dred years.”The King of Spellcasters in the Five Realms is actually a strong expert in the Fish-Dragon Realm.“With your abilities, you could easily handle one or two Law King mages. However, if all fo...Zhang Ruochin said: "In today's era, the Nine Great Ancient Paths are the strongest sacred paths. Although there are many cultivators of the Sword Dao, in the face of the Nine Great Ancient Paths, it will be suppressed. Alas! The Sword Ancestor died young, and the Sword Dao fell into a long night. Swords don't dare to come out, and sword spirits are not passed down. I didn't expect that even the former divine swords were covered in rust, their edges decayed, unable to cut people."
The six swords of the Heavenly Generals seemed to be empathizing with each other, all trembling sadly.
"Has kendo fallen this far" asked the divine sword.
Zhang Ruchen said, "It's not fallen. It's still ranked among the Seventy-Two Supreme Sacred Paths, but it's below the Nine Ancient Ways."
Once again, the divine sword appears, inquiring about the nine ancient paths of Eternal Dao. What are these seven-two supreme saintly paths, equivalent to the sword path
Zhang Ruochin answered each question one by one.
My fragmented memories faintly recall that in ancient times, swordsmanship and the way of Genji were renowned together. And even more so, it was primarily used to assist in the cultivation of swordsmanship. Unexpectedly, now, it has surpassed swordsmanship.
During the golden age of swordsmanship, knife fighting was merely a minor path. Now, it has even reached the point where it can stand shoulder to shoulder with swordsmanship.
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The Six Sacred Swords sighed wistfully. In their eyes, the swordsmanship should belong to the world's best.
The blade reaches its zenith, harmonizing with truth, severing fate, shattering darkness, cleaving space, breaking the river of time, its sharpness surpassing even light.
"Who said the Divine Sword can't kill people"
One sword, within its body, was struck by a deafening roar that shook the heavens.
Immediately, a surge of sword energy erupted, causing the blood mist and black qi that enveloped it to dissipate.
A sword qi descended from the heavens, cleaving towards the earth below like a torrent of clouds.
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On the ground, like dragon-like mountains and rivers, were cut a deep ravine dozens of miles long.
Space, too, is trembling.
"Wow, this place is heavily guarded with dao locks everywhere, restricting all movements, yet it can still unleash such immense power. Hmm... what's that"
Zhang Ruochin stared intently.
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Where the divine sword's sword qi had struck, a thick layer of demonic clouds rose from the land. As black as an ink sea, they pulsed with a terrifying aura.
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A strange and eerie cry, both familiar and alien, echoed from the maelstrom of magic.
The distance was too close, and without the Heavenly Flute's suppression, the eerie sounds came in waves. Zhang Ruochen suddenly felt his negative emotions surge, bloodshot veins appearing in his eyes.
Although Ji Fanxin and Bai Qing'er had strong spiritual power, they were still affected, and their situation was not much better than Zhang Ruochin's.
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The three immediately sat cross-legged, holding fast to their original intentions.
This is a pseudo-god level attack, not something a Saint Realm cultivator can withstand.
The Tian Dao flute flew up, emitting a soft and pure white light.
As the flute sounded, divine light and sound waves enveloped the three of them. The eerie voices gradually weakened their influence on Zhang Ruochen, Bai Qing'er, and Ji Fanxin, and their minds calmed down.
"Whoosh!"
In the sea of ink-like clouds, a gigantic shadow over ten li long soared up, charging towards the Celestial Flute.
Divine power and demonic energy surged like a tidal wave, crashing down upon Zhang Ruochin and his companions.
The three were like fallen leaves in the wind, or a small boat on the vast sea, ready to die at any moment.
Zhang Ruochin saw the shadow and was both surprised and astonished.
Rather than being a divine tool, it's more like a puppet beast.
Zhang Ruochin clasped his hands together, summoning the immovable King Ming's form to protect him. He also released an infinite cosmic truth field to withstand the demonic energy's assault.
Ji Fanxin's hands formed a lotus flower seal next to the .
Then, a phantom of a lotus flower appeared, enveloping the three of them.
Bai Qing'er is now gravely wounded. Facing a demonic bird of pseudo-divine level, escape is impossible. Therefore, she only released the power of Dao domain and the chaotic primordial origin.
All their tactics, including the divine light of the Celestial Flute, were effortlessly shattered by the Earth Demon Sparrow.
Zhang Ruochin didn't place his hopes on the Zang Jin Baihu. His sharp gaze was fixed on the demon crow's palace-sized claws, and silently, he took out the Shenlong Riyue Chaos Tower and hid it in his sleeve.
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Suddenly, a gigantic sword over ten li long slashed down, striking the Demon Bird and sending it flying diagonally before crashing back into the crimson mountains.
The giant sword's blade flew past Zhang Ruochen's head, rolling flames and surging divine power.
He could clearly see the rust stains on the blade, as well as the huge gouges etched along its edge. But even so, this broken sword held terrifying power, capable of cleaving through demigods.
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