Chapter 12: Breaking the Law!

  The path of cultivation, every step into a higher realm, the way will explode tenfold and hundredfold, and the means are much more ruthless than before.

  In terms of Fa power and true energy, Yun Gang realm is at least ten times thicker than Yu Qi realm. In terms of methods, it is countless times more ruthless and severe than Yu Qi realm.

  But this is only the case under the same conditions, and the disciples of the major sects rely on their own strengths to have a broader vision and insight, which can mostly surpass that of the scattered cultivators at the same level. A small number of people can even rival those with higher cultivation levels from other sects.

  Among them, very few can rival and defeat those with higher cultivation from other sects.

  Su Bai, on the other hand, was one of the extremely few who could kill Cloud Cover.

  Since entering the Imperial Qi realm, those who died at Su Bai's hands in the Yun Gang realm were no less than a dozen. Once was a coincidence, twice was luck, but he had more than ten matches with Yun Gang masters, all of which ended in great victories, and that was his true skill.

  He was able to possess such abilities, first because of his extraordinary talent, and secondly, he suppressed the boundary and emphasized the foundation.

  "Draw your sword!"

  Su Bai sank his voice.

  The black silk cluster that had been splashed with filthy blood suddenly trembled violently, and with a shrill sound, it burst out with a silver light, ultimately strangling to death all the black threads transformed from the soul.

  The sword flashed and rushed straight at Wang Fan. The sword energy was hidden but had not been released, and before it even touched him, it already made Wang Fan's whole body feel cold.

  "Dark Phosphorus Sand!" Wang Fan shouted loudly, scattering a bag of green glowing dots towards the immortal sword.

  Sizzling!!!

  The silver sword suddenly dimmed, and its blade was vaguely visible, corroded to the point of being almost useless.

  Xianjian's life was intertwined with his sword, and this injury made Su Bai's face turn pale in an instant. A few strands of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth as he whispered: "Yin Linsha."

  Yin phosphorus sand, a dark and sinister substance, is a hundred times more filthy than black dog blood. If black dog blood can damage the spiritual nature of an ordinary flying sword, then yin phosphorus sand can completely destroy a flying sword that has been nurtured for decades.

  Fortunately, Su Bai's immortal sword was extraordinary, so it didn't get destroyed on the spot.

  As Ru Su Bai was already in the Yun Gang realm, his Xian Jian had made great progress, and he naturally didn't fear Yin Lin Sha. However, his Xian Jian had not yet reached completion, it was still in the nourishing stage.

  At this time, Su Bai suddenly realized that this was a trap set up for him on purpose.

  The magic sword fell from the clouds.

  A fierce gust of wind howled, bringing out countless rusty iron filings from the immortal sword, flying everywhere in the sky.

  As if the stars had fallen, and a brilliant figure had vanished into thin air.

  "Haha!" Wang Fan burst out laughing, feeling extremely pleased. He thought to himself: "This person is an outstanding figure among the nine major sects of Zhongtu, a rare talent who can transcend boundaries and fight. But in the end, he still fell into my hands. If not for the yin phosphorus sand, I'm afraid I would have been killed by him under his sword."

  Ling Sheng stood at the foot of the peak, too far away to see clearly, and also because the two were fighting so fiercely that it was hard to guess what would happen next. He only felt that the sky was flashing with light, swords crossing each other, while his opponent's moves came out one after another. When he saw the flying sword fall, he caught a glimpse of Su Bai retreating a step back at the top of the mountain peak, seemingly trembling slightly.

  Ling Sheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he muttered to himself: "Has Su Bai been schemed against?"

  "Chaotic yuan ancestral energy, riding sword and walking."

  Su Bai's voice was hoarse and low as he spoke in a hushed tone.

  The falling fairy sword suddenly flew up, cutting through the sky, tearing apart the air, and piercing through the clouds.

  A shrill whistle pierced the air, and then Ling Sheng saw a cloud flying away into the distance. After three breaths, it disappeared at the horizon.

  Ling Sheng looked far away, and it seemed that he still saw something falling from the clouds, but it was too high and distant. Even with Ling Sheng's sharp eyesight, as sharp as an eagle's, he couldn't see clearly.

  "Sue Bai, today's score of cutting off my arm will be settled with you in the future!"

  Wang Fan fled in a panic, leaving behind only one sentence, and Ling Sheng finally understood what the falling object was.

  Su Bai gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and with a casual gesture, the immortal sword welcomed the void with a single turn, piercing through an object that was falling from the sky and flying in front of him.

  The Xianjian was originally nurtured by countless heavenly treasures and earthly gems, with a fullness of spirituality. However, it can be tainted by unclean things like the Soul-Devouring Thread and Black Dog Blood, which slightly reduce its spirituality. Nevertheless, the Yin Phosphorus Sand is not just erasing the spirituality, but also destroying the sword body.

  The sword is extremely dull, with only a tenth of its spiritual energy remaining. The body of the sword is pockmarked and incomplete, almost to the point of being abandoned.

  Normally speaking, a flying sword that has fallen to this extent is already destroyed, and the cultivator whose life is tied to this sword will also inevitably die.

  But somehow, Su Bai, despite being injured, seemed to be fine, the sword body was full of holes, but it could still be manipulated to fly and kill hundreds of people in an instant.

  A hand was pierced right through by a sword, with blood flowing profusely, and the broken part showed both bones and flesh.

  This is Wang Fan's severed arm cut off by the immortal sword.

  Su Bai wiped the next drop of blood on his forehead, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light: "The Blood Cloud Tracking Method, no matter where you flee to the ends of the earth, you cannot escape my sword pursuing your life. Once I break through, I will let you and all those behind you be killed by the immortal sword."

  The Xianjian suffered an unprecedented heavy injury, but it was also a sword trial without precedent. If it could recover from such injuries, the Xianjian would surely become even more extraordinary, driving Su Bai to break through the Yunxia realm and henceforth establish a great foundation, fully displaying its transcendent natural talent.

  However, the trauma is too severe, and it may not necessarily recover. Instead, it may corrode even more severely, causing the remaining spirituality to disperse, and the immortal sword will become like ordinary iron.

  Suddenly, he looked down at the mountain, his eyes shining brightly.

  ……

  Originally seeing the Xianjian fall, Ling Sheng thought Su Bai was defeated, and was looking around for an escape route. However, he didn't expect that Su Bai would turn the tables in adversity, cutting off his opponent's arm and causing him to flee in a panic.

  Ling Sheng was clear that the figure in the high air must be Yun Gang's peers, while Su Bai was still in the realm of Yuqi.

  A difference of one boundary is the distinction between heaven and earth.

  Never expected Su Bai would actually win.

  One must know that the likes of Yun Gong can soar through the air, and as long as they fly high enough, they will be invincible. After all, ordinary cultivators can only control their swords within a hundred steps, but not everyone is as stunning as Su Bai.

  Although Ling Sheng only saw half of this battle and didn't see it very clearly, it did not hinder the shock in his heart.

  "When I break through the boundary of the Imperial Qi, and my sword energy is released from my body, it may not necessarily be inferior to Su Bai's immortal sword."

  Ling Sheng felt that the road ahead was bright and his heart was at ease.

  Just then, a figure in white clothes walked slowly over, it was Su Bai who had come down from the mountain.

  Although Su Bai's face was a bit pale, he still looked elegant and refined. Adding to the scene where he had previously defeated Yun Gao and others, his eyes seemed even more majestic and awe-inspiring.

  "Follow me."

  This is the fourth sentence Su Bai has said to Ling Sheng since they met.