Chapter 361 - Half-Step Away From Immortal State (1/2)

Chapter 361: Half-Step Away From Immortal StateTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The middle-aged man was thin but well built nonetheless with nearly perfect proportions.

He sat on the floor with his legs folded, resting a Katana sideways in his lap. The sheath of the blade was worn and had seen better days. The pattern on its handle had faded due to repet.i.tive use. This seemingly ordinary katana laid casually in this man’s lap was, in fact, one of the most infamous weapons in j.a.pan. The man sat with his back facing Chen Fan. He looked into the distant night sky and said nonchalantly.

“Did you know that the Tokyo Tower was the tallest building in Tokyo as well as in j.a.pan? We can have a view of the entire city from here. You and me, we are not only standing at the highest point in j.a.pan but also that of martial arts.”

The middle-aged man’s Chinese was fluent, and his accent was nearly indistinguishable. Takemiya Hiro was born in the early 20th century and all j.a.panese born during that time period spoke Chinese to some degree.

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and looked into the distant sprawling city.

The night was old and the city was lit up with lights that helped Chen Fan trace the outline of the city. A vague dark looming shadow at the end of the glittering lights was Mount Fuji.

Meanwhile, right underneath the tower was a wash of lights. The wind came up, howling around Chen Fan’s ears.

“Only here, the highest point of j.a.pan could bear the significance of our battle.”

Takemiya Hiro heaved a sigh and rose to his feet. He turned around to look at Chen Fan. Chen Fan was caught by surprise to see Takemiya Hiro looked like at the most in his thirties.

“Chen San, we might as well have reached the end of our martial arts journey in the mortal world. Once we reach the immortal state, we would live without the worldly burdens and be truly free. My life was punctuated by seemingly powerful foes, but all of them had disappointed me until you showed up.” After he said that, he bowed to Chen Fan deeply with genuine respect and appreciation.

It was as if he was thanking the G.o.ds for finally sending him a worthy opponent.

His devotion to his art had formed a glinting light in his eyes.

Only the most determined cultivator could have lived in seclusion for decades to contemplate the key to his final enlightenment. Chen Fan knew of only one more cultivator who could match such dedication, and that man was Lei Qianjue.

“If I didn’t kill Lei Qianjue, he might have been able to reach Takemiya’s level of attainment in ten years.”

Chen Fan thought to himself.

The wind howled past the two men with great ferocity. Any ordinary man would be rendered ungainly and heady by the gale. However, Takemiya Hiro had planted his feet firmly to the ground and stood firmly like a flag pole.

Chen Fan listened intently to the coursing energy inside of his opponent. He could sense the energy’s heaviness as if mercury at boiling point, that his soul energy was as strong and unwavering as a rocky mountain.

The Sword Sage of j.a.pan and honed his physique and soul energy to perfection over the decades, far exceeding that of Lei Qianjue. His internal force was as powerful and vast as that of an Immortal State cultivator.

Only at Takemiya Hiro’s level was one truly half-step away from Immortal State. All he needed was a push, a catalyst to force his soul energy, external force, and internal force into one to reach Immortal State and became a true legend.

“It’s a pity that you have not yet reached immortal state.” Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and heaved a sigh.

The difference between Immortal State cultivators and those at Transcendent State were much greater than what it appeared on the paper.

Once a cultivator reached Immortal State, his external force, internal force and soul energy would blend into one to form the basis for the Connate Dao Body during the Connate Spirit Level. By then, the cultivator would no longer be a mortal, instead became half-mortal and half ethereal. That was why a Connate Cultivator could live without any usual sustenance for hundreds of years.

“I can kill you even if you are of Immortal State.” Chen Fan cracked a disdainful smirk and announced almost lazily: “Come at me now. I don’t have all the time in the world.”

“Chen Beixuan, you are a fool to think that you know how powerful Immortal State is.”

Takemiya Hiro narrowed his gleaming eyes after he heard Chen Fan’s words. “Your smooth sailing has made you arrogant and foolish. I have seen Immortal State Cultivators in action with my own eyes, you would never imagine such power. It is far greater than you and Lord Susano.”

“Lord Susano was just a Ghost Spirit without any grip in the real world. His power was a far cry from that of an Immortal Cultivator.”

“Oh, so you have seen Immortal Cultivators?”

The conversation finally caught Chen Fan’s interest. He rose his eyebrows and asked curiously.

“That was a long time ago.” Takemiya Hiro brushed the question off quickly as if he didn’t want to bring it up again. He then spoke in a harsh voice: “today, I will use you to help me enter the Immortal State and became invincible!”

So saying, he thrust the blade into a wall and shot out a hand.

Did Takemiya Hiro want to fight Chen Fan without using a weapon? Was he really that confident of his victory?

“You? Kill me? Haha! I will do away with you even if you are of Immortal State, much less you at your current state.” Chen Fan laughed out loud.

“Humph! Ignorant fool! You will bring those thoughts with you to your grave today.”

Takemiya Hiro snorted as his eyes grew cold. He no longer wasted time talking as he hacked at the air with the side of his palm.

“Sssth-Wack!”

A powerful gale came up in the void dimension.