Chapter 1696
Chapter 1696
The phoenix's wings flapped against the outer edge of the lotus flower, producing a dull thud.
The dragon's claws ripped towards his side, but were gently deflected by a petal.
Xiangliu's snake head coiled around from the side and behind. As soon as its eighteen arms touched the lotus halo, they recoiled as if burned, and wisps of blue smoke even rose from its scales.
Chen Xuan closed his eyes, like a blind king, and swung his six swords instinctively. Each parry was so precise that it was as if he had seen the opponent's moves in advance.
The moment the sword tip collides with the claw tip and wing tip, it always manages to dissipate most of the force, blocking all attacks outside the lotus.
"This kid... he's finally got a grasp of the third sword technique!" The little tower's voice was filled with undisguised surprise, and the blue-and-white runes on its body lit up with excitement.
"This lotus flower was born from the Yin and Yang Dao! These two inherently opposing Daos, he can actually comprehend some of their origins?"
It is knowledgeable and experienced, yet it dares not assert that enlightenment is as simple as drinking water; even if others have extraordinary insight, they cannot fathom the profound mystery that arises from the depths of one's heart in that instant.
Chen Xuan himself was unaware of his state of mind, only feeling a clear and bright mind. The sounds of battle outside seemed to be blocked by a thin veil, and his mind was filled with the trajectories of the Taiyin and Taiyang Dao.
The chilling power of the silver moon and the blazing power of the sun intertwined, collided, and merged, ultimately transforming into a ceaseless, ever-flowing force.
He even forgot that he was fighting, and just instinctively swung his sword, using the tip of the sword to trace that "flow" and fill the core flaw of the third sword "Yin Yang Life and Death Lotus Sword Realm".
This state of affairs lasted for two whole months.
In these two months, he had not dodged a single attack, nor had he swallowed a single pill.
The once towering, god-like body was now reduced to a withered skeleton, its orange skin clinging tightly to its bones like a tattered robe.
The crimson divine power surrounding his body had long since dimmed, with only a faint light still hanging between his brows. It was the last vestige of life squeezed out by his physical instincts, sustaining his consciousness and the strength to wield his sword.
Just as his life force was about to run out, Chen Xuan suddenly opened his eyes!
"Hahaha! I, the Daoist master, have achieved enlightenment!"
He looked up to the sky and roared, his voice piercing through the layers of seawater, causing the surrounding waves to tremble.
There was no trace of fatigue in that laughter, only unbridled joy: "The third sword of the ultimate sword technique, the true essence of the Yin-Yang Life-Death Lotus Sword Realm, is not the lotus flower, but the rotation of Yin and Yang!"
"Kill me!"
With a low shout, Chen Xuan unleashed a sword strike.
The nine water and fire lotuses around him trembled slightly and instantly merged into one, transforming into a giant lotus that enveloped his entire body.
Half of the petals are like frozen ice, exuding the chill of the moon;
Half of it resembles a burning fire, leaping with the sun's heat. It doesn't rotate very fast, but it exudes an irresistible rhythm of "those who follow live, those who resist perish."
At this moment, Chen Xuan's right hand condensed the light of the sun, as if he were holding a miniature blazing sun.
The left hand is enveloped in the light of the moon, as if holding a cold, clear crescent moon.
Two distinctly different sword beams intertwined around him, forming a net.
The enormous lotus flower of water and fire enveloping him was simultaneously under attack from all four sides by Xiang Liu, the phoenix, and the yellow dragon.
The claws that could tear through space and the wings that were as fast as lightning, when they landed on the lotus, only made the petals tremble slightly, without even leaving a crack.
Whenever the lotus flower trembled as if it had been bombarded, Chen Xuan would immediately draw his sword.
"Dang Dang Dang"
Amidst the clanging sounds, his sword tip clashed with the attack through the lotus flower. The force of his sword strike seemed small, yet it was like a stream flowing into a river, deftly guiding the incoming force elsewhere.
On several occasions, he even used the rhythm of Yin and Yang to lightly flick the tip of his sword, diverting the immense force of Huanglong's attack towards Xiangliu. The snake's head and arm were struck by the dragon's claw, and a crisp sound of bones shattering rang out.
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