Chapter 223: 【The Sword of No-Dao, The Touch of Reality】 (Second update, begging for...)

It was not just the two of them guarding here; as far as the eye could see, there were over a dozen Profound Immortals, and even more at the True Immortal level, but they were not worth worrying about.

The Spirit Treasure was about to appear, and Song Wuming himself felt a bit excited.

Within the secret realm of the Lu Clan, there were many treasures at the Profound Immortal level, and some Spirit Treasures as well, but he dared not use them.

After all, the karmic entanglements were too great.

Furthermore, there were none that were truly suitable.

As for himself, he did not have the habit of nurturing Dharma Treasures, or rather, he did not have the time for it.

Yuanbai had always urged him to comprehend his own Sword Dao—that all things could be a sword, and all things could enter the Sword Dao—so he did not have a personal sword of his own.

Even after arriving in the Dixian Jie, when he sparred with his many senior brothers, he only used a Spirit Artifact Flying Sword.

This did not hinder him from unleashing his Sword Dao.

But if he had a sufficiently powerful Spirit Treasure Flying Sword, it would certainly enhance his combat prowess.

As for Song Wuming himself, he naturally hoped to possess his own flying sword.

But a treasure that resonated with him was truly hard to find, so he could only wait for an opportunity.

Now, it seemed his predestined affinity had arrived.

Song Wuming could sense that the treasure within the pool had a high degree of compatibility with him.

It was precisely this intense attraction that made him stare fixedly at that spot, waiting for its appearance.

One day, two days, the third day—finally, the surface of the water changed.

There was no earth-shattering scene; it was merely a Low-Grade Innate Spirit Treasure, not an Innate Supreme Treasure, so it would not trigger any great phenomena; one could even say there was no movement at all.

A sword tip slowly emerged from the water, and immediately after, the entire sword was exposed in the air.

The sword body appeared entirely gray and hazy, looking as if it were a flying sword carved from stone.

Song Wuming did not hesitate; the moment the sword body was fully revealed, he activated the Supernatural Power 【Take Objects from Afar】 and directly snatched the treasure into his hand.

Once the flying sword was in his hand, the gray, hazy aura suddenly vanished, the sword body turned a bright silver color, and it emitted a soft hum.

The gazes of the surrounding immortals were all drawn over, looking at Song Wuming, this seemingly unremarkable young man.

Since they had come here, it naturally meant they also wanted to obtain this flying sword.

However, upon seeing the fortune above the other's head, many chose to leave directly. The Shangqing Spirit Hall was not someone just anyone could provoke.

The Dixian Jie was a place that valued background above all else; without a background, one might be robbed, which signified that one's predestined affinity with the treasure was insufficient.

But for those who possessed a background, it was different.

"The treasure chooses its master; congratulations, Fellow Daoist, on obtaining the Spirit Treasure!"

A young general in silver armor spoke up.

This person had the cultivation of a Second-Turn Profound Immortal; judging by his attire, he seemed to be a general belonging to some legion of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, but his rank was not high, and behind him, aside from the grand background of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, he had no one directly supporting him, so he did not have enough confidence to contend with a direct disciple like Song Wuming.

He sensibly chose to withdraw and expressed goodwill, which counted as becoming a familiar face.

Song Wuming held the 'Enlightenment Sword' and responded with a smile:

"This treasure has an affinity with me; I have made you run in vain, Fellow Daoist."

The young general was about to say something more, but was interrupted by someone.

"I, however, feel that this treasure's affinity with you, Fellow Daoist, is insufficient. Why not let me test it to see if you have enough virtue to obtain this treasure!"

The speaker was a Demon Immortal from Lingyao Cheng, at the level of a Four-Turn Profound Immortal, who possessed not only the fortune of Lingyao Cheng behind him but also the direct bloodline fortune of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

This indicated that the other party was very likely a direct descendant of a Demon Immortal.

"Please, enlighten me!"

Song Wuming was not a person who feared battle, and he would certainly not give up an opportunity he had already obtained.

Therefore, he directly issued a challenge.

Hearing Song Wuming agree to the fight, Guanglingxian suddenly flew toward him while shouting:

"Fellow Daoist, please!"

Before the words had faded, a burst of dazzling light transformed into a sky full of sword rain, falling toward the direction where Song Wuming was.

The Enlightenment Sword in Song Wuming's hand had not yet been refined by him, so it could not exert much power, but in itself, he had never relied on the power of his own Dharma Treasures in previous battles, so he did not feel the slightest panic.

Suddenly, his figure split into dozens; after a burst of sword light, all the sword rain was intercepted, and the final figure arrived beside Guanglingxian. A flash of sword light passed; Guanglingxian could not dodge in time and relied only on instinct to block with his protective light.

But Song Wuming's combat prowess could absolutely not be measured simply by his immortal level.

His mastery of the Dao, augmented by various Supernatural Powers, meant the power of a single sword strike was enough to rival the full-force blow of a Five-Turn or even Six-Turn Profound Immortal.

Therefore, Guanglingxian's hasty block was completely useless.

One sword strike directly severed a section of his wing.

Guanglingxian had not revealed his true demon form, but Song Wuming's sword had struck his true body.

This was the power displayed by the 【Touch of Reality】 Supernatural Power superimposed on the Sword Dao of the 'Sword of Reality'; Song Wuming's sword could directly injure the opponent's true body even if it struck a Dharma Image.

【Touch of Reality】: Everything you touch becomes real; you can turn everything illusory into reality.

The Supernatural Power augmented the Sword Dao, and various powers combined, causing his combat prowess to soar.

Guanglingxian had a section of his wing severed; he did not let out any screams, but simply stood not far away, looking at Song Wuming, still shaken.

"As expected of a disciple of the Shangqing Spirit Hall, to have such methods—I underestimated you. This flying sword is yours."

Song Wuming heard this and said politely:

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for your concession."

He upheld the principle of giving the other party a way out; harmony brings wealth, and if conflict could be reduced, there was no need to escalate it, unless it was more beneficial to himself.

Although he had a master at the Taiyi Golden Immortal level, a grandmaster at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level, and the behemoth that was the Shangqing Spirit Hall as his backing, he was still unwilling to provoke an enemy at the Great Luo Golden Immortal level.

Being targeted by a Great Luo Golden Immortal was not a good thing.

Seeing Song Wuming give him a way out, Guanglingxian's expression softened slightly; he picked up his wing and left directly.

With this sacrificial lamb highlighting the strength of Song Wuming, and the fact that Huo Miaolan was standing beside him, the others lost all desire to compete; those who hadn't shown themselves left directly, and those who had already appeared would offer a word of farewell before departing.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone.

Huo Miaolan walked over and said with a smile:

"Congratulations, Junior Brother, on obtaining a Dao-protecting Spirit Treasure; your path of cultivation will be smooth sailing from here on out."

Song Wuming replied:

"With this sword, I must be even more diligent, so as not to let it down."

"Junior Brother, refine the Spirit Treasure as soon as possible, and then I shall spar with you to see just how powerful this Dharma Treasure is."

Huo Miaolan stared at Song Wuming and said in a soft voice.

Song Wuming's face twitched.

We agreed, we are only sparring! What is that look in your eyes!

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