klisemfg Chapter 1698
Chapter 1698
He seemed to have all his divine and demonic essence drained away; his fingers, gripping the sword, trembled slightly, and the six Northern Darkness Swords vanished in a stream of light.
The supernatural powers of three heads and six arms and the ability to transform heaven and earth dissipated at the same time. The hundred-foot-tall divine and demonic body shrank back to its human form. Chen Xuan, like a lifeless fallen leaf, fell into the dark depths of the sea.
"Kid, you're insane!"
The tower quickly withdrew its time domain, and a large hand condensed from pure spiritual energy reached out from the tower, steadily supporting Chen Xuan's falling body.
The large hand was as gentle as warm jade, carrying him swiftly toward the Northern Underworld Immortal Palace, which hovered in the upper, murky sea.
This time, Chen Xuan was severely injured. The divine blood of his divine and demonic body was almost completely drained, and even his skin showed a pale color due to blood loss.
But beyond the price, he ultimately broke through his own limits—
The true meaning of the third move of the Ultimate Sword Technique, "Yin Yang Revolving Lotus Sword Realm," has been thoroughly understood.
His understanding of the two great paths, Taiyin and Taiyang, has advanced further, and he is only one step away from fully mastering them.
The little tower was quite pleased and enlarged its body several times, opening up a nine-fold time flow.
Chen Xuan briefly regained consciousness during this time, struggled to get up and sit cross-legged, took out a mountain of True Cultivation Pills from his storage space, and swallowed them all at once.
The pill transformed into a warm current as it entered his body, slightly easing his pale complexion, but the weariness in his eyes remained—
The mental and physical exhaustion accumulated over many years of fierce battles cannot be easily replenished by elixirs.
Chen Xuan's seclusion lasted for a full month.
A month later, Chen Xuan slowly opened his eyes. When he stood up, the aura of the Taiyin and Taiyang Dao around him had solidified into a tangible form.
Silver moonlight and golden sunlight flowed and intertwined on his body, subtly echoing the sharpness of the Great Dao of the Sword, exuding a harmonious yet restrained power.
"Little Tower, I really have to thank you this time." Chen Xuan's tone was calm, but his eyes were sincere. "If it weren't for your constant guidance, I'm afraid it would have taken another one or two hundred years to reach this level."
Xiaota gave a light "humph," but her tone couldn't hide her smugness: "No need for thanks. I'm more interested in knowing what level your current understanding and power of swordsmanship have reached."
Chen Xuan smiled slightly, and with a thought, an extremely beautiful lotus flower bloomed around him.
Half of the petals are like frozen ice covered with frost, exuding the chill of the moon;
Half of it resembles burning gold, pulsating with the sun's heat, with yin and yang energies merging and flowing at the edges of the petals, exuding the profound charm of the harmonious unity of the Great Dao.
"Tsk tsk, with just this skill alone, he'd be qualified to become a disciple of a great master even in the Immortal Ancient Era." The little tower's voice was filled with admiration, then tightened again.
"Unfortunately, time is running out—we have been in this secret realm for five years, and if we include the time dimension, the five-year period in the outside world is only two or three months away."
"If you don't want to miss out on the Chaos Dao Fruit, you must go down immediately, collect the remaining True God and True Immortal level corpses, first plunder the Chaos Crystals, and then search for the Chaos Treasure Tree. If the Chaos God Nest doesn't close later and you want to continue cultivating, I'll help you."
Chen Xuan nodded upon hearing this. He was so engrossed in the fierce battle underwater that he hadn't realized so much time had passed—
Including the time domain of the small tower, he fought a real battle at the bottom of the sea for forty-five years.
These forty-five years flew by in the midst of battles and enlightenment, so quickly that he had no time to think about them. And this kind of tempering also caused his strength to increase dramatically.
If he were to encounter that black-robed elder from the Nine Netherworld Holy Land again, even if the other party was at the level of a protector, he would be confident enough to fight him head-on.
With a thought, Chen Xuan's crimson divine power surged once more, transforming him back into a hundred-foot-tall divine demon body, and he plunged headlong into the still waters below.
The small tower followed closely behind. At this moment, Chen Xuan's strength had returned to its peak, and even if dozens of True God and True Immortal level corpses below attacked at once, they would find it difficult to force him into a desperate situation.
The yin-yang water and fire lotus, complementing each other, circulated around him, and his skill in using leverage against others was already masterful—dealing with these mindless corpses was practically a dimensional reduction attack.