sword even released a small bolt of lightning onto Yun Jin.
Yun Jin felt a tiny bit of pressure, but it still wasn't enough.
She directly said, "Do you want me to feed you a few bites first before we continue?"
The weapons: "…"
Who was she bullying here?!
They gritted their teeth and increased the force again.
Yun Jin had no choice.
Her soul realm was stuck at the peak of Soul Transformation Stage right now.
However, her divine soul power was far more condensed than that of ordinary people.
This level of pressure couldn't draw out her latent power.
In truth, forcing an increase in soul realm in this way carried risks.
The previous two times she released her soul realm.
The first was when Zhao Wuji used Fusion Stage pressure on her, triggering part of her soul power.
The second was when she opened the Beast Taming space and encountered unexpected circumstances. She had only succeeded thanks to Senior Shen protecting her.
Both instances were dangerous, and it wasn't guaranteed that danger would always trigger her soul power, it involved some degree of chance.
In most cases, Yun Jin still preferred to let her soul power gradually emerge on its own.
Even with gradual release, the speed of growth of her soul power far exceeded that of ordinary cultivators.
This time, she chose this risky method because there's not enough time!
Yes.
There's not enough time.
Even with the time chamber, she only had three hundred days to improve herself.
Cultivation always became more difficult in higher levels.
She could reach Golden Core Stage in three months previously, but that didn't mean she could cross two major stages in three hundred days now.
That was nearly impossible.
All she could do was seize every opportunity to improve.
With three hundred days, slowly increasing her soul power might allow her to reach Fusion Stage.
But that was too slow.
Yun Jin needed more.
Even if she couldn't reach Tribulation Crossing Stage, she had to try to reach the peak of Fusion Stage.
Only then would her chances improve.
The weapons kept increasing their force.
While enduring it, Yun Jin continued provoking them.
The pressure on her body grew stronger, and stronger, and stronger.
The weapons' pressure was extremely sharp. Although it didn't physically attack her, Yun Jin felt as if countless sword lights were striking her entire body and mind, causing intense pain.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Yun Jin's forehead.
Clearly, this pressure had exceeded her limit.
The weapons, seeing this, began to slowly withdraw their power.
But Yun Jin suddenly raised her head and shouted, "Have you really used your full strength? Are the strongest weapons of Wushuang Sect only at this level? Use your full power on me, let me see where your limits lie!"
They were provoked again.
But this time, the weapons only looked at each other.
They knew the Little Master was deliberately doing this, but she had already reached her limit!
If they continued, her divine soul would collapse!
"I said, continue!!" Yun Jin's gaze turned sharp. "Are you disobeying the Sect Master's command?"
Her expression turned cold, carrying unquestionable authority.
"Do you understand what 'full strength' means?" Yun Jin said sternly.
The weapons trembled. At that moment, Yun Jin reminded them faintly of the Sword sage of Ten Thousand Daos. If it was the former sect master giving an order, what would they do?
In that instant, they instinctively chose to obey.
A pressure far more terrifying than before descended like a mountain onto Yun Jin.
Her knees bent slightly.
Was this the limit?
Within her sea of consciousness, a primordial spirit pool had formed. Previously calm, it now began to churn violently.
Not enough!
Yun Jin continued to endure.
The weapons also realized that this might be her cultivation method and didn't dare to withdraw.
Under continuous pressure, massive waves rose within the primordial spirit pool. The entire ocean churned violently.
"Little Master!" Tianpo awoke from its slumber, was shocked at the situation.
"Stop, stop now! If this continues, all your years of cultivation will be destroyed!" Tianpo was really anxious.
Then he heard Yun Jin's voice.
"Years of cultivation? Don't worry, at most it hasn't even been half a year. If it's destroyed, I'll just cultivate again."
Tianpo: "…"
Damn it!
He suddenly didn't know what to say!