C252 Fist shadow (2/2)
Ye Xingchen's Soul Force continued to oppress Juetian's sword, while Juetian's sword fiercely resisted, because it felt that the Cyan Sky Sword was about to fuse with it, and resisted fiercely.
”Obediently fuse them.”
Ye Xingchen increased the output of the Spiritual Strength, and the struggling Juetian within the Cyan Sky Sword slowly became fainter.
Time slowly passed, the Cyan Sky Sword Sword released a burst of black light, it was extremely dazzling.
After a quarter of an hour, the black light on the Cyan Sky Sword's body slowly disappeared. At this moment, the Cyan Sky Sword released a wave of sword hums.
The Intermediate Spiritual Treasure had finally been promoted.
Just then, the Cyan Sky Sword had successfully fused with Juetian's sword and was promoted to the level of Intermediate.
In truth, the process of the fusion seemed simple, but it was actually a little difficult. If it wasn't for the fact that Ye Xingchen's Soul Force was powerful and was suppressing Juetian's sword, it would have been impossible for the fusion to be successful so easily.
No matter what, Juetian's sword was still a Exquisite Spirit Treasures level sword, it was impossible for it to submit to him.
Ye Xingchen used the Soul Force to suppress Juetian's sword resistance from the start, and then transferred the Spiritual Strength into the Cyan Sky Sword to help the Cyan Sky Sword fuse with.
”Phew …” ”I've finally succeeded.” Ye Xingchen's face revealed a smile, he did not expect that the Cyan Sky Sword would fuse so quickly.
Ye Xingchen had yet to awaken from the joy of Cyan Sky Sword's advancement, when he suddenly heard the system's voice.
”Possessor has completed the mission. Reward for practicing the Phantom Shadow for the three fists behind the Sky and Desolate Fist. Can summon the Phantom Shadow to start training at any time.”
Hearing the system's voice, Ye Xingchen's face revealed a smile.
”Hahaha, I can finally completely practice the Desolate Sky Fist, I really look forward to the power of the Desolate Sky Fist.” Ye Xingchen laughed and said loudly.
Ye Xingchen held the Cyan Sky Sword, feeling that his entire body was filled with power.
The advancement of the Cyan Sky Sword caused Ye Xingchen's strength to increase as well. At the very least, Ye Xingchen was able to fight against cultivators with Middle Grandmaster Stage.
After successfully fusing with the Cyan Sky Sword and completing the mission, Ye Xingchen was prepared to cultivate the Desolate Sky Fist. After all, there was an additional cultivation technique and life saving method.
Ye Xingchen prepared to cultivate the Desolate Sky Fist inside his Swordheart Hall, so he quickly walked into the Swordheart Hall and then into the Audience Hall.
Right now, Ye Xingchen could only stay at the first level of Audience Hall. Ye Xingchen guessed that when he broke through to the second level of Audience Hall, he might be able to enter into the third level.
As he sat cross-legged under the Bodhi Tree, a tiny golden figure instantly appeared in Ye Xingchen's mind, continuously executing the Desolate Sky Fist.
”So this is the last three punches of the Sky Desolate Fist?” Ye Xingchen stared at the little golden person's fist technique, and muttered to himself.
The tiny golden figure continuously moved its body as it punched out with both of its fists. Each of its punches seemed to cause space to distort, giving off an extremely shocking feeling.
”Puff puff puff …”
The tiny golden figure punched out, shattering the space around it. After using it for a quarter of an hour, the tiny golden figure finally stopped punching. Following that, the tiny golden figure's body slowly turned pale before it finally disappeared.
Just at that moment, Ye Xingchen's pitch black eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a ray of terrifying gold light, Ye Xingchen who was meditating suddenly stood up, his fists clenched tightly as he continued to wave.
”Boom …”
Punch after punch, Ye Xingchen's body also continued to move, but Ye Xingchen's fist was moving in a strange trajectory, unceasingly cultivating the Desolate Sky Fist.
”First punch of the Sky Desolate Fist.”
Ye Xingchen suddenly punched in the air, the power of the punch was extremely strong, the force even caused space to distort.
Immediately after, Ye Xingchen threw out the second punch of the Desolate Sky Fist, the first and second punch were thrown out with great familiarity to Ye Xingchen.
When it came to the third punch, Ye Xingchen slightly paused his body, feeling the situation when the little golden person unleashed it.
”Desolate Sky Fist, third punch.” Ye Xingchen bellowed, the tip of his feet touched the ground, his body moved, his fists clenched tightly. The Spiritual Strength converged onto his fists, as though he had become a completely different person, the aura around him started to change.
”Boom …”
He didn't make any fancy movements. He simply punched out. The moment his fist was thrown out, the surrounding air started to dissipate.
”Boom …”
A huge sound came out from the Audience Hall. Ye Xingchen stopped his punching, and looked towards the far away sound caused by the Desolate Heavenly Fist.
”The third move of the Sky Desolate Fist Art is indeed astonishingly powerful. However, I am still not proficient in it yet and still need more practice.” Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.
Being the Yellow Level Cultivation Method, only Ye Xingchen could truly understand what was the Desolate Heavenly Fist, and it was precisely because Ye Xingchen had accepted the inheritance at the Desolate Heavenly God Palace that he was able to cultivate the Desolate Heavenly Fist to its natural state.
The power of the Desolate Heavenly Fist was just too great. Ye Xingchen had only learned two punches previously, and that was already enough, but after seeing the afterimages of the last three punches, Ye Xingchen believed that as long as he mastered all three punches, he would definitely be able to level up to Grandmaster Stage.