A Good Romance
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What was the Rainstorm Sword Hero's cultivation level?
Eight lotuses, one leaf
He had cultivated to perfection in the Severing Mundane Tier, and had a fortuitous encounter when he was dividing his soul. He had once eaten a Celestial Fruit, which was born from the blood essence of an Eighteen Lotus Ancestral King that was absorbed by a Celestial medicine. Its effects were astounding, and it helped him form a fifth divided soul.
Thus, his battle prowess was much stronger than other monarch tiers of the same level, and it was also the most important reason he could survive under the hands of that Holy Deer.
However, Ling Han cut off one of his arms with a single strike!
Indeed, this sword was sharp enough to render his protective abilities useless. However, the most important thing was that Ling Han's battle prowess had increased by who knew how many times compared to before. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known that Ling Han possessed an ancestral tool. He wasn't an idiot, and he had already known that Ling Han possessed an ancestral tool.
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "After being bullied by you once, it's my turn to retaliate."
The Rainstorm Sword Hero felt his scalp go numb. Only a few days had passed, and although the underground river had accelerated the flow of time, which was equivalent to a time cultivation room, it could only affect the spirit, and there was almost no change to the physical body.
This allowed a person with six lotuses and five leaves to become so strong …
"You're not six lotuses!" he finally exclaimed.
Ling Han smiled faintly. He cultivated the Heaven Deceiving Technique, and wanted others to think that he was whatever cultivation level he was. As long as he did not actively reveal the lotus on his forehead, who would know what cultivation level he was?
He had no intention of satisfying the other's curiosity, and merely shook the Divine Demon Sword, his killing intent soaring.
The Rainstorm Sword Hero trembled all over. He had a premonition that something bad was about to happen. "You severed your cultivation and re-cultivated, right?"
He definitely did not believe that Ling Han was now six lotuses, but seven lotuses, nine leaves, or eight lotuses. Otherwise, it was impossible for a mere six lotuses to sever an eight lotus arm with a single strike.
And if he severed his cultivation and re-cultivated, there was naturally no need to go to some mystery realm. Breaking through quickly under the acceleration of the flow of time was barely explainable.
"At least you're not completely stupid." Ling Han smiled as he charged forward. His Divine Demon Sword radiated with a cold light, illuminating this eerie and dark region.
The Rainstorm Swordsman clenched his teeth and turned around to leave.
He no longer dared to fight against Ling Han. His severed arm was in excruciating pain, and there was a terrifying force grinding against his wound, preventing it from healing. Otherwise, it would be a piece of cake for an Eight Lotus cultivator to regrow an arm.
Ling Han opened the void spirit space and chased after the Rainstorm Swordsman. Weng, weng, weng, his body transformed into thousands of figures, appearing everywhere.
As his cultivation soared, his mastery of the Void Spirit Space had also greatly improved. Moreover, this was the result of learning from the strong points of the two realms to make up for his weak points. It was far better than when he was in the Nine Divided Soul Stage in the Immortal Region.
Ling Han released a battle cry, and his Divine Demon Sword slashed through the air in a domineering manner.
The Rainstorm Swordsman did not dare to face the edge of it at all. That was an ancestral weapon! Even if it only had the sharpness of an ancestral weapon, it was still incomparably frightening. Any random sword Qi could cut his skin and tear his flesh open.
He did everything he could to escape.
The Rainstorm Clan still had elites on the level of Nine Lotus, so he would let them deal with Ling Han. Right now, he only wanted to escape from here.
"If I still let you escape, I'll write my name backwards," Ling Han said darkly. His killing intent was already boiling.
His opponent was an Evil Demon, and was extremely cruel. It reminded him of his Celestial Realm compatriots who had died tragically in the Two Realm Battlefield, as well as the Heavenly Lord of Original Birth who had sacrificed himself to break the stability of the Two Realm Connection Point. His killing intent was endless.
Kill, kill, kill!
Ling Han attacked mercilessly, swearing to kill this Evil Demon.
The Rainstorm Swordsman was in despair. He was struck a few more times, and though he managed to suppress his injuries, he discovered that he was really not far from death. He was only holding on by relying on the blood essence of an Eight Lotus elite. Once his blood essence was exhausted, he would die instantly.
He glared at Ling Han angrily, his resentment gathering endlessly. With a sudden roar, he pounced towards Ling Han, bursting forth with his strongest attack.
Unfortunately, he had already used up his trump card. Otherwise, he would still be qualified to fight against Ling Han.
Pfft!
A head flew into the air. The Rainstorm Swordsman's headless body staggered, his life force immediately disappearing. Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground. Gululu, his head just so happened to roll in front of Ling Han. His eyes were still wide open, filled with indignation.
Who would believe that an Eight Lotus Monarch would actually die in the hands of a mere Six Lotus?
Fairy Yun He and the others were filled with awe and veneration. Ling Han's strength caused them to feel an indescribable fear and reverence. At first, they had thought that people like You Yuan, Wu Ya, and the others would be able to easily suppress Ling Han when they returned, but now, they no longer thought so.
Ling Han deftly searched the Rainstorm Swordsman's spatial divine tool. Naturally, he would not share this with others.
Not bad, the wealth of an Eight Lotus elite was still very shocking. He smiled slightly, and said, "Let's go."
Everyone walked numbly. At this time, even if Ling Han had broken through to Eight Lotus Eleven Leaves, they would not be surprised. Perhaps Ling Han was an Ancestral King who had severed his cultivation and re-cultivated?
After walking for a while, an uninvited guest came again.
This time, it naturally could not be a member of the Rainstorm Clan, but a Battle Weapon. However, it was about three meters tall, and seemed to be forged from silver. Its whole body exuded a silver glow, and was very eye-catching in this cave.
The moment it appeared, its eyes shot out a red light that swept towards Ling Han and the others. This light was filled with destructive power, and when it hit the stone pillar that was hanging down in the cavern, the stone pillar was immediately severed, and with a peng, it fell down.
Everyone hurriedly dodged and fled. Though it was not necessarily powerful, this Battle Weapon was indeed many times stronger than the golden Battle Weapon from before. It should have reached Eight Lotus Tier, and this light couldn't be resisted at all. Otherwise, one's hand would definitely be severed upon contact.
Ling Han was shocked. He couldn't figure out what this red light was.
The destruction of pure power was limited. The foundation of the heaven and earth was Regulations, and only by borrowing the power of Regulations could one unleash powerful battle prowess. However, he did not sense any fluctuation of Regulations in the red light.
However, this was only pure power. Even Celestial Kings could only match a Severing Mundane Tier with complete battle prowess, so how could it threaten Hu Niu and the others?
The Xuan Ni Plane was indeed a plane that was slightly higher than the Foreign Realm. It was filled with all sorts of strange things.
Ling Han brandished his sword and charged out. Zi, the silver Battle Weapon's reaction was extremely fast, and another two flashes of red light shot over. Ling Han hurriedly waved the Divine Demon Sword to block. Zi, the red light shot onto the Divine Demon Sword, and a great force surged over, wanting to force Ling Han back.
"Heng." Ling Han stomped his foot, and one of his feet had already stepped deeply into the ground, instantly stopping his retreat. Divine light flashed in his eyes, and his other foot firmly stepped forward.
The silver Battle Weapon's body leaned back slightly, as if the red light was a solid object. When Ling Han forced a step forward, it was about to retreat a little.
So hot!
The red light shot onto the Divine Demon Sword, exuding a terrifyingly high temperature. Though it wasn't enough to melt the Divine Demon Sword, it caused a chill to rise up in Ling Han. He definitely didn't want to be touched by this red light, or even with his physique, he might not be able to bear it.
At least not now. When he improved his attainments in the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll, it would truly have to match his cultivation level.
Cell phone reading was more refreshing.
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