Chapter 847: Chapter 848: How Can the Water in the Ditch Compete with the Glitter of the Arctic Ocean?
“Elder Huang, let go. Everyone is of the Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivation level, and even though she is the Deputy Helmsman of the Enforcent Team, I am not necessarily inferior to her. I am confident!”
Ye Yidao stood up and spoke, his eyes sparkling with fervent fighting spirit. He would not be intimidated by re titles.
“With Brother Ye making a move, there will certainly be no problem.”
The other few disciples from the Blade Sect of the Heavenly Immortal Realm also nodded. Among them, Ye Yidao was significantly stronger, already at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, not sothing ordinary cultivators of the sa level could compare to.
“Yidao, you must be careful; the opponent specializes in Frost Qi, which is extrely difficult to deal with. Don’t underestimate her, and make sure to win this round. As long as you defeat this mad woman, the rest of their shrimp soldiers and crab generals will pose no threat!”
Elder Huang also spoke with a serious expression.
“Rest assured, Elder Huang, I will definitely return victoriously!”
Ye Yidao said calmly, his figure flickering as he appeared on the platform.
“I’ve long heard of Senior Wu’s great reputation, and today, I am finally graced with your presence. I am Ye Yidao, and I humbly ask for your guidance!”
Ye Yidao held his sword in his arms, making a very respectful gesture.
“Co on.”
Wu Chengjue nodded slightly and spoke indifferently.
“I will not hold back. Please be careful, senior!”
“I will be the one holding back. You need not worry about your life.”
“Slash!”
Ye Yidao roared angrily as the large sword in his arms suddenly exploded, turning into countless fragnts that enveloped the area with an extrely terrifying aura, cutting across Wu Chengjue at the waist with a tyrannical sword intent.
Each fragnt contained extrely pure Immortal Yuan and golden runes. By shattering the sword, he maximized the power of the Magic Treasure and combined superb sword techniques with powerful sword intent to deliver a strike. Though it was only one strike, it contained boundless might.
It embodied the swordsman’s will – to forge ahead fearlessly, never retreating until death!
The onlookers couldn’t help but hold their breath, even those standing far away felt a heart-palpitating aura from the fragnts.
This was a sword used by a Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivator, and its grade and power were beyond what ordinary people could reach in their lifetis. If placed within a small Sect, it would be enough to beco a treasured artifact; yet now, it was effortlessly shattered, showing just how crazy the people from the Blade Sect were, adopting a kamikaze style of fighting.
On the surface, Ye Yidao looked pale and frail, but deep down, he was also a madman. The thod of exploding the sword, regardless of the outco, only allowed for one strike – if he killed his opponent, all was well, but if he was blocked, he would be defenseless.
This was truly a life-risking technique.
“Impressive.”
Wu Chengjue nodded, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes as he gently extended a delicate finger, touching the air. Imdiately, the sky filled with heavy snowfall, instantly solidifying the myriad of sword intents under the cover of frost, freezing the soaring sword light inch by inch into fragnts.
The temperature throughout the platform shifted from cold to severe chill, and Ye Yidao felt his movents stiffening, his surging Blood Qi slowly solidifying within the frost.
“Indeed, as the Deputy Helmsman of the Enforcent Team, she is not an ordinary person. That strike just now could have instantly killed a slightly weaker cultivator of the sa level, but senior managed to block it with a single finger, truly impressive.”
Ye Yidao’s pupils constricted, but he did not retreat. Instead, his fighting spirit surged even more as he flipped his wrist and another long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword was entirely deep blue, emitting waves of coldness. Unlike frost, it faintly carried the sound of surging river water. The flowing water murmured, revealing itself to be a water-attributed treasure sword.
“I am Ye Yidao, once known as the Sword Remnant of the North River, for I drew my sword in North River to sever the waters, crafting half of the river into this treasured blade, the River Breaker, which complents my Cultivation Technique and grows together with it.”
“The thod of explosive swordplay I just employed was rely a casual display, now you shall witness my true skills, please, Senior, feel free to appraise!”
Ye Yidao spoke indifferently, his sharp aura retracting slightly, his deanor transforming from aggressive and domineering to gentle as jade. Yet, his presence climbed steadily, exuding an even more dangerous air.
Water can carry a boat but also capsize it; it accommodates everything but can also transform into the sharpest blade to sever all, a mysterious path indeed; this was also the second sword intent he had co to understand.
“Make your move.”
Wu Chengjue said indifferently.
“Nine Dragons Play with Pearl!”
Ye Yidao’s long sword swung, transforming into nine water dragons soaring into the sky, the water currents, darkening the skies, ford surging river waters in the void, creating waves that shocked and terrified, with the nine dragons baring their teeth and claws nacingly.
The forms of the nine dragons were distinct, their dragon scales swirling, detailed to the finest filant. The surging waters around them made the air significantly heavier.
This was no ordinary water; after years of refinent, it had gained the power of weak water. Many elders marveled, drawing a blade to sever river water to forge a treasured blade was an act of great courage, and further refining it over the years demonstrated imnse perseverance, not sothing ordinary people could achieve.
Even if the others did not ntion it, they knew that rely with this blade, Ye Yidao was far ahead of other disciples.
“Slice!”
Ye Yidao brandished his long sword, pointing towards Wu Chengjue in the air, the nine water dragons ferociously roaring, encircling him from all directions with supre might.
At that mont, everyone in the arena felt an involuntary heaviness on their shoulders, the oppressive aura from the river waters above seed to increase gravity around them.
“Is this the true capability of a prodigy from Blade Sect?”
“Nine Dragons Play with Pearl, this move must be his own comprehension; the pressure is too great, I can’t even move!”
“Those dragons look too real, he must have encountered a True Dragon Body, probably clashing with a cultivator from Ice Dragon Island of the Northern Continent!”
The disciples’ faces turned slightly pale, unable to withstand this terrifying pressure, even Situ Baoqi’s eyes flashed with intense shock. Before coming here, he thought with his power, though not able to defeat a disciple of Blade Sect, a close, respectable defeat wouldn’t be an issue.
But now, he realized he was hugely mistaken; not to ntion the ferocity of the nine water dragons, just the rolling river water above was enough to make his breathing difficult. If he were in the midst of it, rely the manifestation of the river water could crush him.
No, if he really faced Ye Yidao, the initial explosive sword technique alone could severely injure or even kill him; the gap between them was just too vast.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed such a disparity could exist between cultivators at the sa realm.
Today, he witnessed the disparities of the world!
“Kill!”
“This is not my peak, each of the Nine Dragons has its own spirit. The ultimate form will be one dragon encompassing one type of sword intent. However, I am dull and have only comprehended two types of sword intent so far.”
“Even so, the power is still considerable. Even if the senior takes action, it won’t be easy to fend off, right!”
Ye Yidao’s eyes shimred with a fierce glow, the Immortal Yuan within him surged wildly, ceaselessly channeled into the nine water dragons, the two sword intents of tyranny and river making the air tear with mournful whines.
In response, Wu Chengjue remained composed, leisurely opening a deep blue-colored umbrella in his hands, frost spreading around, at this mont, ti seed to freeze, as nine frost-covered tails rose to the sky behind him, facing off against the nine water dragons in the distance.
“Can re ditch water contend with the glacier’s brilliance?”
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