Chapter 211: 211. Chapter 211: Seven Swords Fight the Nascent Soul (Seeking Subscriptions)

211. Chapter 211: Seven Swords Fight the Nascent Soul (Seeking Subscriptions)

A place of towering mountains and precipitous ridges.

This mountain was located on the border of the Zheng Kingdom and possessed not a shred of spiritual energy.

A streak of sword light descended, revealing Fang Xing's figure.

He looked at the bare, precipitous cliff face ahead, smiled slightly, and chanted a few incantations.

A white ball of light emerged, filled with countless tadpole-like runes inside, and slammed violently into the cliff face.

Pop!

The precipitous cliff rippled like water, revealing a mountain cave.

A sound of sword ringing seemed to come from within.

Fang Xing smiled indifferently, flicked his finger slightly, and a sword flew out as well.

"So it is Nephew Fang!"

The formation opened automatically, and an expressionless Jin Dan sword cultivator walked out; it was none other than Uncle Feng.

The other party had originally been chosen as the commander of a flank force to attack the Tianpu Gate, later successfully exterminating it and serving as the garrison for that region.

In terms of status, he was considered on par with Fang Xing.

But both in terms of cultivation and the cultivators he brought with him, he was a cut above.

Fang Xing had also received a message from the Profound Heaven Sect while in the midst of fleeing, which was why he had come to meet him.

The interior of the cave was inlaid with many night-luminescent pearls the size of fists; it was not dark at all, appearing very bright.

In the depths, there was also a spring eye, from which wisps of spiritual energy constantly emerged, condensing like mist.

Beside the spring eye were several meditation cushions, and a few cultivators were sitting cross-legged; some had pale complexions, clearly having suffered no light injuries.

This time, all three great armies had been surrounded and wiped out, so naturally, none of them could expect to be well off.

Fang Xing swept a glance and discovered there were three False Jin Dan cultivators and one Jin Dan cultivator from the Outer Hall, who should have the surname 'Zhang'.

"What exactly is the situation? I only received a flying sword message saying the rear base was routed... What about Uncle Fu's side?"

Fang Xing asked.

"The mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was indeed occupied..."

Uncle Feng shook his head slightly: "However, the one who made the move was not a Nascent Soul, but a False Nascent Soul cultivator."

"False Nascent Soul? I seem to have seen it in a classic..."

Fang Xing's eyes moved slightly.

"The demonic path uses crooked and evil ways to cultivate a strange 'Nascent Soul'. If a Jin Dan cultivator refines it, they can become a 'False Nascent Soul' cultivator. It is just a pity that a False Nascent Soul cultivator does not possess the thousand-year lifespan of a true Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun, and their magic power is ultimately a notch inferior to a true early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator..."

Uncle Feng explained.

Fang Xing nodded silently as he listened, understanding that it was an item similar to his own External Dan, only of a higher grade, having reached the fourth rank.

"Even so, being able to make a Jin Dan cultivator possess Nascent Soul magic power is truly enviable... If the demonic path refined a few more, wouldn't this righteous-demonic war be over?"

Fang Xing asked.

Uncle Feng nodded, very satisfied that this nephew had grasped the key point immediately: "Such external Nascent Souls are extremely rare and precious; they cannot be refined easily and require the right time, place, and people... They will even dissipate automatically after reaching a certain age, existing for at most a thousand years, just like a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun possessing a lifespan."

"So strange?"

Fang Xing chatted a few more sentences, and Elder Zhang of the Outer Hall and the others also gradually finished their cultivation and met him one by one.

Seeing that these people were all in a state of having suffered great damage to their vitality, he knew they must have experienced a bitter battle before.

"Then... for this great battle, how is the sect preparing?"

Fang Xing asked the most critical question.

A Nascent Soul combat power was already enough to sway the war situation.

This great battle between the Profound Heaven Sect and the Wan Xiang Sect had already begun to tilt in an unfavorable direction.

"Our sect's Supreme Elder is being held back by the Wan Xiang Sect's Nascent Soul monster... Although he can defeat that old demon, that old demon's escape technique is incomparably sharp, and he even used us Jin Dan cultivators as hostages, threatening to take action against us, which made the Supreme Elder feel constrained..."

Uncle Feng talked around it, but in the end, it boiled down to one sentence: Chu Chu Kuangtu could not be counted on.

"What about the righteous path of the Great Jing cultivation world? Now that the righteous-demonic war is on, our Profound Heaven Sect is also a member of the righteous path; we should be able to invite a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun as external aid."

A female False Jin Dan True Person spoke up.

"Hehe..." Elder Zhang sneered: "In the righteous-demonic war, the Great Jing cultivation world is the main battlefield. Now that it is a bloodbath and reinforcements are being drawn from everywhere, who cares if you live or die?"

"Furthermore, even if the righteous path were of one mind and overcame all difficulties to appoint a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun to come, could it be that the demonic path wouldn't know how to provide support?"

"The Wan Xiang Demonic Sect really caught our sect off guard this time." Fang Xing looked at Uncle Feng: "I wonder what Uncle plans to do next? Shall we cross the mountains and ridges together and return directly to the Qi Kingdom?"

"We sword cultivators would rather break than bend... So what if it's a False Nascent Soul cultivator? Ultimately, it is not a true Nascent Soul!"

Uncle Feng said: "Sect Master Kong already has a decree to send a few more brothers to gather seven great Jin Dan combat powers, which can evolve the 'True Wu Qi Stars Sword Formation'; it might not be impossible to fight that False Nascent Soul..."

Regarding the Profound Heaven Sect, Fang Xing actually understood it better than Uncle Feng.

A sword formation was naturally a method of winning against the strong with the weak, and its internal principles were similar to Dao soldiers.

Fu Fu Hongyi had three thousand Dao soldiers and could barely exchange a few blows with a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun.

If the 'True Wu Qi Stars Sword Formation' were deployed by seven late-stage Jin Dan sword cultivators, it could even suppress a Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun and attempt to kill them!

For such a battle formation, the more people and the higher the cultivation... the more terrifying the power erupted.

However, seven late-stage Jin Dan sword cultivators... the Profound Heaven Sect couldn't even gather them.

They could only barely gather seven great Jin Dan combat powers, which was considered a simplified version, so naturally, it could not suppress a true Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun.

However, the one on the opposite side was not a true Nascent Soul Great Zhenjun either, but a False Nascent Soul; the two sides were considered evenly matched.

"Nephew Fang... with your cultivation and combat power, even if you return to the sect, I fear you will be summoned."

Uncle Feng said sincerely.

"Oh? Do I count as a Jin Dan sword cultivator now?" Fang Xing laughed dumbly.

"Having Jin Dan-level magic power and Jin Dan-level sword intent, naturally you are a Jin Dan sword cultivator..." Uncle Feng nodded: "Furthermore... you beheaded the Third Hall Master of the Blood River Hall who was in the early Jin Dan stage; how is that not Jin Dan combat power?"

"This intelligence travels really fast..."

Fang Xing couldn't help but complain.

Clearly, the Profound Heaven Sect must have spies within the Myriad Elephant Sect, and their status is not low.

Therefore, after the Third Hall Master of the Blood River Hall died, the news spread extremely fast.

"I received news... the demonic army is mighty and headed toward Brother Fu's location."

Uncle Feng said: "He is entangled by the Wood Evil Sect cultivators, and it is very difficult for the army to retreat... There will definitely be a great battle then. At that time, I ask Nephew to take action together with us... Sect Master Kong said that if Nephew is willing, regardless of victory or defeat this time, there will be a heavy reward of a 'Jin Dan Pill' upon returning to the sect..."

"It's just giving me in advance what originally belonged to me..."

Fang Xing's sharpness was fully revealed: "But with my sword technique, I can go anywhere in the world... Naturally, I will participate!"

"Good, truly the true-transmitted sword child of our Profound Heaven Sect."

Uncle Feng smiled and said: "I heard that Nephew still has an elder who is already a third-rank high-grade body cultivator..."

"That elder of mine has always been a free spirit, with no fixed abode... It is very difficult for me to contact him now."

Fang Xing shook his head regretfully.

In his heart, however, he was complaining that the Profound Heaven Sect seemed to have suffered quite a bit of damage, trying to draft anyone they could.

"Nephew, although our sect is famous for sword techniques, we have also preserved many inheritances from other sects... I dare not say anything else, but if you let your elder come to join, a quasi-fourth-rank body cultivation inheritance can still be given."

Uncle Feng promised solemnly.

In the cultivation world, a quasi-fourth-rank inheritance had a value that could not be measured by spiritual stones; it could be said that the sincerity was very sufficient.

But for Fang Xing...

A mere body cultivation inheritance? It was simply something that would be beaten to death by Blue Star martial arts.

He couldn't even look at it.

After all, his true self walked the path of Blue Star martial arts, and when he was in the Great Jin Gang Realm, he already had a quasi-fourth-rank physique.

'Speaking of which... if converted, what realm of combat power does a Jin Dan cultivator count as? Like Fu Fu Hongyi, he should have the sixth realm... but there are also False Jin Dan True Persons who are trash that can be reverse-killed by External Landscape martial artists...'

"And the seventh realm Jin Gang pulls away another large distance... After all, after three turns of the Golden Body, one can ignore the attacks of low-grade magic treasures... By the time one reaches the Great Jin Gang Realm, it is even more suspected to be a quasi-fourth-rank body cultivator."

"Looking at it this way, Nascent Soul cultivators are roughly equivalent to Martial Saints, which is eighth-realm combat power? The legendary Transformation Deity cultivators are analogous to Martial Gods, which is ninth-realm combat power?... Cannot be applied rigidly; using the realms of cultivators to rigidly apply to Blue Star martial arts... what it is truly like, one will only know after fighting the true self."

Fang Xing thought to himself, while casually dealing with a few sentences, and sat down on a meditation cushion beside the spiritual spring eye, silently comprehending the 'True Wu Qi Stars Sword Formation'.

This scene was seen by other Jin Dan True Persons, who all secretly praised that this child truly had the demeanor of a great general.

Under such hostile circumstances, he still maintained a normal expression.

They didn't know that Fang Xing still had the divine skill of his golden finger to run away.

Even when facing Nascent Soul cultivators, he had the trump card of his true self unleashing the 'Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm', so naturally, he had nothing to fear.

A few days later.

Wood Evil Sect.

A large number of cultivators were fighting crazily together.

A cyan wood dragon roared, emitting astonishing evil energy, and was entangled with a streak of sword light.

That sword light was vast, pure, and carried a sword intent that destroyed everything.

Swish!

Another streak of sword light slashed out, seemingly following a mysterious trajectory, finding the weak point of the Divine Wood Evil Dragon puppet, and splitting this puppet apart.

The sword light led the way and killed its way toward the Supreme Elder of the Wood Evil Sect!

Clatter!

A river of blood emerged, and a small circular shield leaped out from the blood river, blocking this must-kill sword.

Not far away, Fu Fu Hongyi slowly withdrew his sword, his expression calm.

Actually, if he really wanted to leave, he could have abandoned the entire camp of cultivators on the day he received the news and left lightly.

With his cultivation, even if the Wood Evil Sect pursued him with all their might, there couldn't be any results.

It was even more likely that he would be escorted out of the border.

But the numerous Profound Heaven Sect true-transmitted, inner-hall, and outer-hall disciples in the camp, as well as the Dao soldiers, would all be killed.

These were not the ragtag army like Fang Xing's subordinates, but the true elites of the Profound Heaven Sect!

Even Fu Fu Hongyi couldn't bear this responsibility and wanted to try his best to save one or two.

"Fu Fu Hongyi... why must you be so unwise?"

The blood river gathered to form a blood lake, and in the lake was a red-haired youth in the late Jin Dan stage; it was none other than the Great Hall Master of the Blood River Hall.

He withdrew his small shield and said indifferently: "With one person and one sword, you can roam the world, but dragging it out like this, what you wait for is not reinforcements, but ghosts coming for your life!"