Chapter 659: Sword Dao, Law Body

In the void, more than ten Divine Clarity Realm elders unleashed sealing secret treasures, sealing the void and imprisoning Gongsun Xiuniang.

Shortly after, the main cannons of hundreds of warships struck her.

Over twenty Divine Clarity Realm elders also struck with their full power, concentrating fire on the gold-armored Gongsun Xiuniang.

Dense light tore through the void, followed by a high-temperature explosion; a mass of black-red mixed firelight, filled with a terrifying annihilation aura, slowly spread outward.

Amidst a low chant, four huge golden hands from all directions closed in, lightly patting the rapidly spreading firelight—enough to utterly destroy the super military city below—and the firelight instantly solidified, its power confined to a void within a radius of about half a kilometer.

The power capable of destroying ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers was compressed within that half‑kilometer radius; the horror of this fireball can be imagined.

In the void, specks of light flickered.

Each speck of light bore a blooming gorgeous flower.

Though Gongsun Xiuniang had clearly been locked on by more than ten sealing treasures, at the instant she was struck down her body flickered, leaving a clear afterimage where she stood, while her true form appeared out of thin air before Wu Tie.

The heavy sword entwined with two dragons brought forth a light, lover‑like gaze of swordlight, lightly slicing toward the gap between Wu Tie's two ribs.

Zhao Xiang's voice came from afar: "Gongsun clan, Hundred Flowers Mistaken Sword… Prince An, be careful, the Gongsun clan's sword technique is secret and extremely hard to deal with."

In the firelight, the afterimage left by Gongsun Xiuniang had completely disintegrated, while her true form before Wu Tie showed, in the thick black hair flowing like a waterfall outside her helmet, a strand as thick as a thumb instantly turning ivory white.

'Ding'!

Gongsun Xiuniang's flawless, exquisite strike was blocked by Wu Tie with the God‑Beating Whip.

Purple‑gold light surged like a tide; the void beside Wu Tie suddenly solidified, the speed of Gongsun Xiuniang's sword swing stiffened abruptly, Wu Tie retreated backward, using the terrifying force transmitted from her sword to transform into a rainbow and flee a hundred miles.

'Pu pu pu', three arrows traced three strange arcs, shooting out from the darkness afar.

Li Guang acted, and not only he; the gray flames burning on his three arrows were bolstered by the spiritual flames cultivated by other elders, the gray flame's power eerie—wherever the arrows passed, the void left a clearly visible gray trail, as if all tangible and intangible things along the way were completely erased.

Gongsun Xiuniang swung her sword into empty air, slightly stunned.

Her previous straight thrust had not even taken Wu Tie to heart; she had merely tossed him a casual sword with a playful mood, so her sword pierced precisely toward Wu Tie's heart, only to be blocked by his ribs.

With Gongsun Xiuniang's cultivation, let alone a half‑step Divine Clarity body—even if a hundred thousand great mountains stood before her, a single sword would pierce through.

Thus she gave Wu Tie a sword without a second thought.

Who would have thought Wu Tie's ribs were strange—half‑step Divine Clarity cultivation actually managed to block her innate spiritual sword.

So just now, Gongsun Xiuniang used a bit of seriousness, a bit of thought.

She swept her sword sideways, preparing to slip through Wu Tie's rib gap and slash his heart.

Who would have thought Wu Tie actually blocked her peerless sword with the God‑Beating Whip—Wu Tie blocked her sword move, and the God‑Beating Whip blocked her sword outright.

The God‑Beating Whip suffered no damage; rather, her hand‑held Gongsun family's inherited innate spiritual sword let out a faint wail—as if two people collided foreheads, the spiritual sword felt excruciating pain while the God‑Beating Whip felt nothing.

The grade of the God‑Beating Whip far exceeds that of the Gongsun family's ancestral spiritual sword.

A cold light flashed in Gongsun Xiuniang's eyes; she prepared to get serious. A junior repeatedly failing to kill her with two swords—where would she face those old monsters of her generation afterward?

Especially the God‑Beating Whip.

After her spiritual sword clashed solidly with the God‑Beating Whip, she sensed its grade and power.

Vast as the sea, extremely terrifying.

Such a divine weapon, Gongsun Xiuniang secretly rejoiced, fearing that in the Great Wei no old monster knows there exists here a terrifying spiritual treasure whose grade surpasses a state‑protecting artifact.

"It is I, the little lady's." Gongsun Xiuniang didn't even glance at the three howling arrows; flower petals drifted around her, she left a flickering spiritual afterimage where she stood, Wu Tie saw a flash of spiritual light, and Gongsun Xiuniang instantly crossed a hundred miles to appear before him.

Then, millions of flowers blossomed.

Millions of flowers, each with dozens of petals, each petal composed of tens of thousands of sword glints.

When these flowers bloomed, the void within ten miles around Wu Tie became a sword domain.

Sword will enveloped everything, controlled everything, expelled everything, sealed everything; countless extremely sharp auras locked onto Wu Tie's body, and his skin instantly exploded into powder.

Comparable to death by a thousand cuts, when the millions of flowers bloomed, countless extremely fine sword glints sliced Wu Tie's body.

On Wu Tie, sesame‑sized skin particles were cut by intersecting sword qi nearly a million times in an instant—imagine how many attacks his whole body's flesh endured!

Dense sparks flickered on Wu Tie's body.

Sword glints cut his skin, penetrated his muscles, reached deep to the bone, madly cutting his bones.

This move, Wu Tie had no way to break.

He could not even see where Gongsun Xiuniang's sword came from.

Wu Tie's cultivation of the Primordial Classic gave his Dao foundation surpassing everyone under heaven, but now the situation has nothing to do with his cultivation and Dao.

Wu Tie trained with Old Iron in seizing the Dao, yet his spear technique compared to Gongsun Xiuniang's swordsmanship is like a drop of water versus an endless ocean. How old is Wu Tie? He hasn't used a spear in years; these past two years he's grown accustomed to bullying people with the God‑Beating Whip.

Whereas Gongsun Xiuniang inherits the Gongsun clan's sword Dao, she has painstakingly cultivated the sword Dao for nearly a hundred thousand years.

"Truly… a beautiful sword." Drenched in blood spraying, his body hacked into a bloody mess, large chunks of muscle vanished instantly, revealing dark yet somewhat crystalline bones; even in such 'desperate straits', Wu Tie loudly praised the beauty of Gongsun Xiuniang's sword Dao.

Not praising the danger of her sword Dao.

But praising the beauty of her sword Dao.

Then Wu Tie gripped the God‑Beating Whip, treating it as a short sword, and began to swing it about in earnest.

The 'ding ding ding' impacts rang nonstop; countless sword glints cut Wu Tie's bones, yet while these glints inflicted massive damage on his flesh, they left not a single mark on his bones.

Instead, Wu Tie holding the God‑Beating Whip, in just a finger‑snap, the whip sprayed sword glints several zhang long; Wu Tie swung it like a sword, executing eighteen sword stances, clashing with Gongsun Xiuniang's eighteen moves in an instant.

Wu Tie's vital chest was struck by eighteen swords, while the God‑Beating Whip also emitted a low, tearing‑through‑air sound, narrowly grazing Gongsun Xiuniang's faceplate.

Behind Wu Tie's divine fetus, the huge jade disc projection showed three giant lotus buds trembling slightly.

Amidst the three thousand large lotus leaves and eighty‑four thousand small lotus leaves clinging to the disc's edge, a delicate small lotus leaf glimmered with a faint light; countless extremely fine sword glints shot out from the leaf, quickly turning into tiny, divine‑light‑shining flying swords that swirled rapidly around the leaf.

Winding, agile, or fierce, or solemn, or domineering, or gloomy and inward—sword intent shifted endlessly; the sword intent's attributes could produce tens of thousands of sword‑dao patterns from Wu Tie's brow, winding down to quickly merge with his bones, organs, muscles, and the rest of his physique.

As the sword‑dao patterns continually fused, Wu Tie's aura gradually became sharp and steadfast, like a humanoid treasure sword.

After the Yin‑Yang Five Elements Law Body, Wu Tie's body began to fuse with sword Dao, beginning to condense the Sword Law Body.

Gongsun Xiuniang's sword glints grew ever sharper, her sword moves ever more changeable; the heavier the injury Wu Tie suffered, the faster he condensed the Sword Law Body. In just a finger‑snap, Wu Tie's head and both arms were already completely covered by dense sword‑dao patterns.

The pair of beautiful eyes beneath Gongsun Xiuniang's faceplate almost jumped out of their sockets.

Gaining sword insight in the heat of battle?

From a raw recruit who looked like he'd never seriously wielded a sword, in the snap of a finger his sword cultivation leapt to the level Gongsun Xiuniang had reached around a thousand years of age?

What is this?

A sword prodigy?

Gongsun Xiuniang stared for a moment, and the God-Smiting Whip in Wu Tie's hand spat out a blinding sword light, which with a 'puff' heavily struck her faceguard.

Although Gongsun Xiuniang is a mighty divine being above the fifth heaven, she mainly cultivates the sword, and in terms of bodily strength she is not strong, far inferior to a monster like Wu Tie.

Just one blow, and Gongsun Xiuniang seemed to be hit by a siege hammer; her faceguard shattered and she flew backward.

In the blink of an eye, the three arrows Li Guang shot shattered Gongsun Xiuniang's afterimage left a hundred li away, sensed her aura, and traced a huge arc, silently pursuing her.

A mere hundred li away, the arrows arrived in an instant.

Struck by Wu Tie's God-Smiting Whip, Gongsun Xiuniang felt dizzy and dazed, completely unaware of where she was.

The power of the God-Smiting Whip is certainly a factor—but frankly, Wu Tie never truly displayed its tremendous might before so many, and the whip's damage to Gongsun Xiuniang was actually quite limited.

But Gongsun Xiuniang was stunned by the move Wu Tie had just used.

Wielding the God-Smiting Whip, treating that square-headed, square-tailed twenty-four-section whip as a short sword, the strike Wu Tie just unleashed actually gave Gongsun Xiuniang a feeling of 'astonishing brilliance'.

That vast, unfathomable sword intent left even Gongsun Xiuniang greatly shocked.

It was because of this shock that Wu Tie's strike landed on her faceguard.

Gongsun Xiuniang stared blankly, her body stiff as she flew backward, her mind in turmoil, unable to comprehend how such a monster could exist.

The three arrows struck the dazed Gongsun Xiuniang, shattering her upper-body gold armor, blasting her back into a bloody mess, and large patches of gray flame blazed, scorching her back to ruin.

Gongsun Xiuniang let out a hoarse scream, suddenly turning into a sword light that shot up into the sky, fleeing in disarray toward the giant dragon boat where Xiahou Luming was.

Gongsun Xiuniang was wounded…… She actually became dazed on the battlefield due to emotional turmoil.

Even ordinary soldiers with a bit of combat experience wouldn't lose focus when surrounded by enemies, yet Gongsun Xiuniang, a divine being above the fifth heaven who has cultivated for over a hundred thousand years, made this mistake.

Indeed…… she has never set foot on a battlefield in her life!

The Gongsun clan's swordsmanship is famed under heaven; its members excel at dancing with swords in court to show off, or engaging in friendly sword exchanges with the sons and daughters of other aristocratic houses, even serving as sword instructors for imperial princes!

Throughout the ages, the Gongsun clan's members—especially a beauty like Gongsun Xiuniang—need only enjoy endless admiration and acclaim in the capital of Wei; they…… have never needed to go to the battlefield.

Gongsun Xiuniang fled while wailing, her back sizzling as the burned flesh made a 'hissing' sound, tears streaming all the way back into the cabin of the giant dragon boat, where she hid to tend her wounds.

Xiahou Luming stared blankly at the direction Gongsun Xiuniang fled, remaining silent for a long while, not uttering a sound.

Wu Tie drew a breath; he who had nearly been stripped to his skeleton inhaled deeply, and the blood mist rolling around him coalesced inward, the blood mist formed from his own flesh attaching to his frame, and in an instant his injuries healed, leaving not a trace.

Grasping the God-Smiting Whip, infinitesimal sword Dao patterns flowed slowly across his upper body, accompanied by constant 'clang' sword tones; the patterns continually merged into his body, Wu Tie's comprehension and mastery of the sword deepened, and within him a terrifying sword intent capable of rending everything began to coalesce.

Wu Tie cultivated the Primordial Classic, thereby grasping all the grand dao mysteries of heaven and earth.

But even if he perfectly comprehended all the grand dao mysteries of heaven and earth, even if he fully understood everything about the sword in his heart, he had never actually displayed superb sword technique.

He knew all sword principles, yet had never put them into practice—empty theory without application.

Stimulated by Gongsun Xiuniang, boundless sword Dao insights, catalyzed by that miraculous lotus root, directly transformed into sword Dao patterns that fused with Wu Tie's dharma body.

Every strand of Wu Tie's muscle, every meridian and nerve, every bone, even all his organs, were undergoing fine-tuning.

His physique was evolving toward the form most suited for wielding a sword.

His body was like that of an old swordsman who had trained for many years; his grasp, perception, and use of the sword were all rapidly surging.

As he stepped step by step back before Xiahou Luming, the sword Dao patterns had already covered Wu Tie's entire body, now undergoing final integration with his physique.

At this moment, Wu Tie's command of the sword even rivaled that of Gongsun Xiuniang.

The terrifying Primordial Classic, the fearsome lotus root, and Wu Tie's superhuman fortune finally brought about this miracle.

"Your Majesty, with your thick brows and big eyes, actually engage in such sneaky, rat-eyed schemes." Wu Tie laughed, looking at the ashen-faced Xiahou Luming: "If you want war, then war…… Next time you wish to kill this king, come with open blades and spears; this sneak assassination amounts to what? It's truly disgracing the ancestors of your great Wei."

Wu Tie laughed at Xiahou Luming: "You say, if I spread today's affairs among the three nations' peoples…… heh, do you still want to save face?"

Xiahou Luming fell silent for a moment, his ashen complexion gradually returning to normal: "What do you want? State your terms."

Wu Tie's eyes narrowed to slits as he smiled: "Give me a good sword…… Let today's incident be as if it never happened. Otherwise, I will not only broadcast your shameless, rat-eyed conduct today to the world, but also proclaim that the lovely lady who just tried to assassinate me failed to kill me, instead granting me countless sword insights."

A 'whoosh' sounded.

A piercing cold light shot from the dragon boat's cabin, a sword about six feet long, its whole body exuding a terrifying chill, hovering upright before Wu Tie.

Wu Tie laughed.

Gongsun Xiuniang's humiliation fee has arrived.