Chapter 1198
Di Hao stepped towards Ye Wuchen, his God Burying Bell shaking everyone to their core . Ye Wuchen felt his mind come under serious attack . His Swordsman’s Will trembled .
A sword clashed and shrieked in his mind, looking bright and resplendent . But the sword shook under the toll of the bell .
The God Burying Bell wanted to destroy the sword and tear it completely apart .
A beam of brilliant light was melded into the sword, protecting it . The terrible sword will shot out of his eyes, piercing into the eyes of Di Hao, who was still walking towards him .
Ye Wuchen’s Sword Spirit was a Spirit Elemental . The sword had tempered his willpower . It was firm and unshakable . And his Swordsman’s Will was extremely stable .
The swordsman’s state of mind was unblemished . His will could not be destroyed .
But even so, the God Burying Bell was still difficult to bear .
But he still took a step forward, single-minded, his sword will moving with him . The world between him and Di Hao turned into a world of illusory swords . There were swords everywhere .
Di Hao swept his gaze over the illusory swords, looking indifferent . The bell still rang, and he knew what was an illusion and what was real .
At the same time as that, the Precious Cauldrons flew over . They were engraved with a pattern like a mighty dragon that had been to be extraordinary . Endless Precious Cauldrons descended, slamming towards Ye Wuchen, trying to break everything around him .
Seventh Swordsman was not there, and so Di Hao was the foremost person in the Dali Dynasty below the Saint level . His power was clear for all to see, and his knowledge of the Great Path seemed infinitesimally close to that of a Saint . He traversed a great distance with a single step .
Ye Wuchen felt like he was under thousands of pounds of pressure . But he still held his back up straight, like the edge of a sword .
He formed a sword mudra in front of him, and instantly, thousands of swords were floating in the air and whirling around his body, pointing up into the air .
The endless swords formed a sword matrix, and they howled as they surrounded Ye Wuchen . One after another, the swords slashed through the air up into the sky, thundering towards the falling Precious Cauldrons .
There was the sound of a shocking collision above Ye Wuchen . The Precious Cauldrons rotated as they fell, seeking to crush everything below them . But Ye Wuchen’s swordsmanship swallowed them up, trying to destroy the power of the Great Path within them .
An even more powerful sword will wrapped around Ye Wuchen . He was covered in swords .
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The thing was, when practicing swordsmanship, more swords did not necessarily make you more powerful; it was all in how powerful the swords were .
“I will use my sword for the Path . ”
Ye Wuchen looked very solemn . He closed his eyes and traced a seal in front of him . Divine light bloomed from him, and threads of will went flying towards his swords and melded into them .
Suddenly, Ye Wuchen’s body became indistinct . It was as if he was not real .
Threads of sword will flowed from him . He seemed to become a part of all the swords . Each sword appeared in his mind; they were like his hands and feet . They were now a part of his body .
When a sword bore the will of heaven and earth, it could cut through the air .
“Block!” A sword cut through the air, slamming into a falling Precious Cauldron . The dragon patterned cauldron resonated wildly but kept falling .
“Block!” After that, another sword came .
The sound of collisions rang out incessantly as sword after sword collided with the falling dragon patterned cauldrons . Each time a cauldron fell into the sword filled air below; cracks appeared in it .
There was a loud noise . It was as if the air itself were splitting apart . All the Precious Cauldrons were shattered . They had been destroyed in an instant .
Di Hao stared at Ye Wuchen . At that moment, the indistinct Ye Wuchen was like a statue, standing there without moving . He seemed to have become a sword of the Great Path himself .
He knew that, at this moment, Ye Wuchen had almost no defensive power . If he could break through his swords, it would go badly for him .
Di Hao stepped forward through the air, towards the space above Ye Wuchen’s head . His Precious Cauldron life spirit howled as it descended upon Ye Wuchen’s head . It constantly grew bigger as it fell until it became a divine cauldron that blocked out the sun . The power of the Great Path was within it .
The radiance of the Great Path descended from above the cauldron, powerful enough to destroy anything . Countless illusory Precious Cauldrons fell behind it . The whole area became a deathtrap . The swords rattled . It seemed that they were being crushed and could not move .
But the clattering swords continued to rotate, breaking up and counterbalancing the will of the Precious Cauldrons, and tearing through the air . They rose and shattered the illusions of Precious Cauldrons and shot towards Di Hao’s Precious Cauldron life spirit .
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But just as they reached it, the Precious Cauldron just shook and sped up to suppress it .
Ye Wuchen drew another seal in the air, and thousands of sword wills rose, slamming wildly into the dragon patterned cauldron, slowing its descent . The two forces clashed wildly .
Up in the sky, Di Hao’s sword spirit clattered and shrieked . The matter around him coalesced into Swords of Kasypa .
The Swords of Kasypa that had just formed shot towards Ye Wuchen, aiming for the finger he was using to draw seals .
The swords shot through the air, seeming to ignore the vast distance between them .
Ye Wuchen seemed to sense this, and his swords suddenly lined up in front of him, protecting his flesh . They shot out in all directions, colliding with the Swords of Kasypa that were flying towards him . The swords cracked and shattered each other .
Di Hao stepped forward, and the ringing of his bell shook the sky . Swords of Kasypa continued to form and shoot, being created as quickly as they were destroyed .
“How many swords do you have?” Di Hao’s voice melded with the ringing of the bell of the Great Path, thundering downward . Under the assault of three different powers, Ye Wuchen was subject to an immense amount of pressure . A line of scarlet blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth . But he made no sound . He still stood there with his eyes closed .
Not many people at the edge of the Crimson River were watching Ye Wuchen’s battle . Most of them were watching others, such as Yu Sheng fighting off the three great cultivators of the Demon Peacock Emperor’s Realm by himself . Their collisions shook the air . Every attack contained unimaginable power . It was truly astonishing .
But Ye Futian was paying more attention to Ye Wuchen’s battle .
This was not the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon . Yu Sheng . There would be no use in Yu Sheng helping Ye Wuchen and the others .
They had insisted on taking part in this battle . They had wanted to experience this kind of fighting . If Yu Sheng came and helped them, what good would it do them?
Di Hao’s three life spirits had all appeared . He was so close to the Great Path and was using his full power to attack . Wuchen would improve a lot from this, even though he was under so much pressure .
And it was not only Ye Wuchen; at that moment, Huang Jiuge was being crushed by Dong Chen .
Dong Chen’s vajra body was tall and mighty, like a divine vajra . Its many arms were striking out with many palm prints, crushing everything in their path .
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Huang Jiuge’s life spirit bloomed . His Renhuang body was tall and imperial, but unfortunately, it only had the form of a Renhuang, not the power . But even so, it held a sword pointed at the sky, cutting through the oncoming palm prints . This lasted until the powerful pressure from the palm prints reached him, and it crushed him to the ground, making it difficult to move . His arms trembled slightly .
Dong Chen did not give him a chance to fight back . After he had crushed him, thousands of illusions shrieked forward and descended upon Huang Jiuge . Many shadows overlapped into one . He struck down with one finger towards Huang Jiuge’s face .
Dong Chen’s most powerful attack was God Destroyer . This descending finger contained the attack power of the Great Path and could destroy men, gods, and ghosts .
Huang Jiuge stared up at Dong Chen and gave a great cry . Renhuang light flowed from him, and an incomparably overbearing power swept out, slamming into Dong Chen . But it did not stop his finger .
The finger descended, and a terrible strangling force rushed towards Huang Jiuge . It raged in his mind, destroying everything .
At that moment, blood was running down Huang Jiuge’s brow . His eyes were closed, and his Renhuang will was protecting his spiritual will . But Dong Chen’s finger continued to assault his spiritual willpower .
“You still won’t admit defeat?” called Dong Chen . The voice shook Huang Jiuge’s mind .
In Huang Jiuge’s mind, his spiritual will was constantly bursting and evaporating . Lines of brilliant divine light were flowing, taking him back many years .
At the battle of the Imperial Mausoleum, his father had died protecting the tomb . He had traded his life to allow Huang Jiuge to enter the tomb and inherit the power of his ancestors .
He had inherited the power of the Great Path, and his ancestors had used Renhuang will to cleanse his spiritual willpower and grant the power to him .
So why had he still not reached enlightenment?
He had dishonored his father’s death and his ancestors .
Blood kept running down his brow, but the light still shone brilliantly . Huang Jiuge had not given up .
Ye Futian was uneasy as he beheld this scene . He had nothing to say . After the battle at the Imperial Mausoleum, Huang Jiuge’s personality had changed . He was no longer as bold and generous as before, but had become more restrained and silent .
In that battle, Huang Xi had traded his life so that his son could inherit the will of their ancestors .
Huang Jiuge was presumably carrying a heavy burden . In this way, Wuchen was much more free than Jiuge . His sword was simple and unblemished .
He hoped that Huang Jiuge could break through one day .
Images flashed in Huang Jiuge’s mind . He seemed to be able to see the scene of him inheriting his ancestors’ power .
His ancestors had had the power of Renhuang . Their chariots had thundered across the world, and everyone bowed to them . Wherever they pointed their sword, the heavens paled .
With longsword and longbow, they had raged against destiny and the power of the gods .
How magnificent it had been .
But now, even though he had inherited his ancestors’ power, he was being crushed . And he had still not reached enlightenment .
The world was in turmoil, and the Renhuang will within him was vast . It spread throughout heaven and earth, and a suffocating force filled the area . It seemed that Renhuang had truly arrived .
Huang Jiuge squeezed his eyes shut even tighter . He seemed to have forgotten that he was under attack . All that he could see was that magnificent scene .
He forgot about rule power; he forgot about the Great Path . He just used all his might to try and feel the images before him . Before his father had died, he had used the power of his ancestor Renhuang to step upon the Great Path . Had he seen the magnificent things Huang Jiuge was now seeing?
Dong Chen frowned . He suddenly felt immense pressure . It was everywhere, like the power of Renhuang was there .
It seemed that this area could not contain any other Paths .
Huang Jiuge’s Renhuang body seemed to become larger and mightier . A burst of power came from within him, making Dong Chen’s vajra body come under enormous pressure .
At that moment, Huang Jiuge opened his eyes . They seemed to have changed, becoming more imperious . As he looked at him, Dong Chen felt only that he should bow and submit .
Woosh! A wild aura swept out . Terrifying illusions appeared, a battle matrix that crushed heaven and earth, surging forth and slamming violently into Dong Chen . He felt his will was being dominated .
This was the Path of Renhuang . Dong Chen could naturally see the blood of Renhuang flowing upon the body of the one he was fighting, even though he had never attained enlightenment .
But now, he could feel the power of the Path of Renhuang!