Chapter 1070 - Guiluo Mystic Yin Body (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Everyone was stunned, so much so that they thought their eyes were deceiving them and were hallucinating.

Not only had that terrifying attack not killed him, it barely scratched him or even left a mark on his clothes. It was as if both the cultivators and Mo Wen had not existed in the same dimensional plane—absolutely nothing happened!

“I’m not dreaming, am I? That’s not possible. How can that be possible?”

“Did that blow really land on him? It didn’t miss, did it?”

“How could it have missed? Your brain might be missing, but there’s no way such an attack could miss,” someone retorted, irked, and unable to hold back. Mo Wen had been standing there, unmoving, so how could that attack have missed? If they could miss even under those circumstances, why would they be here attacking the city? They would long have been wiped out by the Yingyun City cultivators.

Huai Hongxiu was shocked, disbelief written all over her face. How could that be? He was completely unaffected?

“What happened there, older sister?” The Huai Clan second young mistress was stunned.

“He must have cultivated some special kind of remarkable power, and that’s why he’s not afraid of such an attack,” Huai Hongxiu could only come up with that explanation.

But, in her heart, she was relieved beyond measure. It turned out that this Mo Wen was no lunatic at all. He indeed had a plan, which was why he had not been afraid of going out. The thing was that his actions were simply unexpected and indeed unprecedented, and to add to that, the outcome that was even more shocking. It was unlikely that even a Supreme Profundity Realm cultivator would dare do something like this.

In the distance, the Muhong City Mayor was troubled and frowned, but did not display any anxiety outwardly. He would not have acted as recklessly as this Tide Changing Realm cultivator. A cultivator at the Supreme Profundity Realm intermediary stage would have been able to deal with a blow like that. However, for a cultivator at the Supreme Profundity Realm preliminary stage, that was not possible, and he, for one, could not pull off something like this.

However, for cultivators at the Supreme Profundity Realm preliminary stage who had cultivated special secret techniques, this was undoubtedly possible. After all, there were all sorts of people in the world. And even among cultivators of an equal level, there was always another that was stronger. Any cultivators who possessed remarkable powers were unique in their own right.

One thing was sure—this young man would be a handful to deal with!

All of the Muhong City cultivators stared at the scene in trepidation. As it sunk in, they realized that the situation had changed and would not be as easy as they had initially thought.

Mo Wen advanced, a step at a time, and the aura that emanated from his body increased with every step. After a thousand steps, his aura peaked, and even a cultivator with a great attainment of the Tide Changing Realm could not compare.

A flashing sword appeared in his hand, giving off a brilliant light and manifesting as a fierce flame. That sword was sacred, exceptional in form, and imbued with unique powers. In the hand of its bearer, it presented a dignified and overwhelming presence…

The Sacred Flame Sword! This unique sword was a Hundred Spirit Sacred Treasure. Although the seal on it had not yet been completely undone and it was still just a heaven spiritual treasure, the sword already possessed a special aura unique to sacred treasures since there was only one seal left on it.

The Sacred Flame Sword flashed fiercely, then a bolt of deadly Sword Qi shot up in the sky. The Sword Qi, a thousand feet long, swept out majestically, and hundreds of Muhong City cultivators fell instantly.

How could the average cultivator withstand the power of Mo Wen’s sword? How could they withstand even a blow from a heaven spiritual treasure?

Mo Wen killed a hundred people in a single step. After three or four more steps, hundreds more died at his hands. Among the cultivators who had died, some were at the Primordial Soul Realm, and others at the Tide Changing Realm. The casualties piled up fast, as he continued his advance, he looked in every way like a God of War.

“A heaven spiritual treasure!”