It was hard to tell whether his body followed the movements of the sword, or if the sword followed the indications of his will. Right now, Meng Hao had complete and utter faith in the sword. He had faith that the sword could turn the tide of death!
This faith seems fantastic, but actually, after his mind entered the sword, he underwent a type of spontaneous enlightenment. It was like he was practicing cultivation… that resulted in faith!
The wooden sword did not emit any kind of brilliant light, nor did it send out shocking ripples. It merely rose up and then slashed toward the incoming Soul Sword.
The azure-masked Cultivator’s Soul Sword shook.
For the first time in the battle, the azure-masked Cultivator sensed a profound feeling of danger. As he floated there within the soul, he suddenly thought about what had happened to Dao Child Luo Chong.
And yet, he didn’t retreat. He was unwilling to retreat, because if he didn’t slay Fang Mu, then it would be hard to recall the soul. So he pushed forward at top speed, slamming into the descending Wooden Time Sword.
There was no roaring sound. No boom. Instead, a shocking wind of Time rose up, filling the entire area. It was a song of ages, a glow of life that seemed like some kind of illusion.
An archaic Qi filled the air and then melded with the surroundings. When the Soul Sword and the Wooden Time Sword collided, the azure-masked Cultivator’s soul emitted a blood-curdling shriek that no one but he could hear. He had suffered no wound, but instead, was filled with indescribable pain. It was as if… his life force had been injured, as if life itself had been sucked away. Suddenly, he was incomparably weak.
The feeling of weakness filled him with unprecedented fear. It only took an instant for him to realize that the Wooden Time Sword had caused him to lose a full sixty-year cycle of longevity!!
This was the result of only one blow of the sword. Before a second blow could land, the azure-masked Cultivator’s soul let out a fierce shout. The Soul Sword shot forward, stabbing completely through Meng Hao’s chest and then disappearing in the resulting shower of blood.
Blood sprayed from Meng Hao’s mouth, and his face went pale white. His body turned into a beam of colourful light as he fell down toward the Dao Geyser, and the glowing screen.
When the Soul Sword disappeared, the azure-masked Cultivator’s body shook. Blood sprayed from his mouth as his eyes opened. As he staggered backward, his body aged. He coughed up more blood. His mask suddenly fell off, revealing the pallid face of an old man, completely devoid of blood.
After entering the Core Formation stage, this man had never met someone as difficult to slay as Meng Hao. He panted, his face pale. He didn’t let his guard down at all, though, and was just about to charge again. This was because he knew… the sword had not pierced through Meng Hao’s heart. At the last minute, Meng Hao had moved to the side, causing the sword to miss the vital spot.
Suddenly, shock covered his face as he looked toward Meng Hao.
Below, the tens of thousands of Cultivators also looked shocked. They saw everything that had happened, including the sword piercing Meng Hao through the chest. Now, though, their eyes went wide with disbelief.
All eyes were fixed on Meng Hao!
He had been falling, but then he stopped in mid-air. He floated there, and when his eyes opened, they radiated an icy glow. His wound was serious, and even the restorative power of the Violet Pupil Transformation wouldn’t enable him to recover in a short period of time.
What was so shocking to the unmasked Cultivator and the other tens of thousands of Cultivators, had nothing to do with that. What shocked them to core was that Meng Hao was currently floating… in the exact same position as the figure on the glowing screen! Their bodies were superimposed.
มันเป็นเรื่องยากที่จะบอกว่า ร่างกายของเขาตามการเคลื่อนไหวของดาบ หรือถ้าดาบตาม ตัวชี้วัดของเขาจะ ขวานี้ เมงเฮามีศรัทธาสมบูรณ์ และเปล่งเสียงในดาบ เขามีความเชื่อว่า ดาบสามารถเปลี่ยนกระแสของตายความเชื่อนี้น่าทึ่ง แต่จริง หลังจากที่จิตใจของเขาป้อนดาบ ก็ได้รับการตรัสรู้ธรรมชาติชนิดหนึ่ง เช่นเขาถูกฝึกเพาะปลูก...ที่ทำให้เกิดศรัทธามากดาบไม้ไม่เปล่งแสงใด ๆ ชนิดของแสงสว่างสดใส ไม่มันไม่ส่งออกตกตะลึงระลอก มันกุหลาบเพียงค่า และจากนั้น เฉือนไปทางดาบวิญญาณเข้ามาดาบวิญญาณของ azure หลอกลวงเกษตรกรส่ายครั้งแรกในการรบ เกษตรกรที่สวมหน้ากาก azure รู้สึกความรู้สึกที่ลึกซึ้งของอันตราย ขณะที่เขามีลอยภายในจิตวิญญาณ เขาก็คิดว่า เกี่ยวกับสิ่งที่ได้เกิดขึ้นกับดาวเด็ก Luo Chongและยัง เขาไม่ เขาก็ไม่ยอมถอย เพราะถ้าเขาไม่ฆ่าหมู่ฝาง แล้วมันจะยากที่จะเรียกวิญญาณ ดังนั้น เขาผลักไปข้างหน้าที่ความเร็วสูงสุด มัดเป็นดาบเวลาไม้เรียงไม่คำรามเสียงได้ บูมไม่ แทน เป็นลมตกใจเวลาลุกขึ้น เติมพื้นที่ทั้งหมด มันเป็นเพลงของวัย การเรืองแสงของชีวิตที่ดูเหมือนว่าบางชนิดของภาพลวงตาAn archaic Qi filled the air and then melded with the surroundings. When the Soul Sword and the Wooden Time Sword collided, the azure-masked Cultivator’s soul emitted a blood-curdling shriek that no one but he could hear. He had suffered no wound, but instead, was filled with indescribable pain. It was as if… his life force had been injured, as if life itself had been sucked away. Suddenly, he was incomparably weak.The feeling of weakness filled him with unprecedented fear. It only took an instant for him to realize that the Wooden Time Sword had caused him to lose a full sixty-year cycle of longevity!!This was the result of only one blow of the sword. Before a second blow could land, the azure-masked Cultivator’s soul let out a fierce shout. The Soul Sword shot forward, stabbing completely through Meng Hao’s chest and then disappearing in the resulting shower of blood.Blood sprayed from Meng Hao’s mouth, and his face went pale white. His body turned into a beam of colourful light as he fell down toward the Dao Geyser, and the glowing screen.When the Soul Sword disappeared, the azure-masked Cultivator’s body shook. Blood sprayed from his mouth as his eyes opened. As he staggered backward, his body aged. He coughed up more blood. His mask suddenly fell off, revealing the pallid face of an old man, completely devoid of blood.After entering the Core Formation stage, this man had never met someone as difficult to slay as Meng Hao. He panted, his face pale. He didn’t let his guard down at all, though, and was just about to charge again. This was because he knew… the sword had not pierced through Meng Hao’s heart. At the last minute, Meng Hao had moved to the side, causing the sword to miss the vital spot.Suddenly, shock covered his face as he looked toward Meng Hao.Below, the tens of thousands of Cultivators also looked shocked. They saw everything that had happened, including the sword piercing Meng Hao through the chest. Now, though, their eyes went wide with disbelief.All eyes were fixed on Meng Hao!He had been falling, but then he stopped in mid-air. He floated there, and when his eyes opened, they radiated an icy glow. His wound was serious, and even the restorative power of the Violet Pupil Transformation wouldn’t enable him to recover in a short period of time.What was so shocking to the unmasked Cultivator and the other tens of thousands of Cultivators, had nothing to do with that. What shocked them to core was that Meng Hao was currently floating… in the exact same position as the figure on the glowing screen! Their bodies were superimposed.
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