Chen Chizhong thought that even though Zhang Yan's Sixteen Swords in One Breath looked magnificent, he would eventually reveal his flaws after a long time. When the time came, he would find an opportunity to kill Zhang Yan with one strike. Therefore, he suppressed his anger from Chen Tong's death and patiently fought with Zhang Yan.
Unexpectedly, the fight went on for two hours. Not only did Zhang Yan not make any mistakes, his sword moves became more and more skillful. Chen Chizhong couldn't help but be shocked. "This junior was clearly very inexperienced when he first started to control the sword. How could he control the sixteen swords for such a long time without any disorder?"
If it was an ordinary cultivator, even if he could split the swords into sixteen swords, he would definitely be flustered and lose his footing. However, this sword had already developed its own consciousness. After Zhang Yan's spirit merged with it, it was like it belonged to him. Sixteen swords might seem like a lot, but in fact, it was not much different from one sword slash.
In the beginning, Zhang Yan only focused on defending. However, as time passed, he was able to counterattack once or twice in a hundred moves, and gradually, he was able to counterattack for more than ten moves. In the end, he was actually able to attack and defend at the same time.
Even Chen Chizhong felt that something was wrong. He thought angrily, "This junior is using me to train his sword moves? It's a pity that my sword board was taken away by the sect when I was chased out of the sect. Otherwise, I could use it to set up a sword formation. Breaking this junior's moves would be as easy as flipping my hand. "
Every disciple of Yuan Yang Sword Sect had a sword board. It was a magical treasure and also a formation map. It contained thirty-six sword formations. Chen Chizhong had cultivated seven White Tiger Mystic Light Sword Qi, so he could use the sword board to set up the Big Dipper Sword Formation. It was not something that could be blocked by ordinary sword moves.
Hua Yin glanced at Zhang Yan's face a few times. He pondered for a moment and took out a jade tablet from his sleeve. There was a picture of a crane flapping its wings carved on it. This was a defensive item given to him by a Daoist who was a good friend of Nan Hua Sect. When he was in danger, he could summon a mystical bird to help him fight.
He muttered something, shook the talisman, and said, "Undo!"
The illusory image on the talisman came to life, and a ball of flame pounced out, rolling on top of the cloud, instantly transforming into an immortal crane covered in fiery feathers and flowing light.
The crane stood in the air, spread its wings, and let out a clear cry as it pounced towards Zhang Yan. Before it even got close, a surging wave of heat assaulted him.
This fire crane was a Xuan Bird refined by the Southern Flower Sect. Although it didn't pose much of a threat to a Mystic Light Realm cultivator, Chen Chizhong was trying to mess up Zhang Yan's mind and force him to reveal an opening.
Zhang Yan smiled coldly and shouted, "Where is Ao Tong?"
A dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and a demonic dragon covered in golden scales extended its claws and swung its tail in the air. Its body was six feet long, but its ferocious eyes were flickering with a hint of cunning. When it saw the fire crane, it laughed loudly and said, "So it's a sparrow with fire. Watch me, Old Ao, pluck out all your feathers!"
After it finished speaking, it arched its back and pressed its four claws on top of the cloud. It leaped up and fought with the fire crane.
Ao Tong was an ancient demonic dragon, and its scales were impervious to fire and water, so he naturally wasn't afraid of the fierce flames on the fire crane. He thought to himself, "This fire bird is very easy to deal with, but after I lose, Old Ao doesn't have the ability to fight that cultivator again. Why don't I just make the sound a little louder, and there's no need to rush to kill this fire bird." Immediately, the two strange beasts were pecking and biting each other in the air, roaring continuously. The sound was even more shocking than that of Zhang Yan.
Chen Chizhong frowned as he watched. He took out an ancient short sword from his sleeve and hid it. After fighting with Zhang Yan for a few rounds, he carefully moved to an advantageous position. Without making a sound, he shook his wrist, and a black light flew out of his hand, flying towards Zhang Yan's face.
Zhang Yan's gaze had a hint of ridicule. He shook his sleeve, and the Heart-striking Hammer transformed into a red light as it met the attack. With a "clang" sound, the hammer directly broke the short sword into two. He didn't take advantage of the situation and instead waved his sleeve, retrieving the treasured hammer. He then concentrated on dealing with the seven White Tiger Sword Qis.
The corners of Chen Chizhong's eyes twitched. After fighting for a long time, whether it was the magical beast or the flying sword, he couldn't do anything to the other party. He cursed in his heart, "If I didn't break out of the door and teacher didn't take away all the magical treasures on me, how could I let you be so arrogant in front of me? Even if I have to sacrifice my vitality today, I will cut down this junior with my sword! "
His eyes seemed to shoot out cold lightning. With a point of his finger, the sword below flashed, and the seven Sword Qis slashed at Zhang Yan over a hundred times like a torrential downpour, forcing him back a hundred feet. Then, he raised his hand, and the longsword on his back let out a clear cry. It leaped out of its sheath and said, "Divine Monarch commands, subdue the spirit and Qi. Today, I issue the decree, a thousand swords return to one!"
The longsword shook in the air, and the seven White Tiger Profound Light Sword Qis seemed to be restrained, and all of them were thrown into the longsword. When the seven Sword Qis were collected, the longsword suddenly shone brightly, and the sword qi soared into the sky, emitting a boundless murderous aura.
The Thousand Swords Unite technique was to condense all the profound light and sword qi in one's body through the sword, and the might of a single sword strike was comparable to the direct strike of a Core Transformation Stage cultivator. It was absolutely not something a Stellar Sword Ball could resist.
However, this sword also consumed a lot of vitality. After this attack, the user would only have 50% to 60% of his original strength.
Chen Chizhong felt that the vitality in his body was continuously being sucked out. This was also the first time he used this technique, so he could only grit his teeth and endure.
It seemed to take a long time, but in fact, the longsword was full of vitality in an instant. Suddenly, it issued a loud whistling sound, and with a flash, it slashed towards Zhang Yan like a rainbow piercing through the sky. This sword was extremely overbearing, and the sword balls in front of it bounced off one by one. Finally, it directly slashed at Zhang Yan's body, and cut him in half.
Chen Chizhong couldn't help but relax when he saw that the junior who had been fighting for a long time had finally died. He showed some signs of exhaustion. Then, he heard a buzzing sound in the air. The White Tiger Mystic Ray and Sword Qi were bounced out from the sword and returned to his side. However, the sword light seemed a bit dimmer than before, appearing illusory and uncertain. He would need to recuperate for several months before he could recover his strength.
Just as he was about to put away the sword and Zhang Yan's Star Sword Ball, he suddenly thought of something. How could the sword ball not scatter when the person died? His face couldn't help but change, and he shouted, "Not good!"
Chen Chizhong, who was startled, reacted quickly, and withdrew the seven White Tiger Profound Light Sword Qis. He wanted to protect himself first, but he didn't know that at this time, Zhang Yan had already used the Invisibility Technique to close in on him. At this moment, he didn't need the sword ball, and with a shout, an extremely dazzling golden flame profound light above his head swept towards Chen Chizhong.
When the Taiyi golden flame profound light and the White Tiger Profound Light Sword Qis came into contact, there was a sound like silk tearing, and it shattered like fragile porcelain. In the blink of an eye, it was ground to pieces, and it couldn't even be delayed for a moment.
Chen Chizhong's eyes were filled with fear, and just as he was about to shout, the profound light swept up and wrapped half of his body, and he immediately died.
Zhang Yan quickly flew over, and with a stretch of his hand, he took the person's sleeve. When he passed by, he only waved his sleeve, and the profound light retracted, and the remaining half of the person's body disappeared without a trace.
Looking back, he saw that the fire crane was still fighting with Ao Tong. Shaking his head, he didn't care about it, and went to Chen Tong's flying carriage.
This flying carriage didn't have anyone driving it, so it naturally floated in the air. Zhang Yan searched for a while, and took away all the personal items on Chen Tong's body, including the "Hornless Dragon True Scroll" that was two-thirds deciphered. Then, with a flash of profound light, the three corpses were completely obliterated.
Zhang Yan didn't place this flying carriage in his eyes anymore, so he casually put it away.
Ao Tong secretly saw that Chen Chizhong had been killed, and his spirit was instantly roused. He immediately gathered his might, and pounced on the fire crane with his four claws, and with a few bites, he chewed it to pieces. Then, he flew towards Zhang Yan with a fawning expression.
Zhang Yan glanced at him, and scolded jokingly, "You slippery fellow, do you really think that I can't see through your thoughts? It's better for you to stay with me. "He shook his sleeves, and kept Ao Tong inside.
He looked around, and then at the sky, and thought to himself, "I don't know where that Luo Zhenzhen was brought to, but I can't go back on my promise to her. However, this girl should be Luo Xiao's cousin, so there's no need for me to go see her. When I return to the sect, I'll let Luo Xiao go see her personally. "
He muttered to himself for a while, and then took out a messenger talisman. Then, he dipped his finger in the divine sand, and wrote, "See you in a month at Little Wave Mountain." Then, he waved his hand, and the talisman flew away.
After doing this, he took a step forward, and a blue light wrapped around his body. In a flash, he left this place, and not long after, he returned to Bamboo Knot Island.
After returning to his room and sitting down, Zhang Yan didn't rest. He took out the True Scroll of the Hornless Dragon and flipped through it on the table. Seeing that it could still be opened, he made up his mind and flipped through the first two volumes, directly to the second volume, and focused on breaking the restrictions.
This time, there was no one to disturb him, and in less than a moment, he smoothly read to the end.
After reading it, he let out a long sigh and shook his head. He didn't expect that the True Scroll of the Hornless Dragon would be so powerful.
He didn't think that this True Scroll of the Hornless Dragon would actually walk the path of Law after the Mystic Light Realm.
Originally, he wanted to give it to Luo Xiao to cultivate.
The Dao of Law was the most difficult of all the Daos. Every time one cultivated a technique, they had to comprehend a "true method" from it. Only by understanding the "true method" could they condense Qi into a pill. However, one "true method" could only form a Seventh Rank Golden Core at most. The more "true methods" one comprehended, the higher the grade of the finished pill.
In other words, if one wanted to form a First Rank Golden Core, they would need to cultivate at least three secret scrolls of the Dao of Law and comprehend the "true methods" within.
However, there were no rules on how to comprehend the "true methods", and there was no way to think about it. It all depended on one's luck, and the uncertainty was too great.
Most of the cultivators in the world used Qi to form the Dao. If they used Law to form the Dao, they would probably die of old age before they could comprehend it.
Zhang Yan flipped through it a few more times, but he couldn't find the "Minor Technique". Even if there was one, he would need to cultivate this technique to see it. Therefore, he lost interest and put it away. He then took out the Mountain River Cloud Atlas Painting.
He wanted to see just what was the difference between a True Artifact and a Spirit Artifact.
He slowly unfurled the Mountain River Cloud Diagram and examined it carefully. On the diagram, there were mountains and rivers, flowers, birds, fish, and insects, and clouds and mist. All of them were vivid and lifelike.
What was even more surprising was that when his gaze swept past the city walls, he saw that the people in the bustling city actually had expressions that seemed like real people. Not only that, the sounds of peddlers shouting, the sounds of officials riding on palanquins opening the way, and the sounds of entertainers singing, laughing, angry, and cursing could be faintly heard.
Zhang Jie slapped the table and exclaimed in admiration: "This is truly a wonderful painting."
"It's not worthy of praise, Master."
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