From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 691

Chapter 691 Vanish Without a Trace

Chapter 691 Vanish Without a Trace

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The True Martial Heavenrend used heavenly lightning as its core and celestial metal as its body, but one final and crucial step remained the sword spirit.

For a sword to possess life, it must first have a soul. To unleash the sword’s true power, Leander had to use his own spiritual strength to forge a sword spirit. Only then would man and sword become one, mind and intent aligned. With a single thought, the sword could travel thousands of miles and strike down enemies across the heavens.

Leander’s spiritual strength had already reached the Origin Realm. Once one entered this realm, divine arts formed naturally. His eyes gleamed as his spiritual strength spread outward in fine ripples, enveloping the sword.

Clang, clang!

His sp ritual strength transformed into countless needle–like strands that repeatedly struck the sword. This was known as Mind Tempering. Only through continuous refinement could a sword spirit be condensed and its spirit awakened.

Clear ringing filled the air like a flowing melody. He focused completely, pouring all his mind into the process.

Once, ten times, a hundred times… one million times.

Within an hour, his spiritual strength struck the sword one million times. Only then did the sword release a joyful hum. A thin streak of light emerged from its core–the newborn form of the sword spirit.

“Good.”

Leander’s gaze sharpened as his spiritual strength intensified. The light sphere expanded and enveloped the newborn soul. His spiritual strength became like a womb, while the streak of light was a seed beginning to take form within it.

This process would take seven to ten days. During this time, he had to remain in absolute focus. Once the sword spirit matured, the True Martial Heavenrend would be complete.

Genevieve watched from a distance without approaching. She understood that any interference would ruin the refinement process.

The moment she sensed the light sphere, she detected fluctuations in spiritual energy.

“He cultivates both martial arts and spiritual strength?”

Shock filled her eyes. Leander’s martial strength alone had already surpassed that of most prodigies in the Lesser World. Now, he was also displaying powerful spiritual strength. Both paths complemented each other, making his true strength impossible to

measure.

She had believed she understood at least part of him, but now realized she had only seen the surface.

“Martial cultivation, spiritual strength, and artifact forging as well?”

Her heartbeat quickened. Among all the geniuses she had ever encountered, Leander was undoubtedly the most versatile and terrifying.

A faint, unfamiliar feeling stirred in her chest as she watched him, and her pulse quickened without her realizing it.

Leander remained fully focused, blending into the night as he carefully nurtured the newborn sword spirit. Ten minutes passed

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before his expression suddenly tightened.

A soft sound echoed from within the light sphere.

Crack.

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A fracture appeared at the center of the newborn sword spirit. The crack spread rapidly until it split completely in two.

He frowned deeply. He pushed his spiritual strength to its limit, trying to force the two halves back together. No matter how hard he tried, the crack remained stable and visible. The moment his control weakened, the sword spirit would collapse entirely, wasting everything.

“How is this happening?”

Confusion surfaced in his mind. The first two steps had gone smoothly. Only this final step had failed.

Realizing force was useless, he withdrew his spiritual strength. The fractured light immediately dimmed and scattered.

After a brief pause, he tried again, reconstructing the sword spirit through Mind Tempering.

This time, it lasted half an hour before the same outcome occurred. The sword spirit split apart again and could not be repaired.

He repeated the process multiple times until dawn. After more than ten attempts, the result never changed. Each sword spirit lasted no more than an hour before breaking apart.

“I understand now.”

He withdrew his spiritual strength completely. He had found the cause.

The sword spirit required continuous and perfectly balanced spiritual strength. It could not be too strong or too weak. Absolute precision had to be maintained throughout the entire process.

Although his spiritual strength had reached the Origin Realm, his control had not reached that level of fine precision. This was why the sword spirit kept collapsing. At his current limit, he could only maintain stable output for about three hours. That was far from enough compared to the time required for full maturation.

“I made it sound too simple.”

He lightly stroked the dark sword and shook his head.

“To successfully condense the sword spirit, my spiritual strength is still insufficient. At this rate, I must break through another level to complete the True Martial Heavenrend.”

Beyond the Origin Realm lay the Origin Breaking Realm. In other words, his spiritual strength needed to reach that level to succeed.

He was already at the peak of the Origin Realm, only one step away. However, that final step required an opportunity. Without it, even a year or more of cultivation would not be enough.

He exhaled slowly, stored the black sword in his spatial ring, and stood up.

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