As soon as the Dao Court disciples finished shouting, they each stood in a position and used the aura of the First Grade Star Master to release their true names.
In an instant, the multicolored True Names rose and rushed into the Myriad Galaxy that had reformed. The specks of starlight immediately became extremely aggressive and quickly formed a new encirclement net, swallowing the ancient sword like a whale.
The ancient sword trembled as if it had been wandering in the void for thousands of years and finally met its own kind. The sword aura revealed its sharpness and attacked instead of defending.
The void walls collided silently but fiercely. The turbulent flow of energy almost rushed to the Modern World, forcing the geniuses to retreat and watch the battle from a few hundred feet away. Even though it was a little embarrassing, their excitement was still evident on their faces.
This was the second time Yan Li released the Sword Master, and the feeling was different. Something deeper than the connection to the bloodline was faintly connected, which made him know that the two could not be separated. However, he clearly felt that there seemed to be a special connection between the two top true names, which made him very uncomfortable.
It was as if you suddenly realized that a very annoying person might be your long-lost brother. No matter how much you hated him, you could not erase the same bloodline.
The Four Sacred Lands, the Sword Master was in the middle.
He controlled the sword aura and rushed over even more fiercely. His will was completely carried out, just like when he controlled Swallow Dock. Even the Sword Master could not resist him at all.
Like a group of falling stars, the newly condensed Myriad Galaxy collapsed once again. But very quickly, it gathered again further away. The Galaxy was vast, and the stars were as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges River. Even if millions of them were destroyed, it did not matter.
Li Guangyao shouted, "All the Dao Court disciples, release your true names!" Even if he shouted normally, very few people dared not to give him face, let alone now.
More and more Dao Court disciples joined in, and more and more true names appeared, causing the changes in Myriad Galaxy to become more abundant. The Star Master was originally "Nothing", and once he obtained the Dao of "Being", he could reach the heavens and earth, and control the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth.
Seeing this, Tang Tianfeng knew that the Dao Court had no morality to speak of. But facing this two-faced and treacherous person, there was no need to talk about morality, so he shouted to the Fourth Palace disciples, "Release your true names and help Eldest Senior Brother!"
They couldn't hold themselves back any longer and revealed their real names.
The Myriad Galaxy was ever-changing, and the sword momentum could no longer be suppressed. It occupied more space and gradually shrank the range, surrounding and strangling the sword momentum layer by layer.
The pressure that Sword Master felt was completely transmitted to Yan Li. Since he was in control of the Sword Master, he had to suffer as well. The more similar the difference between the true names, the more intense the battle would be. This level of intensity was even more intense than real swords and spears.
The great pain engulfed Yan Li like a tide. He was the most patient, but he still couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"A bunch of despicable people. We agreed to fight one on one, but you actually ganged up on my junior apprentice-brother Yan. Don't you have any shame?"
In the seat of the Court Of Sword, Cao Zigu couldn't help but curse. He walked down the stage and took out his sword.
When he took out his sword, Huang Chengyan was already standing with his sword in hand. He formed a sword with his fingers and pointed upwards. "Golden Light Sword, unsheathe!"
Clang!
Golden light was dazzling, shooting into the skies. However, it did not enter the Sword Master's body. Instead, it spun vertically by his side, emitting sword momentum and stabilizing the Sword Master's qi domain.
"Junior apprentice-brother Yan, fight him to the end!" Cao Zigu's eyes were wide open. "Dragonscale Sword, unsheathe!" The savage sword rose into the air, spinning even more intensely and emitting even more sword momentum.
"Ink Soul, unsheathe."
Shen Wanzhou had arrived at an unknown time. His movements were the same as Cangjian Peak's. Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually rather excited inside. This was because he hadn't felt this hot-blooded feeling for a long time.
"Those who dare to bully my Court Of Sword shall be killed without mercy!" His Ink Soul Sword was practically a disaster. Almost all the physical objects in the surrounding world, such as the gravel, the tenacious weeds in the cracks of the rocks, and the nine Memory Mirrors, if not for the fact that the stage was connected to the earth, they probably wouldn't have been able to escape. Even so, only sand and stones could be seen flying, covering the skies and covering the sun. It was as if an evil demon had descended, wreaking havoc in the world.
"The head of the Righteous path, is a reputation earned by winning with numbers?"
Ye Xiaolang arrived soon after, laughing, "Night Cry Sword, unsheathe!"
In terms of swordsmanship, a single sword was equivalent to ten thousand swords under the heavens. Countless sword shadows overlapped, transforming into extremely dazzling sword flowers. His attainments in swordsmanship could be seen from this.
"Thirteen Strokes, unsheathe!" Yu Qiuyu indifferently released the Heavenly Sword Seal. Sword-light surged, shocking everyone in the surroundings.
"Sword cultivators only have one sword in their hands, so they should be even more united. I, Wei Shu, will not allow anyone to bully my Court Of Sword!"
Wei Shu of Imperial Sword Peak pointed out with his sword-fingers, and his flying sword had already made nine bends and eighteen bends in the air. "Autumn Ridge Sword, unsheathe!" Nineteen levels of the Imperial Sword Art, Thousand Changes and Absolute Tracks, Ten Thousand Transformations and Ten Thousand Shadows, yet being everywhere.
"Hmph, you're courting death!"
Duan Yihong of Imperial Sword Peak was filled with killing intent. His lineage's disciples were all in position, each wielding their swords. "Unsheathe!"
Killing intent soared into the skies along with several blood-red sword-lights, forming a blood-red barrier around the Sword Master.
"The smile of a beauty, for whom do the red flowers bloom?"
A low laugh was suddenly heard. "Heart Sound Sword, Lonely Peak Drunk and Carefree."
"It's Young Master Sword, Gu Changming!" The pupils of one of the onlookers abruptly contracted. "He has only made a single move since he started cultivating the sword. To think that he would draw his sword for a First Grade Sword Master.
"Heart Sound Sword, Lonely Peak Drunk and Carefree." Gu Changming's voice was extremely soft, but it could still be heard by everyone. His footsteps were extremely light and slow. When he arrived below the stage, it instantly became a vast and grand commotion. It was not very audible, but it could be felt as if an incomparably huge sword aura was expanding, sweeping everything in front of him into a furnace and infusing it into the Sword Master.
"What happened yesterday cannot be kept, junior apprentice-brother Yan need not worry." He said to Yan Li.
Yan Li panted a few times, and looked around at his fellow disciples below the stage. Only now did he truly feel the weight of a disciple of the Court Of Sword. His heart surged, and with a "clang", he pulled out Leaving Cliff and raised it high, saying, "Senior apprentice-brothers, let us face the Dao Court together!"
"Fight!"
The unshakable ancient sword suddenly slashed down with everyone's strength. It did not affect the present world, but there were no disobedient wherever it passed.
A white light flashed before Yan Li's eyes. It was as if he had passed through countless layers of space and arrived at a completely unfamiliar place. In front of him was an endless horde of demonic creatures made up of black baleful aura. Even further away, even further away, was a desolate and silent battlefield.
The demonic creatures roared madly, ready to charge at any moment. Every one of their eyes was filled with blood-red killing intent and deathly destruction.
He couldn't help but take two steps back and look back.
A woman holding a sword was facing these tens of millions of demonic creatures alone. She suddenly sensed something and looked back as well.
Looking at each other across countless layers of space and time, Yan Li's heart skipped a beat.
"You're finally here." The woman's voice was extremely faint, as if it would disappear at any moment.
"Who, who are you? Are you Bai Kongxue? No, are you my grandmaster? What is this place? Why am I here? Why are you here? "Yan Li asked several questions in a row. There were too many questions hidden in his heart.
The woman smiled faintly. "I've made my choice. Now it's your turn."
"What choice? My turn for what?"
"Go to Guang Wei Forest. My remnant soul will guide you to the Nine Cloud Sword Palace. Otherwise, Taibai Sword Qi will destroy you the moment you break through …" The woman's voice became fainter and fainter. In the end, only her lips could be seen.
Yan Li resisted the dizziness and vaguely recognized the word "flesh". Then, the white light intensified. He saw the sword in the woman's hand expand like an ancient sword and slash at the thousands of roaring demonic creatures.
In the present world, the white light seemed to disappear as soon as it appeared. He looked through it and only saw Emperor Han and his Class-One Starlord. While they were evolving, the Master of the Stars was not idle. The myriad phenomena of the Milky Way had already taken the form of the Tai Chi Yinyang Eight Trigrams. The dots of starlight were like buttons, twisting the whole thing together. It looked compact and clearly layered.
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, "Dao Transformation Tai Chi Plate! This is the Tianqi Transformation of a Class-One Starlord when the Dao Court Patriarch was here. Emperor Han is already a Tianqi! "
A Class-One Starlord's Tianqi meant that the present world could not escape his control.
The ancient sword finally slashed at the Dao Transformation Tai Chi Plate.
Both sides clashed fiercely. The rumbling caused the spectators' expressions to change. They continued to retreat until they were out of the four sacred grounds. Only then did they feel better.
At the place where the two stars met, an aurora shot up into the sky. It went deep into the heavens. Suddenly, thunder clouds appeared in the sky. Lightning flashed, and after a few explosions, it started to rain.
However, the curtain of rain was blocked for some reason.
Emperor Han formed a seal. Starlight spat out from the Dao Transformation Tai Chi Plate and hit the ancient sword. The outer layer of the sword aura was destroyed. The Sword Master's aura dropped as he was pressured by the Tai Chi Plate.
The people from the Court Of Sword looked at each other. They were at their wits' end. Tianqi's Tai Chi Plate had already surpassed the boundary between reality and illusion. It was impossible to resist it with just the sword aura. Unless Yan Li was also a Tianqi, they would not be able to affect the present world with the sword aura and regain the upper hand.
If this continued, they would definitely lose.
Yan Li looked at the Tai Chi Plate from afar. He felt like he had seen it somewhere before. He suddenly felt the gazes of his senior apprentice-brothers and hurriedly collected his thoughts.
Wei Shu said, "Junior apprentice-brother Yan, this is no longer your problem. It concerns the honor of the Court Of Sword. Do you have any good ideas?"
"Why don't we use our true names to resist?" Cao Zigu suggested.
"It won't work." Ye Xiaolang said, "A Class-One Starlord is able to transform into all things. Only then can he fuse his true name for his own use. A Class-One Sword Master controls the Under the Sky Sword but cannot use his true name. I'm afraid that we will be sucked away the moment we use our true names. "
"The rings of a tree become deeper with age." Gu Changming suddenly laughed.
Yan Li listened and thought carefully. He said happily, "Senior apprentice-brother Gu, I understand."
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