Mo Wuji sneered in his heart. He wasn't afraid of an elementary Grand Luo Immortal. What was the use of having a higher cultivation than him? He had to be stronger than him. This purple robed youth's spiritual will was indeed strong, but Mo Wuji did not think that it was stronger than him. The reason why he dared to stand here and block the other party was because he wasn't afraid that the other party was a Grand Luo Immortal.
After he advanced to the Grand Yi Immortal Stage, he really wanted to find a Grand Luo Immortal to test his saber skills on, and this purple robed youth in front of him was the perfect candidate. If it wasn't for his nature, he would have let the three people he stopped leave first. No matter what, he did not want to implicate the lives of these three people because of himself. This was not his principle.
"Leave the shuttle behind. Cut off one of your arms and scram," the purple-robed youngster said coldly.
The killing intent in his eyes made Mo Wuji very clear that even if he did as the purple robed youth said, the other party would not let him scram.
This time, Mo Wuji couldn't even be bothered to speak. With a wave of his hand, his long saber appeared. At the same time, a saber radiance swept out.
Sooner or later, they were going to make a move, so why bother with all this nonsense?
The saber light exploded and turned into fine sand that filled the sky. The fine sand quickly condensed into a desert.
Seeing Mo Wuji's slash, the purple robed youth's eyes narrowed. Just from the force of Mo Wuji's blade, he knew that Mo Wuji's power was not something that Gai Guangyi and co. could compare to.
This slash brought forth a huge desert, the West Moat Ocean beneath his feet had disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only a boundless killing frenzy.
Every grain of sand and stone in the desert was filled with murderous aura, and these murderous auras condensed together.
The purple robed youth's expression turned serious. Immortal elemental energy surged around his body as his Grand Luo Immortal Domain slammed towards Mo Wuji wave after wave.
Following which, he also brought out a saber. With a shake of his saber, it transformed into thousands of coloured glaze lights which enveloped Mo Wuji's Grand Desert.
Mo Wuji's Saber Dao sacred art was indeed impressive. In the eyes of this purple robed youth, Mo Wuji's cultivation level shouldn't be higher than his. As long as Mo Wuji's cultivation wasn't as high as his, his domain would be able to suppress Mo Wuji's domain. His glass saber would show Mo Wuji what the true Saber Dao was.
Boom! Their domains clashed together. The purple-robed youth's Wave Domain did not encounter a high dam, but a vortex that resembled a black hole. No matter how high the waves were, or how many layers they were, they were all swept away by Mo Wuji's whirlpool domain, leaving not a single drop behind.
The purple-robed youth's heart sank. Just the collision of domains was enough for him to understand. Mo Wuji's strength was definitely not weaker than his. If he were to include the rest of them, he would actually be at a disadvantage today.
Now that his domain was suppressed, he could only rely on his Saber Dao to fight against Mo Wuji.
The purple robed youth was sure that Mo Wuji was not even in the Grand Luo Immortal Stage. If news of this got out, would he, Wan Ping, still have any face left?
"Boom boom boom!" The Grand Desert's killing intent clashed once again. The killing intent within the Grand Desert dissipated, but the Grand Desert continued to extend outwards. Similarly, the myriad of glazed lights also disappeared.
"Glass Kill!" The purple robed youth's face was filled with killing intent. Even though his domain did not gain him the upper hand in their first clash, he did not retreat. Instead, he pounced towards Mo Wuji.
A dazzling saber radiance filled with killing intent suddenly appeared above the sea. This dazzling radiance brought with it a unique aura and saber intent. At this instant, whether it was Mo Wuji's spiritual will or Mo Wuji's eyes, they were all sealed by this dazzling saber intent. He was unable to sense anything around him.
The three spectators were even immersed in this dazzling radiance. They had never seen such a beautiful radiance before. No, it should be said that they had never seen such a beautiful saber radiance. It was like the most beautiful glazed light.
By the time they realised that this wasn't glazed, but Glass Kill, their eyes and spiritual will could no longer see anything.
Mo Wuji wasn't them. When he couldn't see, he simply closed his eyes. At this instant, he didn't even open his spiritual eye. Even though he knew that he could see everything clearly after opening his spiritual eye, Mo Wuji didn't need it.
The grey saber in his hand slashed out for the second time. This was the second saber he comprehended, Winding River!
Back when he fought against Jin Yiren, he didn't use this second saber. But now, he was a true Grand Yi Immortal. A Grand Yi Immortal who opened the first meridian cultivation path.
Under the purple robed youth's glazed saber radiance, Mo Wuji's Grand Desert finally dissipated. But at the same time, a dazzling silver river welcomed the purple robed youth's glazed saber radiance.
Flying Stream Descending 3000 Feet, Silver River Descending from the Nine Heavens!
At this instant, Mo Wuji's Winding River was like the silver river descending from the Nine Heavens. This silver river seemed to have descended from the heavens, directly swallowing the dazzling glazed saber radiance.
Beautiful, stirring, surging, and slightly arrogant …
This was Mo Wuji's first time truly displaying Winding River. However, the shock that Winding River gave him was more than ten times more intense than what he had expected.
This saber of his had merely comprehended a tiny bit of Winding River. Just a tiny bit of saber sacred art was already so majestic and powerful. If he fully comprehended Winding River, he would even dare to face an Immortal King head-on.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but it was this illusion that made Mo Wuji's ambitions soar. It gave him an indomitable aura and breadth of mind.
If it was before, he only felt that the purple robed youth's cultivation was higher than his, and that he wasn't stronger than him. But now, Mo Wuji had enough confidence to defeat the purple robed youth. Regardless of whether this confidence matched his strength, Mo Wuji felt that he had reached an extreme.
"Clang!" Even though the saber radiance's aura clashed against each other, it gave off a metallic sound that seemed to tear space apart.
Even though the space was stable, and wouldn't crack because of their battle, the three people watching from afar could still feel the intense vibrations in the surrounding space.
"Pff!" A faint blood-red light exploded, and the purple-robed young man felt his Glaze Blade Kill instantly melt into nothing. Then, a feeling of extreme emptiness surged up, and he felt a slight chill between his eyebrows. Then, he frantically retreated.
Mo Wuji didn't feel good either. His Winding River was clearly a few levels higher than his opponent's Glass Blade Killer. However, because his cultivation level was too low, and his understanding of Winding River was still in its infancy, he felt as though he couldn't unleash his full power.
His Winding River clearly still had some energy left, but it wasn't able to deal any fatal damage to his opponent.
Not only that, his hands were still trembling slightly. This caused him to be unable to execute his third saber, Setting Sun.
Mo Wuji took in a deep breath. He was sure that if he had continued to execute Setting Sun, this purple robed youth wouldn't have been able to escape. He would have died under his saber. No, he didn't even need to execute Setting Sun. As long as he could execute his Winding River to its full potential, that saber wouldn't have left a wound on the purple robed youth's forehead, but would have directly split him into two.
"You're very strong, but do you know who I am?" The purple robed youth retracted his arrogance. The faint wound on his forehead had already disappeared.
He knew that even if Mo Wuji wasn't as strong as him, he wouldn't be able to make Mo Wuji stay behind. There was no need to talk about making Mo Wuji stay behind; even defeating Mo Wuji wouldn't be possible. That faint wound on Mo Wuji's forehead was enough to prove the problem. This youth's saber dao was much stronger than his. If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation level was lower, he, Wan Ping, would be the one running for his life.
Mo Wuji smiled faintly. He didn't care about the purple robed youth in front of him. Instead, he lowered his head to look at the grey saber in his hand.
To be honest, this saber of his was a little outdated. The reason why he wasn't able to gain the upper hand just now was because of the saber in his hand. His saber's grade was too low compared to his sacred art.
"Why haven't the three of you left yet?" Mo Wuji noticed the three people by the side.
The bearded middle-aged man hurried forward and bowed to Mo Wuji, "Our friend helped the three of us. If we were to leave just like that, how could we still be considered humans? Even if we can't win, we will wait for our friend to leave before leaving. "
Even though he knew that he wasn't a match for this purple robed youth, he still said such words. This caused Mo Wuji to look at him in a different light.
Seeing that Mo Wuji couldn't even be bothered with him, the purple robed youth was infuriated. However, Mo Wuji didn't seem to fear him. He could only suppress the anger in his heart and said, "This immortal is Wan Ping. I come from Zero Heaven Immortal Domain's Vast Ocean Immortal School. Friend, are you sure you want to go against my Vast Ocean Immortal School? "
It would have been better if Mo Wuji didn't hear about the Vast Ocean Immortal School. The moment he heard about the Vast Ocean Immortal School, killing intent surged in his heart.
He was the one who killed the Vast Ocean Immortal School's Bai Chitian. During the Yong Ying Grand Alchemy Competition, he was pursued by Wan Fan and almost fell into the other party's hands. Or rather, if he didn't have a flying shuttle and some abilities, he would have been killed by Wan Fan.
So what if it was the Vast Ocean Immortal School? If they wanted to kill him, Mo Wuji, they would have to pay.
"Friend, the Vast Ocean Immortal School's Grand Elder Jin Yusheng is an expert in the advanced Immortal Emperor Stage. Also, the Vast Ocean Immortal School's Sect Head Wan Fan is Wan Ping's uncle. I've heard that he's in the Great Circle of the Immortal Reverent Stage and is about to step into the Immortal Emperor Stage, "That bearded middle-aged man hurriedly transmitted a message to Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji stared at Wan Ping and thought to himself that this fella was truly courting death. No matter what, he had to kill this fella today.
As he thought of this, he transmitted a message to the bearded middle-aged man, "When I make my move later, the three of you will help me hold this fella back. Of course, if you don't dare to offend the Vast Ocean Immortal School, you can go first. I will stay here alone. "
That bearded middle-aged man chuckled, "There's no need to talk about the fact that this friend is staying behind because of the three of us. Even if that's not the case, why would I, Gai Guangyi, be afraid of dealing with the people from the Vast Ocean Immortal School? Dong Nian, Ji Cai, attack together! "
With that, he actually didn't wait for Mo Wuji as he charged towards Wan Ping.
Mo Wuji's heart was filled with admiration; this fella was not only intelligent but also decisive. Clearly, he knew that Mo Wuji wanted to silence them, so he simply charged forward. Mo Wuji, who was prepared to kill Wan Ping, naturally wouldn't let the three of them die. He directly crossed the distance between them and slashed out with his saber.
.....
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
