Chapter 33 - Chapter 33: Chapter 31: Thirty-Six Swords Emerge_1 (1/2)
Chapter 33: Chapter 31: Thirty-Six Swords Emerge_1
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Determine life and death, settle karma!
As soon as Li Honggang’s words were uttered, the cultivators around the south gate of Haixia City all became excited.
The cultivation world is even more cruel than the secular one; although there are distinctions between righteous and evil, cultivators prioritize their own interests. They step onto the path of cultivation not for peace in the world, but in pursuit of eternal life—a choice that is essentially a battle against the heavens.
“Such dominance, truly befitting of a cultivator from the Li Family.”
“A powerful dynasty a thousand years ago, now a leading cultivation family, the Li Family’s heritage has indeed stood the test of time with their spirit.” “White Garment Astonishing Swan looks so calm. Who exactly is he?”
“It couldn’t be Lu Yuanjun, could it? Lu Yuanjun no longer needs to wear a mask. It seems Great Abyss Gate has nurtured another remarkable talent.” “I think he might be a Peak Master or an elder of Great Abyss Gate!”
Standing on the city wall, Gu Li, with a hint of contempt beneath her veil, thought to herself that he was not an elder, but a genius even more formidable than Lu Yuanjun!
Before entering Great Abyss Gate, her father had often mentioned Lu Yuanjun, lamenting that he would become a pivotal figure in the future of the Da Qi Cultivation Realm. She was always unconvinced, feeling that she was not inferior. Why didn’t her father praise her?
Though she had not met Lu Yuanjun, deep down she believed any genius would seem mediocre in front of Fang Wang and not worth mentioning.
Listening to the discussions around her, Gu Li’s worries faded, replaced by anticipation.
Fang Wang will surely win!
Tang Chengfeng stared intently at Fang Wang without speaking, and from his expression, it was difficult to guess what was on his mind.
The woman in white beside him muttered, “His build looks fine, but who knows if the face behind the mask is good-looking.”
Li Honggang’s body exuded a visible aura. He suddenly rose into the air
without relying on a magic artifact. The long saber planted in the earth trembled for several moments before shooting out, its handle fitting smoothly into his right hand.
With the long saber in hand, Li Honggang fixed his gaze on Fang Wang. His cloak fluttered, and his hair danced as if possessed.
Fang Wang’s mask revealed his eyes, and within his pupils, the figure of Li Honggang seemed to burn with flames, gradually merging with the scorching sun in the sky.
Li Honggang continued to rise until he could look down upon Fang Wang.
In that moment, he was like the blazing sun in the sky, his aura reaching its zenith. It even extended along the saber blade, forming a terrifying sword Qi more than thirty feet long. Under the blazing sun’s illumination, this sword Qi began to ignite.
Fang Wang raised his sword, with the tip pointing upwards, the blade horizontal in front of him. Sword forms began to condense around his body.
One sword!
Three swords!
Nine swords!
Twelve swords!
This spectacle further excited the observing cultivators. For a cultivator, the pursuit of swordsmanship is paramount. The fame of the Jinghong Divine Sword Art in the Cultivation World is not small; back then, Yang Yuanzi had used this sword technique to penetrate Green Cicada Valley and emerge unscathed. That battle still excites many cultivators to this day.
This was also the reason why Yang Yuanzi could inherit the Great Abyss Gate’s secret technique, the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation!
As the number of sword forms around Fang Wang surpassed twenty-four, even sword cultivators began to count them on the city walls.
“Thirty-two swords! The Jinghong thirty-two sword technique indeed!” Someone shouted fervently, his hand clutching the sheath trembling.
Thirty-two swords circled around Fang Wang, all aiming at Li Honggang. The combined might of the thirty-two swords lent Fang Wang an awe-inspiring aura, in no way inferior to Li Honggang.
“No wonder my son died at your hand, White Garment Astonishing Swan. Let me see just how powerful your thirty-two swords are!”
Li Honggang raised his saber, pointing it diagonally at Fang Wang with a commanding gaze.
The aura of the Jinghong thirty-two swords was genuinely strong, but feeling Fang Wang’s momentum, Li Honggang had a bold thought.
The opponent might not have reached the Spirit Elixir Realm!
This conjecture shocked him, seemed incredible, and even a fear he never felt before arose from the depths of his heart.
To possess such aura without having reached the Spirit Elixir Realm, he was undoubtedly a talent more terrifying than Li Hongshuang. He could not fathom how high Li Hongshuang might climb, much less predict how high the limit for White Garment Astonishing Swan could be.
Such a terrifying existence, if he held any grudges against the Li Family, would surely be a disaster for them!
He must be killed!
A fearsome killing intent flashed in Li Honggang’s eyes, his aura suddenly increased, and the flames on the long saber surged.
“Thirty-two swords?”
Fang Wang’s voice suddenly rang out, tinged with a trace of disdain.
Fang Wang’s right wrist twisted, the sword blade aiming at his brow, his eyes piercingly sharp!