Chapter 12

But strangely, these elements that react as soon as they touch each other can strangely fuse.

Controlling all elements by one person is already incredible.

But immediately, Jiang Yan reaches out and makes a strange seal again.

In an instant, the whole person is wrapped in golden light. At this moment, even Zhongli can't help but frown.

Jiang Yan’s defense now, he seems completely unable to break.

Very ridiculous!

Even Zhongli is seeing for the first time that apart from elemental power, there is such a magical power that does not possess any elements.

Jiang Yan reaches out, the golden light dissipates, and he turns to join his fingers into a sword.

In an instant, Jiang Yan, whose aura was gentle all over, suddenly becomes as sharp as a sheathed precious sword.

The bone-chilling cold light cuts open the clouds in the sky, and the Primordial Jade Cutter, which Zhongli doesn't know where he hid, also breaks away from his control.

It seems to have spirituality, dancing around Jiang Yan, and it looks like this sword is even very happy.

Zhongli is about to say something when suddenly, his ears stir, and he turns his head to look at the sea of clouds below the cliff in disbelief.

Jiang Yan rises, and the Primordial Jade Cutter nimbly drills under his feet, as if supporting Jiang Yan to ascend.

Jiang Yan stands with his hands behind his back, his wide ink-colored robe billowing in the wind.

With a head of long hair plus the purple-gold rune on his forehead, he looks like an immortal.

Ganyu blushes again for a while.

But the gaze of Zhongli and Liuyun is always staring at the sea of clouds behind Jiang Yan.

Something...

Is approaching.

Endless bone-chilling gale comes first, violently pushing away the clouds and mist behind Jiang Yan.

This time, Zhongli and others see clearly.

It is countless long rivers; looking closely, one can distinguish them.

Rotten, brand new, with soil, somewhat broken...

Densely packed, all are swords.

These ownerless or owned swords gather behind Jiang Yan, and with his intention, like an epiphyllum about to bloom.

Circling and blooming a flower of death.

Cold light shines, stabbing Liuyun and Zhongli and others so they can't open their eyes.

Jiang Yan stands elegantly on the Primordial Jade Cutter, slowly raising his hand and making a sword finger.

That already sharp sword rain becomes more bone-chilling.

"No elemental power, what is this! Emperor?!"

The movement here finally alarmed other immortals.

A divine deer, an immortal crane, and a green-haired boy arrive quietly.

It is the remaining fruits of Liyue, Moon Carver, Mountain Shaper, and Xiao.

After arriving, they first look up at Jiang Yan who is carrying ten thousand swords.

Their pupils shrink in unison, subconsciously surrounding Zhongli.

"Don't panic."

Zhongli forces his voice to remain calm and says leisurely:

"This is fellow Daoist Jiang Yan testing the sword."

"Fellow Daoist... Jiang Yan?"

Xiao and others can't understand the situation more and more, but since Zhongli said it's okay, they feel relieved.

After all...

This posture is too scary; if they really fight, it is estimated that these immortals will be strung into sugar-coated haws in minutes.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang Yan, this move is very strange, can it have a name?"

Zhongli seems to have been infected by Jiang Yan and asks loudly.

In the nine heavens, the corners of Jiang Yan’s mouth seem to rise slightly.

"Sword Art!"

8. Do you Teyvat people not know what a dantian is?

"What a Sword Art!"

Zhongli praises loudly and says again:

"Can it stop? Otherwise, I am worried that it will cause unnecessary trouble."

Jiang Yan nods slightly, his sword finger moves slightly, and countless long swords are like flowers scattering from the sky.

Orderly, they separate and return to their original positions.

In the blink of an eye, only the Primordial Jade Cutter under Jiang Yan’s feet remains.

This sword is a divine artifact in Teyvat, but to be honest, in Jiang Yan’s eyes, it can be re-refined.

But lacking materials, although Jiang Yan also gained the ability to refine tools, he is not familiar with it now, so there is no need to refine it.

This can be considered Jiang Yan’s first use of the Sword Art, and he is not unskilled, as if it were engraved in his bones from birth.

To be honest, the Sword Art is not a basic technique, although it is not advanced.

But if used well, the Sword Art is also very powerful.

The Sword Art goes to the final ten thousand swords returning to one, which is really not weaker than the Divine Sword Imperial Lightning True Art.

And, when fighting, controlling the Sword Art to take away the opponent’s weapon is also a good way to use it.

The Sword Art is not just about controlling sword-type weapons.

But these are not important. After getting the Sword Art, Jiang Yan finally had a refreshing sword flight.

To be honest, although he can fly himself, flying with a sword is ultimately more dashing.

Driving the Primordial Jade Cutter, Jiang Yan slowly lands on the stone platform, and the Primordial Jade Cutter nimbly breaks away from Jiang Yan’s feet, circling Jiang Yan again.

It seems that it is somewhat reluctant to leave Jiang Yan.

It is worthy of being a divine artifact; after the baptism of time, it seems to have opened a trace of spirituality itself.

Zhongli laughs dumbly, shaking his head and saying:

"This sword has followed me for thousands of years, but the first time I saw you, it already forgot me. Fate is like this..."

Jiang Yan smiles and points at the table, adding three chairs and three cups of tea, nodding to Xiao and others who just came over.

Only then did he respond:

"This sword has some spirituality."

"If you like it, this sword can be given to you."

Zhongli is generous, saying softly:

"The divine sword chooses its master. Giving it to you, I believe you will make this sword stronger."

Jiang Yan is somewhat moved; how can it be a divine artifact, although in his eyes the level is somewhat low.

But it can be refined later.

The key is that the shape of this sword is indeed good.

Jiang Yan does not immediately agree, pondering for a moment and saying:

"This sword is given to me, what about you?"

"Don't worry."

Zhongli shakes his head and says softly:

"I don't use long swords much in daily combat, and even if I do, I still have a Summit Shaper; that sword fits me better."

"What's more, in this peaceful era, there is not much need for combat."

"Relatively speaking, this Primordial Jade Cutter is a ceremonial sword carved from pure jade. When it was made, it was thought of more as a ritual vessel."

"In terms of strength, it may be somewhat unsatisfactory. I hope you can accept it."

Jiang Yan smiles and shakes his head.

"I don't care about the strength; immortal cultivators always have to have side-door paths they are good at. Coincidentally, I am good at refining tools, alchemy, and arrays."

"Later, I can re-refine this sword, and it should be able to reach the level of a spiritual tool."

Zhongli becomes energetic.