Chapter 405 - Ninth Tribulation Scattered Immortal, Tenth (1/2)

True God!

Zhou Xuanji frowned; he had once again heard this term.

He looked at Qin Mohuai; this fellow had power that surpassed that of Great Tribulation Scattered Immortals?

What was above Great Tribulation Scattered Immortals?

Qin Mohuai flipped his right hand and a massive saber appeared in his hand. This saber was five feet long and was curved like a crescent moon. It was completely black and danced with a cold light.

He slowly rose up, a savage smile on his face.

The more he looked at Zhou Xuanji, the greater the envy in his eyes became.

“You don’t know what is above Great Tribulation Scattered Immortals?” Qin Mohuai coldly laughed as he said, “Then I’ll tell you: above the Nine Tribulations of Scattered Immortals are Ten Revolutions of Golden Immortals. Even though you have First Class talent, it’s a pity that you’ve never seen a broader sky.”

Qi Nurturing, Foundation Building, Enlightening, Inner Pellet, Soul Fountain, Astral Infant, Astral Projection, Spirit Refinement, Great Realization!

Nine Tribulations of Scattered Immortals!

Ten Revolutions of Golden Immortals!

After that was True God?

Or was there an intermediary realm in between?

Zhou Xuanji thought to himself, feeling more and more displeased.

This fellow’s tone was incredibly arrogant.

He stood on his river of swords and looked down at Qin Mohuai as he asked, “You’re a Golden Immortal?”

Qin Mohuai gave a disdainful laugh, “You think I’d need Golden Immortal cultivation to kill you?”

Boom!

He suddenly shot towards Zhou Xuanji, slashing with his saber.

When the two of them were 100 meters away, Zhou Xuanji instinctively swung his sword.

Clang!

Zhou Xuanji was sent flying back, crashing into a mountain 1,000 meters away. His body was embedded into the face of the mountain, and his swords all fell on the ground.

Baihao Yixin covered his face and said, “As expected, the distance between a Great Tribulation Scattered Immortal and a Golden Immortal cannot be bridged.”

He had personally seen how great Zhou Xuanji’s power was.

It surpassed that of Great Tribulation Scattered Immortals, but it was a pity that it could not compare to a First Revolution Golden Immortal.

Feng Kule was dumbfounded; wasn’t this gap in strength a bit too big?

The demonic flames around Qin Mohuai billowed as he flew towards Zhou Xuanji, a look of arrogance and condescension on his face.

A First Class Great Emperor who had not yet grown did not amount to much!

Compared to that person, this boy did not deserve to be a First Class Great Emperor!

At that moment, Zhou Xuanji slowly got up and nine Sword Souls condensed behind his back, shining with powerful light, looking holy and domineering.

He was expressionless and a nine sword violet Taichi diagram appeared on his forehead. His eyes also became violet-colored as his black hair fluttered, his aura becoming completely different.

Swish! Swish! Swish…

His swords flew in front of him, and Qin Mohuai did not stop him.

Zhou Xuanji stretched his neck from side to side as he said, “Black gecko demon, has anyone who has angered me told you about me? Oh, no they haven’t, because they’re all dead.”

He gripped the Sun-Devouring Tiangou Sword and the Dream-Devouring Heavenly Lord Sword as he stood on his river of swords, drawing near to Qin Mohuai.

So what if he was a First Revolution Golden Immortal?

He was only one level higher than a Ninth Tribulation Scattered Immortal!

Battle intent danced in Zhou Xuanji’s eyes and his body became golden as he shot out with his nine Sword Souls.

Qin Mohuai raised his saber and slashed, and in that moment, an eerie wind suddenly began to blow, rushing towards Zhou Xuanji from all directions. They turned into countless wind blades, each of which were tens of metres long, as if they were going to rip the sky apart.

Zhou Xuanji vigorously cast the Tri-source Vein Severing Sword and sword qi exploded out, destroying all of the wind blades around him.

He came before Qin Mohuai in five steps and his two swords danced wildly, his attacks incredibly sharp and domineering. His swords were so fast that they created countless afterimages.

Qin Mohuai easily defended against each of Zhou Xuanji’s sword strikes, looking incredibly at ease.

Boom!!

A bolt of lightning blasted down, landing on the ground and creating a singed hole. Rocks flew everywhere and heavenly might filled the heavens and earth.