As the day of the Heavenly Pagoda trial drew closer and closer, the geniuses of the Misty Heaven Sect began to leave.
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After nearly ten years of cultivation, everyone's strength had clearly increased.
Among them, the peerless genius of the Misty Heaven Sect, Hua Xi, had broken through to the four-star Dao Emperor realm. As for Yue Jianfeng, he was only a step away from breaking through to the five-star Dao Emperor realm.
"Master, where is Ye Chenfeng? What level did he reach?"
After successfully breaking through to the two-star Dao Emperor realm, Yue Lanxin left the Heavenly Trial Pagoda and saw Xue Piaomiao on the first level. She immediately walked over and asked about Ye Chenfeng's results.
"Ye Chenfeng is challenging Old Weapon on the ninth level!"
Even now, Xue Piaomiao still felt as if this was unreal.
The ninth level of the Heavenly Trial Pagoda, this was undoubtedly a miracle.
"The ninth level …"
Yue Lanxin sucked in a breath of cold air, her cold face revealing an expression of disbelief.
She was well aware of the difficulty of the Heavenly Trial Pagoda trial. She had spent ten years to reach the fifth level of the Heavenly Trial Pagoda, and she was already very satisfied with this result.
"Ye Chenfeng reached the ninth level of the Heavenly Trial Pagoda?"
A cold voice sounded.
As Xue Yixuan heard Xue Piaomiao's words, she slowly walked over. She wore a dark green dress and was even colder than Yue Lanxin.
"Yes, Ye Chenfeng ascended to the 9th level of the Pagoda of Trials five years ago, and he's challenging Elder Qi now!" The Xue Clan's Patriarch, Xue Shujun, nodded.
"This Ye Chenfeng's talent is so amazing?" Xue Yixuan's expression changed.
Although she knew Ye Chenfeng wasn't simple, she didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to be so amazing. A sense of defeat appeared in her heart.
"Everyone come and watch. This Ye Chenfeng is going to challenge Old Weapon again. I wonder if he can defeat Old Weapon and pass the Heavenly Trial Pagoda!"
As the geniuses of the Misty Heaven Sect were feeling disappointed by Ye Chenfeng's results, Yue Xuan's voice sounded out, calling everyone to the trial mirror. They wanted to watch Ye Chenfeng challenge the old Weapon Spirit.
"Senior, I will continue!"
Ye Chenfeng slowly walked to the center of the Nine Heavenly Trial Pagoda, speaking neither arrogantly nor humbly.
"Good, make your move!"
The old Weapon Spirit walked out The Weapon Pagoda appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng without a trace of emotion.
"Nine Dragon Jade Wall, suppress!"
Ye Chenfeng used his three trump cards and instantly raised his strength to the peak. Then, he summoned the Nine Dragon Jade Annulus. He controlled the Nine Dragon Jade Annulus to continuously expand and suppress the old Artifact Spirit.
"The Heavenly Trial Pagoda"
The old artifact spirit did not move, allowing it to transform into a heavenly wall.
The Jade Wall Jade Spirit's The Wall Jade Wall
"Yinyinyin!"
The moment the Jade Wall Jade Wall fell, nine deadly dragons flew out of the Jade Wall and danced in front of the old Weapon Spirit's eyes, distracting him.
When the Artifact Spirit took a step forward and exploded with a shocking power, shattering the nine deadly dragons, Ye Chenfeng suddenly appeared in front of him with sword steps. His incomparably sharp sword wings danced quickly, attacking the Artifact Spirit's arms.
"I said, the Heavenly Trial Pagoda is useless against me!" The old Weapon Spirit allowed the sword wings to slash at his arms.
"Golden Sword Spirit, attack!"
Just when the old Weapon Spirit was careless, the Golden Sword Spirit flew out of Ye Chenfeng's Sea of Soul and attacked the old Weapon Spirit's lower abdomen. That was the source of his strength.
"En …"
Sensing the Golden Sword Spirit's attack, the old Weapon Spirit's expression changed slightly, and he instinctively wanted to dodge.
However, Ye Chenfeng's attack speed was even faster. He instantly transformed into his true spirit form and continuously unleashed the True Spirit Fighting Dragon Fist, bombarding the old man. While the old man's body was shaking, it also took away his energy.
The Golden Sword Spirit stabbed into the old Weapon Spirit's abdomen. The Golden Sword Spirit's astonishing strength instantly pierced through the old Weapon Spirit's body and attacked the source of his strength.
With the source of his strength attacked, the old Weapon Spirit's attack was immediately affected, and the strength in his body was thrown into chaos.
"Four Great Dao Diagrams, fuse!"
The Golden Sword Spirit's attack was effective. Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the four Profound Dao Diagrams to transform into a sea of Dao Intent and crazily fused with the Golden Sword Spirit, increasing its attack power.
Disregarding his own safety, he circled behind the old Weapon Spirit and stretched out his arms to wrap around the old Weapon Spirit's body.
His bold action stunned Yue Xuan, Xue Piaomiao, and the others who were watching through the trial mirror.
"Has Ye Chenfeng gone mad? He's actually using his body to lock Weapon Spirit. Isn't he afraid that Weapon Spirit's strength will shatter his body and destroy it?!"
"Yes, although his talent is extraordinary, Weapon Spirit won't be merciful just because of his talent."
"Pavilion Master, do you think Chengfeng will be fine?" The pale Xia Wendie cast her gaze towards Xue Piaomiao and asked nervously.
"I don't know either!" Xue Piaomiao shook her head and said, "But Chengfeng isn't a reckless person. He won't joke around with his life. He should have some confidence in doing this."
As she spoke, a heaven-shaking strength erupted from Weapon Spirit's body. Like an erupting volcano, it bombarded Ye Chenfeng's body and blocked the Golden Sword Spirit's attack.
After cultivating his profound body to the Great Circle realm, Ye Chenfeng's body was comparable to a top grade saint artifact. In addition to his grandmist bloodline's amplification, his physical body had nearly reached the level of a low-grade true spirit saint artifact. The Weapon Spirit's explosive strength had only cracked his body, but it hadn't been able to destroy his physical body.
And under the Golden Sword Spirit's attack, the Weapon Spirit's abdomen was constantly injured. The Golden Sword Spirit's attack had pierced through his source of strength bit by bit.
"Heavens, Weapon Spirit's explosive strength actually didn't shatter his body. Could this brat's physical body surpass a top grade saint artifact?"
"This Ye Chenfeng is too frightening. Perhaps he really is related to the Dragon Race!"
Thinking that a human's physical body wouldn't be as frightening as Ye Chenfeng's, Yue Xuan also felt that Ye Chenfeng was related to the Dragon Race. It was extremely likely that he was a descendant of a Dragon Race supreme elder.
"Brat, are you not afraid of death? If you continue to lock me up like this, don't blame me for shattering your body! " As Ye Chenfeng firmly locked down his body, the Weapon Spirit's Source of Strength was continuously being attacked, and he angrily warned Lin Ming.
"Senior is strong, but when your Source of Strength is being attacked, I'm afraid you won't be able to use your full strength. If you want to shatter my body, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!" Ye Chenfeng stubbornly said. He continued to explode with over six billion jins of strength, firmly locking down the Weapon Spirit's body and creating opportunities for the Golden Sword Spirit to attack.
"Good, then I want to see just how long you can last!"
As the Weapon Spirit spoke, he continued to explode with heaven-shaking strength, attacking Ye Chenfeng. He wanted to shatter Ye Chenfeng's body.
But Ye Chenfeng's physical body was too strong. The Weapon Spirit's continuous attacks were simply unable to shatter his body.
And the Weapon Spirit's abdomen was continuously attacked by the Golden Sword Spirit, causing cracks to appear all over his body. This directly damaged his Source of Strength, causing him to be increasingly alarmed.
Seeing his Source of Strength being pierced by the Golden Sword Spirit, the Weapon Spirit was still unable to shatter Ye Chenfeng's body. The Weapon Spirit sighed inwardly and said, "Junior, stop attacking. You've won this match."
"Thank you, Senior!"
Ye Chenfeng, who was covered in blood, revealed a faint smile. He withdrew the Golden Sword Spirit and sat down on the ground, gasping for breath.
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