Chapter 648 The Combat Method of the Power of Fate: Saint Dan Mage
Looking around, I didn't see any more people.
Wang Yu frowned.
"You knew I was coming?"
Tianzhu nodded.
A long sword, as thin as a needle and stretching for four feet, appeared in his right hand; it was more like a needle than a sword.
It was he who used the Blood Demon Sword Sect's inheritance to create his second natal spiritual treasure.
He said.
Before I kill you, I have a question that remains unanswered. I wonder if you could answer it for me?
Wang Yu, however, revealed a wicked smile.
"Have doubts? Then go die with your doubts!"
As they were talking.
His form suddenly changed. The Dragon Axe was still too weak; the pressure it exerted on him was far from enough to complete his new transformation. It was a good opportunity to test this guy's methods.
—The Dharma Form of the Taiyin Demon Dragon!
However... this time, the Dharma form was no longer composed of pure demonic energy. Wang Yu actively dispersed his physical body and merged it into every part of the Dharma form.
The physical body and the Dharma form are in harmony.
A dense array of silver chains, along with the projection of the Myriad Transformations True Demon Cave Heaven, completely sealed off this void.
A frosty moon hung in the sky, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
Amidst the boundless cold wave, a pair of radiant pupils cast their gaze from the clouds. On the five fingers that resembled pillars supporting the sky, Tianzhu appeared as insignificant as an ant.
Completely immersed in the world within the palm of one's hand.
Wang Yu's new stage of "following the laws of heaven and earth" has exceeded the imagination of ordinary people. It is just like the Buzhou Mountain in ancient legends. Just standing here, one cannot look up at its full appearance.
Its height is unknown; its length is so great that one cannot see the end of it at a glance.
"Good tactic."
Feeling intense suppression, Tianzhu's strength plummeted from the seventh level of Void Refinement to the fourth level. His expression turned solemn, and he lost all the confidence he had at the beginning.
He finally understood why the Holy Mage had said it was a trial.
'But... you possess invincible supernatural powers, while I am blessed with divine mandate.'
"Heavenly Punishment Sword—Appear!"
Realizing that Wang Yu was not a simple enemy, nor was he merely at the superficial third level of the Void Refinement realm, there was no need to embarrass himself with his mediocrely refined demonic sword.
He directly took out his famous divine weapon.
"Everyone knows that above Lingbao is the Earthly Mysterious Lingbao."
"It is the life essence of a Dao-harmonizing cultivator. Above that is the Heavenly Profound Treasure. Even a Mahayana cultivator would find it difficult to obtain one. Only a Tribulation-Crossing Immortal can possess such a divine object."
"And Heavenly Profound Treasures are also divided into different grades. Therefore, there is a [Heavenly Profound Ranking] that records the one thousand strongest Heavenly Profound Treasures among the divine weapons of all races in the myriad realms. Even a Tribulation-Crossing Immortal who obtains one can dominate the same level. Guess... where the Heavenly Punishment Sword ranks?"
Wang Yu's stealthy movements froze instantly.
Heavenly Mystic Treasure?
Such a treasure must embody the complete laws of the Great Dao. The stronger the laws, the stronger the treasure. It is impossible for it to appear in the Demon Refining Domain.
It's like a child carrying gold through a bustling marketplace.
They should have been surrounded and killed long ago. No matter how powerful the Heavenly Profound Treasure is, how many swords can it unleash if the wielder is too weak? They even gave themselves the nickname "Heavenly Punishment" as if they were afraid others wouldn't know.
Logically speaking, Wang Yu did not believe it.
However, after sensing that the Heavenly Lock and the projection of the cave heaven were showing signs of cracking after the overwhelming sharpness of the new sword appeared,
Wang Yu could no longer bear it and first suppressed the power of the cave.
Only the power of the world remains to empower him.
His boundless palm suddenly closed, merging his physical body with his Dharma form. His dominion field of power seemed to expand countless times as he attempted to compress the ant in his palm into a block.
With overwhelming divine might, a pressure as powerful as a thunderbolt descending upon the world suddenly appeared. The sword energy, like a rainbow, shattered his palm into pieces, demonstrating immense power.
However.
Instead of being angry, Wang Yu laughed. The spiritual treasures that could be listed on the Heavenly Profound Ranking were all close to immortal artifacts, and any one of them could become the foundation of a major power.
No matter how strong he was, he had only just touched the realm of Dao Integration, and was not on the same level as the Heavenly Profound Treasure. Therefore, when this so-called Heavenly Punishment Sword displayed such power...
It's not bad, but it's far from terrifying.
"That's it? No wonder it's called Heavenly Punishment. Its power is known to the Heavenly Dao. If you use its name to deceive people, you'll probably be punished."
"—Extremely arrogant!"
"My heart is the heart of Heaven, and wherever my sword points, Heaven and Earth will not tolerate it. I... am your tribulation, and today I will surely slay you!"
The demonic cultivators all seem to have some mental issues.
Having uttered those harsh words, Tianzhu suddenly soared into the sky, its accompanying thunderous sword energy growing ever larger, attempting to reach a level comparable to Wang Yu's Dharma Body and cleave him in two.
The larger this physical form is, the stronger its power and the wider its destructive range. However, when facing enemies as small as dust, it inevitably appears extremely cumbersome.
It is far less flexible than a dharma form created by magical power.
These flaws are all things that can be improved, and that is also the purpose of Wang Yu's battle.
'Blood Sea Asura Battle Technique…'
With a thought, Wang Yu's Dharma body instantly shrank to the size of a person, but his appearance remained unchanged, as if all his power had been condensed.
The various characteristics of the Dharma form are reduced in size proportionally.
He easily dodged the sword aura that was meant to cleave the sky, his blood-red hair swirling with his aura, and his demonic claws lashed out again, this time using the Nine Dragons Undying Force.
Unparalleled brute force capable of shattering a dragon axe into particles with a single punch.
However, it vanished without a trace as Tianzhu parried with his sword, causing Wang Yu to raise an eyebrow: "Interesting, late stage of the sixth level of Body Refinement, what kind of technique is it?"
"Heh, since you haven't answered my questions, why should I tell you?"
"Tsk, killing you will make everything clear."
They disagreed on a single word.
Wang Yu once again dashed forward, throwing a punch at Tian Zhu's head. The opponent raised his sword to slash, but Wang Yu neither dodged nor avoided, and the Myriad Transformations True Artifact surged out of his body like liquid.
The fists that enveloped him transformed into a pair of gauntlets with blades. The moment they collided, the void cracked once more, and the spatial confinement of the Heavenly Lock was completely shattered.
In the blink of an eye, the Myriad Transformations Artifact seemed to be wailing.
That sword certainly has a story behind it.
Wang Yu remained expressionless as he channeled black ice and crimson blood energy into his hands. The black ice armor, the blood energy blades, and the fist blades and gauntlets overlapped, enhancing the toughness and sharpness of the Myriad Transformations True Artifact.
Tianzhu also suddenly raised his leg and kicked to the side, the hidden terrifying force completely shattering the air and striking his left kidney directly.
The myriad laws of the void—stop at an inch!
In the blink of an eye.
The closer the side kick got to Wang Yu's body, the slower it became, as if separated by an infinite space, and it was being stretched out continuously, making it difficult to actually touch his body.
at the same time.
Wang Yu's right hand formed a claw, reaching straight for Tian Zhu's heart. The heart-gouging claw, filled with a chilling aura, was covered by a thin layer of moonlight. For some reason, when Tian Zhu saw that moonlight, it felt as if he were about to die.
A mental breakdown alert.
His perception was good; this strike incorporated Wang Yu's understanding of the Taiyin principles, as well as the profound mysteries of a large number of divine soul abilities.
Once hit, it's not just a matter of tearing out the heart from the body.
It can even directly strike the primordial spirit, severely damaging it!
For cultivators at higher levels, the physical body is not the fatal point; it is the primordial spirit. The body that has been painstakingly honed is important, but it is not as important as one's life.
Wang Yu had assumed that the other party would choose to abandon their physical body.
result.
In the lightning-fast exchange, he suddenly twisted his body, his left leg and right hand joints rotating 360°, finally breaking the stalemate between the sword and the fist. But his deadly claw strike... missed!
Close-quarters combat is the most dangerous.
Aside from barbarians who cultivate their bodies, few cultivators would get this close, since there are too many unpredictable supernatural abilities and methods, and long-range combat is safer.
After escaping a deadly predicament, Tianzhu smiled.
The sword and the body became one.
It pierced towards Wang Yu's crown chakra in an instant.
"--hold head high!!!"
A dragon's roar shattered the dark clouds in the sky. Two demonic dragons, one murky yellow and one scarlet, appeared behind Tianzhu at some unknown time, tightly coiling around his calves and pulling him upwards.
It is precisely the manifestation of the state of mind in the Dharma form.
The Yellow Springs Demon Dragon and the Asura Demon Dragon.
Tianzhu's pupils contracted sharply. Just as he was about to break free of his restraints, Wang Yu suddenly leaped up, bypassing the sharp edge of the Tianzhu sword, and his right hand instantly grabbed his skull like a coiling silk thread.
"Thump!!!"
First, his mind went blank, his eyeballs burst, and the flesh and skin of his head were all torn apart by brute force, leaving only a crystal-clear, jade-like skull hanging on his still intact body.
The immortal golden aura swirled around Wang Yu's fist.
It failed to shatter the immortal skull of the late-stage sixth-level Body Refinement cultivator, but still produced spiderweb-like cracks.
Logically speaking
His head was shattered to pieces, and he should have been dead for sure, but for a sixth-level body cultivator with the ability to regenerate from a drop of blood, this was just a minor injury.
Flesh and skin regenerated in the blink of an eye. Tianzhu seemed to shed his bones, breaking free of the flesh and blood in his legs as if they were loose shoes, and once again wielded his sword to fight Wang Yu.
The Yellow Springs Demon Dragon and the Asura Demon Dragon were left standing there, staring at each other in bewilderment.
This bizarre fighting method can only be used by high-level body refiners.
In the sky.
Blood and lightning collided repeatedly, each collision shattering a patch of void, while chunks of flesh, blood, and hair follicles rained down like raindrops.
It wasn't just Tianzhu who suffered a heavy blow.
Wang Yu was the same.
One moment, he punched a chunk of flesh off his opponent's chest, leaving only his immortal demonic bones shining brightly; the next moment, half of his shoulder was sliced off by the Heavenly Punishment Sword, but he quickly recovered thanks to the effect of his immortal body.
The close combat of the body cultivators was like a rain of blood.
It sounded like a joke.
However, while the immortal body of a body cultivator is strong, and they have almost inexhaustible vitality thanks to the ability to regenerate through blood, they still experience pain, and are even more sensitive due to the regeneration of their body.
Wang Yu was caught up in the frenzy of battle, showing no intention of using any other means; it had been a long time since he had experienced such a fight.
"--Cool!"
"Hahaha, again! Again! Again! Didn't you eat?! Use all the strength you have to fuck your mother, hahaha! Hahahahaha!"
"madman……"
Fei's bloodline is such that the killing conflict in his mind can turn anyone into the purest killing machine. Wang Yu could have been unaffected.
But he just wanted to immerse himself in it.
How can one break through the limits of artistic conception and truly touch the Dao without merging with the will to kill? The frenzied, demonic killing is also part of the Dao of killing.
Furthermore, the Blood Sea Asura Battle Technique is perfected at its fastest speed under this condition.
That damned Heavenly Punishment Sword had absolutely no ability to kill him.
Despite its boastful claims, it's nothing more than a poorly made imitation, with the strength of a typical sixth-grade high-quality spiritual treasure, its only redeeming quality being its sharpness.
This should be the opponent's natal spirit treasure.
No wonder he joined the Blood Demon Sword Sect before; he probably wanted to re-examine the natal spiritual treasure he had forged in his weakness, to be reborn and seek a new life.
I just don't know why it failed.
Having figured out the key point, Wang Yu entered a fighting mode of outward madness but inward calm, and his strategy of trading blows for blows became increasingly frenzied.
Whether Tianzhu was afraid or tired, it was unclear.
He gritted his teeth and cursed.
"You madman, I'm not going to fight you anymore. Let's use our strongest moves to settle this once and for all."
"Ha, how childish."
It was as if they had heard the biggest joke in the world.
With a sudden punch, their arms exploded into two flowers of flesh and blood, the radiant glow of their immortal demonic bones seemingly able to resist the power of time.
Wang Yu brushed the flesh off his shoulder, picked out the fragments that had splattered into his forearm bone, and then let his body recover on its own.
He scoffed, "Tianzhu, you're not some young master from some powerful force, are you? Still fantasizing about the clash of the strongest divine powers? You're so naive."
Tianzhu gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't you also competing with me in terms of physical strength? Do you think I can't detect your murderous sword intent? Stop talking nonsense, you can't break through my mental state!"
Wang Yu's face was full of pity, but he genuinely felt quite pleased.
Even a head-on confrontation is for the purpose of perfecting one's own path!
Don't forget... he, Wang, fought his way up from the bottom of the cultivation world. Even though he has a higher cultivation level, he doesn't forget his roots and thinks he's someone important.
To win, they'll use any means necessary.
"Poor thing, why don't you try moving again?"
Tianzhu's expression changed drastically as he was horrified to find that he could no longer move.
Its lips moved with difficulty.
"This...this is...what kind of technique is this? An illusion..."
"No, this is the power of the Ancient Demon Body of Fate."
Wang Yu waved with interest.
Tianzhu suddenly floated over uncontrollably, his face pale as he knelt down. Wang Yu stepped on his back with one foot, and said with great pity.
"Don't you think that with each collision with me, your body becomes stronger after recovery? You absorbed the life force in my blood without even realizing it. I overestimated you."
The bizarre life force of the Ancient Demon Body of Fate.
Its strongest characteristic is its all-pervasive ability to corrupt, transforming its very life essence into the power of destiny, just like the ice phoenix corpse in the Heavenly Palace Secret Realm.
They can control even corpses, let alone when they are alive.
Wang Yu had no interest in speaking again.
A thought crossed my mind.
An even more powerful force of destiny flowed back into his body from his feet. This fundamental nourishment caused his body-refining strength to suddenly increase significantly, allowing him to break through to the mid-stage of the sixth rank ahead of others.
The feeling of reaping the rewards was intoxicating, but Wang Yu did not let his guard down. After throwing the dried corpse into his inner cave, he looked at the void not far away.
"How long do you intend to keep watching, senior? Aren't you going to come out and explain?"
The words had barely left his mouth.
As if a veil had been lifted from the void, an old man dressed in a white robe, wearing a tall white-gold crown, and surrounded by the fragrance of blood-red elixir, stepped out.
The aura of that realm is imperceptible and unfathomable.
"Interesting, you're not afraid of this old man?"
"Afraid?"
Wang Yu said with a smile.
"Senior's strength is formidable; he could easily crush this brat. It seems your ability to calculate cause and effect is also quite remarkable. Perhaps... you should try it out first?"
Master Saint Dan's cheek twitched.
Seeing Wang Yu's confident and fearless demeanor, he guessed that he couldn't control the other party, but he still did some calculations in his heart.
"No...you...pfft!"
(End of this chapter)
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