Chapter 348: The Peerless Sword Soul That Transcends the World

Martial Emperor Wang Xianzhi looked at Li Chungang, who seemed to be having a fit, with a blank expression; he was already a Sword God, so why could he still not control his own emotions? How could he reach the peak of Martial Dao like this?

Li Chungang, however, could not care about that much; right now he needed someone to share his joy and happiness with, and that person was Old Wang, Wang Xianzhi.

After taking out the Resurrection Crystal, Li Chungang then took out an object from Fengdu Lupao's lifetime: a simple, unadorned wooden hairpin.

"Li Chungang, all this mysterious, ghostly business, what are you doing?"

Wang Xianzhi glanced sideways, his gaze majestic, carrying an inherent pressure that could not be ignored.

"Resurrecting a person who has been dead for many years," Li Chungang said, his expression solemn.

To tell the truth, he was not sure if the Resurrection Crystal would succeed; after all, no one had ever used it before.

"Resurrecting the dead?" Wang Xianzhi was silent, then felt it was simply absurd.

People cannot return to life after death; how could it be possible to resurrect them?

At most, one could undergo Soldier Dissolution, and perhaps be reborn to live another life.

But the price was that all cultivation from the past and present lives would vanish; it was not something those without great perseverance could use.

Having said that, Li Chungang moved his mind, and the Resurrection Crystal released a white radiance that enveloped the wooden hairpin.

Accompanying this, ancient sacrificial sounds began to ring out, as if Deities were whispering.

Deep within the white radiance, a blurry figure gradually emerged, becoming clearer and clearer.

"Resurrect, my love!"

"Resurrect!"

Li Chungang roared toward the sky, hysterical, his face streaming with old tears, his emotions agitated.

It succeeded, it was about to succeed.

Wang Xianzhi widened his eyes, a look of disbelief on his face; with his keen eyes, he actually could not see through the person inside this white light.

After about several dozen breaths of time, the white halo dissipated, and out of thin air appeared a woman wearing a green robe with a beautiful and heroic face.

Seeing this person, Wang Xianzhi gasped:

"Fengdu Lupao!"

Clearly, Wang Xianzhi knew Fengdu Lupao.

According to their ages, Wang Xianzhi and Fengdu Lupao were of the same generation.

Li Chungang, however, belonged to the generation of their fathers!

The relationship between Lv Pao and Li Chungang was also very complex; these two loved and killed each other, and almost never had a single day of peace together.

Fengdu Lupao's father was a Martial Artist who had once challenged the Sword God Li Chungang and was killed by Li Chungang.

In his youth, Li Chungang was the leader of Sword Dao, high-spirited and vigorous, and his baleful aura was also very great.

Those who challenged him either died or were injured, their lives not guaranteed.

Lv Pao's father was just like that, and in order to avenge her father, Fengdu Lupao began to practice martial arts, constantly attempting to assassinate Li Chungang, and even became one of the Four Great Grandmasters, which showed her talent.

Unfortunately, Heaven plays tricks on people.

During the constant assassinations, Fengdu Lupao developed feelings for Li Chungang, and finally, in a duel, she deliberately exposed a flaw and was killed by Li Chungang with a single sword strike.

It was from that day on that Li Chungang fell from the altar of the Sword God and never recovered.

If not for joining the Chat Group, he would probably still be imprisoning himself in the Tingchao Pavilion in Beiliang.

"Lv Pao'er!"

Seeing the familiar face, Li Chungang spoke tremblingly.

Lv Pao's eyes were dazed, but soon her soul returned to its place and all her memories revived; looking at Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang before her, she felt they looked familiar.

Especially Li Chungang; her pupils constricted uncontrollably, and she said in disbelief: "Chungang, you, why have you become so old?"

"Lv Pao'er, a full sixty years have passed, how could I not be old?"

Li Chungang said, then immediately pulled Fengdu Lupao into his embrace.

"?"

Fengdu Lupao was stunned; at this moment she had not yet reacted, only feeling that everything was like a dream.

"I... did I not die under your sword?"

Lv Pao recalled the last thing before her death and could not help but say.

"Lv Pao'er, do you believe in light?" Li Chungang laughed.

"?" Lv Pao.

At this moment, Lv Pao only felt that Li Chungang was very different from the Sword God in her memory who was obsessed with Sword Dao and had no heart for romance.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem."

To the side, Wang Xianzhi coughed; he could not bear to watch any longer.

He was already at his age, and yet he still had to be fed dog food by others; he was watching, after all.

Lv Pao reacted and hurriedly broke free from Li Chungang's embrace, a shy look appearing on her face.

Li Chungang was reluctant to let go and said ungraciously to Wang Xianzhi: "Old Wang, what are you coughing for? If I had known, I wouldn't have called you here; you're ruining the mood."

"Hmph, you think I wanted to come."

"Women will only become shackles on my path to becoming the Martial Dao Ultimate," Wang Xianzhi said.

"Old Wang, you single dog, you don't understand this; love is the greatest power to stimulate a person's potential. If there is no love, what is the point of living?" Li Chungang said.

"The peak of Martial Dao is destined to be lonely. The path of the strong is also destined to be walked by one person," Wang Xianzhi did not change his stance.

"You are Wang Xianzhi, why do you look even older than Chungang?" Lv Pao asked curiously.

"Lian Po is old, but can he still eat? Although I look old, I am old but still strong," Wang Xianzhi said.

Li Chungang himself was also an old man, but because he had obtained many opportunities in the Chat Group, he had undergone reverse aging; at this time, he looked to be about forty or fifty years old.

"But I cannot figure it out, Li Chungang, that method of yours for resurrecting people," Wang Xianzhi said.

"Old Li, do you believe in light?" Li Chungang asked with a mysterious smile.

"I only believe in a pair of Iron Fist, suppressing all enemies," Wang Xianzhi said.

"How boring."

Li Chungang shook his head, feeling deeply moved by all of this; Lv Pao had been resurrected, his regrets of many years were finally fulfilled, and his state of mind had become flawless and complete.

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, a powerful aura erupted from within Li Chungang's body.

This was a power that surpassed the Heavenly Human Great Perfection, seemingly exceeding the limits of this world.

However, due to the limitations of the world itself, Li Chungang's Flesh strength remained at the Heavenly Human Great Perfection, but his Primordial Spirit power surged significantly, actually causing Wang Xianzhi to feel immense pressure.

"You broke through? What realm is this?" Wang Xianzhi asked.

Li Chungang shook his head and said:

"I do not know either, because of the restrictions of the mortal world, the realm of my Flesh is still at the Land Celestial Longevity Great Perfection, but my spirit and Primordial Spirit power have stepped into another realm."

As he finished speaking, Li Chungang extended his palm, and a palm-sized Sword Embryo could be seen hovering, releasing incomparably sharp Sword Qi.

"What a formidable Sword Embryo; it does not seem to be formed by Sword Qi," Wang Xianzhi said.

"Of course not, this is a Sword Embryo condensed from my Primordial Spirit power; once it takes shape, slaying High Immortal in the heavens will be as easy as chopping melons and vegetables, unstoppable," Li Chungang said.

He could roughly guess the prototype of the Sword Embryo; it should be similar to the Sword Pill of those practicing Immortal Cultivation!

In the Chat Group, Wang Wu had once mentioned that those practicing Immortal Cultivation would condense a Golden Core after Foundation Establishment.

And some practitioners, the rare true Sword Cultivator, would condense a Life-bound Sword Pill in addition to condensing a Golden Core!

The Life-bound Sword Pill would grow continuously alongside the Sword Cultivator, eventually condensing into a peerless Sword Soul, even more powerful than a magical treasure.

"A Sword Embryo condensed from Primordial Spirit power," Wang Xianzhi was shocked once again.

He felt that his pair of Iron Fist were like paper in front of the other's Sword Embryo, unable to block it at all.

Wait, if Li Chungang could condense a Sword Embryo, why couldn't he condense a Fist Embryo?

However, Wang Xianzhi only thought about this notion for a moment.

If Martial Dao could be achieved just by imitation, would there still be any need for pursuit?

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