Chapter 720: Mount Mount Dongxuan's Li Yuan, the Sacred Spirit of One Heart! (Combined Chapter)

In that instant, sword-light blazed like a torch, illuminating ten thousand myriad li.

Even separated by the light-screen cave-heaven, every cultivator inside and outside the Sword Realm felt that sword-Dao true intent—glorious as the sun, vast as the sea, pure and intense to the extreme!

"Who is that?"

Compared to that glorious sword intent, the Daoist standing with hammer in hand appeared thin and small, yet the gazes of every cultivator inside and outside the Sword Realm fell upon that Daoist's back.

He had not yet urged any transformation arts, his stature neither tall nor short, yet his aura was so majestic it resembled a great sun on the verge of being born and bursting forth, drawing sidelong glances from a host of great cultivators.

"That is the Incarnation Body of Tai Shan Xuan Sword Lord…"

Yu Yu Xuanji's pupils contracted sharply.

As a fellow Innate Sword Dao Sacred Body, he keenly perceived where that sword-light came from, and in an instant, he had already recognized the identity of that hammer-wielding Daoist:

"Mount Mount Dongxuan's Li Yuan!"

"It's him!"

Zhang Zhang Hai Long was also startled—wasn't that Daoist the junior who had haggled with him half a year ago and even swindled a Fate-Defying Tortoise Shell from him?

He actually fought his way to the eleventh level of the Sword Realm?!

"No, that's not right!"

"It's not just the eleventh level—he has already fought through two consecutive battles. If he wins this one, he will be the first person in nine epochs to reach the summit of the Sword Realm?!"

"Who is this person?!"

How swift were the divine thoughts of Liu Qi Jing great cultivators?

In less than a thousandth of an instant, streams of divine thought surged up, intersecting with one another, cross-referencing all the Chao Chu San Jing cultivators who had entered the realm—and they had already deduced who that person on the eleventh level of the Sword Realm was!

"Mount Mount Dongxuan's Li Yuan!"

Master Master Fufa recovered from his shock, sensed that nearly everyone's divine thought had swept over him, his expression unchanged as he merely rested his hand lightly on his sword.

"Hiss—"

Refining Demon Sword intent swept across the four extremes, shaking the Sword God Continent, forcing back all divine thoughts.

Only Yu Yu Xuanji—his divine thought trembled violently:

"Fa Fa Wushe, that transaction…"

Master Master Fufa rested his hand on his sword in silence, his gaze not leaving the Sword Realm's light-screen for an instant; his heart was shaken, yet a touch of sudden understanding rose within him.

Li Yuan must have cultivated Uncle Brother Tianying's Prison-Suppressing Gu Gu Shentong—not only cultivated it, but also imprisoned a terrifying fierce beast beyond imagination.

"Junior Brother Li actually…"

Daoist Daoist Tongqing and Fu Jiang exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Because of the Chaotic Sacred Body, they had held this junior brother in considerable esteem, yet they had not expected him to be ferocious to such an extent!

In the past, Yu Yu Wangxian had only broken through the ninth level before giving up helplessly, yet Li Yuan had fought all the way to the eleventh level's final challenger…

After their shock, the two simultaneously took out their Communication Orbs; with a turn of divine thought, everything they had witnessed was already transmitted back to Mount Mount Dongxuan.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same moment that Tai Shan Xuan Tong Tian's sword illuminated the Sword Realm, Li Yuan, who was facing the elderly Sword Lord in battle, felt a jolt in his heart; within his divine realm, the Five Extremes Temple trembled violently, and incense offerings surged like a tide.

"This is the outside world seeing me…"

Li Yuan's thoughts flashed like lightning and he already knew the reason, but he had no time to attend to it—the same torrent of sword-light, yet this elderly Sword Lord's single strike far surpassed those of the previous two.

Hiss hiss—

Li Yuan heard the fine, dense sound of tearing silk; within his divine thought's perception, the void within his sight seemed to be sliced apart by that omnipresent sword-light.

He 'saw' the essence of the sword-light torrent.

It was wisp after wisp of extremely fine sword-light, jumping at extreme speed within and without the void—some as small as motes of dust or mustard seeds, some like three-foot divine edges…

Some long, some short, some opening, some closing, some moving, some still… some interweaving three or five into formations, some crisscrossing and piercing like nets.

All manner of wondrous scenes manifested in succession—countless sword-Dao arts were being born and extinguished in flowing transformation, cycling endlessly!

"Sword-Extinguishing Art, Sword-Birth Art, Sword-Birth World!"

Li Yuan's gaze grew solemn.

He had always been extremely interested in the path of sword cultivation, and after obtaining the Refining Demon Ultimate Immortal Sword, he had borrowed and read a great many books on the sword Dao.

He understood sword cultivators fairly well, yet still felt shocked.

In this strike, the power the elderly Sword Lord employed did not exceed the Fa Jie De San Jing scope, yet by virtue of one sword giving birth to ten thousand arts, one sword extinguishing ten thousand arts, birth and extinction flowing in turn—

He had forcibly driven the might of this single strike to a level he dared not meet head-on!

"Boom—"

While his thoughts flashed like lightning, Li Yuan's Palm-Yu armor-clad body surged forth, his figure leaping like a dragon.

Under the gaze of every cultivator inside and outside the Sword Realm, he plunged into that sword-light sea that filled the sky and covered the earth, omnipresent.

The qi and blood about his body burned like a blazing sun radiating brilliance; his stride was like a great sun crossing the heavens.

In an instant, Li Yuan fully ignited three hundred and twenty streams of magic power; relying on the Demon Shadow's sacrifice, he activated the Prison-Suppressing Gu Gu Shentong—in a flash, the heavy hammer circulated ten thousands of times!

"Rumble!"

The sword-sea rose in waves, the pure light of slaughter blazing fiercely.

At the moment of collision, Li Yuan felt terror—in an instant, he knew not dozens or hundreds of arts exploding around his body.

Slaughter, Body-Fixing, Spirit-Fixing, Void-Fixing, Curse, Severance…

And none of them conflicted with one another; all their might poured down upon him!

Without the augmentation of the Soldier's Register, even if he wished to employ escape arts and flee now it would be impossible, and the Tree Demon Armor might not be able to withstand the full might either.

"So this is what a true Sword Dao Lord is!"

Li Yuan's heart gave rise to awe; he felt only that Gaoshan must be looked up to—with his current attainments in battle, if he did not employ power that surpassed Chao Chu San Jing, he absolutely could not unleash such a terrifying strike.

"If that is so, then I shall take you as my mirror!"

The flash of awe vanished in an instant, and Li Yuan swung his hammer once more. Blazing battle flames wreathed his entire body, and his Xuanteng Tree armor boiled and burned—he had clearly driven the Xuanteng Tree to its absolute limit.

Fire to kindle wood, water to temper it; channeled through the Mount Wuji Ancient Temple, all converging within the body of the Hun Dun Fa.

"Boom!"

Like a great sun plunging into a boundless Wang Yang, beams of pure slaughter-light blazed against one another, piercing through the light-screen of the Sword Realm and caught by every cultivator watching.

"This is the Third Realm?!"

Within the sixth layer of the Sword Realm, Wu Wu Yunlong felt a sudden chill; he nearly lost his form and was slain by the guardian. He retreated ten thousand li in a flash, casting every manner of spell to block the way.

His mind was no longer on breaking through the Sword Realm at all.

Third-realm cultivators like Wu Wu Yunlong were stunned and horrified, feeling that the two combatants were clearly of the Third Realm, yet so overwhelmingly powerful that they could hardly make sense of it.

"One sword gives birth to ten thousand laws, one sword destroys ten thousand laws; ten thousand laws arise and perish, their light bursting forth in a single instant. Worthy indeed of the Sword Lord's methods—if I were of the Third Realm, I would die beneath this sword!"

"Third Realm? Daoist friend Qingjing, don't try to put gold on your face. Even if you had the cultivation of the Fourth Realm, how could you break through this sea of swords?"

"That boy is actually this ferocious!"

"That is the Tai Shan Xuan Sword Lord! And that boy is actually holding his own—hasn't he fought many battles already and isn't at his peak?"

Unlike the Third-realm cultivators, the great cultivators of the Liu Qi Jing outside the Sword Realm had sharper eyes and faster divine senses; even though the two clashed at extreme speed, they could capture every detail clearly.

But precisely because they saw clearly, their hearts were all the more shocked.

"What kind of Dao Body is this? Even if it were the 'Douji Sacred Body,' at the Third Realm it could never possess such a physique!"

"A body-tempering divine ability—no, this is likely a great body-tempering divine ability!"

"It is said that within the Great Luo Heaven there is a great divine ability called the Eight Fiends Prison-Suppression, which can imprison the eight fiends within the body and forge an indestructible, imperishable, unwearing, unbreakable Golden Body—

Could it be that this person cultivates precisely this great divine ability?"

"No—even if one could cultivate a great divine ability across realms, there would still be no such means. He must possess some kind of Innate Dao Body…"

"Daoist friend Master Fufa…"

Beyond their shock, the great cultivators all sent out divine-sense transmissions to Daoist Master Fufa—some out of curious inquiry, others already calculating how to strike a deal.

But the divine senses of the vast majority of cultivators were blocked outside.

Jiu Ji Tian stood with hands at his sides, like a dharma-protector cutting off the gaze of every cultivator. Many great cultivators were annoyed, but he acted as if he noticed nothing, simply focusing his spirit on watching the battle.

In that instant, he had already put himself in the place of both combatants.

But no matter how he reasoned it out, he could not find a way to oppose either of them with mere Third-realm means—whether it was that vast sea of swords or that savage heavy hammer.

"I actually misjudged him… That slaughter aura of Li Yuan's is probably more than eighteen zhang!"

Jiu Ji Tian's heart trembled; only now did he understand why Master Fufa, Daoist Tongqing, and Fu Jiang had been willing to fight him to the death over this person.

How could this be a direct disciple of Mount Mount Dongxuan?

He was clearly the Chaotic Sacred Body who had inherited the mantle of Lord Lord Tianyu—the future master of Mount Mount Dongxuan!

"The bearing of a Dao Lord?"

Straining his eyes to watch the Daoist within that sea of swords—sweeping left and right, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, bearing the brunt of ten thousand slaughter-auras as he charged at extreme speed toward the aged Sword Lord—Jiu Ji Tian's heart shook:

"Even a young Heaven Lord or God King could hardly be more than this!"

"Boom!"

Li Yuan could feel the Shen Jing trembling, even more surging incense-fire roiling, the Xuanteng Tree wailing—he did not know how many sword-lights had riddled it.

But he acted as if he noticed nothing, simply burning his magic power in one breath, plunging through the sea of swords, one arm raised high, the heavy hammer like a mountain-peak and a star, smashing savagely down upon the aged Sword Lord!

This hammer of his likewise merged many laws: upon the purple-black hammer-head, the five colors flowed; within the hammer-head, myriad laws interwove—Dun Fa, slaughter, spirit-fixing…

And further bearing the various enhancements of the Soldier-Roster.

In a billionth of an instant, he shifted his grips; offense and defense nearly overlapped—this hammer was the utmost limit of his power at this moment.

"Zheng~"

Beneath the void, the Tai Shan Xuan Tong Tian Sword trembled violently, resisting the suppression of the Sword Realm.

But even though it was the cornerstone bearing the Sword Realm, it was very difficult to break free of its bonds without damaging the Sword Realm.

It could only watch helplessly as that Chaotic-Body Daoist unleashed another hammer, whose momentum and force were even greater than the hammer that had slain Mu Mu Xiantian.

"This boy…"

As the Tai Shan Xuan Tong Tian Sword struggled, its heart trembled.

From the moment it awakened its spirit and entered the Dao until now, across a million years of long ages, it had seen countless prodigies and heaven's chosen—but even the Fierce King God, whom its own master regarded as the lifelong enemy, at the Third Realm was never this ferocious.

"If this truly has no Ba Ba Waili, could he already possess the bearing of a God King…"

The Tai Shan Xuan Tong Tian Sword nearly forgot to struggle, but then, at the moment the sea of swords shattered, it suddenly awoke, struggled with all its might, and fled into the void.

"Rumble!"

The instant the heavy hammer erupted, the sea of swords had already collapsed and shattered.

"His magic power is also exhausted!"

As the hammer thundered out, a thought rose in Li Yuan's mind: he had burned no fewer than eight thousand magic power to fight through the sea of swords, while a Third-realm cultivator—even one bearing nine kinds of magic power—would have at most some seven thousand two hundred-odd magic power.

That aged Sword Lord's single sword giving birth to and destroying ten thousand laws must have consumed no small amount of magic power.

"Boom!"

The instant the heavy hammer fell, Li Yuan saw the aged Sword Lord raise a hand to steady his Dao crown, and then, in a flash, nine layers of wondrous phenomena manifested, and nine sword-wielding figures charged out.

"Boom!"

The nine swords sang in unison, meeting the heavy hammer—only to see divine light blaze dazzlingly, spell-waves rolling and surging.

"Puh!"

Li Yuan felt the heavy hammer checked, but in less than a single instant, the heavy hammer had already smashed those nine sword-lights to pieces, and along with those nine layers of wondrous phenomena and the aged Sword Lord himself, pounded them into a haze of light and shadow!

The eleventh layer of the Sword Realm—broken!

"Huu!"

In that instant, the starry sky fell silent; only the radiance of spells surged and spread.

Inside and outside the Sword Domain, every observing cultivator went utterly still; even the many Qi Jing cultivators locked in fierce combat with the guardians could not help but look toward the eleventh floor.

Since the Sword God Tomb was discovered, across nine epochs and a million long years, the cultivators who broke into the tenth floor could be counted on one hand, let alone shattering the eleventh floor.

"The eleventh floor is broken!"

Outside the Sword Domain, silence reigned; but the countless cultivators watching this scene through their Tongshi Spheres, after their shock, immediately erupted in an uproar.

"Clatter clatter~"

With one hammer-shock shattering that elder Sword Lord, Li Yuan had no time to observe the damaged Shan Xuan Teng Tree; he had already sensed the incense offerings in the Five Extremes Temple surging wildly.

Not one or two times, but a thousandfold, ten-thousandfold!

Incense offerings rolled in like a sea, nearly drowning the divine realm itself!

"How could there be so many?"

Li Yuan could not help but be startled, then guessed that outside the Sword Domain there must be more than one great Projection Master.

In fact, outside the Sword Domain, apart from the Nine Extremes Heaven and Master Master Fufa, the vast majority of cultivators had already opened their Tongshi Spheres long before.

And what kind of people were the cultivators outside the Sword Domain?

Even the earliest batch of Qi Jing cultivators who had failed the Sword Domain trial were top-ranked experts on their respective realm-domain combat leaderboards; the Liu Qi Jing cultivators who had brought them here were even more the overlords of their own realm-domains!

Through the thousand-plus cultivators outside the Sword Domain, the number who now witnessed him hammer-kill the Tai Shan Xuan Sword Lord was already no less than those who had watched his battle with Yun Yun Qianbei, and the quality far surpassed it!

Tian Shi Yuan Fa Jie, Bei Dou Fa Jie, Jiujiang Fa Jie, Zi Wei Fa Jie…

Mount Mount Dongxuan, Jingshan, White Bone Mountain, Yuanhuang Mountain… the various mountains of the Great Luo Heaven, the various temples of the Tai Huang Heaven, the three mountains and four seas of the Shan Xuan Tai Heaven…

Countless cultivators had witnessed this scene.