The Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation was one of the highest level sword formations of the Unparalleled Sword Sect. It required 108 Martial King Stage experts to work together in order to unleash it. Its destructive power was enormous, and even a Martial King Stage expert would have a slim chance of survival if trapped within it.
Not only would the body of the person trapped in the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation suffer from countless sword qi injuries, but his spirit and soul would also suffer from the pain of being torn apart by the sword qi. In the end, his body would explode and he would die.
However, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor's comprehension of the way of the sword had already reached the pinnacle. The Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation that originally required 108 Martial King Stage experts to work together only required a single thought from him.
The sword formation that trapped Ye Xuan was the cruelest Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation.
From afar, the dense sword qi formed an impenetrable sword qi cage that trapped Ye Xuan within. No one could see the situation inside the sword qi cage at all. They could only hear the whistling sound of the sword qi and Ye Xuan's painful howls from within.
Currently, within the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, Ye Xuan's entire body was already covered in injuries. The demonic armor on his body that was condensed from demonic energy had also been completely torn apart.
If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Xuan possessed the Golden Dragon Holy Armor, he probably would've been torn beyond recognition by the sword qi.
Even so, the current Ye Xuan looked to be in an extremely sorry state. His hands and feet were torn apart by the sword qi, and bright red blood continuously dripped out …
These injuries were only Ye Xuan's current appearance. The most serious injury was still his soul.
Not only could these sword qi injure his physical body, they could also injure his soul. Every time the sword qi swept past his body, his soul would feel as if it was being torn apart by a knife. Even someone as resolute as him couldn't help but let out a blood-curdling scream under the tearing pain.
"Ding ding ding …"
Standing within the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, Ye Xuan forcefully endured the pain from his body as he brandished the dragon blade in his hand to desperately attack and defend. However, the sword qi seemed to never be exhausted. Every time he shattered a portion of the sword qi, there would be even more sword qi that would attack him …
If the situation in front of him continued like this, then Ye Xuan would definitely die of exhaustion here, causing his expression to be ice-cold and unsightly to the extreme.
As he defended against the attacks of the sword qi, he activated his Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes to check the flaws of the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation. However, he didn't find anything.
The only way to break this Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation was to use a powerful Martial Skill.
Unfortunately, even though Ye Xuan used the fusion martial skill twice, it didn't have any effect, causing his expression to turn gloomy.
In the end, he simply stopped thinking about how to break through the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation. Instead, he thought about how to continue wasting time in the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation.
In the end, he even treated the Myriad Tribulations Sword Formation before him as a training ground. He actually used the dense sword energy to cultivate.
Ye Xuan's entire body surged with astral energy. He no longer dodged the sword qi attacks, but sat cross-legged within the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation. His hands formed seals as he displayed the Demon Lord's Dharma Idol, causing his body to be enveloped by the Demon Lord's Dharma Idol.
Although the Demon Lord's Dharma Idol possessed an extremely strong defensive power, it was still unable to withstand the sword qi's attacks. After piercing through the Demon Lord's Dharma Idol, they didn't slow down in the slightest as they attacked Ye Xuan. They entered Ye Xuan's body, causing him to cry out in pain …
However, with the protection of the Demon Lord's Dharma Idol, the power of the sword qi was weakened, causing the pain and destruction they caused when they landed on Ye Xuan's body to be within the range that Ye Xuan's body and soul could endure. This allowed Ye Xuan to directly use the sword qi to temper his body and soul.
Currently, he had already cultivated the Yin Yang Tyrant Body Technique to the fourth stage, the Dragon Transformation Stage.
The cultivation of this realm was mainly to perfectly combine the physical body and soul. Moreover, in the process of fusion, one would be able to sublimate and transform, obtaining power and abilities that surpassed the limits of humans.
This power and ability was known as the Dragon's Power, so this realm was also known as the Dragon Transformation Stage!
Once he obtained the Dragon's Power and grasped the Dragon's Power, Ye Xuan would possess a portion of the Dragon's Power. Not only would he be able to create dragon scales on the surface of his body to increase his attack or defense, he would also have the ability to fly into the sky, breathe out lightning, and have the Dragon Clan's Tyrant Body.
However, as far as Ye Xuan was concerned, being able to create dragon scales to increase his attack and defense was already pretty good. If he wanted to obtain other abilities, he'd need to continue cultivating and researching …
The Myriad Tribulations Sword Formation in front of him could not only harm Ye Xuan's physical body, but it could also harm his soul. For Ye Xuan, who cultivated the fourth level of the Yin Yang Tyrant Body Technique, this was undoubtedly an excellent place to cultivate.
Now that this was a rare opportunity, Ye Xuan didn't even think about anything else. Instead, he focused on using the Myriad Tribulations Sword Formation to cultivate.
Using this Myriad Tribulations Sword Formation, Ye Xuan might be able to cultivate the rare Dragon Clan's Tyrant Body!
Even though the intense pain from the sword qi entering his body caused him extreme pain, he still felt extremely carefree when he felt his strength increase.
In the end, his painful screams gradually turned into roars of enjoyment.
However, regardless of whether his voice was a scream of pain or a roar of enjoyment, when it landed in the ears of the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor, it was just a miserable howl.
The Unparalleled Sword Ancestor stood outside the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation with an ice-cold expression. Hearing Ye Xuan's roar, a cruel smile appeared on his face.
Without even looking, he could already imagine the scene of Ye Xuan's body being torn apart by the sword qi within the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation as he struggled and howled miserably.
However, this kid had lasted quite a long time. He still had the strength to shout after such a long time.
After that, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor no longer paid any attention to Ye Xuan, who was within the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation. He turned around and his gaze fell onto Fang Wujie, who was fighting with Daoist Master Jian Wu.
He obviously did not expect Fang Wujie to be able to last so long in the hands of Daoist Master Jian Wu.
One had to know that Daoist Master Jian Wu was a one star Martial King, while Fang Wujie was only a Martial King of the Void Star Realm.
It was indeed not easy for this brat to be able to cross a great realm and last so long in the hands of Daoist Master Jian Wu, even though he was only dodging and defending.
Immediately, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor carefully sized up Fang Wujie. His eyes flickered with a sharp light as he muttered, "Ten Thousand Miles Godly Steps, Heaven Stealing Hand? This guy is the disciple of the Saint Thief?
Holy Pirate was the founder of the Steal Society. Rumor had it that he was from the same generation as Tyrant Lan Feng. He was also Tyrant Lan Feng's brother. He robbed the rich and helped the poor. He walked between the sky and the earth. He was a mysterious existence. No one knew his name, but everyone knew of his Holy Pirate.
There was once a rumor in the Chinese martial arts world that the Saint Thief had a hundred wives that were as beautiful as flowers and jade. The reason he became the Saint Thief was because he couldn't stand the pestering of a hundred wives and escaped from his home.
Now that he saw Fang Wujie execute the signature martial arts of the Saint Thief, the Ten Thousand Miles Godly Steps and the Heaven Stealing Hand, how could the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor not be shocked?
Although he had never seen the famous Saint Thief before, he knew how powerful the Saint Thief was and was unwilling to make an enemy out of him.
Immediately, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor's eyes turned cold. A cold light flashed in his eyes as he flicked his finger.
An invisible sword qi shot out from his fingertip, transforming into a stream of light that struck Fang Wujie's body without any warning. It pierced through his left shoulder and sent him flying.
Seeing this, Daoist Master Jian Wu wanted to chase after Fang Wujie, but he was stopped by the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor.
"Shua!"
Fang Wujie retreated a long distance before stabilizing his body. He extended his hand to cover the wound on his left shoulder and raised his head to look at the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor. His eyes flickered with a cold light, and a berserk killing intent surged.
Just as Fang Wujie was about to attack the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor said in a deep voice, "Ten Thousand Miles Godly Steps, Heaven Stealing Hand. Brat, are you the disciple of the Saint Thief?"
"Since you know that old man's name, why don't you hurry up and get the hell out of here and obediently let go of Brother Xuan?"
Hearing Ye Xuan's miserable scream from within the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation, Fang Wujie clenched his fists so hard that they made 'ka ka ka' sounds.
"Brat, for the sake of the Saint Thief, I won't make things difficult for you. I'll let you go today. As for that little bastard Ye Xuan, don't even think about it. He injured so many disciples of my Unparalleled Sword Sect, he must die! "
The Unparalleled Sword Ancestor calmly stared at Fang Wujie as he coldly spoke.
"Then what if I insist that you let him go?" Fang Wujie clenched his fists so hard that they made 'ka ka' sounds as he spoke with a determined expression.
"Then I'll have to kill you as well!"
The Unparalleled Sword Ancestor said expressionlessly.
"Aren't you afraid of that old man of mine?" Fang Wujie said with an unwilling expression.
"Even if he comes, it's the same! Today, that little bastard Ye Xuan must die! "
The Unparalleled Sword Ancestor coldly said, "If you don't want to die, then hurry up and scram!"
"F * ck!"
Fang Wujie cursed angrily. He moved his feet and swung his iron fist fiercely towards the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor.
"Shua!"
Unfortunately, his strength was far inferior to the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor's, and was easily blocked by him. "Since you want to die with him so much, then I'll grant your wish!"
"Boom!"
As the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor's words fell, his withered palm shot out like lightning and imprinted itself on Fang Wujie's chest. At the same time, he grabbed Fang Wujie's hand and exerted his strength. A powerful force exploded out and sent Fang Wujie's body flying …
"Puchi …"
Fang Wujie spat out a large amount of black blood as she flew out like a cannonball, smashing into the ice in the distance. She was severely injured and could no longer get up. Traces of black blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
"Old thing …" "Cough cough …"
Fang Wujie struggled to get up from the ground, but just as he stood up, his feet slid and he fell back onto the ice.
"The reason why I left you alive is because I want you to personally see that brat die. I want you to give up on saving him!"
Looking at the miserable Fang Wujie, the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor said with an ice-cold expression, "Now that the screams of that brat in the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation have stopped, and there are no sounds of struggle coming from inside. I presume that brat has already been torn to pieces by the tens of thousands of sword Qis, and his body has exploded!"
"Now, I'll let you see his miserable state with your own eyes!"
As the Unparalleled Sword Ancestor's words fell, he suddenly waved his sleeve. An invisible astral energy spread out, and the enormous Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation gradually dissipated …
As the Thousand Tribulations Sword Formation dissipated, Ye Xuan, who was originally cultivating cross-legged in the sword formation, slowly opened his tightly shut eyes.
As Ye Xuan opened his eyes, golden dragon scales appeared on his right arm. A majestic aura unreservedly spread out from his body, causing an invisible gust of wind to sound in the surroundings.
At the same time, Ye Xuan's ice-cold voice quietly sounded out.
"Old thing, thank you for allowing me to cultivate the Dragon Clan's Tyrant Body!"
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