Divine Son Reincarnated With A Domination System

Just then, Tang Yin opened his eyes wide and looked from side to side, trying to see the number of explosions happening, but...

What his eyes saw was the huge cultivation room where he was, 'What the hell happened?' He thought in shock and soon remembered.

'Was that the epiphany? Is that what it feels like to have an epiphany? That man, who the hell is he?' Tang Yin frowned and was stunned for a while, remembering the past.

The name 'Yan Zitao', he felt like it sounded familiar, but no matter how hard he tried to think, he couldn't remember.

Still...

'Be that as it may, that guy is an absolute genius, did he manage to create 128 killer flashes of this technique? Shit, how terrifying. But what does he have to do with my ancestor?' He thought and recalled every single thing he had seen during that moment.

After thinking about different things for a while, he decided to ignore everything that was of no use to him at the moment, and instead drew his sword.

'That guy... How the hell did he manage to destroy shooting stars, with just a normal sword? What stupidly high level is that?' he thought in shock.

His sword, a divine sword of a very high rank, was a sword that could cleave a billion ordinary swords in the blink of an eye. But, even when he was at his maximum strength before he died, he could never destroy a shooting star!

But that guy destroyed so many with such a common sword?

'What a terrifying power... But...'

'A scabbard... This sword came with its scabbard, but being an external spiritual weapon, I always thought I didn't need it, could it be that's what it takes to get the most out of this sword technique?' Tang Yin thought, reached into his inventory, and pulled out the sword scabbard.

It was a scabbard that, on its own, could withstand the blows of the sword thousands of times.

Once he put the sword in his scabbard, he left his room with the sword in his hand and subsequently left the house.

Sometime later, he was running through the mountain of cultivation behind his courtyard as he passed the various trees, and after running for a while, he came to a plot of land away from his courtyard, where there was a large area.

'What a nice mountain.' He thought as he arrived and felt the strong spiritual energy here.

From this place, he could also see a bit towards the central mountains of the sect, and the great sect Tower was more visible from here.

Still, he paid no attention to these things.

He simply took the sword in his hand and put it in the sheath of his scabbard that he had already put on before leaving.

Then he played for a moment and smiled.

'Well, I think it feels better. It would be better to disappear and have it appear on my back, but it's not bad like this.' He thought and took his sword, focusing his gaze on a tree.

[You can do it] But before he could concentrate, a voice came to his mind and surprised him.

'Do what?' He asked.

[Haven't you seen the equipment section? It's in the system on your home page. From there you can make the sheath with the sword become full equipment. Allowing you to disappear it and reappear it whenever you want, didn't you know that]. Said the administrator, with some hesitation at the end, and Tang Yin was surprised.

'Such a thing is possible? I thought that was just decoration...' He replied and immediately opened the system tab.

The basic interface of this one popped into his mind, 'Oh? I grew two centimeters. I'll gradually resume my original height.' He thought and continued to look at the equipment section.

The administrator then started to explain some things and the way he should do it, and after a few minutes, he was done.

He then pressed a button on the system, and the 'equipment' disappeared along with his sword.

But he still felt that his sword was inside himself, and he could summon it to his hand if he wanted to.

But he didn't, he pressed the button again, and soon, the sheath with the scabbard and sword appeared there.

'This is really convenient; I can take people by surprise like this. It doesn't give any sign that I'm summoning anything, although the spiritual energy spreads the same way so that might be a small sign...' He thought and smiled.

He wasn't going to think about the cons of the good things that happened to him.

Once he had finished doing this, he looked at the nearby trees again.

He was surrounded by trees, but there were also several rocks with small holes in them from one side to the other.

'These rocks have been bathing in the spiritual energy of the environment for many years. This mountain is artificial, but it was created to become a training ground for the elders, although they don't seem to use it... Hehe, it's a good place to train many things.' Tang Yin thought.

He relaxed his heart for a moment, and focused on circulating his newly acquired cultivation technique.

'So, its name is Swordsman's Pride, huh... It really wasn't a technique for blades, if not swords...' Tang Yin thought smiling as he firmly held his sword.

'I'm sorry, Lord Yan Zitao. Perhaps you had some enmity with my ancestor and would not have liked one of his descendants to use your sword technique...' Tang Yin thought and closed his eyes to remember every move of this legendary man.

His mind began to move quickly as he thought of the scene of the man swinging his sword lightly.

The scene came to his mind as he tried to see everything from all different positions, recreating an image in his mind of that man.

Looking at each of his sides and his movements that had been imbued in his soul.

'The intention of the sword is the swordsman's pride.' That is why his look was one of great pride and his sword intent so terrifying, capable of destroying worlds...'

'A swordsman's pride is his sword and his cultivation. The sense of accomplishment he felt in attaining his strength has become his source of pride. This became the strength and determination of that person...'

'If I want to go where I never went before, I must feel pride in my attained achievements. A pride capable of creating strength. The pride of a swordsman... I don't think I have it, but...'

'My source of pride... My face?'

'No, to have thought so was the most ridiculous thing I've ever done. Something so transient can't be my source of pride.'

'My strength achieved in my previous life?'

'No, not that either. Why would it be a source of pride? I lost it because I didn't have enough. I lost it because I didn't understand my path, even if I was forced to do it, it's my fault. If I had enough strength something like this would never have happened.'

'My former status? My divine soul?'

'Impossible... How can luck be a source of pride?'

'What is my source of pride? Do I have one? Must I create one?'

'My source of pride...'

Tang Yin immersed himself in contemplation and thoughts as he tried to understand his thoughts.

He allowed his mind to be at peace, and his soul to be at ease.

He thought of nothing else.

In his mind, he was in a dark place, filled with darkness for all.

A place of absolute solitude, where only his thoughts would prevail in peace so that he could understand them perfectly.

His contemplation was full of questions and answers. Of mistakes and discussions with himself as he began to realize the mistakes he has been making throughout all his years of living.

Whether in his previous life or this life.

His thoughts wandered from one place to another until he finally got the long-awaited peace of mind and cleared his thoughts, allowing his mind to clear and his body to start beaming back and forth without his consent.