137: I got a little injured, there are many impossible things
“Buzz!!!”
The Five-Colored Sword shone brightly, as if awakening from slumber.
Countless Sword Intent swirled around it!
The Purple-Robed Old Man reached out and, with a “clang,” the sword shot up from the ground.
The entire gray stone ancient platform trembled!
The countless sword soldiers impaled within it vibrated and tilted towards that sword soldier.
As if welcoming their “King”!
Streams of Sword Intent burst forth, converging towards the Five-Colored Sword.
This made its five colors even more brilliant and grand, exuding a sharp edge!
It was even more terrifying!
It made one tremble and unable to look directly at it!
“Junior, die!”
The Purple-Robed Old Man sneered!
His gaze towards Jiang Yi was icy, as if looking at a dead man.
“Ten! Thousand! Swords! Return! to! Origin!”
As he roared to the sky, the Five-Colored Sword in his hand was raised high.
All the Sword Intent converged!
Some were heavy as mountains, some light as wind, some surging like tides, some scorching as fire... all the Sword Intent condensed into one!
The sword light shot straight into the clouds!
It seemed to pierce through the sky above, tearing through the barrier, reaching directly to the Upper Realm.
A hint of solemnity appeared on Jiang Yi’s face!
This Aura had already reached the limit of transcending the mortal realm, even vaguely exceeding that scope.
One could say!
This was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered, bar none.
From that sword light, he could already feel a hint of threat!
The Purple-Robed Old Man’s cultivation level, to him, posed no threat at all.
The key was that sword!
Its grade was likely extraordinary, a treasure weapon above a True King artifact.
“He’s got some tricks!”
Jiang Yi murmured, his mind stirred, and he opened his panel.
“Consume five hundred years of Lifespan to simulate and deduce the Cultivation Technique — Indestructible Golden Body.”
【Year 1, you begin to recover your consumed Primordial Spirit magic power and all your strength.】
【...】
【Year 500, you, at Great Perfection in the eighth stage, have reached your Peak state.】
Simulation ended!
The Primordial Spirit magic power within Jiang Yi surged, and all that had been consumed was restored.
It was tumultuous and magnificent!
Surging like a tidal wave, flowing through his limbs and bones, spreading throughout his entire body.
The fully comprehended Perfection-level profound meanings manifested one after another, evolving into various phenomena.
They floated behind him!
At the very center was a golden great cauldron, suppressing all directions, its might like a prison.
At the same time, his Indestructible Golden Body revived again!
Golden Qi and blood topped his head, like a heaven-and-earth furnace, scorching like the sun, burning fiercely!
It caused the surrounding space to distort, emitting mournful wails.
His entire being was radiant, glowing with treasure light, his eyes containing divine brilliance!
Essence, Qi, Spirit —
Once again reached their Peak state!
Under the guidance of his Primordial Spirit, his strength and magic power fused together.
Facing the Purple-Robed Old Man’s sword, he no longer held back, unleashing his full power.
An indescribable mighty force manifested from his body!
Following his arm, along his five fingers that converged into one, he formed a fist print like the sun, resembling a cauldron.
Divine radiance was brilliant, magic power like a rainbow!
You have your Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, and I have my myriad methods condensed into steel!
The Five-Colored Sword light descended, and the Indestructible Golden Body fist print met it.
“Boom!!!”
Heaven and earth seemed to explode!
Endless brilliant colored light burst forth, piercing through the sky and earth in all directions!
It also carried an extremely terrifying collision aftershock!
Sweeping across a hundred-mile radius!
In the Myriad Sword City below, and even outside the city, countless people trembled incessantly.
They all looked up in unison, with horrified gazes, towards the mountaintop.
“What is that?”
“What a terrifying Aura!”
“It’s a good thing it’s on the Peak of Myriad Sword Mountain!”
“Otherwise!”
“We would probably have turned to dust and scattered in that dazzling light!”
“The person who just now broke into the Sword King Pavilion, it seems it’s not over yet…”
“Could it be that the Grand Sword Master has come out of seclusion?”
“Could it be that he made a move?”
“It’s really possible!”
“It is said that he has already reached the martial Dao’s Peak, and it won’t be long before he can Ascend to the Upper Realm…”
“It’s also possible… he won’t be able to Ascend anymore!”
“Why?”
One of the people conversing hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said—
“I have a feeling that young True King might win!”
“Good insight!”
Nangong Yao heard his words, clapped her hands happily, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons.
“Whinny!”
The Gnu neighed, expressing agreement!
“Let’s go, your master is almost done! We should go up now.”
Nangong Yao patted the Gnu!
The Gnu immediately became excited, its hooves moved, and it galloped towards the Peak of Myriad Sword Mountain.
It moved like lightning, fast as an afterimage!
On the mountaintop!
Under the collision of magic power, the brilliant afterglow completely engulfed both of them.
“Puff!!!”
Accompanied by a muffled grunt, the Purple-Robed Old Man was sent flying.
He felt a surging force like a Dragon and an elephant!
It shattered his tiger’s mouth and pierced through his arm!
It even penetrated deep into his internal organs, injuring them.
A sweet, metallic taste filled his throat!
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!
In contrast, Jiang Yi’s figure merely swayed slightly, still standing in the Void Realm.
He slowly retracted his fist print!
Under that sword, he was injured; the golden divine radiance swirling on the surface of his fist cracked.
It cut into his skin, leaving an inch-long scratch along his middle finger!
A faint golden blood oozed out.
It still glowed with Five-Colored Sword light, containing various sharp Sword Intent.
It tried to penetrate his tendons, bones, and flesh, entering his body!
Jiang Yi mobilized his Primordial Spirit magic power, enveloping the lingering sword light.
He easily obliterated it!
Without the obstruction of that sword light, such a small injury was nothing; relying solely on his Physical Body Physique.
In the blink of an eye, it recovered as before.
Jiang Yi took a look!
His intuition was indeed correct; it really did pose a slight threat to him.
It actually managed to injure him!
Although this injury was simply not worth mentioning!
“Again!!!”
Jiang Yi stepped forward, his body once again radiating immense divine brilliance, his Aura grand and majestic.
“You…”
“How could you be fine?”
The Purple-Robed Old Man had just stabilized himself, also mobilizing his magic power, attempting to recover from his injuries.
Seeing Jiang Yi charging towards him, his face turned ugly, pale and purple.
His eyes revealed a strong sense of disbelief!
This was their Sword King Pavilion’s ultimate technique, a spell from the Upper Realm.
Although he hadn’t yet comprehended it to the Perfection realm!
But in this Sword Tomb, coupled with this sword soldier, it was enough to unleash its terrifying power.
Even a Great Perfection cultivator at the ninth stage of transcending the mortal realm might not be able to withstand it.
Unless he was an Immortal Master above transcending the mortal realm!
But this was almost impossible!
This world did not allow such an existence; even if there were, they would be suppressed by heaven and earth.
At most, they could display the strength of a Peak transcending the mortal realm!
“Impossible! Impossible!”
The Purple-Robed Old Man roared frantically!
Ignoring his injuries, he swung his sword again, unleashing another “Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.”
“There are many impossible things!”
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