vrcanaries Chapter 87 The Pure Yang Holy Body Displays its Power
Chapter 87 The Pure Yang Holy Body Displays its Power
Several days passed.
Cheng Yuanliang and the other two did not appear.
Li Wudao and Jiang Churan gradually relaxed and, after discussing it, decided to take a detour back.
"We are currently in Linzhou territory. If I remember correctly, there is a second-rate sect about five million miles ahead. They should have small flying boats. If we can successfully rent one, we can return as soon as possible..."
Based on her memory of the route, Jiang Churan proposed a solution for the current situation.
"Let's hurry up and go."
Li Wudao's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait.
I've been on the move for days, haven't had a good night's sleep, and am already looking haggard.
Compared to his carefree days at the Xuantian Sect, he now lives worse than a beggar, enduring wind and rain every day, his mouth so bland it's practically tasteless.
Before long, the two set off for "Flying Swallow Gate".
However, after taking only a few steps, the figure I least wanted to see appeared again!
"call out--"
In the void, a flying boat came flying by and hovered above the two people.
Cheng Yuanliang stood in the void, his face indifferent, but his heart was bleeding.
The pursuit over the past few days has nearly emptied half of his savings, with a million spirit stones gone to waste.
Fortunately, they managed to intercept it in the end.
This time, he learned his lesson and stopped wasting words. He directly summoned the Soul-Capturing Bell and started shaking it.
"Jiejiejie——"
The howl, like that of a vengeful ghost, echoed through the air, making Li Wudao and Jiang Churan pale and sway precariously.
The precious horse beneath him kicked its hooves restlessly, struggled for a moment, then collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and died.
The two staggered backward.
Jiang Churan's pretty face turned pale. She struggled to muster her strength and resist the demonic sound, a hint of resentment in her eyes.
Her cultivation level is too low right now, and she can't unleash the power of a royal-grade treasure at all; otherwise, she wouldn't be in such a passive position.
"Damn it, this bald guy is like a leech I can't get rid of!"
Li Wudao suppressed the pounding in his heart, his expression solemn, utterly perplexed.
How did they find this bald guy, who was millions of miles away?
But right now, he doesn't have time to think about this issue.
Because the two masked old men had already attacked them.
At such a short distance, he didn't even have time to take out the Great Teleportation Talisman and was forced to fight back.
Under the influence of the Soul-Capturing Bell, their combat power was reduced to less than 70%, greatly limiting their abilities.
Moreover, the person who made the move was a late-stage Martial King.
With such a huge gap, the outcome seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
"puff--"
The next instant, Jiang Churan's body flew backward, a line of blood spurting from the corner of her mouth. Her delicate face was completely bloodless, giving her a weak and broken appearance.
Her physique was not as resilient as the Pure Yang Holy Body, and she did not have top-grade Heaven-rank armor. A single blow from a late-stage Martial King would be enough to severely injure her.
Li Wudao fared no better, being sent flying by a palm strike, his internal organs shifting and his blood churning.
"Chu Ran!"
He quickly got up, and upon seeing the girl's injuries, his face immediately darkened.
"fine."
Jiang Churan struggled to get up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
Immediately, she drew her longsword, gracefully stepped forward, and stood before him with her delicate body, saying resolutely, "You go first, I'll hold them off!"
With her current level of cultivation, if she were to use forbidden secret techniques and fight with all her might, she might have a slight chance of winning.
This secret technique can stack up combat power, but it consumes a huge amount of potential, and overuse will severely damage the foundation.
Therefore, she is unwilling to use it unless absolutely necessary.
However, this is the only way to break the deadlock right now.
Seeing this scene,
Li Wudao was momentarily lost in thought. What was with that look of someone ready to die?
He felt a pang of sadness. When did he fall to the point where he needed a girl to protect him?
Moreover, knowing full well that they are no match for the opponent, they still insist on being stubborn; it's adorably foolish...
"You don't need to do anything, just watch."
Li Wudao pulled him behind him, his calm tone revealing a sense of perseverance and determination.
He's hiding behind a woman like he's cheating; what kind of nonsense is that? If word gets out, people will gossip and curse him; he can't afford to lose face like that.
At the same time, the two masked old men were not idle either, and they both attacked the boy.
"Boom!"
The power of a punch and a palm strike was overwhelming, creating a powerful aura that sent sand and stones flying and snapped several ancient trees nearby.
If such an attack were to strike a mortal body, it would instantly turn into a bloody mess.
"you........."
Jiang Churan was somewhat taken aback, staring blankly at the boy blocking her way, speechless for a moment.
She is the invincible Empress Qingyao, and she has always been the one protecting others. When has this situation ever happened?
Just as the girl was experiencing a mix of emotions,
Li Wudao had already grasped a three-foot-long sword that was entirely black with a hollow center.
This is a high-grade King-level treasure weapon from the inherited artifacts, named "Ink Dye". It weighs three thousand catties and its sharpness is visible to the naked eye. It is much stronger than the previous Dragon Abyss Sword.
The moment I saw this sword...
Cheng Yuanliang narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself, "This kid has quite a few good things in his possession. He might have received the inheritance of some powerful figure..."
Thinking of this, a strong glint of greed flashed in his eyes.
He was initially distressed about the spirit stones he had spent, but now he suddenly felt relieved. Once he dealt with Li Wudao, he could not only make up for the losses but also make a fortune.
at the same time.
The powerful attacks from the two late-stage Martial Kings were already approaching, and their terrifying power stirred up a fierce wind, making it difficult for some to open their eyes.
Li Wudao took a deep breath, his eyes resolute, and instead of retreating, he advanced, sword in hand.
In a narrow encounter, the brave prevail. Now, he can only face the challenge head-on, try to force the enemy back, and buy himself a chance to escape.
"Chichi-"
The sword tip dragged on the ground, sparking and leaving a noticeable sword mark.
The strong wind tousled the boy's hair, which danced wildly in the air. The last rays of the setting sun cast a faint glow, illuminating Li Wudao's handsome and resolute profile, making him appear quite spirited.
Not far away, Jiang Churan stared blankly, momentarily lost in thought.
It must be said that the young man in this scene truly deserves the description "A gentleman as fine as jade, unparalleled in the world".
Just then, Li Wudao drew his sword.
"Keng!"
A melodious sword cry rang out.
Two captivating sword beams shone, completely different from the sword aura the girl had seen in the secret realm; it was no longer a cold and murderous aura.
Instead, it was as blazing as the sun, incredibly intense, with golden light shining brightly, and even the void seemed to radiate a distinct heat.
The next instant, the golden sword energy collided with the attacks of the two Martial Kings.
"boom--"
A dull sound came out.
A turbulent wave erupted in the field, splashing outwards in all directions. Wherever it passed, trees broke and rocks shattered, everything was destroyed, turning the place into a scene of devastation.
When the dust settled, the group was stunned and speechless.
The two masked old men were dressed in tattered clothes, with no fabric on their arms, and a three-inch-long sword wound was clearly visible.
The most shocking thing is that,
Visible flames were rising from the wound, as if it had just been scorched by a raging fire, and a pungent burnt smell emanated from it; the skin was already ulcerated!
In contrast, Li Wudao only retreated a few dozen steps, his face was much paler, but he was otherwise unharmed.
The two masked old men glanced at each other, their eyes revealing unspeakable horror.
How can this be? !
They were late-stage Martial Kings! Their combined attack just now would have been unbearable even for a mid-stage Martial King; they would have been certain to die.
But this kid, who's only at the late True Essence Realm, not only blocked their attack but also injured them?!
Although they were somewhat careless and didn't have time to dodge, the result was still terrifying.
The two old men fell silent for a moment, lost in deep doubt.
Have they all spent all these years cultivating themselves into dogs?
A difference of ten minor realms! This is absolutely absurd! I never even dared to dream of it!
In mid-air, Cheng Yuanliang's expression completely changed. He stared intently at the boy, utterly shocked, and exclaimed:
"Sword intent manifesting... This aura... Could it be... Pure Yang Sword Intent... You are the Pure Yang Sacred Body?!"
At this point, he seemed to remember something, and his face turned terribly ugly.
"This is impossible! You're nothing but an ant in the True Essence Realm, how could you possibly manifest sword intent and even comprehend the legendary Pure Yang Sword Intent..."
He roared, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, his expression somewhat deranged.
"This...when did he...?"
Jiang Churan lightly covered the corner of her mouth, frozen on the spot, utterly shocked.
She was shocked by Li Wudao yet again.
In his previous life, the young man struggled even to cultivate. How did he suddenly awaken the Pure Yang Holy Body and comprehend the Pure Yang Sword Intent?
Throughout history, the Sacred Body has been a rare physique, representing top-tier combat power and possessing numerous extraordinary abilities.
Throughout countless eras, only a few dozen sacred bodies have been born. Although this seems like a lot, in the vast river of time and space, it is truly like a drop in the ocean.
Among the many sacred bodies, there are only ten superior sacred bodies, and the Pure Yang Sacred Body is one of them, which shows its high value.
As for the Pure Yang Sword Intent, it was even more unbelievable to her.
Generally speaking, only those who break through to the Martial King realm, and only a small number of exceptional talents, can touch upon the true meaning of various martial arts.
The true meaning of martial arts is varied and diverse, but sword intent is among the top-ranked true meanings. Those who cultivate it successfully can significantly enhance their combat power.
It can be said that among sword cultivators of the same realm, whether or not they have comprehended sword intent makes a world of difference in combat power, and the outcome can be determined in just a few moves.
Among these, the Pure Yang Sword Intent is one of the most outstanding sword intents. Its nature is extremely strong and yang, domineering and unparalleled, with extremely strong destructive power, capable of rivaling the blazing sun. The difficulty of comprehending it is also at a hellish level.
This is because it is the exclusive sword intent of the Pure Yang Holy Body, and the prerequisite for comprehending it is that one must be a Pure Yang Holy Body.
Therefore, it's no wonder that Cheng Yuanliang went mad after Li Wudao comprehended the Pure Yang Sword Intent at the True Yuan Realm; it truly defies common sense.
But then again, how can you talk about rationality when he's cheating?
When in doubt, just use cheat codes.
"I never imagined I would have the honor of witnessing the legendary Pure Yang Holy Body in person..."
Cheng Yuanliang's eyes flickered with a strange light.
The next instant, his face suddenly turned extremely gloomy, and the killing intent in his eyes was like a surging tide.
"That's precisely why you can't be allowed to live; you must die here!"