noffsinger Chapter 107 The Spiritual Vein Sword Qi Changes with the Wind and Clouds, the Fire Lotus Bell Shadow
Chapter 107 The Spiritual Vein Sword Qi Changes with the Wind and Clouds, the Fire Lotus Bell Shadow
"All rivers flow into the sea, a single sword can shatter a thousand pounds!"
Han Yi took a deep breath, like a whale inhaling a rainbow, raising his spiritual power to its limit and then merging it with the spiritual energy of the entire spiritual vein.
In an instant, the Snow-Proud Sword in his hand shone brightly, like a long rainbow, its light dazzling.
He moved with graceful ease, rising like a fairy in the wind, and unleashed a thunderous sword strike at Zhao Wuji.
This sword strike was as if Pangu had reappeared in the world after creating the heavens and earth, possessing the power to cleave the sky and shatter the void.
Where the blade sliced through, space seemed to be easily torn apart like a fragile veil, emitting a series of low hums, as if heaven and earth were playing a mournful song for this peerless sword strike, its sound plaintive, like a lament of weeping blood.
The once tranquil air was instantly ignited, transforming into a raging inferno. The flames seemed to possess a spirit, spreading rapidly along the path pointed by the sword tip like wildfire. The raging fire surged and roared, swallowing the sky and scorching the sun, instantly filling the vacuum zone as if to burn everything in the world to ashes.
On the sword, light surged from the hilt to the tip like rivers flowing into the sea, eventually converging into a dazzling stream of light that seemed almost tangible, rushing towards the star-studded spiritual energy fist like a shooting star chasing the moon.
When the two met, the sword energy and the fist force collided violently. The energy shock was like Gonggong angrily striking Buzhou Mountain, with the potential to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split. It actually leveled the entire valley and turned it into dust.
The light was dazzling and mesmerizing, an extremely brilliant white, interspersed with iridescent halos generated by the collision of spiritual energy, reflecting each other, colorful and magnificent, like a celestial palace's ribbons scattered to earth.
A powerful energy ripple spread wildly outwards from the point of collision, like a raging torrent. The surrounding mountains crumbled instantly under the impact of this force, boulders were blasted into the air, and then shattered into pieces in mid-air, falling like a gray rain of apocalypse, filling the sky and earth.
Han Yi felt an overwhelming force coming through the sword, the power like the palm of a prehistoric beast, almost breaking his arm.
His internal organs felt as if they had been struck by a series of heavy blows, his blood and qi churning. A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth, yet it was as poignant as a red plum blossom reflected in the snow.
His gaze remained firm, his eyes gleaming as he stared intently at Zhao Wuji above him.
Zhao Wuji was also not unwell, as he too suffered from this world-destroying backlash.
His expression changed slightly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, like a snowflake blooming instantly on his pale face.
At this moment, his underestimation of Han Yi vanished completely, like snow meeting the blazing sun.
If he hadn't used a mid-grade magic treasure, the Glazed Light Shield, at the critical moment, he would probably be seriously injured and on the verge of death, his soul scattered.
The terrifying power contained in Han Yi's sword strike was not only his own spiritual energy, but also perfectly fused with the spiritual energy of the valley's spiritual veins, complementing each other and creating unparalleled power. This forced Zhao Wuji to re-evaluate this young man who had once seemed as insignificant as an ant in his eyes.
He quickly swallowed a recovery pill. The pill transformed into a warm spiritual energy that circulated throughout his body, finally stabilizing his swaying figure.
"You little beast, I underestimated you!"
Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that was almost tangible, as if it could pierce through the void and pierce Han Yi.
After saying this, he unleashed the "Shattering Stars and Chaotic Void Fist" once more, only slightly gaining the upper hand because Han Yi had used the power of his spiritual veins earlier. Now, the entire valley had been razed to the ground, and he didn't believe that Han Yi could withstand another attack from him when his spiritual power was almost exhausted.
"Old man, you still have the energy to unleash a powerful attack?"
Han Yi felt immense pressure, as if Mount Tai were pressing down on him. That move just now was his peak strike.
At this moment, his body was completely exhausted, and he had very little spiritual energy left.
Although the surrounding spiritual energy continuously flowed into his body, it was only a drop in the ocean and could not enable him to unleash that earth-shattering sword strike again.
Left with no other choice, they had to reluctantly unleash their true fire.
After its previous growth, the True Fire transformed from an insignificant little flame into a blooming fire lotus. The appearance of the fire lotus was like the rising sun, and the destructive heat swept around like a surging heat wave.
When the real fire appeared, the remaining rubble on the ground was instantly melted, turning into pools of steaming lava like melting ice and snow.
The lava flowed slowly, like hot blood gushing from the earth's core, a shocking sight.
The surrounding air was violently distorted by the high temperature, like a mirage, and the scene became blurred, as if one were in a purgatory-like world of magma.
Han Yi stood suspended in mid-air, his robes fluttering, as if a banished immortal had descended to earth.
He stared at Zhao Wuji above him, his expression cold and fearless.
"Go!"
He hurled the fire lotus with tremendous force.
The fire lotus sped towards Zhao Wuji, spinning like a windmill as it flew.
Each petal is formed from the purest essence of flame at the beginning of the universe.
The flames displayed a deep and dazzling color, as red as blood, like a blood lotus born from blood, yet also carrying a blue-purple halo, containing endless destructive power, seemingly capable of burning everything in the world.
Wherever the fire lotus passed, the space was scorched and rippled, like a huge rock being thrown into a calm lake. Even the surrounding space feared the power of the flames.
It intertwined with the chaotic spiritual energy around it, producing a wondrous and extraordinary reaction.
The stray spiritual energy was like oil meeting an open flame, instantly ignited, making the flames even more intense, like adding wings to a tiger. The size of the fire lotus also expanded rapidly, like a giant red lotus blooming in the void, exuding a chilling aura.
Upon seeing this, Zhao Wuji was terrified. He could clearly feel the terrifyingly high temperature contained within the fire lotus, a power powerful enough to threaten his life. It filled him with a sense of crisis, as if the scythe of death hung over his head.
He dared not be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly increased the power of the "Shattering Star Chaos Fist" again, wanting to gamble everything.
His hands moved with increasing speed and fluidity;
The spiritual energy surged forth like a river bursting its banks;
The already brilliant stars became even more dazzling, like miniature suns, their size increasing several times over, as if stars had descended upon the world. The collisions between the stars intensified, surging towards the fire lotus as if to engulf it.
The "Shattering Star Fist" collided violently with the Fire Lotus in mid-air. In an instant, the light was dazzling, as if immortals and Buddhas had descended to earth, and the heavens and earth shone together.
It was a dazzling spectacle that defied description. The white light of the fist energy intertwined with the fiery red of the fire lotus, like a golden breeze and jade dew meeting, forming an enormous sphere of energy.
Inside the sphere of light, energy is colliding, merging, and fissioning wildly.
The powerful impact caused countless cracks to appear in the surrounding space, like fragile glass. Wisps of dark power drifted out from the cracks, a sign that space was being destroyed, like a dark abyss opening its gaping maw to devour everything in the world.
The "Shattering Star Chaos Fist" only paused the fire lotus for a moment before it shattered completely like a bubble.
"how is this possible?"
Zhao Wuji was astonished, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He never expected that Han Yi, who was already exhausted, could still unleash such a powerful attack.
His face was contorted like a demon, like a ferocious beast driven to the brink of despair. Without hesitation, he summoned a mid-grade spiritual artifact—the Spirit Void Bell—in an attempt to confront the unstoppable fire lotus head-on.
As soon as the Lingxu Bell appeared, it exuded an ancient and mysterious aura, as if it had traveled from the distant past.
Spiritual patterns moved across the bell, releasing waves of incredibly powerful spiritual energy that spread outwards like ripples.
As Zhao Wuji activated it with all his might, the Spirit Void Bell rapidly grew larger, hanging in mid-air like a towering mountain, firmly protecting him, as if an indestructible fortress had been built around him.
The bell rang out melodiously, like celestial music, and visible ripples of spiritual energy spread outwards from the Lingxu Bell. Each ripple contained a powerful and majestic spiritual force, like the waters of the Milky Way, attempting to dispel the chaotic energy around them and create a safe haven for Zhao Wuji.
The voice seemed to come from the ancient celestial music of Taiwei, carrying a sacred and inviolable majesty that could cleanse all evil in the world.
Under the influence of the fairy music, the fire lotus's momentum slowed slightly.
However, it was only a slight pause; the power of the Fire Lotus was not so easily blocked.
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, the fire lotus continued to spin and advance forward. The destructive heat made the air hiss, as if it were wailing in agony.
The flames collided with the spiritual energy ripples released by the Spiritual Void Bell, instantly creating an extremely violent explosion.
A dazzling light erupted at the point where the two met, the red and white flames intertwined like blood-soaked roses and pure white lilies, golden spiritual light like brilliant sunlight falling upon them, reflecting each other, each explosion like a flower of death blooming in the void, beautiful yet deadly, playing a magnificent chapter of the withering of all things.
The shockwave from the explosion swept outwards like a raging torrent, destroying everything in its path, as if the end of the world had arrived.
The few remaining boulders on the ground were blasted to pieces, turning into dust that drifted in the wind like sand; the nearby trees had long since disappeared, leaving only endless scorched earth as proof that they had once existed.
The original mountains and valleys have sunk dozens of feet deep, as if the earth had been kissed by death, and is now completely silent.
The Spirit Bell trembled violently under the violent impact, and the spiritual patterns on the bell flickered on and off, like a candle in the wind, struggling to hold on, as if it would shatter at any moment.
Zhao Wuji's face grew increasingly gloomy. He hadn't expected the fire lotus to be so powerful that even the best mid-grade spiritual artifacts couldn't withstand it.
His brows furrowed, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
With a gritted tooth, he spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the Spirit Void Bell. The blood essence shone like a blood-red gemstone and was instantly absorbed by the Spirit Void Bell.
Nourished by the essence blood, the Lingxu Bell shone brightly, as if it had been reborn. The spiritual energy it released became even stronger, which temporarily stabilized the precarious situation.
Just as the two sides were deadlocked, the Fire Lotus began to change, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, displaying an even more stunning beauty.