Chapter 134 A Pseudo-Core Master in Battle, His Unparalleled Dao Body Overwhelms All
Just as the members of the Qingyun Sect took a brief moment to catch their breath, joy barely touching their faces, the space of the Secret Realm battlefield fluctuated violently, rippling like water. A figure clad in a black sword robe arrived treading upon a sword, his entire body radiating the powerful aura of the Peak False Core Stage—a state achieved when a Foundation Establishment Cultivator fails to break through to the Golden Core Realm, resulting in a False Core. Though not truly in the Golden Core Realm, they can briefly unleash power close to it, and their Divine Soul and Sword Intent are several times stronger than an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator's. The golden sword patterns embroidered on his robe shone brilliantly under the stimulation of his Sword Intent, as if coming to life; he was none other than the Eldest Senior Brother of the Yujian Sect's inner Sect, Jian Huang.
Jian Huang landed beside Jian Chen and reached out to help him up. As his gaze swept over the subdued Yujian Sect Disciples, his face darkened to the point of dripping ink. His eyes, like poison-dipped sharp swords, locked onto the Qingyun Sect group. His Sword Intent surged around him with physical substance, making the surrounding air turn viscous. His voice was bone-chillingly cold: "To dare harm my Yujian Sect Disciples and destroy my Sect's treasures... today, I shall ensure every member of your Qingyun Sect is buried in this Sword Tomb! Blood for blood!"
As his voice fell, Jian Huang's Sword Intent exploded, several times more powerful than Jian Chen's at his Peak, even drawing upon the Origin Sword Intent of the Sword Tomb. Countless ancient swords hummed violently at once, their dark light flaring. The longsword in his hand was named [Soul Severer], a Semi-Immortal Artifact. Its blade was as black as ink, emitting a soul-devouring chill, and it was covered in complex sword patterns, each containing a bizarre power capable of eroding the Divine Soul.
Jian Huang raised his hand and swung; the Soul Severer sword let out a shrill cry. A black Sword Gang dozens of feet wide condensed, wreathed in a faint gray mist. Carrying the dual threat of tearing the soul and impacting the Sea of Consciousness, it slashed toward Ling Wei and the others.
"Not good! It's False Core-level Divine Soul Sword Intent!" Ling Wei's expression changed drastically. She hurriedly channeled her remaining spiritual power to reinforce the Four Symbols Array, but the Formation's light was already dim from the previous heavy damage. The phantoms of the Four Symbols wavered as soon as they appeared.
As soon as the black Sword Gang touched the Four Symbols barrier, it easily tore through the defense of the Black Tortoise Water Shield and pierced the interwoven barrier of the Azure Dragon vines. The Vermilion Bird's True Fire and the White Tiger's claws were unable to hinder it in the slightest—the penetrative power of False Core Sword Intent was far beyond what Foundation Establishment-level Sword Intent could compare to. The Four Symbols Array shook violently as fine cracks split across all twelve Formation Flags. Ling Wei groaned, spitting out a mouthful of blood as her body swayed; the Formation was instantly broken.
A He hurriedly manipulated her Nether Vines, attempting to entangle Jian Huang's ankles, but they were directly severed by the black Sword Gang. The vines turned to ash, and she was sent stumbling back several steps by the residual force, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.
Luo Ningshuang's poison needles contained Nine-Cycle Bone-Eroding Poison, but as soon as they came within three feet of Jian Huang, they were ground to pieces by his protective Sword Intent. The poison mist was also blown away by the Sword Intent, even backlashing against her, causing her face to instantly turn pale. Su Qingyuan was about to activate the Qingxuan Burning Heaven Sword Domain when she was locked onto by Jian Huang's Divine Soul Sword Intent. She felt a sharp pain in her Sea of Consciousness, as if being pierced by ten thousand steel needles. Her movements lagged for a fraction of a second; the Sword Domain retracted just as it began to unfold, and its blue-gold flames dimmed significantly.
A cruel sneer curled on Jian Huang's lips as he swung the Soul Severer sword again. Three black Sword Gangs intertwined into a massive sword net. Atop the net, Divine Soul Sword Intent and physical Sword Intent wove together, forming a dense killing array—physical bodies would shatter upon contact, and the Sea of Consciousness would be thrown into chaos. For Foundation Establishment Cultivators, it was a definitive killing move. Carrying a momentum that blotted out the sky, the sword net descended upon the Qingyun Sect members, its shadow instantly covering the entire area.
"Step back." At this critical moment, Lin Yue took a step forward, shielding everyone. His Star-Moon Dao Body slowly activated, a faint golden spiritual light enveloping his body. The star-moon mark on his forehead shone brilliantly, radiating a boundless life aura and peerless power fluctuations.
Following the flow of his will, Ling Wei's insights into Formations, Su Qingyuan's Sword Dao True Intent, Luo Ningshuang's poison source, and A He's botanical vitality flowed through the Soul Bond like four surging rivers, continuously merging into his body.
Ling Wei's Formation insights allowed him to instantly perceive every flaw in the sword net, as if seeing the Formation's blueprint with his own eyes. Su Qingyuan's Sword Dao True Intent granted his Physical Body a peerless Sword Intent, with every inch of his skin containing a sharp radiance capable of slashing through all things. Luo Ningshuang's poison source gave his body an armor-breaking and bone-eroding effect, making his attacks carry toxic corrosion. A He's botanical vitality provided his Physical Body with terrifying recovery power, allowing even wounds to heal instantly. At this moment, Lin Yue's physical strength had reached the absolute limit of the Foundation Establishment Stage, even far surpassing the physical defense of an ordinary False Core Cultivator—he was nearly invincible!
[System Notification: Host has triggered the effect of [Soul Bond: Myriad Laws Return to One]. Merging Ling Wei's Formation Dao, Su Qingyuan's Sword Dao, Luo Ningshuang's Poison Arts, and A He's Vitality. The Star-Moon Dao Body has fully evolved. Physical Body Strength +300%. Attacks now include Sword Intent Cutting + Poison Art Corrosion + Flaw Insight. Defense now includes Vitality Self-Healing. Current Status: Nearly Invincible!]
"You, a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator, dare to block me?" A flash of extreme disdain crossed Jian Huang's eyes. The arrogance of a Peak False Core made him never spare a thought for Foundation Establishment Cultivators. The sword net suddenly tightened, lunging down toward Lin Yue, the black Sword Gang at its edges flickering with a soul-devouring cold light.
Lin Yue remained expressionless as he threw a punch. This punch seemed ordinary, yet it contained the terrifying power of the four women's combined strengths. On his fist, faint golden spiritual light and blue-gold Sword Intent intertwined, carrying a trace of pitch-black poisonous energy. As the wind from the punch howled, it directly tore through the air, producing a dull sound of thunder.
"Boom!" The moment the punch collided with the sword net, an earth-shattering explosion echoed throughout the Sword Tomb. Countless ancient swords hummed violently as if unable to bear the burden. The black sword net snapped inch by inch like a fragile spiderweb—the Divine Soul Sword Intent was directly dispersed by the Sword Dao True Intent on his fist, unable to penetrate Lin Yue's Sea of Consciousness at all. The physical Sword Intent was forcibly crushed by Lin Yue's powerful Physical Body, turning into a sky full of fine light particles. Jian Huang felt a terrifying force travel up the Soul Severer sword; his arm went numb instantly, his Meridians throbbed with pain, and he was knocked back several steps. His tiger's mouth split open, blood flowing freely, and the black spiritual light on the Soul Severer sword dimmed.
"What?!" Jian Huang's pupils shrank violently, his disdain instantly replaced by shock and disbelief. "Your Physical Body... how can it be this strong? How can a Foundation Establishment Cultivator possess such terrifying defense and power?"
Lin Yue did not answer. His figure blurred as he moved with extreme speed, leaving behind faint golden afterimages, appearing before Jian Huang in an instant. His fist shadows rained down upon Jian Huang like a storm, each punch precisely hitting a flaw in Jian Huang's defense (a subtle use of Ling Wei's Formation insights). The wind from his fists, laden with Sword Intent and poisonous energy, distorted the space wherever it passed, creating brief vacuum zones.
Jian Huang hurriedly swung the Soul Severer sword to block, but his sword speed was as slow as a snail's compared to Lin Yue.
The Soul Severer sword collided with Lin Yue's fists, producing deafening metallic clangs. The blade vibrated incessantly, its black spiritual light growing dimmer and dimmer, even showing faint cracks. Lin Yue's fists, however, were completely unharmed. As the faint golden spiritual light flowed, not even a white mark was left behind. Instead, Jian Huang's arm grew increasingly numb, his wounds widened, and blood dripped down the sword hilt, staining the ground—Luo Ningshuang's poison source had already invaded his body through the collisions, causing his Meridians to A He.
"Sword Prison!" Jian Huang roared, a flash of madness in his eyes. He unleashed his False Core power without reservation, and the Soul Severer sword erupted with a dazzling black spiritual light.