Chapter Thirty-Three: Ten Thousand Swords Fly Together

  "What kind of divine power is this?" Mu Yuan couldn't help but think in his heart.

  Ten thousand swords fly, all aimed at Mu Yuan, making his whole body's hair stand on end. With a wave of his hand, he sent out a palm wind that sent the old man Yuan Longtai flying out, but he himself was waiting with bated breath!

  It's often said that crossing the river is not yet complete, and striking in mid-stream is just a momentary thing. But now, Mu Yuan doesn't dare to provoke him, for his opponent's divine power is accumulating momentum, with flashes of light flickering wildly, like a venomous snake coiling around, and if he makes even the slightest contact, the counterattack will be far more ferocious than the attack after the momentum is fully accumulated. This is Mu Yuan's intuition honed from years of cultivation!

  The Changsheng Sword in his hand grew brighter, accompanied by the increasingly loud dragon's hum, the Changsheng Sword itself became transparent, its blade bursting forth, triggered by Mu Yuan, with a light like water and a sound like thunder!

  The golden corpse in the air has lost its suppression and gained freedom. The dark yellow light in his eyes is jumping like flames, he puts away his gun and stands up straight, staring intensely at the thousands of swords flying and spinning in the air!

  As for the reaction of the golden corpse, Mu Yuan was still somewhat surprised. This golden corpse looked as if it had its own consciousness, but thinking about it, it's not strange at all. Even mountains, rocks, and trees can give birth to spirits after a long time, so it's not impossible for this thousand-year-old corpse to produce spiritual energy!

  Looking at the surging sword light and sword energy above, Mu Yuan felt a bit regretful in his heart. How did he end up entangling with such an unknown yet extremely formidable guy? Now that things have come to this point, it's also helpless. Even if he wanted to run away, it's too late now. The opponent has already locked onto him, and escaping is absolutely impossible.

  The opponent had been building up momentum for a short while, and with a loud whirring sound, the Ten Thousand Swords descended upon him like a stormy downpour. For an instant, Mu Yuan's eyes were dazzled by a kaleidoscope of colors, as if a thousand rainbows had burst forth before his eyes. The deafening crash was like the thunderous roar of ten thousand bolts of lightning striking at once. In that moment, all sense of sound and color seemed to fade away, leaving only a single thread of clarity in his mind. With a firm grip on himself, he raised his Longevity Sword, unleashing a long, sweeping slash that sent the Cyan Wood Divine Spear flying out in a dazzling display of skill!

  At one time, the powerful formation of flying swords was blocked by Mu Yuan alone. Although he was struggling hard, fortunately, he had the protection of the Dragon King's movement, and even if there were sword auras that pierced through the divine halo, they were reduced in power by the Dragon King's thunderous force, and when they landed on his body, they only broke through the skin, and then were dissolved by the whirlpool-like energy of the Chao Tai True Qi. So, although Mu Yuan was covered in blood, his vitality had not been injured.

  The opponent's move, "Ten Thousand Swords in Unison", was not easy to execute either. The halo of light around his body dimmed slightly, and the golden corpse beside him suddenly moved. A silver gun flashed through the air, like a poisonous snake emerging from its lair, stabbing towards the figure suspended in mid-air!

  Can't help but say, Jin Shi's body may be dead, but he still retains his pre-death fighting instincts, and his ability to seize opportunities is also top-notch. With his sword energy blocked and Guang Ren weakened, he fired a shocking shot!

  Guang Ren merely swung out a sword light, but couldn't block Jin Shi's spear. Mu Yuan endured several sword energies and also raised his hand to release a thick and large thunder light, condensing into a dragon-like shape with open jaws and dancing claws, pouncing forward!

  Passive defense is never the ultimate solution, the best defense is to attack, and the opponent's sword energy has dispersed and gathered again, almost killing them all, the surrounding heaven and earth yuanqi are being absorbed by the opponent at all times, re-condensing into sword energy, making Mu Yuan extremely astonished!

  The mighty dragon king's vigorous transformation into a giant dragon's destructive power was beyond description. With the added effect of the Longevity Qi, which grew longer and thicker by the second, it suddenly swelled up in mid-air, entwining itself around the silver spear like a dragon coiling around a snake. The spiritual energy merged with the dragon's might, directly shattering the Light Person's defenses and heavily crashing into them!

  In an instant, the light wave shook and scattered, the Light Person let out a mournful long howl, the Ten Thousand Swords trembled, Mu Yuan exerted his strength to raise his energy, the Golden Corpse's spear broke through the air, shaking the Ten Thousand Swords apart. Suddenly, on the Long Life Sword, a divine dragon's illusory shadow rose up, opening its mouth and sucking in one breath, a visible stream of air rolled in, directly pulling the Light Person inside!

  This sudden change was completely beyond Mu Yuan's expectations. He hadn't expected the Longevity Sword to have this effect. He had been about to press for more information about the technique of condensing energy into a sword, but now it was all ruined!

  Changsheng Sword absorbed a Lingering Soul of the Refining Spirit Realm, and a dazzling light spot appeared on the sword, faintly revealing the face of a Light Person. The ferocious changes were entwined by the sword's radiance, dissolving into nothingness, but the sword's edge was as bright as autumn water, shining with a soft glow. Although he didn't know the reason behind it, Muyuan felt a sense of joy.

  Let the Changsheng sword go and refine the opponent, Mu Yuan took that python snake in hand and also put it into the black gourd, not thinking that this snake could stir up much wind and waves inside, after all, there was still a phoenix in there to calm the scene, letting him go.

  Continuing to climb with Yuan Longtai, Mu Yuan carefully sensed that not far away, he discovered a cave, inside which was filled with rich spiritual energy and had plenty of fiery red crystals, unexpectedly making Mu Yuan earn a small fortune.

  It seems that this is the residence of a light person. On the stone wall, he unexpectedly found some marks scribbled by his opponent, which was exactly the "Wan Jian Qi Fei" technique he had just performed. However, it was intermittent and seemed to be written down by his opponent during practice when he encountered unclear parts and wrote down his feelings at that time. After being surprised and delighted, Mu Yuan felt a sense of loss again.

  As for swordsmanship, Mu Yuan had always been quite fond of it. As for the powerful sword technique that Guang Ren just displayed, to say he wasn't envious would be a lie, but really learning it was also beyond his control.

  Just now a big battle, Mu Yuan's whole body was stained with blood on his Taoist robe. He mobilized the Chongtai true energy to brush away the bloodstains and changed into a new one. Yuan Longtai saw him staring blankly at the marks on the wall and suddenly said, "It is said that the Wu tribe also has swordsmanship, which is quite different from your swordsmanship. It's similar to the person just now, also forming an aura outside the body, refining the sword outside the body!"

  "Oh?" Mu Yuan came back to his senses, let out a long breath, and smiled, "This person has lived in Shao Yang Mountain for a long time, perhaps the sword technique was learned from your ancestor."

  Yuan Longtai urged, "Then let's go find it quickly."

  Mu Yuan saw him anxiously, smiled slightly, and was also extremely curious. The divine power of the ancient witchcraft pulse is rarely seen even in the Taoist scriptures. To know that during the heyday of the witchcraft pulse, the predecessor who created the Five Elements Way had not yet made a name for himself in the world, and did not know where he was bitterly cultivating.

  Yuan Longtai led the way, and the two of them climbed up the mountain. Along the way, they encountered many ferocious beasts, but Mu Yuanshun easily dispatched them. After almost a whole day's effort, the two finally reached the summit of Zhaoyang Mountain.

  Looking at the blood-stained clothes again, Mu Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that he should learn to refine equipment when he returns, and first refine a set of Taoist robes for himself.

  Upon reaching the summit, Yuan Longtai's face was flushed with excitement as he directed the golden corpse to dig further. Mu Yuan, however, stood at the mountaintop and gazed out in all directions, watching the mist swirl and clouds surge forth, taking in the breathtaking scenery of majestic mountains and rivers that seemed to broaden his heart and mind.

  Yuan Longtai directed the golden corpse to shake the mountain rocks, and he couldn't help but feel that some legacies were indeed good. At this moment, a mysterious and eerie fluctuation suddenly appeared, carrying a hint of darkness and brutality!