Chapter 146 Bier Discourse of Dao (2/2)

Even if Shen Lian were to unleash all of his Mana, the condition of his body was more than enough to handle it.

Daoist Shi’s sudden unleash did not only put his life on the line, and even then, he could not put all of his mana into use.

Despite having attained the state of Huandan, his body was still that of blood and flesh. There was a limit on his mana and the amount that his meridians and acupoints could handle.

Only an immortal Zhenren or the likes of land immortals who cultivated their Primordial Spirit could claim to have unlimited mana and supernatural powers.

This time round, the tip of Daoist Shi’s iron sword did not vibrate at all and the void harmonized with the sound of thunder. He turned into a sliver of green light with his sword; together, they attacked Shen Lian directly. Any chances of transformation had been eliminated.

Even the keenest observer could not tell if the move was skewed or if there were any undulating changes.

The combination of man and sword gave birth to this form of minimalistic beauty.

Just as how the greatest painter would only need to draw a straight line on a piece of white paper, and the entire paper would come to live, giving plenty of room for one’s imagination.

Shen Lian’s wooden sword brightened up. At the same time, the last ray from the setting sun shone through. It seemed like a fated coincidence.

It was as though the wooden sword had been set on fire, and the bright flame was born out of the tip of the sword. The spectators heard the call of the phoenix. The sound did not come from the air, but it travelled the way the light did. It did not vibrate through one’s eardrums, but it was just a sound that one could perceive.

A thought flashed through one’s mind –”Wood generates Fire, Fire restricts Metal”.

The flame at the tip of the sword bore a striking resemblance to the head of the phoenix. With its beak, it tapped lightly at the sliver of green light formed by Daoist Shi.

The Daoist crooned, while the monk seemed to be in deep thoughts.

The fire was not the fire of the secular world, but it was the fire of the phoenix nirvana.

A few drops of iron water fell from the sky onto the floor, and Daoist Shi was separated from his sword. He stared at his iron sword that was half melted.

Out of a sudden, his body exploded and turned into sword aura. Even his Daoist robe had become ashes.

Only the broken sword was left behind, and it hummed lowly.

Shen Lian stood far away and he casually tied his wooden sword at his waist. His impressive aura commanded for him to be taken seriously.

Chen Jianmei walked towards him and tapped on his shoulder. He instilled a pure sword aura into Shen Lian to organise the flow of Qi in his acupoints and meridians.

The both of them walked towards the sea.

Ten miles from here, there was not even a single demon and monster or cultivator who came to stop them.

After all, there were not many cultivators who did not care about their life like Daoist Shi. If Shen Lian was badly injured, there might be some who were willing to challenge him again. However, that would not be necessary anymore.

The monk who wore damaged shoes spoke, ”Fellow Huanzhen Daoist, with these two around, it would seem that Qing Xuan would not come in last again during the next Bier Discourse of Dao.”