Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 365

[365. Chapter 365: Sword Realm Opening (asking for monthly ticket)]

A flying sword appeared in Gong Feiyun’s hand.

The sword is pure white in color, ethereal and has an endless sharpness. It is indeed a fourth-grade, top-quality spiritual treasure.

“The sword is named ‘Heavenly Fairy’. It is made of celestial gold. It weighs nine hundred and sixty-two kilograms and is three inches and eight tenths of an inch long…”

He performed an ancient ritual and made all preparations.

“The sword’s name is – Rotten Iron!”

Fang Xing’s hand showed the shadow of a rotten iron sword, and he lightly pointed it: “Remember, what will cut off your ‘Heavenly Immortal’ today is this piece of rotten copper and iron of mine!”

“What a great ambition!”

Gong Feiyun thrust out with a sword.

His sword light is pure white, and his sword moves are like a fairy flying in the sky, ethereal and majestic, and incomparable!

The fluctuations of magic power from the late Nascent Soul stage came pressing down.

As a great master of swordsmanship, he can defeat other great masters relatively easily, but of course, it is difficult to kill them.

However, facing a swordsman in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, he thought it would be easy to defeat him.

Swoosh!
At this moment, a golden sword light slashed at Gong Feiyun.

A silver talisman in his arms ignited without wind and turned into a spherical light shield with countless ancient runes flashing on its surface, blocking the sword.

“I was stabbed?”

“So fast…you…are you in the late Nascent Soul stage?”

Gong Feiyun stepped back instantly and looked around him.

He had already condensed infinite sword energy and turned it into defense all over his body.

But under the extremely fast sword strike just now, all of them were broken, and only the sect’s fifth-level talisman saved his life.

At this time, the magic power around Fang Xing surged, and actually reached the late Nascent Soul level.

“No wonder…”

Gong Feiyun narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed: “Now I know, the formation spirit deliberately wants you and me to fight to the death, just like raising a Gu, you must raise a Gu King!”

“We are all people who have inherited the legacy of the Yuanshen Sword Sect… In the future world of immortal cultivation, if we don’t have enough talent and cultivation, it will be difficult for us to take on important responsibilities.”

“Even… Taibai can’t do it, he doesn’t have the backing of a god!”

“Only one of us can inherit the Yuanshen Sword Sect!”

When the divine consciousness transmitted the sound, the sword path of “Heavenly Immortal” changed again, carrying a sense of emptiness and ethereality.

“Void?”

“It seems that you, the Flying Sword Clan, have also learned a lot in Piaomiao Immortal Palace.”

Fang Xing swung the rotten iron sword in his hand at will, and the flying swords of both sides fought fiercely, with endless sword energy overflowing.

Suddenly!

Gong Feiyun’s head flashed, and his Nascent Soul emerged, holding a pure white flying sword in his hand, breaking into the void. The Nascent Soul actually teleported and flew the sword!
The natal flying sword of a high-level sword cultivator merged with the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul.

Pulling it out at this time is obviously a desperate move.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Around Fang Xing, a series of Nascent Soul shadows flashed, all of them piercing the air with a sword!
“Using the Nascent Soul to control the sword is dangerous, but the speed of the sword is faster than that of me, a member of the Golden Sword lineage.”

Fang Xing stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head, and the ghost baby of all things emerged. Holding the Qingyang Magic Lamp in his hand, he blew out nine purple-green fire dragons that enveloped the surroundings.

“It turns out that you didn’t reach the Great True Lord level in your own cultivation, but you cultivated the second Nascent Soul in the late Nascent Soul stage.”

Gong Feiyun’s sword baby sneered, and his originally stagnant body actually moved as well.

“Hmm? An incarnation? Did you also cultivate an incarnation to control your physical body?”

Fang Xing understood.

As expected, the cultivators who can be promoted to the Great True Lord all have unique methods.

Gong Feiyun seemed to be deliberately ignoring his physical body, but in fact he was secretly planning to create an incarnation.

If I go over there and prepare to destroy his body, I might fall into a trap!
“You guessed right, but so what?”

Gong Feiyun’s body revealed a strange smile, and a small silver flag appeared in his hand.

“The Two Worlds Banner? No… it should just be a replica.”

Fang Xing had also heard of the famous treasure that guarded the Piaomiao Immortal Palace.

“Although it’s a replica, it’s good enough, Ji!”

Gong Feiyun’s external incarnation clasped his hands together, and a layer of silver light burst out, shooting towards Fang Xing.

Fang Xing frowned slightly, and his second Nascent Soul controlled the Qingyang Cover to block in front of him.

Buzz!
With a flash of silver light, his Wanfa ghost baby and Gong Feiyun’s external incarnation disappeared at the same time!
“Being moved into a special void? Only one of them can leave after death?”

Fang Xing’s spiritual consciousness moved, and the fluctuation of his magic power dropped back to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul reappeared in front of him.

“Now…it’s just you and me.”

A faint voice came into Fang Xing’s ears.

Now, Gong Feiyun only has his main Nascent Soul in the late Nascent Soul stage. Except for being easily injured, his combat power is almost top-notch!

But Fang Xing was only at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and had a rotten iron sword in his hand!

“die!”

Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul swung out a sword.

This sword was like a fairy from outer space, and it also attracted the spiritual energy
of heaven and earth, and it was as powerful as a thousand horses galloping! He was preparing to crush Fang Xing with his upright magic power and swordsmanship…

Fang Xing was a little speechless, and slashed out with the rotten iron sword.

When the sword was thrust out, only a white line was left.

But the next moment.

Wherever the white line passed, the sword force that was like a thousand horses galloping suddenly collapsed.

No matter how many magic spells or how many magic weapons there are, they will all be defeated by this sword.

“One sword can break all laws?”

Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul was filled with horror and disbelief.

He is a rare genius in the Feixian lineage. Now he is already a Yuanying Great True Lord, but he has not yet comprehended the pinnacle of this worldly swordsmanship.

Why can a person in the middle stage of Yuanying achieve such understanding?

Swoosh!
Fang Xing’s sword light was like a whirlwind, breaking the power of heaven and earth, and then severely beheaded the “Heavenly Immortal”.

A crack immediately appeared on the blade of this magical flying sword, and a mournful cry was heard.

Gong Feiyun’s Nascent Soul immediately became unstable and was pierced through the heart by the rotten iron sword.

The expression on his face was very strange, with both disbelief and relief: “Maybe… I was wrong… You are the true heir of the Sword Sect!”

The little Nascent Soul smiled miserably, and exploded in an instant, turning into spots of light all over the sky.

A rich spiritual energy swept across the entire venue.

Then, a silver light flashed in the void, and the ghost baby of all things came out, holding a small silver banner in its hand.

“My body died, and my external incarnation also dissipated… So you won too?”

Fang Xing put away the small banner and murmured.

This is different from the second Yuanying who always wants to retaliate against the original body.

The incarnation of a righteous cultivator has great magical powers. Although its magic power is slightly inferior to that of the second Nascent Soul, it will never betray the original body.

Even once the original body dies, the other incarnations will also disappear.

…

Yuanshen Sword Sect.

Mountain gate.

“Heaven-covering Hand, Five Finger Mountain!”

Fang Xing stretched out both palms and knocked the quasi-fifth-level refined corpse far away.

Then, a huge flaming palm fell from the sky.

——Xianwu’s powerful capture in one breath!

The quasi-fifth-level female corpse struggled violently, but could not escape from his palm no matter what.

“After all, it’s not a true fifth-level corpse refinement!”

…

The formation spirit glanced back and was suddenly startled: “Is he dead?”

“It’s better to die… Although I can’t directly punish the Feixian lineage holding the Black Iron Sword Order due to the sect’s rules, but those who dare to betray the master will always have to pay the price…”

His fingertips were like plucking the strings of a musical instrument, controlling the magical flying swords that filled the sky and earth.

whoosh!

At this moment, among the countless spiritual flying swords, the three fifth-order Yuanshen flying swords suddenly moved!
A flying sword with an ancient shape and a dragon swallowing mouth turned into a purple lightning and suddenly pierced into the chest of Meng Lao Mo’s thousand-foot demon body!
“Ang!”

The old demon Meng roared towards the sky and waved his only remaining demon arm.

His five arms had been chopped off one by one by Yu Tianzun, Shenfu Zunzhe, Qin Xianzi and other incarnation cultivators during the battles during this period.

“Please get on the road, fellow Taoist.”

Yu Tianzun raised the Nine Mysterious Demon Slayer Sword high, strange runes surrounded his body, and slashed with the sword!
Boom!

A beam of pure white light enveloped the old demon Meng.

The thousand-foot demon body quickly dissipated, and was followed by the body of the old demon Meng…

“This time… you win.”

The demon body of Demon Meng continued to dissipate, leaving only a voice echoing back and forth in the void.

In the end, it completely turned into nothingness, leaving only a black iron sword order falling.

“Huh? It’s not the original body of Demon Meng, but his second spirit?”

The Divine Talisman Venerable was surprised: “You even hid it from me?”

“What a pity… I only killed one Second Spirit.”

The formation spirit cursed: “These old demons are always cautious in their actions.”

After he finished cursing, he glanced at Yu Tianzun and several other gods with some suspicion.

“These Divine Transformation cultivators, in order to ascend to heaven and have an infinite lifespan, have very low bottom lines… no, they simply have no bottom line… Therefore, they are completely untrustworthy. Perhaps the leader of the righteous path will take the initiative to become a demon when his lifespan is approaching the end…”

“This time, killing the old demon Meng was a little too smooth…”

The formation spirit was a little worried.

“Array Spirit, now that the five Black Iron Sword Orders have been collected, I wonder if we can open the Sword Realm?”

As Yu Tianzun’s spiritual consciousness moved, the black iron sword flew into the hands of the formation spirit.

“Of course you can… But remember your agreement with me. You must kill that ancient demon!”

The formation spirit spoke.

“Of course… we have all sworn a spiritual oath.”

Venerable Shenfu and others nodded repeatedly.

“That’s all.”

The formation spirit waved his hand and a silver light flashed.

When they appeared again, they had arrived at the edge of a lake.

Fang Xing’s immortal clone was also moved here, with a look of surprise and doubt on his face, and then ran behind the original body.

“Hmm? Where’s Feiyun?”

Yu Tianzun said in shock and anger, his eyes directly staring at Fang Xing’s immortal clone.

“Oh my…the heir of the Feixian lineage and the heir of the Jinjian lineage fought a fair duel on the stage of life and death, and then died.”

The formation spirit exclaimed, and then said: “But according to the rules of Yuanshen Sword Sect, this is reasonable. On the stage of life and death, all grudges are cleared.”

Yu Tianzun glanced at Fang Xing, then looked at Fang Xing’s true self: “Okay, very good… Array Spirit, we can begin.”

“Hehe, as expected of an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, your emotions are just dull… Uh, I seem to have lived longer than you, but… I don’t know if it can be considered alive…”

The formation spirit complained in his heart and waved his hand slightly. Five black iron swords soared into the sky and combined in mid-air to form a pentagonal iron plate.

A strong light suddenly burst out from the iron plate and transformed into strange gold and silver seal characters that disappeared into the void.

Countless seal characters condensed and penetrated into the void, as if turning into a door.

The door slowly opened, allowing everyone to see countless exotic flowers and plants, as well as the island in the middle of the lake and the huge bronze tripod…

The third update will be later

(end of this chapter)