Translator: Radiant
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Xue Ying didn’t bother tangling with him. His figure changed into flowing light and rapidly charged toward the end of the teor Bridge.
Shua.
The silver-armored swordsman’s speed was also exceedingly fast. It charged toward Xue Yin. In almost a flash, it drew closer, accompanied by a ice-cold sword light that seed like a waning moon! Yes, this sword light was very chilling; when this waning moon’s sword light shone, even the space inside the Mirage began to freeze. This chilling waning moon’s sword light imdiately chopped toward Xue Ying’s throat.
"Scram!" With a bang, the spear, which faintly resembled a huge star, imdiately swelled and burst with dazzling rays of light. Afterward, it imdiately subsided, and the dazzling light imdiately contracted into one point.
This point—
—beca this spear’s head!
The spear’s head contained a vortex-like gravitational force that sucked in that waning moon’s sword light as it drew near him! The terrifying cold qi emitted by the waning moon’s sword light was also vacuud up.
The vortex’s gravitational force suddenly turned into a repulsion force! Due to the sudden change, the direction of the waning moon’s sword light was affected as well.
Chi! The spear slid past the sword light and directly stabbed into the silver-armored swordsman’s chest.
Dang!
The silver-armored swordsman imdiately staggered backward. He couldn’t help but send a look of surprise toward this Transcendent. Although the Mirage was different from the real world, everything was affected. All aspects of his speed and strength were weakened slightly. He could only utilize seven or eight parts of his body’s power, but the profound mysteries of that spear strike, he had to admit, was already superior to his sword laws!
Xue Ying also felt that the surface of his True aning of Star was faintly trembling under the onslaught of the cold qi, but it wasn’t too bad; his protective True aning of Star hadn’t collapsed. Furthermore, he also had the armor transford from the green-armored protector.
"The Moon is worthy of being called the most Yin and most cold! rely manifesting cold qi is astonishing, but once he was really struck, I’m afraid I totally freeze to death." An idea crossed Xue Ying’s mind, but his movents didn’t stop in the slightest as he speedily charged toward the teor Bridge.
"Don't think about leaving." The previously staggering silver-armored swordsman imdiately charged forward once more, brandishing his sword.
"Uncle Fu, Old Thief, quick, quick, you two run quickly!
In an instant, Chen Jiu’s eight gray-taled arms faintly ford the image of a dragon’s head; his attack thod was incomparably exquisite. From what Xue Ying surmised, his True aning of Eight Dragons should be a variation of the True aning of Life and Death. After all, in the Laws of Heaven and Earth. Profound mysteries were innurable, and the innurable profound mysteries ultimately combined into the complete Laws of Heaven and Earth.
So theoretically, any profound mysteries could fuse together.
This brought about a few relatively extraordinary yet unknown True anings, but normally one would find similar ones. The True aning of Eight Dragons was similar to the True aning of Life and Death. Although it brought various deathly killing strikes, it faintly contained an endless life force. It caused his moves to be flawless. The eight arms seed as if it was a flawless cycle of life and death.
With a simple exchange, the other three silver-armored swordsn also imdiately determined that although they were superior in strength and speed, Chen Jiu was stronger in profound mysteries and laws and had eight arms. The three of them calculated that if they attacked together, they could only suppress this demigod at best; it would be hard to score a victory. Therefore, they quickly turned to handle Uncle Fu and Old Thief.
"Don’t think about leaving." Chen Jiu was incomparably valiant and rapidly approached Old Thief and Uncle Fu. At the sa ti, his eight arms entangled the silver-armored swordsn.
The silver-armored swordsn wanted to kill Uncle Fu and Old Thief, but Chen Jiu was nearby. They naturally clashed!
Both sides were locked in battle.
The silver-armored swordsman were weakened in the Mirage, but in the realm world, their strength did not decrease. Every single ti, they exchanged blows, Chen Jiu’s arms shook and reduced in length. For the mont, he could only barely do his best to tangle up two silver-armored guards. There was still another one attacking Uncle Fu and Old Thief.
Hua. On the surface of Uncle Fu’s body, a layer of flowing black light materialized, and in his hand, he grasped a shield.
Dang. He used the shield to block the silver-armored swordsman’s strike.
Using the force of impact, Uncle Fu actually borrowed the energy and flew even faster toward the end of the teor Bridge.
"You want to leave?" The silver-armored swordsman smiled coldly and chased after him. He once more brandished his sword. Although Uncle Fu did his best to block with his shield, the silver-armored swordsman’s sword laws were strange and unpredictable—as well as fast. Very soon, there were three swords slashing at his body, and the rippling protective black light began to tremble. After three slashes, the protective black light completely disappeared.
"Old Baldy." The mountain-goateed old man Old Thief switched positions with an Illusion Avatar, deliberately distracting the silver-armored swordsman.
It proved useless. The silver-armored swordsman was fixed on Uncle Fu and simply didn’t care about Old Thief.
Peng. The Demigod rank shield in Uncle Fu’s hands was sent flying away. His two hands were a little numb. Nothing could be done. Previously, his body had be struck by three slashes, but the shield had blocked more than ten of them. Every strike’s power was stronger than Chen Jiu, Lord You Lan, and the others combined. Thankfully, the strength displayed by Uncle Fu’s True aning was strong enough, and he could use the shield to consecutively block many attacks. But in the end, he could not endure.
Hua! Another strike sliced over!
Uncle Fu displayed a look of despair.
It was too fast.
It was too late to even use a Deity Scroll. One needed to bring out the Deity Scroll, rip it apart, and then use magic power to guide it! He was being suppressed by the successive, lightning-fast sword lights. The previous slash had sent his shield flying. Under the slash imdiately following it, how would he have the ti?
"Just dying like this? No, the Deity Scrolls are still on my body." Uncle Fu was anxious; he was the only Transcendent Mage out of the three team mbers.
"Uncle Fu." Chen Jiu anxiously rushed over, but there was no ti.
"Not good." Upon seeing this, Xue Ying, who was inside the Mirage, also didn’t have enough ti. After all, the battle was too fast.
Just at this ti, a figure appeared in front of Uncle Fu.
It was the mountain-goateed old man!
Only he, with the help of the Illusion Avatars to instantly switch over, could rescue Uncle Fu in ti.
He! The mountain-goateed old man Old Thief blocked the sword light with a lightning dagger in his hand.
Peng!
It was blocked!
The waning moon-like sword struck upon that dagger, but the terrifying power contained within the bent blade erupted, imdiately pressing down on the dagger and continuing to slash upon the mountain-goateed old man’s body. Although he wore a Demigod-rank robe on his body, the terrifying power contained by this slash…still pounded through the robe onto the mountain-goateed old man’s entire body. His body was sent flying backward, wide eyes as round as a ball.
This ti, his true body blocked it. Because the illusion puppets absolutely could not block it.
Chen Jiu, who was rapidly rushing over, imdiately waved his arms, angrily swatting at the silver-armored swordsman. The silver-armored swordsman blocked the eight arms with one strike yet was sent tottering backward.
At this ti, Uncle Fu carried Old Thief and imdiately fled toward the end of the teor Bridge. In this short instant, he had already escaped.
"Go." Chen Jiu also imdiately flew away.
…
At the other end of the teor Bridge, they stepped onto muddy soil.
Xue Ying was the first to arrive. Imdiately after was Uncle Fu, who held Old Thief.
"Old Thief." Uncle Fu held Old Thief in his arms, incomparably anxious.
"Old Thief, how are you." Chen Jiu rushed over.
The mountain-goateed old man smiled. "Help manor master…" Just after speaking these words, his entire body completely disintegrated, changing into nothingness. Under that fearso strike, Old Thief’s body couldn’t hold on at all and was completely destroyed on a particle level. Only his formidable soul stubbornly let his body hold on, but once he opened his mouth, he collapsed and was destroyed.
"You, why are you so foolish." Tears pooled in the bald-headed old man Uncle Fu’s eyes. "You clearly knew you couldn’t block, yet you did! Old Thief, Old Thief!"
Old Thief grasped the True aning of Illusion.
This True aning caused Old Thief’s own power to not be too strong. His strength was not dominating and was just as weak as the Mirage was offensively. Although the Illusion was a bit better, it was still weak! Old Thief’s attacking power was only comparable with the Xia Clan’s top three ranks. Normally, his original body switched with his illusions, causing his survivability to be extrely formidable as well as his assassination ability.
"I know; I know that Old Thief recognized that because I am a Transcendent Mage, I’m more useful to manor master." Uncle Fu’s tears flowed. In the Flying Sword Manor, he and Old Thief were affectionate brothers
Chen Jiu’s eyes also faintly reddened.
Uncle Fu was his elder; Old Thief was also his elder.
He didn’t expect that they would die here! Damnit, if his strength was a bit more powerful, he would have been fine tangling up three silver-armored swordsman.
…
The following teams also arrived one after the other.
The ishan Clan Master’s team was separated. The black-robed man used a Deity Scroll to move forward alone, successfully passing through. The ishan Clan Master lead the white-robed young lady and also successfully passed through. Their team was still intact.
The golden-robed youth Jian Huang, alone, naturally passed through.
The last team—Wu Ma Hai’s team— lost his final companion, the tall and thin man Ba Han, who also died under the silver-armored swordsn! After all, Wu Ma Hai was neither eight-ard nor skilled at ranged attacks, so he could only handle one silver-armored swordsman. Although the strength of that Ba Han was rather high, and despite almost being at the end of the bridge, he was still beheaded by a slash!
Four teams.
ishan Clan Master’s team was in good condition.
Xue Ying and Chen Jiu’s team lost one person.
Wu Ma Hai and the golden-clothed youth Jian Huang’s teams only had one survivor.
"Everyone’s arrived."
The atmosphere was clearly rather depressing.
The ishan Clan Master, the only one with an intact team, started to speak. "Everyone had understood that upon entering Crimson Rock Mountain, nine will die while only one lives. It’s a gamble of life! Now we’ve already passed the teor Bridge. In front of us…is the Sky-Reaching Vine’s foot. There, we should be able to obtain so necessities."
Crimson Rock Mountain’s master…
Originally in the Deity Realm, he used Crimson Rock Mountain to accept disciples, attracting nurous Demigods! This first part was actually a type of charity!
As long as Demigods with adequate strength, or perhaps good fortune, ca, passing the teor Bridge would result in receiving so rewards and favors! As for the Sky-Reaching Vine…that was the real brutal screening.
"Let’s go." Looking at the gloomy earth in front, as well as the faraway lofty Sky-Reaching Vine of endless height, Xue Ying spoke up.
"Go."
The ishan Clan Master, Dong Bo Xue Ying, golden-robed Jian Huang, Wu Ma Hai, white-robed young lady, black-robed man, Uncle Fu, and others walked in the direction of the Sky-Reaching Vine. Although their losses were big, they had already anticipated this before entering the trials. Since it already happened, they had no choice but to accept the outco! They could only continue to forge ahead!
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