Chapter 11: The Sword of Immortality Slashes Through the Air, Instantly Breaking the Aura!
Emerald peak top, a green pine stands tall and upright, swaying gently with the mountain breeze. It's like a hermit overlooking heaven and earth, seeing through everything, dwelling above the world, with quite a demeanor.
The mountain wind is biting and cold, and it's hard to bear the chill in high places.
Whoosh!
A silver flash of lightning cut across the sky, circling around a green pine tree once.
Dark green leaves flutter in the sky, countless branches separate and fall to the ground, leaving only bare tree trunks.
Su Bai stood on the summit, gazing out at the distant clouds.
Above the clouds, a cloud with a deeper color is faintly visible, which does not match the surrounding white clouds. The clouds and fog are surging, as if there is a figure that appears and disappears.
"Cut!"
Su Bai let out a low shout, his hand pointing upwards, and he remotely pointed towards the clouds.
The sword turned into a white light and suddenly shot up to the sky, piercing through the clouds.
Ordinary cultivators in the realm of air control can roughly control their swords within a hundred steps. However, although Su Bai had already stood at the top of the mountain peak, he was still about three hundred steps away from the clouds.
Three hundred paces away, just two breaths.
The sword pierced through his brow.
"With a sword in hand, you're invincible within three hundred steps, what a formidable junior."
This man is thirty-seven or eight years old, with a smile on his face, treading on white clouds, and his gray clothes fluttering. The wind in the high sky is biting, but this person seems to be unaware of it, facing the incoming sword that is as swift as lightning, he only tilted his head slightly.
With a whoosh, the immortal sword tore through the clouds and mist, its hum echoing as it swept past his ear, disappearing into an even higher layer of clouds.
"Those who ride on clouds and drive through fog are in the realm of Yun Gang." Su Bai said calmly.
The Way of Cultivation, Nourishing Qi, Controlling Qi, Cloud Canopy, Manifesting the Mysterious, and Earthly Immortality.
Nourishing Qi enables one to strengthen the body and build a strong physique, living beyond 100 years.
The aura is visible on the outside, can ward off swords within a hundred steps, can cast spells to cure diseases, and can generate fire in mid-air, electricity in an empty room, and other extraordinary and mysterious phenomena, which are already considered divine by ordinary people.
Cloud Strider, riding on clouds and driving through mist, travels thousands of miles, plucking clouds and gathering dawn's rays to store within his body.
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"It's said that the disciples of the Great Sect are all exceptionally talented, having been nurtured by their sect and possessing profound skills, with guidance from their seniors and an abundance of resources, far surpassing us ordinary scattered cultivators. Today, seeing him for myself, he is indeed extraordinary." The man in the Cloud Cover realm, who could be called a celestial being, suddenly smiled and said.
Suddenly a white light shot out from the clouds and chopped towards the back of this person's head.
"I have a powerful bodyguard, your trivial cultivation of aura is no match for me, how can you break through?" The man's expression remained calm.
Su Bai's expression was calm and composed, with a hint of mockery subtly revealed.
The intangible aura was more solid than a shield cast from refined iron, and ordinary flying swords were indeed hard to hurt. However, Su Bai's immortal sword was after all not ordinary.
With a ripping sound, the colorless aura around the man easily split open like torn fabric, and the immortal sword touched the back of his head, right at the hairline.
Life and death in an instant.
The man's face changed greatly, and he retreated with a cloud of colors, moving sideways for over ten feet in an instant.
The man touched the crack on his face, staining his hands with fresh blood. He felt extremely irritated and his expression turned gloomy at once, saying: "I still underestimated you."
Su Bai still didn't respond, and the sword flew out again as if moved by his heart.
"With this move, I admit defeat."
The man burst out laughing and pulled out a small flag from his bosom, which was blown up by the wind.
The large flag suddenly split open, and the banner flew out, wrapping up the flying sword. At the same time, Wang Fan held a sharp flagpole in his hand and stabbed at the flying sword.
This banner is made from the heartwood of a thousand-year-old mulberry tree, with each tree having only one heartwood as thin as hair. This banner, however, was made using thousands of such trees that are over a thousand years old. After weaving, nine cows and two tigers were painted on it, adding the power of nine cows and two tigers to the banner.
Once wrapped in the flag, it is as if the strength of nine cows and two tigers is used to hold it down, extremely fierce.
And this flagpole was a long spear made of the finest red, black and gold, worthy of being called a divine weapon, piercing through metal and stone as if it were piercing thin paper.
With the two treasures combined into a large flag, even if facing fellow Cloud Covering Realm cultivators, Wang Fan would not be intimidated. What's more, his opponent was merely a junior who had only achieved Air Controlling cultivation.
This spear infused Wang Fan with eighty percent of his true energy, and the dark, majestic glow of his magical power flashed incessantly.
A layer of dark light seemed to appear out of thin air among the white clouds.
Wang Fan's face revealed a smile, and with this one move, he was confident that he could shatter the flying sword wrapped in the thousand-year-old silk wood flag.
Facing this situation, Su Bai was still calm and composed, saying: "The nine oxen and two tigers are nothing to write home about. If you want to trap my immortal sword, you'll need at least the power of a dragon or an elephant. However, your skills are lacking, your magical powers are insufficient, and you weren't even able to draw a giant beast like a crocodile or a whale."
Hmph!
The Millennium Silkworm Flag splits in two, the Silver White Immortal Sword reappears, its radiance growing stronger, and the tip of the Red Black Gold Long Spear meets it at a point.
Sharp edges facing each other!
A loud and shrill sound echoed in all directions, the high-altitude clouds and fog seemed to be pierced by countless sharp objects, with thousands of holes and wounds, yet closed again in the blink of an eye.
The red and black gold spear had already broken off at the tip of the spear, and even in the middle section, a gap was knocked out.
A glimmer of light was rapidly approaching in Wang Fan's eyes.
As soon as Ling Sheng left the Wind God Mountain Villa, he saw two figures standing at the top of a mountain peak in the high sky. A ray of light tore through the cloud layer, revealing a blue sky that seemed to have been ripped open like white silk.
Looking at the sword light that came like lightning, Wang Fan's face changed greatly, his pupils shrinking, and his originally calm expression suddenly became solemn. He had already felt a sense of panic in his heart, and he hastily pulled out a mirror, busily shining it towards the silver light.
Mmmmmm!!!!!
Innumerable black silk threads gushed out of the mirror, blocking Wang Fan's path. When the immortal sword stabbed into them, it was surprisingly wrapped layer by layer in black threads, as if coated with a layer of dark light.
Su Bai's eyes shone brightly, his voice suddenly becoming low and menacing as he bellowed: "Soul-Collecting Mirror!"
"Not bad, this is the Soul-Gathering Mirror. Just now, I had a big meal, killing all the hundreds of people in the mountain villa, absorbing their blood and soul energy. This mirror is at its strongest." Taking out the Soul-Gathering Mirror, Wang Fan's heart was greatly settled, feeling that he had lost his composure earlier, and was even more angry, with a gloomy tone in his words.
Originally, Wang Fan had looked down on this junior of the Air Realm, and had secretly thought to himself: "This mere Air Realm, I can kill with just one move, why bother setting up such a formation and collecting so many filthy things? Does he not believe in my abilities?"
After this encounter, Wang Fan's heart was heavier than ever.
A person who can rival the Cloud Slaughter Realm with the Imperial Air Realm is rare, but not unprecedented.
Even if one is an extraordinary disciple of a great sect, they can only surpass ordinary cultivators from other schools at the same level. If they were to encounter someone with similar unusual experiences, they may not necessarily be able to gain the upper hand.
If it's said that there are people who can cross boundaries to fight, Wang Fan has only heard rumors of a few such individuals, but has never seen them with his own eyes. He had always been quite skeptical in his heart, but today, upon seeing one, he was truly shocked. As for his family's originally proud abilities, he no longer had much confidence.
Under such a blow, Wang Fan became even more ashamed and angry, shouting: "Today, let you taste the trick."
When he finished speaking, he took out dozens of bottles and poured them all over.
"Black dog's blood? Maiden's blood of the heavenly flower? The heart's blood of a great evil person?" Su Bai's complexion slightly changed.
Traditional Xianjian, before Da Cheng, is easily polluted by *, this is not a secret, even ordinary people who burn incense and worship Buddha are aware of such rumors.
Black dog blood, menstrual blood of women, the black-hearted blood of evil people, is a rather filthy thing that can pollute flying swords and greatly reduce their spiritual nature.
"You deliberately set a trap for me." Su Bai's face sank, and killing intent spread out.
If it were someone else, they would have asked first, but Su Bai didn't bother.
He didn't bother to ask questions and secondly he had already made up his mind to kill him.
