Chapter 855
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The cultivators of the Heavenly Gang realm from the Tian Ji Mansion and the Sheng Dan Sect bowed their heads one by one upon seeing the hall master. It was not that they were too weak, but rather that Ye Wushuang was too strong.
Gong Chengze’s face was terrifyingly gloomy.
In the midst of the ruins, Ye Wushuang slowly stood up. The wounds that had just stopped bleeding split open once again, with blood seeping through his clothes, and even more cuts appearing on his body.
“Ye Wushuang!”
A figure sped over rapidly. It was Yun Xingjian. At this moment, blood flowed incessantly from Yun Xingjian’s shoulder, his bones shattered. His abdomen bore a deep, bone – visible wound, almost splitting him in half.
“Are you alright?” Yun Xingjian asked, his heart still pounding with fear.
“Damn it!” He glared at Gong Chengze, filled with regret. If he had just one more month to familiarize himself with the Tai Qing Tian Yan Technique, he would definitely have been able to stop Gong Chengze!
Light gathered around Yun Xingjian’s body as he prepared to charge again.
“Come back!” Ye Wushuang shouted sternly, “Go help Qing Muyuan and the others!”
Yun Xingjian was taken aback. Ye Wushuang could see that Yun Xingjian had reached the end of his rope. Having just entered the fourth level of the Myriad Forces, he was no match for Gong Chengze at the fifth level. If Yun Xingjian continued to fight, he would surely be killed.
“Ye Wushuang, you…”
“I have a plan!” Ye Wushuang said resolutely, “I’ll take on the fifth level of the Myriad Forces!”
Hearing this, Yun Xingjian was astonished. However, he did not leave.
“I’ll stay right here to prevent those Heavenly Gang cultivators from launching a surprise attack,” he said.
“Alright!” Ye Wushuang took a deep breath and stepped forward. Yun Xingjian stayed right behind Ye Wushuang, constantly on guard. He truly could not fathom what plan Ye Wushuang could possibly have at this point.
Gong Chengze’s face turned ashen and gloomy upon seeing that Ye Wushuang was still alive and dared to take a step towards him. A mere cultivator at the seventh level of the Heavenly Gang had inflicted such significant losses on their Tian Ji Mansion and Sheng Dan Sect—it was an utter humiliation.
Most importantly, the young man was still alive!
“Hall Master will turn you to dust and scatter your ashes!” Gong Chengze roared, as streams of Myriad Forces energy burst forth from within him.
The strength of a cultivator at the Myriad Forces level depended on the potency of their spiritual energy, which manifested as the power of the Myriad Forces. Gong Chengze, at the fifth level of the Myriad Forces and holding a position as one of the thirty – six hall masters of the Tian Ji Mansion, was by no means an ordinary individual.
“Eroding Bone Myriad Yuan Palm!” His expression turned cold as he clenched and then suddenly spread his palm. The Myriad Forces energy emitted an eerie blue glow, condensing into a palm shape.
Seeing this, Yun Xingjian felt a chill in his heart. This move was far more terrifying than any Gong Chengze had used against him. Gong Chengze was truly furious.
“Die!” Gong Chengze roared again, and his palm descended from the sky. The three – hundred – zhang – tall palm print exuded an oppressive and terrifying aura, intent on crushing Ye Wushuang into nothingness.
Yun Xingjian watched Ye Wushuang, standing proudly ten zhang away in his blood – stained clothes. The young man…
Yun Xingjian almost couldn’t resist charging out himself. He simply couldn’t think of any way Ye Wushuang could possibly withstand that palm strike!
But at that moment,
The Tian Ya Sword in Ye Wushuang’s hand vanished, and he clenched his fists tightly, his entire body trembling violently. Suddenly,
A long sword appeared in Ye Wushuang’s hands with a resounding boom.
“That’s… the Tian Yan Sword!” Yun Xingjian’s expression was one of astonishment.
The reward treasure from Ling Jian Mountain, the true Heavenly King – grade spiritual weapon—the Tian Yan Sword!
The Tian Yan Sword he had seen before seemed like an ordinary iron sword, unremarkable. When Ye Wushuang invoked the Tian Yan Sword, all the swords in the martial arena resonated in unison, creating an incredibly spectacular scene.
And now, in Ye Wushuang’s hands, the Tian Yan Sword had undergone a transformation. It was brimming with spirit, its sword patterns flowing as smoothly as human blood vessels, exuding an extreme sense of majesty and beauty!
A Heavenly King – grade spiritual sword!
Even cultivators at the Gui Yuan realm would covet such a spiritual sword.
It was said that this sword had always remained at Ling Jian Mountain, unrecognized by anyone, but now it was in Ye Wushuang’s hands, fitting him perfectly—it was simply inconceivable!
Moreover, as Ye Wushuang grasped the sword with both hands, a huge cauldron rose from behind him.
The Li Clan’s Li Wang Ding.
The Qian Yuan Ding, now integrated with Ye Wushuang!
The cauldron, a square – footed, ancient – copper – colored vessel, stood one zhang tall, with ancient inscriptions shimmering all over its body, emitting a clear light as it hovered behind Ye Wushuang. Faint blood patterns gathered around its body.
The moment the cauldron appeared, it released an incredibly powerful and pure vital energy, which surged into Ye Wushuang’s body.
At this moment, Ye Wushuang’s inner energy soared abruptly, and his entire body was boiling with power. Yun Xingjian even had a momentary illusion.
As the ancient cauldron poured pure vital energy into Ye Wushuang, he no longer seemed like a Heavenly Gang cultivator, but rather… a cultivator of the Myriad Forces!
The sheer dominance of his energy made Ye Wushuang almost indistinguishable from a cultivator of the Myriad Forces.
