The first-generation Origin Immortal Sword Formation had attacked all the martial artists who had entered the area, but it had not attacked the two long chains.
— — The mottled sword marks on the chains were merely the result of the intruders' unintentional damage.
Bagushidu had never imagined that Wang Chong would target these two chains, but this truly was a flaw right in front of their eyes.
Even though he was an enemy, Bagushidu had to admit that Wang Chong truly did have an outstanding and astonishing ability.
To use Psychic Energy to imitate the energy of other people, stones, chains, and other inanimate objects, required more than just powerful Psychic Energy. Wang Chong had been able to do this because his Psychic Energy had already reached an unimaginable level of materialization.
Based on Bagushidu's knowledge, no one in the world could do this.
But no matter what Bagushidu thought, Wang Chong was already advancing along the thick chains like a sloth. Even though Wang Chong had succeeded in disguising his aura as a 'chain', allowing him to dodge the first round of attacks from the Origin Immortal Sword Formation and the first-generation's edge, Wang Chong was still very cautious, not daring to be careless.
"Based on the unique characteristics of the Origin Immortal Sword Formation, there are fifty-three 'blind spots' along the chains, places where the Origin Immortal Sword Formation can't attack. As long as I follow these fifty-three blind spots, the attacks will be kept to a minimum. The threat won't be too great. If I jump forward, I'll be able to avoid the vast majority of the dangers. But between blind spots, as I jump, I'll still be attacked by flying swords. This is the most dangerous moment. "
Wang Chong lowered his body and looked ahead, his mind in turmoil.
His movements just now had been as smooth as flowing water. In the eyes of others, it had been as easy as breathing, but to Wang Chong, this was far from the case. The flying sword in the air followed him like a shadow and did not disperse, and the chain beneath him was also constantly shaking back and forth.
Wang Chong felt like a small boat in the middle of a raging sea, ready to capsize at any moment. The slightest mistake would result in his death. Just thirty percent of his strength wasn't enough for him to deal with everything around him. More importantly, Wang Chong was well aware that this situation wouldn't last for long.
The first-generation successor's remnant consciousness was much more complete than the others, and he was only confused and unable to recognize himself. But as time passed, his consciousness would awaken more and more, and eventually, he would be able to distinguish himself from the chains and kill himself.
"… I have at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before the first generation's consciousness can see through my disguise, so before that, I have to think of a way to get there as soon as possible."
Wang Chong quietly said to himself.
Ding! Ding!
Ding! Ding! The sound of flying swords trembling echoed through the air for a long time. Although many of the flying swords couldn't lock onto Wang Chong, they seemed to sense Wang Chong's approximate position, and so they constantly vibrated near Wang Chong. This was the result of having a broken consciousness.
After all, the first-generation successor had been dead for a thousand years, and his consciousness was incomplete. Wang Chong had disguised himself as a metal chain. This was something he had never expected. In the past hundreds and thousands of years, there had never been a martial artist who had done this.
Whoosh!
Without any hesitation, Wang Chong's body shot forward like a monkey. In a flash, he crossed several dozen feet and immediately arrived at the third blind spot on the metal chain. Clang! Clang! Clang! Just as Wang Chong shot forward, a series of metallic clangs rang out from behind him. Countless flying swords struck the metal chain by a hair's breadth, causing countless sparks to fly.
Wang Chong's earlier calculations had proved effective. Countless flying swords, suffused with golden light, floated in the air like dark clouds, creating a stunning sight. But the number of flying swords that actually fell to attack Wang Chong was incredibly small. This was on a completely different level from the attacks the third-generation successor had faced.
Bagushidu had long since been rendered speechless by this sight.
One second, two seconds, three seconds … Clangclangclang! Countless flying swords fell, but Wang Chong dodged them one by one. Wang Chong was like a leopard cat as he flew through the air. As he watched Wang Chong rapidly advance, Bagushidu slowly began to frown, as if he had encountered some problem that he couldn't understand.
"Strange …"
Bagushidu muttered to himself as he subconsciously raised his head. Up ahead, mist surged. The mist here was thick and didn't scatter, reaching an astonishing level. Nothing could be seen. But Bagushidu's eyes were fixed in that direction as if he was waiting for something.
He had tried before, and if the final barrier were so simple that all he needed to do was deal with the first-generation successor, he would have already started. No matter how terrifying the first-generation successor was, he would have done everything in his power to reach the other side.
But this was not the case!
Two hundred years ago, these flying swords had not been the only thing that had stopped Ishinishidu. Two hundred years ago, it was not just the first-generation successor that had stopped him and made him apprehensive!
But for some reason, Wang Chong seemed to be completely unaffected by that thing as he climbed the chains.
"Buzz!"
While he was pondering this question, the fog on the other side suddenly rippled, and then a flash of light accompanied by an energy that Bagushidu was familiar with.
"It's begun!"
Bagushidu's heart thumped, and he immediately turned to Wang Chong. His expression was solemn, and he was much more focused than he had been in the past.
"The danger … has only just begun!"
Whoosh!
The chains began to sway, but this time, there was a subtle difference. At the same time, the highly nervous Wang Chong began to sense that something was amiss.
"Buzz!"
Without any warning, a burst of energy pierced through the fog and locked onto Wang Chong. Wang Chong's body sank as if a thousand-jin cauldron was pressing down on him, and he paled.
"What's going on here?"
Wang Chong came to a sudden stop and raised his head to the sky. Almost subconsciously, Wang Chong believed that this was the work of the first-generation successor and the Origin Immortal Sword Formation. But a moment later, Wang Chong sensed that something was wrong. This energy was completely different from that of the first-generation successor and his flying swords.
Moreover, Wang Chong's ability to disguise himself as a chain had no effect on this energy.
Moreover, this was only the beginning. Even though Wang Chong had stopped, the energy did not stop. However, that aura was far from stopping. In just an instant, that aura increased exponentially at a shocking speed. At the start, Wang Chong only felt his shoulders sink as if a thousand-jin cauldron was pressing down on him, but a few moments later, this' thousand-jin cauldron 'turned into' steel ', and then into a' mountain ', and it was still growing heavier and heavier at a terrifying rate!
This energy was acting on every cell in Wang Chong's body, pressing down on him.
Swoosh!
There was a massive boom as the swaying chains were suddenly pulled straight down, forming a massive 'V' in the air. All the pressure was concentrated on Wang Chong's body, causing Wang Chong's body to creak, the veins on his arms bulging, and the Stellar Energy in his body rumbling.
And this energy continued to multiply. In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's face had turned red.
Clangclangclang! Before Wang Chong could react, the Sword Qi above his head buzzed. This sudden pressure caused Wang Chong's perfect Psychic Energy disguise to waver, revealing a flaw. Meanwhile, those thousands of swords, broken swords, and broken swords that had lost their targets immediately began to howl toward Wang Chong like sharks that had smelled blood.
"Chong-er!"
Cries of alarm came from the distance, the voices of the Evil Emperor and the Chief Of Wushang. Two figures appeared at the end of the stone bridge and began to advance.
"Retreat!"
At this moment, Bagushidu's voice came from up ahead, chilling to the bone.
"No one is allowed to interfere. If any of you dare to interfere, I won't even need your help. I'll kill him on the spot!"
Bagushidu's eyes were sharp and his expression callous. There was no trace of his previous elegant demeanor.
The last part was extremely important to him, and he needed to learn as much as he could from Wang Chong. No one was allowed to interfere during this process.
The footsteps behind him suddenly stopped, and in front of him, Wang Chong's situation had reached an extremely dangerous level.
The Origin Immortal Sword!
According to the information that Bagushidu and the Earth Sect had gathered, the divine sword stabbed in front of the first-generation successor was the treasure that the Origin Immortal Lord had left in his cave. This treasure was the most valuable thing in this cave, and to a certain extent, it was even more valuable than the Origin Immortal Art.
Besides the Origin Immortal Art, this was also the treasure that Bagushidu had to obtain. As long as he obtained this treasure, he could take it back to the Earth Sect and use it as the treasure of the sect, passing it down to the next generation.
But he would not tell Wang Chong any of this.
The Origin Immortal Sword was extremely powerful, and it probably contained the most important martial experience of the Origin Immortal Lord's life. It was definitely not one bit inferior to the Earthblood Cauldron. But obtaining it would not be easy. Anyone who approached in hopes of obtaining the Origin Immortal Sword would have to endure a dreadful pressure.
Although Wang Chong's Psychic Concealment Art could fool the already dead and half-conscious generation, it was not enough to deal with the Origin Immortal Sword that guarded the rear!
Life and death will be decided now!
Bagushidu said to himself as he gazed at the taut chains.
At this moment, Wang Chong was like an object weighing several thousand tons hanging from a chain. His energy was already leaking out, and the thousands of flying swords were surging toward him.
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