Chapter 103 The Power of Nine Swords

The surging clouds and mist ahead suddenly parted to the sides, and a colossal figure that stood between heaven and earth appeared abruptly, carrying a suffocating pressure!

How could the Giant Spirit God's height be merely a few zhang? He was simply like a towering mountain come to life.

His head was as large as a city gate tower, his eyes were like two giant searchlight lamps, and his waist was as thick as a mountain ridge; the immense shadow he cast instantly enveloped Yun Bai completely.

A primitive fear of colossal entities, stemming from the very depths of life, instantly gripped Yun Bai's heart, causing his breath to falter!

"Ant! How dare you offend the Heavenly Might! Die!" The Giant Spirit God's voice boomed like thunder from the Nine Heavens, making the entire space vibrate and hum.

That "Xuanhua Great Axe," as huge as a door panel, carried a terrifying shriek that tore through the sky, and without any fancy tricks, it chopped down directly toward Yun Bai's head in a simple and brutal manner! The power was boundless and immense, as if it truly intended to split the heavens and earth with a single strike!

Yun Bai dared not even consider meeting it head-on. He pushed his movement speed to the limit and narrowly dodged with a clumsy side roll! The terrifying gale stirred up by the axe blade acted like a physical hammer, scraping fiercely across his body, shaking his Qi and blood so violently that a sweet taste rose to his throat; he had already sustained a serious internal injury!

In just the first encounter, he suffered a heavy loss.

"huaying sword! Split! Attack his vital points!" Yun Bai growled through gritted teeth, suppressing his surging Qi and blood.

Nine emerald Sword Qi beams instantly shot toward the Giant Spirit God like an enraged swarm of bees, striking at his eyes, throat, joints, armpits, and other vulnerable spots.

However, the Giant Spirit God glared with wide eyes and let out a deafening roar, as a rich, pale green light suddenly erupted from his body—the Domain power was unleashed once again!

Within this eerie green Domain, Yun Bai felt as if he had instantly fallen into a boundless, ancient forest thick with thorns.

His movements became incredibly sluggish, the air was filled with a viscous resistance, and even the speed and flexibility of his Flying Sword were greatly reduced.

Even more terrifying was that this green Domain seemed to possess powerful life-restoring properties; the small wounds on the Giant Spirit God's body caused by the Flying Sword were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye! Conversely, Yun Bai felt that the internal injury he had sustained from the gale was throbbing with pain under the influence of this Domain, and it even showed signs of worsening.

"Another Domain! And it comes with restoration and debuff effects?!" Yun Bai cursed inwardly.

These Heavenly Palace divine generals were truly more troublesome than the last.

Guardian Deity Wang Shan had a pale gold Domain, the Heavenly Soldier battle formation had a cooperative Domain, and this Giant Spirit God actually possessed such a troublesome wood-element restoration Domain.

Fortunately, Yun Bai's Divine Sense strength was not what it used to be. The mysterious black hole in his Sea of Consciousness spun frantically, emitting a powerful suction force that mercilessly tore apart and devoured the green Domain power attempting to invade his Sea of Consciousness and disrupt his mind, allowing him to barely maintain clarity and avoid being completely suppressed.

He could only rely on his relatively agile movement techniques and the constant harassment of his split Flying Sword to engage in a difficult struggle with the infinitely powerful Giant Spirit God.

The Giant Spirit God's power was terrifyingly peerless, but his massive body did indeed bring a disadvantage in flexibility.

Using Sword Light Splitting, Yun Bai had three, then five beams of Sword Qi constantly weaving and harassing the Giant Spirit God's massive body, with the clanging sounds of impact ringing incessantly.

"Not enough! It's simply not enough!" Yun Bai was anxious, wishing he could split out a few more beams of Sword Qi to form a denser attack.

While struggling to dodge the mountain-splitting axe, he was frantically performing simulated calculations in his mind through Xiao Liu, deducing the countless possibilities of perfectly controlling nine beams of Sword Qi simultaneously.

"Could it be that the mind needs to be allocated like this? No, this feeling isn't right; the flow of Divine Sense is obstructed..." Yun Bai immersed his entire mind in the process, using his powerful Divine Sense to constantly search for a feeling of effortless control, like directing an arm, seeking that legendary state of "using the mind for multiple tasks."

A violent headache struck, as if his head were truly going to split open, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted stubbornly.

Every threat of death brought by the axe brushing past him kept his spirit strained to the limit.

He thought of his sister, who was on her deathbed, and that urgency from the bottom of his heart became the reason that supported him to carry on.

"Wrong! This spiritual power circulation scheme is also unreasonable! It will cause the Sword Qi to interfere with each other!"

Yun Bai tried again and again, failing again and again.

The number of Sword Qi beams surrounding him began to fluctuate unstably; at times five, at times six, at times barely reaching seven or eight...

Sometimes the Sword Qi beams would collide, their trajectories conflicting; sometimes several beams would foolishly attack the same point, lacking any coordination or strategy; sometimes, due to an unstable mind, the Sword Qi would suddenly vanish into thin air, requiring them to be condensed anew...

He discovered that the more Sword Qi beams he split, the lower the individual power, but the harassment and coverage area increased greatly.

Various problems emerged one after another.

But Yun Bai did not give up; his eyes were still filled with madness.

Unable to win after a long attack, the Giant Spirit God also felt that this little thing under his feet was like a slippery loach, exceptionally troublesome. He became increasingly angry and irritable, roaring repeatedly. Yet, Yun Bai's movement was agile, and he could easily resist the shackles of his signature "Wood Binding Domain," leaving him with immense mountain-splitting power but unable to land a decisive blow.

Just as Yun Bai, due to the massive consumption of his mental energy, showed a slight sluggishness in his movement and was gradually falling into a disadvantage, the Giant Spirit God let out an earth-shattering roar. Seizing a subtle flaw in Yun Bai's defense, the Xuanhua Great Axe, carrying destructive power, prepared to completely slaughter this annoying "ant" beneath its blade!

At the critical moment of life and death, Yun Bai's pupils constricted, and all his potential erupted in that instant—nine beams of Sword Qi! Nine stable and clear emerald Sword Qi beams flashed out suddenly!

"It's now!" Yun Bai seized this fleeting opportunity. The nine beams of Sword Qi first dispersed like scattered celestial flowers, harassing the Giant Spirit God's entire body, and then, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, they combined to strike a single point! They launched a fierce attack specifically targeting the Giant Spirit God's relatively vulnerable areas, such as his eyes and ankles!

[Power of the Nine Swords!]

Suddenly, a large amount of information drilled into Yun Bai's mind.

This was actually information coming from the huaying sword itself.

It was a will from the divine sword itself, a sense of approval and affection toward its user, Yun Bai.

[Sword Technique: The huaying sword can be split from one into three, nine, twenty-seven, eighty-one... and so on; the power multiplies with the number of Sword Qi beams.]

Only then did Yun Bai understand that after the Sword Qi was split into nine, the power of each beam had not weakened in the slightest.

In other words, if the Flying Sword were combined from nine into one, it would possess nine times the power!

"This, how can this be?" Yun Bai was overjoyed.

The Giant Spirit God was forced to restrain his offensive and turn to defense.

However, once he turned to defense, facing the endless, continuous attacks of Yun Bai's nine Flying Swords, he was forced to defend again and again.

Long defense inevitably leads to failure!

Facing the suddenly agile and strategic web of Sword Qi, wounds began to multiply on the Giant Spirit God's massive body. Although the green Domain was still constantly repairing him, the speed of repair could no longer keep up with the speed at which the Flying Swords were creating new wounds!

Finally, during a brief gap when the Giant Spirit God swung his axe with all his might only to miss, and his old strength had been spent while new strength had not yet arisen, the nine beams of Sword Qi merged into one. They transformed into an extremely brilliant, incomparably condensed emerald flash of light that, with the speed of lightning, instantly pierced one of the Giant Spirit God's huge, burning eyes!

"Aoo—!!!" The Giant Spirit God let out a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering howl of pain. His massive body staggered back in agony, and the stable green Domain around him fluctuated violently, becoming unstable and flickering!

How could Yun Bai let this once-in-a-millennium opportunity slip by?

All the Sword Qi beams, like sharks smelling blood, poured Sword Qi frantically toward that huge wound!

Finally, amidst his roars of unwillingness and pain, the Giant Spirit God's massive body collapsed with a crash, turning into countless pure points of light that dissipated into the space within the tower.

"Second floor, second level passed! Continue forward!" That cold voice sounded again, without any emotional fluctuation.

Yun Bai leaned on his sword, panting heavily, sweat pouring down like rain.

He was wild with joy.

A divine sword; this huaying sword was indeed a well-deserved divine sword.

The power of nine swords was already this terrifying; what if it were twenty-seven swords? What about eighty-one swords?

If ten thousand swords were to return to one, what kind of scene would that be?