Sikong Yan’s defiant expression began to change as he could feel the terrifying power contained in that dragon apparition.
Not only him, but the observing true disciples also wore solemn expressions.
They weren’t particularly concerned about the might displayed by Zhong Lin’s dragon apparition. No matter how strong it was, it was only intimidating to a martial artist of the Xuandan realm, easily breakable to them.
However, the dragon apparition was suffused with a strong spiritual intent, embodying the spirit of one with the Dao, saving all beings.
This could only be accomplished by mastering a martial art technique to perfection, yet how could this be possible?
This wasn’t an ordinary yellow or dark-level martial arts. Only a heavenly-level martial art could possess such grandeur, but heavenly extre martial techniques are notoriously difficult to master!
Sikong Yan grasped the void with his right hand, and a silver-white long sword appeared in his palm. Countless acupoints on his body lit up like stars, as exceptionally pure sword intent slowly gathered around him.
Under the pressure of Zhong Lin’s terrifying dragon apparition, the sword intent around him beca like an unrivaled divine weapon, undergoing the most intense refinent and growing ever stronger.
Zheng zheng...
The sound of the sword singing, as if chanting, drowned out the roaring and swirling air currents.
The pure white long sword in Sikong Yan’s hand tilted slightly upwards, with lustrous sword intent flowing like rippling water over its blade.
In the next mont, a sky-shattering sword Qi suddenly soared upward.
Ang!
The refined sword Qi transford into a vivid sword Qi long dragon, rising slowly from the peak.
It cleaved through the primordial Qi and the space, shooting off at great speed.
Zheng!
The sword Qi expanded against the wind, and monts later swelled to the size comparable to that dragon apparition.
Bang!
With a resounding explosion, the roaring of the sword Qi long dragon caused ripples to vibrate through the void, the space crackling and snapping.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A fist clashed with a sword, and in an instant, they collided hundreds and thousands of tis, stirring endless currents in the vast sky.
Within a hundred-mile radius, the primordial Qi swirled to form a massive vortex, enveloping the sky around their duel.
Woosh!
"Zhong Lin, die for !"
Sikong Yan’s figure moved, crossing tens of thousands of feet into the sky, the pure white sword in his hand swirling with strands of sword intent, striking down once more.
This strike drained everything away. Those who witnessed this sword were plunged into darkness, feeling as if this sword had taken away all light from between heaven and earth.
The air, the dust, the primordial Qi all stopped flowing.
Zheng!
There was no longer a hint of noise in the world, only the sound of a sword reverberating like flowing water into everyone’s heart.
As this sword was executed, a chill rose in the hearts of all living beings within Heavenly Sword Peak. The strength of the sword intent exceeded everyone’s imagination.
Just witnessing it raised a feeling of coldness in the heart, the sword intent suppressed the soul.
"Such swordsmanship, such sword intent."
At this mont, a strong fighting spirit arose in Zhong Lin’s heart.
In his gaze flashed endless brilliance, his divine thought surged unprecedentedly, finally catching sight of that trace of sword light.
That sword light appeared both real and illusory, as if transcending the limits of ti and space, heavily slashing towards his head.
A gentle breeze flowed, the primordial Qi unperturbed, as the sword strike erased all primordial Qi fluctuations, peaceful as death.
"Five elents circulate, Yin Yang extre transformation."
Zhong Lin’s palm rolled, waves gushed from his palm, transforming into a hundred-zhang long river, surging forcefully through the void.
If observed closely, this incredibly soft water, while flowing, gave off the sound only made by tal clashing, as if countless sharp long swords were contained within.
Ying Ju, watching from above, raised her eyes in shock and exclaid, "Gold and water clash, using water to produce gold, he has comprehended the Five Elents to such a level!"
Wu Hong also spoke with a solemn face, "It possesses the softness of water and the sharpness of gold, combining strength and gentleness, reaching a realm nearly akin to Five Elents Extre Transformation."
The rumors said when the Five Elents Path is cultivated to the extre, it results in extre transformation.
It’s when every punch seems like a burning sea of fire, but suddenly transforms into a river of water, then with a thought, it changes again, that water becos mountains of gold and silver, with massive trees displacing space, yellow earth rolling.
This is Five Elents Extre Transformation.
The Five Elents freely transform amongst themselves.
Zhong Lin used the utmost softness of water and the utmost hardness of gold, rging them, with a crisp sound, Sikong Yan’s sword strike was completely worn down.
"Now it’s my turn."
Zhong Lin flicked his sword finger, and the Five Elents Xuan Jade Sword flew out from his dantian, transforming into five long rainbow sword dragons, charging at Sikong Yan with the might of the Five Elents.
With the boost of Zhong Lin’s Five Elents Extre Transformation, the Five Elents Xuan Jade Sword harnessed the power of the worldly Five Elents, causing the surrounding air currents to surge, the slaughtering intent vibrating the stars in the sky, the sword Qi charging straight into the sky.
A wicked light flashed in Sikong Yan’s eyes, the spiritual origin fluctuating, a thin protective shield as thin as a cicada’s wing supported by his silver-white armor, yet this shield managed to firmly block Zhong Lin’s Five Elents Xuan Jade Sword outside.
This was another mystical artifact, an extrely rare armor-type mystical artifact at that.
"Zhong Lin, I admit I underestimated you. I will now give you another chance. Submit to and beco my dog, and you will hold a position below only one but above thousands."
Sikong Yan’s eyes stared tightly at Zhong Lin, his tone filled with endless gravitas.
"I damn well..."
Zhong Lin’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, truly angered this ti.
"I don’t care if it’s just your consciousness at play, I’ll beat you to death."
Zhong Lin stepped forward, spiritual origin surging around him, and the Five Elents Xuan Jade Sword erupted with ever brighter radiance.
"If you reject kindness and choose to court death, then I’ll fulfill that wish." Sikong Yan’s voice was icy cold.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Countless sword blades flew from his body, and in an instant, three hundred and sixty-five spirit swords were suspended in the void.
Starlight shone, crisscrossing, forming a star array.
"Nine Heavens Starry Sky, Zhou Tian Sword Array, eight directions execute the demon, heaven and earth are transient."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A few loud explosions, the sky which was initially bright suddenly manifested stars, the bright starlight connecting with the three hundred and sixty-five spirit swords around Sikong Yan, operating in a marvelous way.
"This... how are there so many spiritual treasure swords?"
"This is too extravagant. Not even ntioning being able to control them, each spirit artifact is a priceless treasure, how can there be so many?"
Ying Ju’s face turned sour as she shifted her gaze to Wu Hong, her voice cold, "Doesn’t the Third Saint fear sect punishnt for such a breach of the rules?"
"Don’t look at , I don’t know either."
Wu Hong shrugged and said, "But since Elder Cang Chen didn’t intervene to stop it, it must be permitted. Besides, didn’t you also give Zhong Lin five mystical artifact-level spirit swords?"
"Humph! Your argunt is fallacious. No matter whether it’s weapons or armor, Sikong Yan’s belongings are all mystical artifacts, and now with a sword array of three hundred and sixty-five spirit swords, how can such an action be fair?" Ying Ju said angrily.
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