Xasha's plan of killing two birds with one stone worked splendidly. His Sword Intent training had his body bombarded with an increasing flow of Sword Energy. This pressure also served to increase the strength of his body. The march between pillars went without saying, and the march to the peak that was filled with external pressures was the perfect environment for anyone to temper their body. He dropped all his defenses and allowed all the pressure to bombard him as he took one determined step at a time.
There was no saying how long he had worked under untold pressure, but Xasha found himself in an empty field covered in blood and sweat. Despite his ragged condition, his body felt light, lighter than he'd ever felt before. An ecstatic grin spread across Xasha's face upon realizing he'd maybe tripled his original strength on this journey.