Chapter 72 Transformation into God!
The dark shadows in the house were swaying, and the ground, corners, and broken beams were all covered with the wriggling shadows of rats.
“Ah…don’t come over here!! Don’t…!!”
Gu Xingzhi completely collapsed, tears and snot streaming down his face, his body shaking constantly.
In just one night, he became disheveled, his eyes were dull, and he completely lost his last bit of will.
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Ten years later.
The Qingyue Peak is still shrouded in clouds and mist, and the spiritual spring on the top of the peak is always ringing, just like a fairyland.
But the disciples always had a stone hanging in their hearts.
Ye Zhao has been in seclusion for ten years.
In the past ten years, countless disciples have made breakthroughs and advanced, and major sects have been constantly replaced, but Ye Zhao is still in the forbidden area of the main peak, without any movement.
The white jade door of her retreat was shining brightly, and no one dared to enter without permission.
The disciples of Qingyue Peak often stood at the foot of the mountain and talked in low voices.
"Why has the Sect Master been in seclusion for so long? Ten years, without even a sound."
"Could he be striving for the late Nascent Soul stage? But ten years is too long..."
"I heard that if someone stays in seclusion for too long, their mind and spirit will become weak, and eventually their body and soul will perish."
"Shh! Keep your voice down and don't talk nonsense! How could anything happen to Master?"
The discussion was low, but it could not suppress the anxiety in the hearts of the disciples.
Xie Youran was even more worried.
In the past ten years, he came to the outside of the forbidden area more than once, holding the white jade door with his hands and probing his spiritual sense in, but was blocked by the cold sword intent every time.
It was silent inside, nothing unusual happened, and no sign of life.
"metropolitan……"
Xie Youran stood in front of the stone gate, a rare look of worry appearing between his brows.
He had come here more than a hundred times, but each time he gained nothing and had to leave with anxiety.
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Black prison.
It was always cold and dark here. Chen Yubai and Pei Yan were still guarding it day and night.
Ten years later, the two men's determination was as hard as stone.
Ye Wange, who was in the center of the stone prison, had long lost her former charm.
Her hair was matted, her body was hunched, and she had been tortured by the Soul-Eating Nail to the point that her mind was shattered and she looked like a demon.
She couldn't even stand upright and could only curl up between the chains of the execution platform with a resentful look in her eyes.
"Hmph...you two bastards..." Her throat was hoarse.
She suddenly heard Shen Yubai and Pei Yan talking in low voices outside the iron gate.
"The Sect Master has been in seclusion for ten years."
"Yeah, there's been no movement for so long."
A cold light suddenly flashed in Ye Wange's eyes.
"Ten years... Haha, ten years without leaving the confinement..."
Her hoarse laughter was filled with venom, "I know... Ye Zhao must have gone astray and died in there!"
Her voice suddenly rose, "Hahaha! God has eyes! Ye Zhao is dead! She is dead!!"
Shen Yubai was furious and suddenly drew his sword. The sword light penetrated the iron bars and pierced directly into Ye Wange's shoulder!
"puff……!"
Blood gushed out, and Ye Wange screamed miserably, "Ah ...
Her whole body was twitching, blood dripping down the chains, but she was still laughing crazily: "...Ye Zhao is dead! Hahaha, she is dead..."
Shen Yubai was so angry that he was shaking all over and wanted to kill her immediately, but in the end he just drew his sword coldly, leaving her howling in pain.
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In the outside world, the sect’s formation suddenly shook!
"boom!"
The sky suddenly darkened, and evil energy surged, pressing in from afar like a tide.
Countless demon armies, carrying blood-red battle flags, are approaching.
The leader is none other than the leader of the demon clan, Zhu Yan!
He stood in mid-air, "Xie Youran, you were lucky enough to survive last time because of the intervention of those old monsters who had reached the God Transformation stage! But now..."
"Yu Canglan, Luo Yinsheng, and Song Shiyu have all gone out for training. This time..."
"Hahahaha! You, the Wanjian Sect, have no external support!"
Xie Youran stood in front of the mountain gate with a solemn expression on his face.
He stared at the demon army in the sky with heavy eyes.
"Master, when will you come out of seclusion?"
The Wanjian Sect once again faced the crisis of extinction.
The demon army roared and rushed towards the gate of Wanjian Sect, with blood and flames surging into the sky and the sound of killing shaking the sky.
Xie Youran and the other peak masters held their magic weapons tightly, and the disciples huddled behind the formation, their hearts filled with despair.
Just then…
Boom!!!
A loud thunder suddenly exploded!
The entire Wanjian Sect's mountain range trembled at the same time. The sect's protective formation had not yet been activated, but an invisible sword intent rose from the peaks and broke through the sky!
"That's... Qingyue Peak!"
Countless disciples looked up in horror, only to see that above Qingyue Peak, a white jade door suddenly opened by itself, and an incomparable aura gushed out from it, as if a sleeping sword tomb was suddenly awakened!
The next moment, the world changed suddenly!
The sun and the moon dimmed, the stars trembled, and amidst the rolling black clouds, streaks of purple-golden lightning fell from the sky, roaring continuously around Qingyue Peak.
The mountains and rivers shook, and the rivers and seas flowed backwards!
Strange phenomena in heaven and earth, divine calamity!
"God Transformation Realm! Someone has transcended the tribulation and reached the God Transformation Realm!!!"
Everyone held their breath in disbelief.
Ye Zhao, dressed in white as white as snow, slowly walked out of the forbidden area.
She took a step forward, and the void trembled. When she raised her eyes, the sword intent pointed directly at the sky!
"Master... Sect Leader Ye?!" The disciples' throats tightened and their eyes were filled with shock.
Xie Youran's eyes were horrified, and she murmured softly, "After ten years of seclusion...she's actually trying to reach the Divine Transformation stage?!"
The demon leader Zhu Yan's expression changed instantly. "How is this possible! In just ten years, how could she..."
At this time, the heaven and earth roared!
Nine bolts of heavenly thunder suddenly fell from the sky, striking Qingyue Peak together!
Ye Zhao did not retreat, and the sound of the sword pierced through the heaven and earth!
“Zheng…!”
A sword light shot straight into the sky, cutting against the thunder from the sky!
Wherever the sword passed, the thunder shattered into pieces, and the light was so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
The storm swept through, and the sword energy was like a dragon, transforming into a giant sword a hundred feet long behind her, standing proudly in the sky!
The disciples were stunned and shocked.
Some people were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes, and they couldn't help but kneel down and shout: "Sect Master... has transcended the tribulation and become a god!!!"
Xie Youran got goosebumps all over his body and his whisk couldn't stop shaking.
After ten years of silence, he finally achieved a sword that could break the sky!
Zhu Yan's face turned completely gloomy, and his mind was trembling with fear because of the mighty sword intent.
Ye Zhao, robed in fluttering white, stood beneath the sea of thunder, looking like a god battling against the heavens.
She slowly raised her sword, her voice cold and clear, echoing between the mountains and rivers:
"This sword... is for the sect, for the great way, and for all mankind!"
The next moment, the sword energy turned into a rainbow, breaking the ninth heavenly tribulation!
The heaven and earth were eclipsed, and thousands of swords rang out!
Ye Zhao, finally... broke through and became a god!
Throughout the Wanjian Sect, cries and cheers were heard intertwined, and the sect disciples no longer had any fear.
Because they know that when the leader returns, the demons... will definitely be defeated!
The heavenly calamity has dissipated, but the residual power of thunder still echoes in the valley.
The air between heaven and earth was filled with the intertwined aura of sword intent and thunder, as if even the mountains and rivers were split open by an invisible chasm.
All the disciples held their breath and stared at the direction of Qingyue Peak, their hearts beating violently with the sound of the sword.
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