Chapter Thirty-Two: Dueling Swords

  In the midst of clouds and fog, it was impossible to distinguish east from west. Everywhere was filled with swirling mist, surging back and forth ceaselessly. The mountain wind howled, and Mu Yuan heard the cry of the Golden Cicada. His heart had long been prepared, and he had already soared upwards, pouncing in the direction of the sound.

  The Changsheng Sword transformed into a golden elixir-like sphere. Although Mu Yuan was still at the third layer of Qi Refining, with its power, he could still display the divine abilities of Dan Cheng's cultivation, not just his Qi Soldiers. The flying technique had also been replaced by Yu Feng from Yu Qi.

  With a burst of air and wind assisting him, Mu Yuan's speed was incredibly fast as he dashed through the misty veil, revealing a scene before his eyes that left him utterly astonished!

  In mid-air, a ball of light rolled around and stretched into a human figure. His entire body was surging with a dazzling layer of sword aura, which had already split into over a dozen strands, engaging in a fierce battle with the Golden Corpse. Of the dozens of flying hornets, nearly half had fallen to the ground, their bodies pierced by the sword energy, and were now dead beyond death!

  The golden wasp's body is hard, and swords can't hurt it. Mu Yuan saw that the guy in front of him had actually beheaded over a dozen wasps in such a short time, and couldn't help but feel shocked. He felt wave after wave of shock at the astonishing sword aura surrounding him!

  That flying golden corpse was also forced by more than a dozen sword energies to be somewhat disheveled, and a silver spear was used to parry left and right, which was quite overwhelmed. It can be seen that the person's swordsmanship is extremely high, even the golden corpse with such high martial arts skills cannot withstand it!

  "Spare your fellow Taoist!" Mu Yuan shouted loudly, his hands raised in a defensive posture as he manipulated the Changsheng Sword, unleashing over a dozen sword energies that blocked the sword energies attacking the Golden Corpse!

  Yuan Longtai rushed up at this moment, and this sudden movement made him pant, seeing the dead golden wasps on the ground, his facial muscles twitched, and he couldn't help but shout out loud. You know that cultivating golden wasps is quite difficult, and the cost of the medicine is countless. This time, more than a dozen died at once, how could it not make him heartache!

  A cold, sinister smile spread across the face of Guang Mang, "How dare you harm my spiritual beast? You truly don't know life from death. And yet, there's actually such a high-quality flying corpse, just in time for me to seize it and take its place. Far superior to ordinary people!" As he spoke, the sword aura on his body surged violently, hundreds of sword energies crisscrossing each other, forming a gigantic sword net in mid-air that enveloped both Mu Yuan and Yuan Longtai!

  Yuan Longtai didn't know, but Mu Yuan could see that the person in front of him was a concentrated spirit that had already separated from his body. This was indeed the real realm of refining one's spirit, at least to the point where he had refined out a layer of spiritual soul. And hearing him say he wanted to seize a new shell, it seemed that his own fleshly body was rotting, and only then did he have no choice but to occupy someone else's!

  The Qi Refiner had transcended the Three Realms, and as long as he could refine one of the dual spirits of Yin and Yang, he could leave his body and externalize it. However, this was only temporary, and in the end, he wasn't a high-level cultivator who had refined his Primordial Spirit. If he didn't have a physical body to nourish him for an extended period, he would gradually dissipate. But looking at the person before him, Mu Yuan couldn't help but feel surprised - despite not being a high-level cultivator of the Primordial Spirit, his tone suggested that he hadn't had a physical body for a very long time!

  A cultivator who had once seen the Refining Spirit Realm, Mu Yuan knew that these people's spiritual consciousness was strong, and they could see the subtleties of things. Their control over their sword energy had already reached a subtle realm, much more exquisite than ordinary cultivators without Refining Spirit. However, fortunately, this person in front of him didn't have a physical body, so he was much weaker in terms of power. Mu Yuan wasn't afraid in his heart either, and with a raise of his hand, a mass of sword energy appeared, thread by thread, also reaching the realm of sword energy splitting apart!

  Since he understood the true meaning of longevity, Longwang's movement was even more integrated with the longevity formula, making Muyuan have the divine power of fake elixir. Muyuan's understanding of Qingmu Divine Spear was also one level higher, and he had already cultivated this longevity sword formula to the point where his sword energy could split and merge!

  Condensing light into energy, sword energy splits and transforms, condensing energy into threads. This is the realm of swordsmanship that Mu Yuan already knows, and it's also the three realms of sword cultivation passed down by his master. As for the later stages of "sword threads giving birth to sound" and "sword sound transforming into symbols", Mu Yuan still doesn't know about them, but those who specialize in swordsmanship and can reach this level are rarely seen!

  The cultivation of swordsmanship is a kind of spiritual power, and Mu Yuan is also quite talented in this regard. In just over a decade, he has already reached the realm of sword energy differentiation. Moreover, with the dynamic movement of the Dragon King's thunder and lightning, his Qingmu divine spearhead has produced a ring of electric light around its edge, increasing its power. Suddenly, he began to fight against the cultivator in front of him.

  When it comes to sword energy division, generally speaking, one has to reach the stage of refining the spirit after the spiritual consciousness becomes strong enough to control and manipulate the divided sword energy. Mu Yuan had only entered the third layer of refining energy for half a month, and yet he was able to execute the sword technique of dividing his sword energy, which was quite laborious, but its power was not small either. Moreover, with the Longevity Sword in his dantian serving as the golden elixir, the sword energy it produced was even more unstoppable. The person before him didn't know what kind of background he had, and his sword technique was also top-notch, not fearing Mu Yuan's Longevity Sword energy at all, and they were evenly matched!

  "What kind of background does this person have, to be able to withstand the sword energy released by Changsheng Sword? If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would have been destroyed long ago. He's really formidable!"

  Mu Yuan saw the opponent's swordsmanship was exquisite, and he had a mind to try out his own skills. His right hand wielded the Qingmu Divine Spear, which transformed and rose majestically. His left hand also unleashed the Canglang Water Sword, a fierce and vast sword energy that burst forth, surging unpredictably. The sword energy shot out from his left wrist, forming a rolling and turbulent rainbow light!

  With Mu Yuan's skills, it is naturally still not possible to merge the Qingmu Divine Sword and the Canglang Water Sword into one, integrating them seamlessly. If he could reach that level, his power would double with the addition of the Changsheng Sword, but unfortunately, Mu Yuan was still in the process of comprehending both sword techniques and couldn't integrate them yet!

  Despite this, the two great sword techniques were still incredibly fierce. The Canglang Water Sword's energy rotated and absorbed, dissolving and nullifying, while the Qingmu Divine Spear's powerful thrusts clashed head-on, each blow canceling out the other, yet complementing each other perfectly, causing the opponent's astonishing sword net to collapse with a single touch!

  "Hmph!" The cultivator, whose divine soul had materialized, let out a cold snort. Suddenly, a streak of light burst forth from his body - it was a flying sword! A black mist swirled around it, carrying with it a trail of sparks, and shot straight towards Mu Yuan. The sword energy was unstoppable. In the end, the opponent couldn't hold back any longer and released his flying sword.

  "I'm afraid you won't come!" As for the flying sword, Mu Yuan was not afraid of anyone. The power of Changsheng Sword could not be fully exerted, but its sharpness was unstoppable. Mu Yuan stretched out his right arm and activated Changsheng Sword. Suddenly, a long dragon hum sounded, and Changsheng Sword drew a long, narrow sword aura, slashing horizontally and vertically. The opponent's flying sword immediately emitted a faint tremble, and its light dimmed significantly!

  "Ah!" The opponent cried out in surprise, his body rippling with energy as a vast, illusory aura suddenly appeared around him, like a stage of three zhang square, with countless primordial energies floating within, coalescing into swords of various shapes and sizes. Some were broad and wide, others slender and long, some ancient and rustic, others ingenious and intricate. As he stretched out his arms, they all shifted direction, pointing straight at Mu Yuan. A majestic and desolate aura spread out, evoking the sense of a thousand swords flying in unison, leaving Mu Yuan somewhat shaken!