Chapter 42: The First Battle Against Lei Gang

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  On the Jade Platform above, Ming Ice Path people threw down jade books, and 400 people can ascend to the Daoist platform.

  The white jade stage was extremely ancient, with an aura of years imprinted on it, and a layer of cold white divine light flowing above.

  The first battle of Dao Tai, and there were sword peak disciples taking action. The eyes of the nine-square cloud platform all converged here.

  The purple bamboo sword hummed and whistled, with a sword aura spreading out, Yun Fei stood on the Dao platform, his face calm and serene, like an ancient mountain sitting still, unmoving and unwavering.

  That Tufeng Peak disciple, Xuanyan, had a surge of Earth Movement Dao power coursing through his body. Without saying a word, he threw out a punch. This one punch contained dense and thick Earth Movement Dao power, seemingly producing the sound of an avalanche, heading towards Yunfei as it spread out.

  One punch was not enough, and he unleashed a flurry of nine consecutive punches that condensed into a massive fist print in the air, hurtling towards Yun Fei like a branding iron.

  The power of Tao is formless and void, yet it can be seen in a single glance from the top of the universe. This profound and mysterious truth is merely the fulfillment of the foundation of Tao.

  Above the Dao platform, Yun Fei coldly smiled: "The foundation of the Dao is complete, and you also want to suppress me?"

  Humming

  The purple bamboo sword shook, and Yun Fei's sword chopped down, opening up the air with a series of rolling waves. The purple bamboo sword moved slowly, like an ancient mountain pressing down from above. Many of the 17th generation disciples were bewildered, only some elderly masters who had entered the realm of spiritual awareness saw through it, feeling that Yun Fei had undergone a heaven-shaking and earth-shattering transformation.

  "Jian Yun Xia Jing!"

  Yun Bi's teeth were clenched, and as soon as Yun Fei made a move, she saw that the opponent had also entered the Sword Embryo Realm, which was equivalent to her own Fa Dao Xian Mai Shi God Realm. With a thought, the sword energy was born, and the spiritual nature was transformed. The sword energy could be manipulated at will, smooth and effortless.

  But to reach this point, among the many disciples of the 17th generation, it is not a lot, and there are nearly two thousand people in Jiufeng, which may not even be one percent.

  At this thought, Yun Bi's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise as she glanced at Qi Tian, only to realize that he had already achieved sword recognition and become a Sword Embryo Realm swordsman, all within less than a year of cultivation.

  Many people were shocked and felt it was unbelievable that Jianfeng's lineage would actually rise again, producing such a figure.

  Some people despise it, thinking it's impossible. The congenital sword body wants to achieve greatness, but it needs a great deal of luck and is only a thread of life. Advancement requires experiencing heavenly punishment, with thunderbolts descending upon the world. It's truly that heaven does not tolerate it, and eventually, it will be annihilated in the endless years.

  But in the next moment, everyone's attention was drawn back to Yunfei, and at this moment, the combat power displayed by Yunfei shocked people.

  He wielded the Purple Bamboo Sword, unleashing the Nine-Shake Technique to its ultimate form. Each sword strike was like a majestic ancient mountain stirring, as the sword's consciousness poured in, almost materializing. The golden-yellow sword energy howled, shattering the nine strands of Dao power condensed into a fist imprint with one slash. The sword hacked down towards Xuan Ye, and the immense sword consciousness hidden within shook Xuan Ye's mind, causing his Dao power to become disordered. In just half a breath, he barely managed to condense a single Dao seal and slashed out a single Earth-Traveling Divine Knife.

  Hūn

  The divine sword was crushed, the purple bamboo sword fell, the back of the sword slapped horizontally, shaking it off the stage, everything was like a flowing cloud and water, without seeing any effort.

  When the cloud flew down to the Daoist platform, above was the vault of heaven. The jade book again seized and took the two people, dropping them onto the top of the Daoist platform.

  Like Jiufeng Xiao Bi, he only had the strength of one battle. Once defeated in that one battle, there was no more strength for another battle. The Dao of Immortals speaks of the law of fate, not seeking a fixed number.

  There have always been people's eyes on the two of them, and this time in the Nine Peaks small competition, the two of them attracted the attention of the Nine Peaks, with some people guessing what kind of plan Ming Jian would come up with.

  Congenital sword body, wanting to cultivate it, I'm afraid it relies on the power of one peak of the sword, which can't support itself at all. The path is clear, but it's hard to grasp that thread of life.

  On the Daoist platform, this is now the world of Fa Dao. The Xian Dao lineage has withered away, and only three sword cultivators remain in the Qing Yun Sect.

  "The way of the sword enters the realm of spiritual awareness, just like my Sword Immortal's understanding of the rhythm of the sword. To advance, one must comprehend the rhythm of the Way, which subtly combines with the Great Way, possessing a mysterious and unpredictable power. When the boundary is reached, it can split rivers and cleave the earth, not to mention anything else."

  The two Qitian remained silent, and at this time, they heard the voice of the Taoist in their minds, telling them various Taoist incantations, the five elements, and the five elements outside. Although it was complex and confusing, it made the two Qitian understand a lot, and they could already distinguish some things in their hearts.

  On the Taoist platform, one can occasionally see a few Taoist instruments, which have powerful and majestic power. Although it is rare to see three or more products, some of them are used by practitioners in the realm of recognizing gods, and a small mountain can be crushed to pieces.

  The Taoist instrument contains the Tao rhyme, with nine grades of distinction. Reaching the fifth grade, it condenses the first complete Tao rhyme, absorbing the Tao power and mobilizing the heavenly bodies to display its mighty power.

  These are just the words of Ming Xian Dao Ren, but Qi Tian has not seen the real five-product dao tool. However, in Yun Fei's hand, the purple bamboo sword has shown signs of upgrading to a fifth-grade product.

  One hour later.

  "Sword Peak reaches the sky, Purple Thunder Peak thunders, Upper Path Platform!"

  Under the eaves, Lei Gang was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing: "Great! Great! I've been worried that I couldn't find an opportunity, this is heaven's will!"

  A silver lightning glow appeared on his body, the Thunder Step tread moved, and with one step, he appeared above the Taoist platform. The jade book had not been taken yet, but he took the initiative to step into it.

  "Actually met Lei Gang, and his body is not made of vegetarian food."

  "This is indeed fate, the first battle encountered Lei Gang, it is said that Lei Gang's Tianlei Zhengfa has already understood the second heavy, and has grasped the Dao rhyme, which can evoke the mysterious thunder."

  "Mystic Thunder, generally, those in the initial stage of recognizing the gods can be directly killed. It is said that the sword body is powerful and overbearing, I don't know if it can withstand it."

  Many people sighed, feeling that Qi Tian had almost no hope. In less than a year, even if his cultivation broke into the Sword Fetus Realm, he couldn't withstand the power of the Mysterious Thunder. The disciples of Purple Thunder Peak were almost on par with those of Blue Cloud Peak, except for their inferior mastery of Dao techniques, but their might was even more formidable.

  Falling onto the Dao platform, his eyes slightly narrowed, and the purple bamboo sword behind him hummed with a buzzing sound. He turned his hand to grasp the hilt, and instantly, an unmatched sharp aura burst out of his body.

  This is the sharp aura of a sword body, not from the internal energy of the sword, but every inch of flesh and bone in the physical body contains a sharp and fierce aura.

  "This battle, you are destined to lose! What about the Xiantian Sword Body? It's hard to cultivate even in ancient times. You still want to defy the heavens? Today, I'll let you know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is!"

  Above the vaulted heavens, nine layers of cloud platforms.

  Ming Jian Dao Ren slightly furrowed his brow, Ming Bing Dao Ren's face was somewhat strange, looking towards the master of Zi Lei Peak.

  Zi Lei Peak's master didn't speak, his face was expressionless, with a halo of immortal aura surrounding him, without any fluctuation.

  On the platform, Lei Gang made his move.

  In an instant, a gigantic crimson fist condensed and emerged, covering three zhang, striking down towards Qitian with a thunderous crash, sparks flying everywhere, the air twisting and smoking, leaving almost no room for evasion.

  "Heavenly Thunderclap! The most peerless thunder technique, closest to the divine art of Little Heaven! This is a superior Taoist spell, and this is just the ordinary thunder, yet it has such might. If I were to use the mysterious thunder, its power would be impossible to estimate!"

  "Lei Gang's cultivation has absolutely reached the realm of recognizing gods, otherwise, the heavenly thunder palm would not be able to be displayed so perfectly, without revealing a single thread of Tao rhyme."

  Many people were still guessing, a clear and melodious sword hum rose from the Dao platform, as if an ancient mountain's virtual shadow appeared, with golden jade-like ancient mountains containing sharp edges, suddenly colliding with Lei's hand, shattering it instantly.

  Qitian's figure emerged from the flames, his body surrounded by an invisible aura of sharpness. With each step he took, the air around him rippled with a fine wave, and the purple bamboo sword exhaled a faint, intangible melody that wafted out.

  "Alright, can you withstand my Thunderous Heaven's Fury, I wonder if you can handle the Mystical Thunder!"

  Lei Gang sneered, his right hand made a pulling motion in the void, and suddenly a silver thunderball appeared between heaven and earth. The thunderball fell into Lei Gang's hand, wrapping his entire right hand inside it. He took a step forward, almost instantly arriving in front of Qi Tian, and then fiercely swung down with his right palm.

  A divine light flashed in his eyes, two yin-yang fish swirling around. The next moment, Zitian's left hand rose to meet the lightning and grasped it firmly.

  Hmph!

  Silver mysterious lightning spread, instantly drowning Qi Tian's entire person. (Ten steps to beg for collection of each book friend to vote for Jian Zu's recommendation ticket, no collection also collects one or two, this is very important for Jian Zu, Jian Zu's glory depends on everyone!)