Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 58, The Seventh (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)
Chapter 58: Chapter 58, The Seventh (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)
The brilliance of Chu Ming’s sword light collided with the illusionary body’s sword array projection, causing the sword array to tremble incessantly. The leaking sword light smashed all the surrounding rocks.
Swoosh!
Chu Ming’s figure split into two. At some point, the illusionary body had already appeared before him. The sharp stone sword, mixed with several streams of sword force, directly enveloped Chu Ming.
His foot gently tapped the ground, resembling a wild goose on the river. Chu Ming’s two figures immediately retreated, and during this retreat, the left illusion gradually disappeared—it was merely an illusion.
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The Silver Light Sword swung horizontally, counterattacking even faster, piercing out thirty-six times in an instant.
Pop, pop, pop...
The tips of the swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, obscuring both of their figures; all that could be seen were sparks flying chaotically.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Their figures flickered continuously, sword qi radiated in all directions. To be honest, the strength and swordsmanship of the illusionary body were quite impressive, being at the Eighth Layer of the Transcendence Realm, almost on par with Yang Zong when he hadn’t used his trump card.
After all, Yang Zong had cultivated a body refining technique, with astonishing defense. Ordinary attacks couldn’t even break his defenses, let alone harm him.
As for Chu Ming, his swordsmanship was as free and unrestrained as a heavenly steed soaring across the skies, without a trace, as elegant as an antelope’s tightening rope, a divine stroke that often repelled three strikes with one, moving with ease and grace.
Thump!
Crunch!
The stone sword in Chu Ming’s hand issued a moaning sound, a sign of its impending collapse.
A glint of determination flashed in his eyes. Pushed to the extreme, Chu Ming suddenly released the stone sword with his right hand, then drew a full circle in the void, and slapped out fiercely.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The stone sword shattered into thousands of pieces, swarming towards the illusionary body like a plague of locusts. The illusion’s body trembled, and the sword in its hand swung into a dense spiritual barrier, blocking all of Chu Ming’s attack.
Without the stone sword, Chu Ming’s spirit rose even higher. With a long roar, his body transformed into a long rainbow, dispersing the surrounding flames. He punched out, and instantly, the illusion was completely enveloped by wild fist force.
Chu Ming’s physical strength now far exceeded his spiritual power. After learning the Blast Flame Fist, his physical strength surpassed his spiritual power, not to mention that his "Fire Element Body Forging Chapter" had broken through to the Third Layer, increasing his physical strength by thirty Tiger Power out of thin air.
One punch extinguished all the surrounding flames. The illusion’s body seemed like a lone boat in the ocean, trembling continuously, as if it would collapse at any moment.
Pop, pop!
The illusion tried to parry with sword light, but the sword light was shattered by Chu Ming’s punch halfway, along with its head.
A single hit with his physical power, so strong that it completely shattered the illusionary body, far surpassing his spiritual power.
His vision changed, and a vast ice plain appeared before Chu Ming. The surroundings were extremely cold, with wisps of white frost rising like smoke in the plain, lingering in the air.
Not far away were several ice mountains, with glaciers flowing down from the peaks, their ends unknown. Slightly activating his cultivation technique, a faint warmth spread, making the piercing cold more bearable for Chu Ming.
"This should be the third layer of the Cyan Yang Tower," Chu Ming thought to himself, noticing a solitary figure standing in the icy wind not far away, carrying a huge saber on its back, with an aura of aloofness reaching the sky.
Sensing Chu Ming’s arrival, the aloof figure turned around. It was faceless, none other than the illusionary body of the third layer, appearing more desolate amid the wind and snow.
Upon seeing the illusionary body, Chu Ming’s pupils contracted. At that moment, every cell in his body seemed to scream, continuously transmitting signals of danger.
Hum!
The illusionary body drew its great saber, and immediately, sword qi burst forth, continuously slicing through the space around it. Waves of qi spread, and the powerful saber force left gashes and trenches on the ground.
Boom!
Under Chu Ming’s vigilant gaze, the illusionary body lightly tapped its foot, and its body shot out like an arrow off the string. The great saber swung in the air, slicing through the falling snowflakes with sword auras.
Chu Ming chose not to retreat as he was already locked in by the illusion’s aura, with no space to withdraw. He could only grit his teeth and charge forward.
Unleashing his physical power to the extreme, a layer of faint red Gang Yuan erupted on his body, like sharp red sword auras, whistling in the void.
Boom!
Chu Ming punched out, and the surrounding ice and snow melted rapidly, swept away by his fist force.
Pop, pop, pop...
Amidst the sounds of breaking, Chu Ming’s punch shattered the sabre auras completely. However, within these sabre auras, there was a blinding white light, seemingly eternal and indestructible.
Thud
Fist met saber, and a tremendous force surged, causing Chu Ming to retreat instantly, spitting out blood mid-air, his face revealing a look of lingering fear.
The illusionary body’s strength was, after all, at the extreme of the Transcendence Realm. If not for Chu Ming’s "Fire Element Body Forging Chapter" cultivated to the Third Layer, the saber light just now would have been enough to kill him in one blow. Even so, Chu Ming’s body sustained a minor injury.
After one strike, the illusionary body didn’t relent. Its steps light, combining three steps into two, leaving no footprints on the snow as it rushed towards Chu Ming, like a concentrated whirlwind blowing away the snow on the ground.
In Chu Ming’s view, what lunged at him wasn’t a person, but a great saber, a peerless weapon, standing atop the pinnacle, surveying the world.
"Blast Flame Fist!"
He mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, a surge of blazing spiritual power flowing within him, finally converging explosively on his fist, transforming into a roaring flood of red tigers, melting all the surrounding ice and snow.
This was his strongest attack. With the boost of his spiritual power, the power of the Blast Flame Fist continually amplified.
Thud
Even so, upon impact with the illusion’s great saber, Chu Ming felt a tremendous force travel from his arm to his chest, causing him to spew another mouthful of blood.
Thud, thud, thud
Chu Ming staggered back several steps, his body unsteady. The illusionary body seemed to have suffered a significant injury as well, its body retreating lightly. Yet in the blink of an eye, with a light step, it lunged at Chu Ming again, causing him to groan inwardly.
However, the surrounding aura was already locked; Chu Ming had nowhere to hide. He could only confront head-on, punching repeatedly. Facing the sword auras, Chu Ming could only instinctively counterattack.
The ice and snow around them became scattered and melted by Chu Ming’s scorching spiritual power due to their attacks.
Pop
After exchanging dozens of moves, Chu Ming’s body finally began to break down, unable to withstand a strike from the illusionary body’s saber aura, his body completely shattered.
Whish
His vision changed, and Chu Ming appeared outside the Cyan Yang Tower. Taking a deep breath, he now had a rough understanding of his own strength. He could barely fend off a dozen moves against a martial artist at the extreme of the Transcendence Realm.
Of course, the extreme Transcendence Realm martial artist mentioned here referred only to ordinary martial artists. As for sect disciples, it would depend on each individual’s hidden strength.
"Oh my, the Cyan Yang List is moving! Look! It’s moving!"
"And the speed at which this senior brother’s name is advancing is incredibly fast, clearly showing great improvement!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this time Cyan Yang Tower is worth watching!"
Chu Ming hadn’t even exited yet when the disciples outside the Cyan Yang Tower had already started discussing, their eyes filled with shock as they stared at the Cyan Yang List. Even the Inner Sect Elder in gray robes noticed the change, his eyes showing a gratified expression.
Turning his head, Chu Ming saw his name on the Cyan Yang List, "Chu Ming," soaring like a rocket, glowing with golden brilliance, pushing all the names around it down, rapidly climbing to the top ten, exuding formidable power.
The surrounding disciples were already completely numb, staring blankly at the changes on the Cyan Yang List. No matter how they thought about it, they didn’t expect a disciple to break into the top ten of the Cyan Yang List so powerfully. Even the Inner Sect Elder in gray robes was momentarily breathless.
To know, the top ten disciples on the Cyan Yang List were true prodigies within the Cyan Yang Sect, each having made a name for themselves in the martial world. The appearance of an additional one was a major event for the Cyan Yang Sect.
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, the word "Chu Ming" continued to advance even after breaking into the top ten, slowly but surely progressing.
Ninth...Eighth...
Until it reached the seventh position, the golden light slowly faded, yet it still forcibly pushed the original seventh to the eighth position, and the golden light fully disappeared.
Seventh, Chu Ming!
