Chapter 465: The Qingchen Sword Dao

"The Dao has ten thousand methods!"

Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingchen formed a sword seal with his hands, turning the cyan spiritual sword he held into countless cyan threads that burst forth with tens of thousands of sharp sword intents, charging toward Qin Ming like a rain of swords with the momentum to sever everything!

Swish swish swish! The sharpness of the cyan sword threads seemed as if it would shatter the entire space nearby, just as they were about to reach Qin Ming.

Countless sword threads wove together into a massive cyan net, casting down to seal off all escape routes around Qin Ming.

Leaving him with nowhere to dodge!

The crowd of Nascent Soul old monsters watching this scene all changed color one after another.

"I didn't expect Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng's 'Qingchen Sword Scripture' to be cultivated to such a terrifying degree; not only can he transform sword intent into threads, but he can also finally compose the Qingchen Sword Formation to net everything."

"Muhe Muhe Laogui Qingchen has actually gotten serious, unleashing his trump card great divine technique right from the start; he probably intends to establish his authority by making an example of Daoist Qin."

He immediately exercised the sword seal again, causing the countless cyan sword threads in the air to converge into a single transparent cyan light sword filled with piercing power, slashing toward a spot in the space to his right rear.

There was no display of flashy divine techniques.

Laymen watch the spectacle while experts watch the method; the Nascent Soul True Lords present couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"Thank you, Senior, for your generous gift!" On Liu Yu's refined face, he could not hide his inner excitement.

He had not expected this Senior Qin Qin Zhenjun Wangyue to be so magnanimous.

Blood gushed from the bowl-sized wound like a pouring stream.

"Alas! Daoist Qin probably has no confidence in being able to withstand this divine technique, does he?"

Suddenly! His pupils contracted sharply, for he saw that the 'Venerable Zhiyang' before him had turned into Qin Ming's face, grinning wickedly at him.

Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng waved his hand to summon the cyan spiritual treasure sword back into his grip; standing with his sword, his robes fluttering, he resembled a mortal sword god! Gesturing with effortless authority, he did not even look at Qin Ming on the ground but instead turned to address Venerable Zhiyang, who was presiding over the duel: "Alliance Master, you may declare the winner."

"Daoist Qin's illusion divine technique is astonishing; please withdraw it, otherwise I fear Daoist Qingfeng may never wake up." Venerable Zhiyang was also secretly shocked in his heart.

If Qin Ming had harbored killing intent just now, he would already be a corpse; Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng hesitated several times before bowing to Qin Ming: "Daoist Qin's divine techniques are astonishing; this seat admits defeat."

The faces of the cultivating onlookers looked strange as they gazed into the duel arena, all utterly surprised.

Witnessing such a bizarre scene.

Boom! A layer of formless and featureless shield appeared, enveloping Qin Ming entirely within it.

When the sky-full of cyan sword threads reached three inches before Qin Ming, they seemed to hit an uncrossable chasm.

Causing the surrounding space to become distorted, it had nearly exhausted the essence of Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng's lifelong sword Dao.

No power capable of moving mountains or filling seas emerged.

He immediately pressed his advantage, slashing out with one sword to cut the opponent in two: "Hahaha! How dare you show off such trivial tricks?"

His whole body was drenched in sweat as if he had just been pulled from water; looking again into the depths of Qin Ming's eyes, they were now filled with terror.

But just as the massive cyan sword net was about to fall upon him.

Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng sensed something subtly wrong upon seeing this, yet he could not quite put it into words.

Amidst their discussion, the cyan sword net arrived in an instant!

In a corner, Qin Ming's true body manifested.

Leaving those three disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect at a loss, not knowing what to do with their hands and feet.

It was conceivable that Qin Qin Zhenjun Wangyue's attainment in soul divine techniques was far beyond what ordinary cultivators could achieve.

Never daring to advance another inch.

His face was pale, his expression shifting between gloom and joy; the arrogance unique to sword cultivators that he once possessed had vanished completely.

Venerable Zhiyang, with his back turned to him, only then came to his senses, before turning his head toward Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng and revealing a strange smile:

Merely hearing Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng speak words like "This seat has won," he realized that from the very moment of entering the arena, he had fallen under Qin Ming's illusion.

As if intending to turn everything into the Great Ruin, slashing away dust and dirt, truly living up to the name of the 'Qingchen Sword Scripture'.

"I hope Senior will forgive my offense! Actually, regarding this kind of Jin Que book page, this junior here... has two additional sheets."

Not only that, but when Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng looked back, he was horrified to discover that the faces of all the cultivators watching around him had turned into Qin Ming's likeness, and they were all staring fixedly at him.

Instantly giving him a feeling that made his hair stand on end.

He could see that this level of skill was probably just the tip of the iceberg for Qin Ming.

The crowd outside the arena was startled; seeing clearly that it was Qin Ming's figure, they couldn't help but sigh with regret in their hearts.

Puchi!

Qin Ming put away the Jin Que book page, then took out a jade-green bottle and handed it to Liu Yu.

With the book page secured, just as he was preparing to leave and take it back for study.

Qin Ming blocking Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng's first move with such ease greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Then, having said this, he directly transformed into a streak of purple shocking rainbow and departed from the plaza.

Swish! Boom! Qin Ming in mid-air was struck by a sword slash and violently smashed into the plaza below.

Inside an exquisite and serene cave dwelling courtyard.

Liu Yu, with an extremely respectful attitude, handed that Jin Que book page to Qin Ming: "Thank you, Senior Qin Qin Zhenjun Wangyue, for helping this junior out of a predicament; please, you must accept this Jin Que book page."

In an instant.

Quite different from those Nascent Soul True Lords with eccentric temperaments.

The crowd shook their heads and sighed, thinking Qin Ming was about to be defeated immediately: "Could it be that my full-power attack was so easily neutralized by this kid??"

Deafening cheers erupted from the perimeter of the circular plaza, almost submerging the entire Dragon Abyss Island.

Nor was there any Nascent Soul great battle capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"Indeed; if Muhe Muhe Laogui Qingchen's cultivation advances another step, he might even comprehend the legendary 'Sword Domain'; at that time, among us old fellows, I'm afraid no one except Daoist Zhiyang would be his match."

"Oh? Is that so, Daoist Qingfeng?"

"Hmm?" Upon hearing this, Qin Ming immediately halted his movement and furrowed his brows.

On the contrary, those old Nascent Soul monsters all displayed looks of shock on their faces.

"Hmm, this item is useful to me, so I shall accept it."

"The Qingchen Sword Dao of the Ancient Sword Gate truly lives up to its reputation!"

Qin Ming waved his hand casually and said lightly, "It is nothing, merely a transaction."

"Fellow Daoist, stop! Qin Mou admits defeat!" Qin Ming spat a mouthful of blood, clutched his chest as if severely injured, with his chest pierced through by sword qi.

They never expected that this young cultivator, who appeared harmless, would cause them to completely revise their opinion of him; only someone whose soul power far exceeded their opponent's by several times could trap a fellow Nascent Soul cultivator in such a deep illusion realm.

'Indeed, his profound attainment in pill refining is not without reason.'

It was not because Qin Ming had been slain.

"In the end, I am the victor. Hahaha!"

Afterwards, on Long Yuan Island.

However, the next moment.

The second move was unleashed.

Rather, from the very start of the duel, they only saw Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng roaring in rage at times, growing furious at others, and at times laughing wildly at the sky, as if he had gone mad; yet Qin Ming opposite him had not moved a single inch from beginning to end, let alone suffered any injury.

... Meanwhile, inside the real circular plaza.

"However, I will not take advantage of you juniors; here is the Return-Yang True Water you requested, take it."

Like strands of black silk, they snapped and scattered apart one after another.

Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng, whose behavior in the center of the arena had been so bizarre, suddenly came to his senses and woke from the illusion realm.

"Playing tricks with ghosts and gods!"

Liu Yu and his wife had originally not expected to gain anything more; as long as this matter could be settled peacefully, it would already be the best outcome.

"Alas! Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng's sword dao divine ability is truly terrifying, surpassing others by a wide margin!"

The entire circular plaza instantly cracked like a tortoise shell, sending up countless clouds of dust, while Qin Ming's life or death remained unknown.

Now he had clearly fallen into a dream realm cleverly woven by Qin Ming and could not control himself at all, unable to wake up.

After all, he had just made a complete fool of himself and truly had no dignity left to speak of.

In any case, it was not something Jin Dan cultivators like them could currently comprehend.

Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng's gaze gradually turned cold; after striking a heavy blow against Qin Ming, he paid no heed to the other's surrender and instead formed sword seals once more, slashing a sword strike directly at Qin Ming! "Fellow Daoist Qingfeng, absolutely not!" Supreme Yang's face changed greatly in alarm; he wanted to stop it but it was already too late.

"So it was an illusion technique! Hmph!"

Originally, he had intended to let Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng test out a few things, but he never expected that without even realizing it himself, Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng would fall for Qin Ming's trap; a streak of green light flashed across Qin Ming's eyes, and he immediately withdrew the Nether Soul Art divine ability.

They had not even seen how this senior acted, yet the Grand Elder of the opposite Ancient Sword Gate had obediently admitted defeat... perhaps this is what a duel between Nascent Soul great experts truly looks like.

Not only the crowds watching, but even Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng opposite Qin Ming changed expression, completely bewildered.

"How is this possible?!"

A green light sword flashed and vanished, plunging into the void, whereupon a wretched figure stumbled and fell from the sky.

Qin Ming's eyes, black as ink, suddenly snapped open, and a vast force of divine consciousness spread out silently and invisibly... Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng was suddenly startled, only to find that Qin Ming opposite him had already disappeared without a trace.

Immediately, Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng took out a purple round bead, injected magic power into it, and pointed at the sky! The purple bead erupted with brilliant light, instantly sweeping away all the surrounding illusions.

In such a state, if Qin Ming merely exerted a little effort, he could take his life in an instant, with not even his Nascent Soul able to escape.

However, facing such a fierce divine ability attack, Qin Ming did not move in the slightest.

'This youth's divine consciousness strength is probably already on par with mine, or perhaps even greater.'

Liu Yu's expression struggled and conflicted several times before he steeled his courage, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Qin Ming, saying:

Today he had witnessed a battle of laws between Nascent Soul experts, yet it was vastly different from what he had imagined.

Supreme Yang narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with immense surprise: 'Manifesting divine consciousness into form can actually block sword dao divine abilities... this person's divine consciousness strength is unprecedentedly powerful; with just this one move, no wonder Blood Aversion Qishang Mojun did not die in vain.'

In an instant.

Afterwards.

Liu Yu signaled his beautiful wife to quickly enter their cave dwelling and retrieve the other two pages of the Jin Que Scripture.

Then, he respectfully presented them to Qin Ming.

After receiving the pages, Qin Ming inspected them without error, confirming that their material was exactly the same as the previous one, though the content upon them was completely different.

(End of Chapter)