"Senior Brother Xiao Chen has already broken the Corpse Refining Pool. The Corpse Race is finished. Let's give chase!" Jin Lin laughed loudly and led the twenty Inferior Grade Martial Sages of the Haotian Sect to charge towards Black Patterned Island.
Qin Wu, who was already the highest commander of the third line of defense, smiled faintly and waved his hand for the entire army to attack. "Let's go." Xiao Chen's expression changed.
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At the bottom of Black Patterned Island's Corpse Refining Pool, Xiao Chen was in a sorry state. He had not expected the formation to break in such a manner. The energy that erupted out was so startling.
The shock wave struck Xiao Chen first. The Heavenly Sea Cloak on his body blasted into tatters. From the looks of it, he did not know if it could be repaired.
Xiao Chen's internal organs churned endlessly. He tasted something sweet in his throat and vomited a mouthful of black blood; he was significantly injured.
Xiao Chen somersaulted twice in the air and removed his tattered cloak. When he saw the four Corpse Race old men pressing down on him, he complained bitterly to himself. Although the Corpse Refining Pool was broken, he might not be able to escape.
However, without any pressure, Xiao Chen would not be able to form his saber Dao. Today, he would comprehend his Dao here. If he did not succeed, he would die trying.
"Sir, you are really courageous. Can you tell me why the death Qi in the Corpse Refining Pool did not turn you into a corpse on the spot?"
The four old men each led a Superior Grade Sage Grade Demonic Corpse as they surrounded Xiao Chen. They appeared calm and composed, not in a rush to attack Xiao Chen. The green-robed old man leading the group asked curiously.
Starlight descended. This resplendent night sky was very beautiful. Xiao Chen smiled casually amid the starlight. His white robes fluttered as he stood upright with his hands behind his back. He said calmly, "This is this Xiao's secret. It is not convenient for me to tell others. Sorry."
The green-robed old man smiled coldly and said, "Humph! You are rather calm. Later, I will have a way to make you say it. Attack!"
The three Corpse Race old men led the Demonic Corpses and each sent out a Corpse Race Martial Technique. Death Qi surged and soared into the sky. Immediately, it covered the resplendent night sky, making it impossible to see anything beautiful.
Xiao Chen's figure flashed, like a peerless treasured sword being unsheathed. A bright light shone from his body, instantly dispersing the black gas and restoring the clear night sky.
Bang, bang, bang!
Xiao Chen punched six times in a row. His figure flickered, and with every punch, a saber light flashed. Winds blew, howling endlessly. He forcefully received all the moves of the Corpse Race cultivators and Demonic Corpses.
Space trembled endlessly. The six people's continuous attacks were actually unable to force Xiao Chen back. That unparalleled sharpness did not weaken in the slightest.
The green-robed old man frowned and scolded, "Don't hold anything back. Beat him ruthlessly. I don't believe that we cannot break his sharpness."
When the three old men heard the scolding, they no longer held anything back. Together with the Demonic Corpses, they unleashed their Death Qi into the sky. When they attacked, it was like a black storm roaring in the sky.
Xiao Chen immediately felt the pressure increase. He brought out his will of thunder and ninety-percent-comprehended saber intent to their limits. However, he still could not gain the initiative. He could only passively receive the ferocious attacks.
Blood leaked out of Xiao Chen's mouth, but the smile on his face did not diminish. The sharpness in his heart sharpened under the pressure.
Every move was like the tip of a saber, ruthlessly stabbing into the other party's body. Even though they were evenly matched, they still felt intense pain. It was like a sharp knife pierced through their flesh from the inside out.
Myriad Heaven Divine Fist, Lightning Tribulation Saber Technique, Four Season Saber Technique, Rushing Thunder Saber Technique, will, saber intent, Kun Peng Fist, Dragon Subduing Slash …
Under this immense pressure, Xiao Chen brought out everything that he had learned in his life to his heart's content. The injuries on Xiao Chen's body worsened. However, his thoughts became increasingly clear. His eyes lit up, looking like gems in the dark night.
At some point in time, Long Fei and Kui Dou had arrived. They stood quietly beside the green-robed old man, watching the battle between Xiao Chen and the three old men in a daze.
The green-robed old man felt somewhat embarrassed. Three Superior Grade Martial Sages of the Corpse Race and three Demonic Corpses were dealing with an injured Xiao Chen. Clearly, they were suppressing Xiao Chen.
However, Xiao Chen's sharpness did not weaken at all. Instead, the three Corpse Race cultivators became somewhat fearful, not daring to clash head-on with Xiao Chen. When they attacked, they clearly hesitated.
"Trash."
The green-robed old man scolded to himself. His clothes fluttered as he prepared to make a move personally.
Long Fei stretched out his hand and struck the green-robed old man's shoulder with his folding fan. He said, "Did you not see that all the starlight in the sky is landing on him? He is transforming from a cocoon into a butterfly. Why are you helping him? "
The green-robed old man was slightly stunned. When he looked up, he saw the vast night sky filled with resplendent stars. For some reason, all the starlight landed on Xiao Chen. It was like Xiao Chen had a boundless charm that could attract all the light to him.
"You truly live up to your reputation as the descendant of the Qing Emperor. Unexpectedly, you dare to use this certain death situation to comprehend your Dao. I, Long Fei, want to see how you will transform, to be worthy of the starlight falling for you. "
The scholarly Long Fei's eyes flickered with a strong fighting spirit. He closed his folding fan and enunciated every word clearly. Long Fei's body seemed to give off a light as well, causing the starlight to fall in the dark night.
This night was really beautiful, boundlessly resplendent with starlight falling.
As the starlight filled the sky, the battle between Xiao Chen and the three Superior Grade Martial Sages of the Corpse Race and three Demonic Corpses intensified.
Xiao Chen's white robes were stained with blood and in tatters. Death Qi spread from his wounds, leaving behind mottled shadows. He looked like he would collapse at any moment.
However, his eyes were as bright as gemstones. Motes of starlight encased his body. He gave off a sharpness that was sharper than the sharpest treasure saber, thousands of times sharper than the sharpest treasure saber.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and pointed, and a sharp saber wind blew. A Corpse Race old man who clashed with Xiao Chen felt the electric energy surging into his body. It immediately cut into his flesh, causing unbearable pain.
Xiao Chen did not want to fight any longer, so he quickly retreated and waited for the others to come.
Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood, feeling very carefree. My body is like a saber, my will is like a saber. I am the saber, and the saber is me. My sharpness never extinguished. My sharpness soared into the sky, breaking through the three thousand Great Dao and destroying the eight hundred unorthodox paths.
My Saber Dao, be it will or sharpness, in the end, it is still about sharpness and sharpness.
What kind of saber could inspire fear from the bottom of one's heart, making one not dare to clash head-on with it? Only sharpness. Sharpness could cut through metal like mud and break metal like water. Naturally, it was unblockable, able to destroy everything.
Xiao Chen's thoughts became increasingly clear. The starlight filling the sky nearly turned solid, turning into motes of fluorescent light as they descended. Xiao Chen's eyes became as resplendent as stars, as bright as a saber. No one dared to look directly at them.
Xiao Chen pushed back a Corpse Race old man with one finger. For a moment, the other two old men were intimidated by this sharpness. They did not dare to clash with Xiao Chen, only sending their Demonic Corpses over.
As the three old men looked at Xiao Chen, who looked like he was bathed in blood, they all had an idea. This Xiao Chen had been injured earlier. He had relied on a large amount of Death Qi to blow up the Corpse Refining Formation, sustaining significant injuries.
Now that Xiao Chen had been attacked repeatedly, although he looked spirited, his injuries worsened. He was clearly on the verge of death.
The three old men wanted to finish off Xiao Chen quickly. However, when they clashed, that sharp electric light pierced into their bodies, bringing intense pain that penetrated their hearts and reached the depths of their souls. How could they dare to clash head-on?
After all, Xiao Chen was someone who was about to die. There was no need for them to risk their lives and suffer. Hence, the three old men started thinking. They only sent their Demonic Corpses to attack Xiao Chen. This was not painful at all.
When the green-clad old man saw this scene, he could not help but feel even more enraged. He roared a few times, but the three old men pretended not to hear him, continuing to do as they pleased. The three old men did not seek to defeat Xiao Chen with brute force or to break his sharpness. They just wanted to slowly grind him to death.
When Xiao Chen saw the situation, he laughed loudly. His laughter contained boundless joy. The direction he was heading in was indeed correct. He was just short of inspiration, and his Saber Dao would completely take shape.
At some point in time, several warships gathered in the sky above Black Patterned Island. When Wei Hua, who was the first to arrive, saw the strange scene of starlight descending, he was stunned for a long time.
Starlight descending, heavenly flowers falling, auspicious signs filling the sky. Normally, such mysterious phenomena would only appear on major characters or on people who could become major characters in the future.
The night was as dark as ink. Stars dotted the sky. This was a very normal scene. However, if all the stars in the sky suddenly fell on one person for no reason, it would be a strange scene.
Soon after were the pursuers led by Jin Lin. After that, Huangpu Feng from the Bushin Palace headquarters and the people led by the Muddy Sky Gate's Young Master arrived one by one. All the factions of Dragon Wood Star gathered here. Thousands of gazes focused on Xiao Chen, who looked like he was on the verge of collapse but was growing sharper and sharper.
"Starlight descending! Why is there starlight descending?!"
"What's going on? Xiao Chen is about to collapse. What's wrong with Lord Huangpu Feng? Why is Lord Huangpu Feng not stopping him?"
On the Dragon's Gate's warship, the juniors of the Haotian Sect could not help but panic when they saw the bloodied Xiao Chen.
When these juniors heard their seniors say that this was Xiao Chen's fortuitous encounter and that he had to endure it by himself, they continued to watch anxiously. When they saw Xiao Chen's current appearance, they found it very difficult to relax.
If Xiao Chen comprehended everything before his body could no longer endure, he would die. From then on, the name Xiao Chen would no longer exist in this world.
The scholarly, pale-faced Long Fei fanned himself gently. He said expressionlessly, "Don't waste this great opportunity. Trying to comprehend the Dao in the face of death, and if you end up comprehending yourself to death, do you really not understand the last point?"
Kui Dou could tell that this was extraordinary. He said sullenly, "I think it is very mysterious. This fellow wants to take a path that no one has ever taken before, using his body as a saber and his thoughts as a saber. However, he cannot find a breakthrough point, a point that can truly ignite his cultivation."
That was right. These two were talking about the difficulty that Xiao Chen currently faced. He had already figured out that his Saber Dao lay in sharpness. However, the ultimate goal of the Saber Dao was very vague. He needed a point to encompass everything.
To put it simply, it was to give his Saber Dao a name. To put it in more complicated terms, this name contained all sorts of meanings. Once it was established, it could not be changed. It would forever be engraved in the depths of one's heart, merging with the entire Heavenly Dao.
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