Star Sky Professional
Chapter 452 - 364: The Opening of the Sword Realm (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 452: Chapter 364: The Opening of the Sword Realm (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Gong Feiyun’s hand conjured a Flying Sword.

This sword was entirely pure white, suffused with immortal Qi, carrying an endless sharpness; it indeed was a Top Grade Spiritual Treasure of the Fourth Rank.

"Sword name—’Heavenly Immortal’, forged primarily from Outer Heaven Immortal Gold, weighing nine hundred and sixty-two jin, and three chi eight fen in length..."

He performed an ancient courtesy, making every preparation complete.

"Sword name—Rotten Iron!"

Fang Xing brandished the shadow of the Rotten Iron Sword with a light tap, "Remember, the one who will sever your ’Heavenly Immortal’ today, is this very piece of scrap metal and rusty copper!"

"Good ambition!"

Gong Feiyun lunged with his sword.

His sword light was pure white, and his move was One Sword Flying Immortal—ethereal and majestic, beyond ordinary grasp!

The Mana fluctuations of a Nascent Soul Late Stage pressed in.

As a Great True Monarch of the Sword Dao, he could relatively easily defeat other Great True Monarchs, but naturally, killing them was tough.

However, facing a Sword Cultivator of Nascent Soul Middle Stage, he felt the victory was within easy reach.

Whiz!

In the blink of an eye, a golden Sword Qi slashed at Gong Feiyun.

From his chest, a silver talisman combusted without wind, transforming into a spherical shield with countless ancient runes flickering across the surface, blocking the sword strike.

"I’ve been struck?"

"So fast... you... Nascent Soul Late Stage?"

Gong Feiyun instantly retreated, surveying his surroundings.

He had already condensed endless Sword Qi, forming a defense around him.

But under the incredibly fast sword from moments before, his defenses were entirely breached, with only the Sect’s Fifth-Order Talisman saving his life.

At this moment, Mana surged around Fang Xing, also reaching the level of a Nascent Soul Late Stage.

"No wonder..."

Gong Feiyun narrowed his eyes, then suddenly laughed out loud, "Now I know, the Array Spirit deliberately let us fight to the death, like raising a Gu to ultimately bring forth the Gu King!"

"We are both beneficiaries of the Primordial Spirit Sword Sect’s legacy... In the future of the Cultivation World, without sufficient talent and Cultivation, we’d hardly be up to the task."

"Even... Taibai wouldn’t make it, he lacks the platform after Divinity Transformation!"

"Only one of us can inherit the entirety of the Primordial Spirit Sword Sect!"

As the Divine Sense transmitted his words, the ’Heavenly Immortal’ sword changed its pathway, carrying an otherworldly ethereal sensation.

"The Void?"

"It seems, your Flying Sword Lineage has also learned quite a bit at Piaomiao Immortal Palace."

Fang Xing wielded the Rotten Iron Sword casually, as both sides’ Flying Swords fiercely clashed, and boundless Sword Qi overflowed.

Suddenly!

Above Gong Feiyun’s head, his Heavenly Spirit flickered, and his Nascent Soul emerged, wielding a pure white Flying Sword, penetrating the Void, astonishingly mastering Nascent Soul Instant Teleportation and Sword Control!

For high-rank Sword Cultivators, their Lifebound Flying Swords integrated with their Golden Core and Nascent Soul.

Choosing to unsheathe it now meant he was ready to fight to the death.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Around Fang Xing, Nascent Soul shadows flickered, each performing a piercing sword thrust!

’Using the Nascent Soul to command the sword, even though it’s risky, the speed of the strike is even faster than those of my Gold Sword Lineage.’

Fang Xing reached out and touched his head; his All Techniques Ghost Infant emerged, holding the Green Sun Demon Lamp, and blew out nine Purple-Blue Fire Dragons, enveloping the surroundings.

"So, it’s not that your own Cultivation reached the Great True Monarch, but you’ve sacrificed a Nascent Soul Late Stage Second Nascent Soul."

Gong Feiyun’s Sword Infant sneered coldly, and his originally motionless physical body also moved.

"Hmm? An external Cultivation Avatar? You’ve also sacrificed an additional external avatar to control your physical body?"

Fang Xing realized.

Indeed, a Cultivator capable of ascending to Great True Monarch had unique methods.

Gong Feiyun seemed to be neglecting his own physical body on purpose, but in fact, he was secretly harboring a trick with an external avatar.

Had Fang Xing attempted to destroy his physical body, he might have fallen right into a trap!

"Correct guess, but what of it?"

Gong Feiyun’s body flashed a sinister smile, and he conjured a small, silver flag in his hand.

"A Two Realms Banner? No... it must be a replica."

Fang Xing had heard of the renowned Treasure of the Palace of Piaomiao Immortal Palace.

"Even as a replica, it is enough, be swift!"

Gong Feiyun’s external avatar formed seals with both hands, a burst of silver light blossomed forth, shooting toward Fang Xing.

Fang Xing frowned slightly; his Second Nascent Soul wielded the Qingyang Shield, placing it in front of him.

Hum!

The silver light flashed, and both his All Techniques Ghost Infant and Gong Feiyun’s external avatar vanished simultaneously!

"Have I been transported into a special Void, where exit is only possible upon one’s death?"

With a shift in Divine Sense, Fang Xing’s body’s Mana fluctuations fell back to the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, with Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul reappearing in front of him.

"Now... only you and I are left."

A faint voice entered Fang Xing’s ears.

Now, Gong Feiyun still had his main Nascent Soul of Late Stage, which, aside from being more vulnerable, had nearly supreme combat power!

But Fang Xing only had the Cultivation of Nascent Soul Middle Stage to rely on, and his Rotten Iron Sword!

"Die!"

Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul swung his sword.

This sword, like a Heavenly Immortal descending, also harnessed Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, with a momentum like a stampede of thousands of horses!

He was evidently prepared to crush Fang Xing with outright Mana and swordsmanship.

Fang Xing was somewhat speechless, his Rotten Iron Sword slashed out.

This sword thrust, just a single white line.

But in the next instant.

Across the path of the white line, the surging sword force like a stampede of thousands of horses, utterly collapsed.

For all the myriad spells and countless Magic Treasures, in the face of this one sword, they had to bow down.

"One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques?"

Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul was full of shock and disbelief.

He was a rare genius of the Immortal Lineage. Now, as a Nascent Soul Great True Monarch, he still hadn’t comprehended the absolute pinnacle of sword Dao among humans.

Why had a mere cultivator in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage managed to grasp it?

Swoosh!

Fang Xing’s sword light mercilessly shattered the grand momentum of heaven and earth, then fiercely slashed upon the "Heavenly Immortal."

A crack immediately appeared on the blade of this Spiritual Treasure Flying Sword, which let out a mournful cry.

Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul instantly became unstable and was pierced through by the Rotten Iron Sword.

His face bore a strange expression, one of disbelief and a sense of relief: "Perhaps... I was wrong... You are the true heir of the Sword Sect!"

The tiny Nascent Soul gave a tragic smile, then exploded in an instant, turning into countless specks of light that swept across the area.

Rich Spiritual Qi swept across the entire venue.

Then, a silver light flashed in the Void, and the Ghost Infant of All Techniques emerged, still holding a silver small flag in its hand.

"I as the main body have died, and the external avatar has dissipated... So have you won as well?"

Fang Xing put away the small flag and murmured.

Unlike the Second Nascent Soul that constantly sought to betray its main body, the external avatar Divine Skills of Righteous Path cultivators, although slightly less powerful than the Second Nascent Soul, would never betray their main body.

In fact, with the death of the main body, all other external avatars would also dissipate.

...

Primordial Spirit Sword Sect.

Mountain Gate.

"Sky-covering Hand, Five-Finger Mountain!"

Fang Xing’s main body struck out with both palms, sending the nearly Fifth-Order Corpse Refining flying far away.

Then, a giant flaming palm descended from the skies.

—Immortal Martial One Breath Capture!

The nearly Fifth-Order female corpse struggled fiercely but, no matter what, could not break free from the palm of his hand.

"After all, it is not truly a Fifth-Order Corpse Refining!"

...

The Array Spirit glanced backward and suddenly hesitated: "Is he dead?"

"It’s fine if he is dead... Although I am bound by the sect rules and cannot directly punish those of the Immortal Lineage who hold the Mystic Iron Sword Order, those who dare to betray the sect must pay the price..."

His fingertips plucked like playing the strings, manipulating the Spiritual Treasure Flying Swords that filled heaven and earth.

Swoosh swoosh!

At this moment, among the countless Spiritual Treasure Flying Swords, the three Fifth-Order Primordial Spirit Flying Swords suddenly moved!

An anciently designed flying sword, shaped with a Flood Dragon swallowing at its tip, transformed into a surge of purple lightning and fiercely pierced the chest of Old Demon Meng’s thousand-zhang Demon Body!

"Roar!"

Old Demon Meng howled to the sky, waving his only remaining demon arm.

His five arms had already been chopped off one by one by Yu Heavenly Venerable, Divine Talisman Venerable, Qin Fairy, and other Divinity Transformation cultivators in the duel of magic that took place over this period.

"Please proceed on your journey, fellow Daoist."

Yu Heavenly Venerable held the Nine Profound Demon-Slaying Sword high, surrounded by peculiar runes, and slashed with his sword!

Boom!

A pure white beam of light enveloped Old Demon Meng.

The thousand-zhang Demon Body quickly dissipated, followed by Old Demon Meng’s own body...

"This time... it’s your win."

Old Demon Meng’s Demon Body continued to dissipate, his voice alone echoing back and forth in the Void.

Until the end, he completely turned into nothingness, leaving behind only a Mystic Iron Sword Order.

"Hm? It turns out not to be Old Demon Meng’s main body but his Second Primordial Spirit?"

Divine Talisman Venerable was taken aback: "He even deceived me?"

"A pity... only a Second Primordial Spirit has been slain."

The Array Spirit cursed: "These old demons are always so cautious."

After cursing, he cast a somewhat suspicious glance at Yu Heavenly Venerable and several Divinity Transformation cultivators.

’These Divinity Transformation cultivators, one by one eager for ascension and infinite lifespan, have very low bottom lines... No, they have no bottom line at all... It’s entirely possible that even the leader of the Righteous Path, at the end of his lifespan, would willingly turn to the demonic path...’

’This victory over Old Demon Meng came a little too easily...’

The Array Spirit was somewhat worried.

"Array Spirit, now that the five Mystic Iron Sword Orders have been gathered, is it possible to open the Sword Realm?"

Yu Heavenly Venerable’s Divine Sense moved, and the Mystic Iron Sword Orders flew into the Array Spirit’s hands.

"Of course, it’s possible... But remember the agreement with me, you must slay that ancient demon!"

The Array Spirit spoke.

"Of course... We have all made an oath with our Primordial Spirits."

Divine Talisman Venerable and the others nodded repeatedly.

"Enough."

With a wave from the Array Spirit, a flash of silver light passed.

When they reappeared, everyone was already at the edge of a lake.

Fang Xing’s Cultivation Avatar had also been teleported here, a look of amazement and disbelief on his face, before running behind his main body.

"Hm? Where’s Feiyun?"

Yu Heavenly Venerable exclaimed angrily, his gaze fixed on Fang Xing’s Cultivation Avatar.

"Ah... The heir of the Immortal Lineage and the heir of the Gold Sword Lineage fought a fair duel on the Life and Death Platform, and then he died."

The Array Spirit sighed in surprise and continued: "However, according to the rules of the Primordial Spirit Sword Sect, this is reasonable. On the Life and Death Platform, grievances are settled."

Yu Heavenly Venerable’s gaze swept across Fang Xing, then turned to Fang Xing’s main body: "Good, very good... Array Spirit, we can begin."

’Heh, worthy of old monsters that have lived for a thousand years, their emotions are so indifferent... Uh, I seem to have lived longer than all of you, but... I wonder if that counts as living...’

The Array Spirit scoffed to himself, then with a slight gesture, the five Mystic Iron Sword Orders rose into the sky. In mid-air, they combined to form a Five-pointed Iron Plate.

Suddenly, the iron plate erupted with bright light, turning into numerous odd golden and silver scripts that entered the Void.

The multitude of scripts coalesced, penetrated deep into the Void, as if forming a gate.

The gate slowly opened, allowing everyone’s Divine Senses to see a myriad of exotic flowers and plants inside, including Lake Heart Island, the Bronze Giant Tripod...