Chapter 1630
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“Real and unreal, true and false…” Ye Wushuang murmured, “The trials of the Heavenly Thunder Tower are indeed unique. Had I not reached the Delusion Realm, I might not have withstood the ultimate test of the mind.”
“However, it was all worth it!”
It had already been nine days.
During these nine days, Ye Wushuang felt as if he had lived through nine months.
But then…
Buzz!!
As Ye Wushuang clenched his fists, spiritual energy burst forth from his body. Subsequently, rays of light surged from his skin, and these rays eventually coalesced into a pattern that covered the surface of Ye Wushuang’s body.
“The Sevenfold Sage Body Technique!”
“A sevenfold level, one pattern per level, and now, it is complete!”
Ye Wushuang’s palm clenched tightly. The first pattern flickered incessantly. After a short while, the second pattern gradually began to shine.
Two patterns!
Thanks to the intense pressure from the seven different trials within the seven levels of the Heavenly Thunder Tower, Ye Wushuang was able to condense two body patterns in just nine days.
“Having reached the Delusion Realm, with twenty Thunder Palaces opened, each more powerful than before, and… the Sevenfold Sage Body Technique, with two body patterns condensed, this is excellent!”
The Heavenly Thunder Tower was truly a suitable place for martial cultivators at the Cave Void Realm and the Delusion Realm to cultivate and strengthen themselves.
An imperial spiritual artifact.
It would have been great if it could be brought back to the Holy Heaven Sect.
Thinking this, Ye Wushuang took a breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, and muttered to himself, “The spiritual energy here is more concentrated than outside. The auction will start tomorrow, so I should continue to cultivate.”
The opportunity was rare, and Ye Wushuang naturally made the most of it.
The night passed without incident.
The next day, early in the morning, Ye Wushuang took a breath and slowly stood up.
This feeling was truly refreshing.
Ten days of cultivation felt like a lifetime.
And the great harvest also made Ye Wushuang quite satisfied.
“Time to leave!”
Ye Wushuang followed the exit, making his way back to the first level.
Upon reaching the first level, amidst the rolling thunder, Ye Wushuang glanced at the vast expanse of the thunderous world and prepared to leave the Heavenly Thunder Tower.
“Hey, you, stop right there.”
But at that moment, a voice shouted, stopping Ye Wushuang in his tracks.
From the side.
A young man dressed in black, with a withered blade of grass in his mouth and his long hair casually tied up, looked somewhat raffish, yet his features were exceptionally handsome and charming.
The young man had a broad knife slung over his shoulder.
The knife was nearly half a zhang long, with a handle as wide as four hands, and its blade gleamed with a cold light. On the back of the blade was a scarlet dragon pattern.
The young man, with his tied-up hair askew and a strand of hair fluttering in the wind, looked like a typical rascal with the withered grass in the corner of his mouth.
“Me?”
Ye Wushuang looked at the young man, curious.
“Yeah, you.”
The young man spat out the withered grass, leaned on the knife handle, and with a clang, the knife was thrust into the ground.
“Did you climb the three-thousand-zhang thunder mountain?”
Ye Wushuang nodded.
“Wow, impressive.”
The black-clad young man chuckled, “I managed to climb it too, but I didn’t last more than a quarter of an hour. I got struck down and spent a month in bed, nearly losing my life.”
“You were up there for almost a day?”
Ye Wushuang replied, “It was just half a day.”
Half a day!
Upon hearing this, the black-clad young man’s lips curled up.
“Good!”
Suddenly, the young man shouted loudly, grasping the knife with one hand and looking stern, “You have gained the recognition of my Tianxing River, and you are qualified to be my opponent. Come and fight me!”
Tianxing River?
Ye Wushuang said helplessly, “Why should I fight you?”
Saying that, Ye Wushuang turned to leave.
Tian Qingyao had said that the auction would start today, and he was an important participant who could not be absent.
“Don’t you dare leave!”
The black-clad young man shouted loudly, swinging his knife at Ye Wushuang.
The sound of the wind howled from behind, and Ye Wushuang’s face turned cold as he turned around and threw a punch without hesitation.
“The Seven Saints Fist!”
As Ye Wushuang’s punch struck out, a howling wind arose, and two faint body patterns burst forth and followed.
Clang!!
The knife blade and the punch collided, producing a low and grating metallic sound.
“Young man, you really have some skills.”
Tianxing River growled, “Good, I, Tianxing River, love to fight with the strong. Don’t rush to leave, let’s spar!”
Ye Wushuang replied indifferently, “I don’t have time.”
“Hehe, whether you have time or not, you’ll have to make time.”
Tianxing River chuckled, his broad knife roaring with vigor as he swung it down at Ye Wushuang’s head.
Seeing this, a cold glint also flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes.
This Tianxing River, at the second tribulation of the Delusion Realm, indeed had a domineering accumulation of spiritual energy.
But now that he had reached the first tribulation of the Delusion Realm, facing the attack of spiritual energy, he naturally had his own means of counterattack.
With the Sevenfold Sage Body Technique and two condensed body patterns, Ye Wushuang’s pure physical energy and blood completely surpassed that of any warrior at the same level.
A terrifying punch force erupted in an instant, striking out at the knife wind.
Boom…
A low, heavy collision sound echoed.
Tianxing River immediately sensed a terrifying force, flowing along the blade and pouring into his arms.
This huge counter-shock force caused Tianxing River’s face to change in surprise.
“Well, well, well, you’re a terrifying physical cultivator, aren’t you!” Tianxing River laughed heartily, “Great, I’m a knife-wielder, and you’re a physical cultivator. Sparring with you is just perfect!”
