221: Chapter 224 The Twenty-Nineth Floor, Pure Blade Dao

The wooden blade was completely unsheathed.

There was no light.

There was no thunder.

There was no water, fire, wind, or clouds.

There was only a blade mark, so faint it was almost invisible, slashing toward Lin Yi's eyes.

Lin Yi held his blade horizontally.

Clang!

The pitch-black long blade collided with the wooden blade.

The next instant, his entire body slid back more than ten zhang.

His wrist felt slightly numb.

Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly.

The power of this blade was not exaggerated.

At the very least, it was far inferior to the Undying Realm power of Sanshan Helong.

But it was too pure.

It was so pure that the moment the blade edge fell, Lin Yi even had an illusion: what he was facing was not a projection, but a living blade.

The Man in Plain Clothes did not pursue.

He simply held the wooden blade and took a step forward.

As the step landed, the second blade had already arrived.

This blade was still very faint.

Yet just as Lin Yi raised his blade, he discovered that no matter where he blocked, he seemed to be a fraction of a second too slow.

It was not that his speed was slow.

It was his judgment that was slow.

The opponent's blade had no unnecessary changes.

No feints, no lures, no complex trajectories.

But precisely because there was nothing superfluous, it was even harder to grasp.

Lin Yi slashed his long blade diagonally, wanting to intercept the blade momentum.

This was a method he had realized on the twentieth floor.

If there were no flaws, then slash to create a flaw.

But when this blade fell, the Man in Plain Clothes' wooden blade merely tilted slightly, sliding past the edge of the black blade light.

The next instant, the wooden blade slashed onto Lin Yi's shoulder.

Chi!

His robe tore open.

A thin white mark appeared on the surface of his Top-grade Divine Body.

It did not break his defense.

But Lin Yi's eyes became more serious.

The opponent on the twenty-ninth floor did not rely on power to break his Divine Body.

It was telling him:

"Your blade is still not pure enough."

Lin Yi took a deep breath.

Water momentum emerged around his body.

The fourth level of the True Intent of Water circulated, attempting to dissolve the Man in Plain Clothes' blade momentum.

But when the Man in Plain Clothes' third blade fell, the wooden blade actually cut directly into the weakest point of the water momentum, as if slicing through the surface of water.

The water ripples beneath Lin Yi's feet dispersed.

The blade edge had already reached his chest.

Clang!

Lin Yi blocked this blade, his figure retreating again.

"Water momentum doesn't work either."

A thought flashed through his mind.

The nineteenth floor taught him to slash at nodes.

The twentieth floor taught him to slash to create flaws.

The twenty-fifth floor taught him that water has sinking, devouring, and locking.

But this person before him did not compare anything with him.

He did not compare water.

He did not compare power.

He did not compare Divine Ability.

He only compared the blade.

The Man in Plain Clothes continued forward.

Blade after blade.

Lin Yi began to be suppressed.

Outside the Hunyuan Tower, the previously lowered discussions rose up once again.

"The twenty-ninth floor is indeed different."

"He is being suppressed."

"Normal; the twenty-ninth floor is the final major hurdle before the thirtieth floor."

"The opponent on this floor has no obvious shortcomings and most tests the tower climber's own skills."

"Lin Yi is already very strong to have reached here, but wanting to pass this floor is not that easy."

The Grey-robed Elder did not speak.

The Purple-Clothed Woman, however, was watching very intently.

Because she discovered that although Lin Yi was constantly retreating, he was not in disarray.

It was not that he couldn't block.

He was stripping away the Impurities in his blade.

Inside the Hunyuan Tower.

Lin Yi had already retreated to the edge of the battle platform.

The Man in Plain Clothes struck again.

This blade was still plain and unremarkable.

But when it slashed over, Lin Yi felt that all his changes were blocked.

He suddenly closed his eyes for a moment.

In his mind, the images of his journey through the tower flashed by.

The Grey-Clothed Man's fist.

The White-Clothed Swordsman's blade.

The sinking in black water.

Thunder, rocks, shadows.

Finally, everything dispersed.

Only the very first question remained.

"What is a blade?"

"Is it a carrier for water?"

"Is it an extension of the Divine Body's power?"

"Is it a Move of 'One Blade Slashes One World'?"

"None of them."

"A blade is just a blade."

Lin Yi opened his eyes.

The water momentum around his body dispersed.

The pressure of his Top-grade Divine Body was also suppressed to the lowest level.

At this moment, he no longer borrowed any external objects.

Only the blade in his hand remained.

The Man in Plain Clothes' wooden blade slashed over.

Lin Yi struck.

This blade likewise had no divine light.

No anomalies.

There was not even much sound.

But when the pitch-black long blade fell, the Man in Plain Clothes' incomparably pure blade momentum stalled for the first time.

It was not suppressed by power.

Nor was it dissolved by water momentum.

It was that another equally pure blade had slashed into its trajectory.

Clang!

The two blades crossed.

The Man in Plain Clothes stepped back half a step.

Lin Yi stepped forward.

The second blade.

The Man in Plain Clothes blocked with his blade horizontally.

The third blade.

The fourth blade.

The fifth blade.

Neither of them used complex changes anymore.

On the battle platform, only blade light remained.

One black, one faint.

Every blade was simple to the extreme, and also dangerous to the extreme.

The outside world could not see the specific battle inside the tower.

They could only see that the time Lin Yi stayed on the twenty-ninth floor was getting longer and longer.

The sounds in the plaza gradually quieted down.

Because everyone knew.

Being able to persist for so long on the twenty-ninth floor already proved that Lin Yi was not instantly defeated.

On the high platform, an attendant stared at the light screen and whispered:

"If he can pass the twenty-ninth floor, immediately submit it to the Elder."

Another person beside him said:

"It has already been submitted."

"Submit another copy."

...

On the battle platform.

The ninety-ninth blade.

Lin Yi and the Man in Plain Clothes stopped at the same time.

The Man in Plain Clothes held his wooden blade horizontally in front of him.

Lin Yi's pitch-black long blade hung at his side.

Between the two of them, it was full of fine blade marks.

Lin Yi slowly exhaled a breath.

The divine body chapter of 'One Blade Slashes One World' did not Breakthrough to a new major Realm in this battle.

But his blade had become one part more harmonious.

In the past, he was using 'One Blade Slashes One World'.

Now, he was beginning to truly turn this blade technique into his own blade.

The Man in Plain Clothes raised his blade again.

Lin Yi also raised his blade.

The next instant, both of them disappeared from where they stood.

The black blade light and the faint blade light crossed each other.

Lin Yi stood behind the Man in Plain Clothes.

The wooden blade in the Man in Plain Clothes' hand split from the middle.

Subsequently, his figure also dissipated bit by bit.

The twenty-ninth floor, passed.

Outside the Hunyuan Tower.

The light screen flickered.

Lin Yi, thirtieth floor.

The entire plaza went quiet for an instant.

Subsequently, the discussions exploded with a roar.

"Passed!"

"The twenty-ninth floor is passed!"

"First level of the Divine Body Realm, first time climbing the tower, reached the thirtieth floor!"

"Look quickly, someone has already gone to notify the Elder!"

"Lin Yi of the Nine Provinces... I'm afraid this name is truly going to spread."

The Purple-Clothed Woman gazed at the light screen, shock also in her eyes.

First level of the Divine Body Realm, thirtieth floor.

This was no longer just worth recording.

This was an achievement sufficient to make many forces seriously investigate his background.

Meanwhile, inside the Hunyuan Tower.

Lin Yi had already arrived at the thirtieth floor.

This time, no figure slowly condensed on the battle platform.

He had just opened his eyes when he saw a blade light.

A blade light that almost filled his entire field of vision.

It did not give him time to observe.

It did not give him a chance to build up momentum.

The blade light fell.

Lin Yi only had time to hold his blade horizontally.

Boom!

The pitch-black long blade trembled violently.

Lin Yi's entire body flew backward directly, slamming heavily against the edge of the battle platform.

His Qi and blood surged.

His arm felt numb.

He looked up, toward the center of the battle platform.

A Black-Clothed Swordsman stood there.

The Black-Clothed Swordsman sheathed his blade, his voice calm.

"The thirtieth floor."

"Defeat me to enter the thirty-first floor."

Lin Yi slowly stood up straight.

A faint smile instead appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Interesting."