Chapter 180 - True Martial’s Dharmic Blade (1/2)

Chapter 180: True Martial’s Dharmic Blade

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Ever since Chen Fan had given the Jade Marrow Talisman to Xiao Qiong, he was no longer in possession of any protecting Dharma Artifact. However, he had already reached the late-stage of Foundation Establishment and was only half-step away from reaching the Ethereal Enlightenment. Therefore, he no longer needed the Jade Marrow to cast any protection spells.

He launched himself into the air, both hands rose above his shoulder while holding the large dome in place. The dome encompa.s.sed everything, including Chen Fan’s enemies as well as his enemy’s spells.

“Boom!”

The Essence Qi exploded, turning into countless rainbows. This was the effect of two spells clas.h.i.+ng against each other. Chen Fan’s powerful spell was of an Immortal Cultivation spell and therefore it was far superior to the spells in the mortal world. Lo and behold, the large dome held up despite the violent explosions. When the energy inside the dome finally fought back, the dome only flickered once or twice and remained intact.

“Impossible!”

Many elders of the Medicine G.o.d Valley Sect Elder could only gape at such amazing power.

Their eyes didn’t deceive them. It was true that Chen Fan didn’t use any Internal Force, instead, it was pure Dharmic Dao energy. The large dome was a majestic sight to behold and extremely robust protection. It was similar to the effect of a protection spell from a Dharma Cultivation level art. Without its protection, even a Grandmaster would have been reduced to ashes after being hit by so many spells.

“Isn’t Chen Beixuan just a Grandmaster of Martial arts? How come he can command the Dharmic Dao energy?” The elder in the black robe gasped.

“Martial-Dharma Dual Cultivation! It’s Martial-Dharma Dual Cultivation!” The Grand Elder exclaimed as life ebbed away from his pale face.

His words stunned everyone.

Martial-Dharma Dual Cultivation meant one would focus on both Martial arts as well as Dharma Spells during his cultivation. Let it be the obtaining of Internal Force or the reaching of Dharma Cultivation level, either one of them would take a cultivator a long time to achieve—that is if they could achieve it at all. Therefore, Martial-Dharma Dual Cultivation was the stuff of legends. Try as one might, the Dual Cultivation was almost definitely unachievable.

It was one of those things that everyone knew was impossible, but it kept on being brought up simply because of reasons. In reality, no one would ever want to try the Dual Cultivation.

“Rumor had it that the Wu Dang Sect had invented such a technique in the first place and named it Union of Dharma Spell and Martial Arts. Is he from the Wu Dang Sect?” Second Elder asked incredulously.

“That’s just a rumor. Plus, Wu Dang Sect had declined a long time ago, their sect base had long since turned into a tourist destination. Only some rap band in America still venerated them with their songs. They are history now.” The elder in the black robe couldn’t help but guffaw stupidly.

“Stop that nonsense, we have the fight to finis.h.!.+” The Grand Elder refuted.

His warning startled many other elders and alchemists. Then they realized that Chen Fan had risen to the sky as high as the clouds. Like a dragon, he swooped down on his opponents on the ground as many talisman inscriptions appeared around his hand out of thin air. They converged toward Chen Fan’s palm and formed a three-meter-long golden blade. Chen Fan held the G.o.dly blade with both hands as he bore down on the sect elders with the same might and righteousness of a Heavenly Guard.

“Together, NOW!”

Under the Grand Elder’s command, a few Internal Force Cultivator stepped forward while the elders and the alchemists started to channel out their energies.

“Kill!”

Chen Fan hacked the golden blade at his enemies. Suddenly, a golden ray shot out from the tip of the blade and beamed toward the ground.

“Ah!”

The martial artists didn’t even have time to finish their screams and they realized that their bodies were detached from their waist.

Such was the power of the True Martial’s Dharmic Blade!

Chen Fan had used the same blade to kill the Yin Snake. While the Yin Snake had reached Ethereal Enlightenment, these martial artists were merely regular Internal Force users.

“You fool!”

Seeing three Internal Force users being reduced into six chunks of b.l.o.o.d.y messes, the leaders of the martial artists could no longer hold back their anger as their face twisted into a hideous scowl. Some of the internal force cultivators were their longtime disciples.

“Fist of Dragon Fury”

One of the leaders stamped the ground with one foot as he charged up his Internal Energy. Energy coursed through his body and increased the size of his frame. As his clothes ripped at the seams, his back arched and his spine cord convulsed, letting his body tense up in an unnatural curl. It looked like something huge was inside of his body, trying to get out. Suddenly, his spine flexed again, straightening his back as force transferred from his feet to the waist and then to his fist. He launched himself up into the sky, flipping sideways in midair like a dragon swimming against the current. Belligerent energy poured out from his fists, and they clung to his body, forming a shape that closely resembled a dragon’s head.

At that moment, the middle age man had breached his cultivation bottleneck and reached the semi-transcendent state. His power was at least on par with Su Wudi and Gu s.h.i.+tong.

“Bravo. Sect-servent Wu’s Dragon fist is superb!” The elder in the black robe exclaimed.

“Sect-servent Wu was from northwestern China. The Fist of Dragon Fury was a secret art of the Wu Family. It was as powerful as the Cloud Hand of the Lu family. He should have a chance holding his ground now since he had unleashed the full power of his art.” A peak level Internal Force cultivator said with furrowed brows.

Sect-servent Wu was also very confident in the damage that his punch could cause.

Even if he was facing against Ye Nantian, he should be able to drag out the fight for a while so that the other martial artists and spellcasters could swarm their enemy again.

“Blade, arise!”

Chen Fan’s face was indifferent. He lifted the golden blade with both hands and swung it around in a flat sidearm slash. The air was instantly infused by the energy emanating from the pulsing blade and turned into a thin thread. It looked as if the blade had cut through the fabric of s.p.a.ce. Sect-servent Wu’s body, together with the energy around him was severed in half like a piece of b.u.t.ter.

“Ah!” “Ah!”

The middle age man let out two brisk painful howls before two sections of his body thudded heavily on the ground.

The valley became pin-drop quiet.

With one sweep of his blade, Chen Fan quelled the suspense and settled the debate once and for all. In everyone’s mind’s eyes, they watched as the power of the Wu family, the semi-transcendent master, and the secret family art all congealed into a lump of b.u.t.ter and was sliced through by Chen Fan’s blade.

“It’s outright terrifying! This boy is too powerful!”

Many Martial Artists trembled in fear and no one thought of rus.h.i.+ng to their deaths again. Sect-servent Wu was one of their best, and if Chen Fan could have done away with him so easily, so would he to them.

“Kaboom!”

The spellcasters struck again as they tried to overwhelm Chen Fan with their countless spells.

The downpour of spells came after Chen Fan again. The countless fireb.a.l.l.s, ice spears, and golden arrows were so dense that they nearly blotted out the sun for a brief moment before they fell down onto Chen Fan from above. The power of these Dao-Reaching Level cultivators varied greatly. However, when they cast spells at the same time, the synergy effect between spells kicked in and further boosted their powers.