4884 A Grand Battle
One had to know that each of the supreme-grade pills was a treasure of Emperor Liu Ya. How could a pill that could be treasured by an Emperor be ordinary?
In a moment of desperation, Jian Wushuang swallowed nearly 60 pills. Even though he had the Undying Immortal Body, he could only absorb 20 pills.
As for the remaining 40 pills, Chang Duoling had completely taken advantage of them…
Chang Duoling retreated, his head full of what he thought was filth, but in fact the dregs of a great fortune. He roared in shock and anger.
“B*stard, you dare to insult me?!”
He did not know that a great fortune had already fallen on him.
Layers of seven-colored ripples surged out from his body. At the same time, hundreds of rainbow peaks crossed the void, and wisps of smoke-like Yan power gathered to form a storm.
Di Qing, who was watching from a distance, frowned. Even Chen Qing and the others felt an inexplicable sense of danger.
“Advancing to Three Revolutions, I am afraid Wushuang is in danger,” Di Qing murmured. He was already at Nine Revolutions, so he could naturally see the phenomenon that Chang Duoling had caused.
When one advanced from the Initial Stage to Three Revolutions, the heaven and earth would be united, and the flowing fate of the Great Dao would be added to one’s body, which was the Three Revolutions.
Chang Duoling, who was just about to wipe away the dregs on his face, also noticed the change in his body. His eyes were startled, and then he became bewildered.
“It seems like I’m about to advance!”
Jian Wushuang furrowed his eyebrows as he felt the terrifying ripple of Yan power.
Chang Duoling, who was at the Initial Stage of the Grand Yan Immortal and had the Mystic Garb, was already extremely difficult to deal with. If he advanced to Three Revolutions, he would have no chance of winning.
At the thought of this, Jian Wushuang suddenly moved his body and a 100,0000-foot galaxy sword light surged out from behind him.
Wushuang Sword Dao, Star River Lake Sea Sword Intent, second move.
River.
Compared to the Star-style Sword Intent, the River-style Sword Intent was more majestic and powerful. It could break through the sky and even crush 100,000 Ancestor-level cultivators. It was the foundation of the entire Wushuang Sword Dao, but it was not the most powerful sword move.
Chang Duoling, who was retreating in a hurry and preparing to advance to rank three, saw this scene and his expression changed slightly. He could feel that this sword move was even more unfathomable than before.
To be able to threaten a Grand Yan Immortal with the power of a Yan Immortal, that was absurd!
Chang Duoling was furious. He extended an arm, and an even more majestic Galaxy came crashing down.
Countless great suns and stars engulfed the area once again.
Then, under the gazes of all the Yan Immortals, he waved his hand lightly.
The waves surged, the river was high in the sky, and the endless Sword Intent rose up to meet the star.
Swish-
The void suddenly lit up as if there were a million suns in the sky. Everything was truly destroyed.
Bare-chested, Jian Wushuang met Chang Duoling head-on as if the heavenly Dao had descended!
The Sword River surged and swallowed everything in an instant.
The stars were destroyed, and the shattered void returned to silence. Even Chang Duoling’s Grand Yan Immortal aura had completely disappeared.
There was only the heaven-shaking, earth-shattering Heavenly River of swordsmanship that was like a ribbon that crossed the heavens and destroyed everything in its path!
It was a pure sword strike.
It was a sword strike without any power of the Great Dao.
All the Yan Immortals swallowed their saliva.
This sword was enough to leave the most profound and colorful stroke in their divine sense, and even in the endless years to come.
Who in the universe, among the countless geniuses, could use this sword move, and who could block it?
This sword was too Grand, even Yan Immortals, who cultivated the Yan power Great Dao diligently, found it hard to calm down.
It turned out that the way of the sword could be so unrestrained and unhindered?
Every Yan Immortal present had long since stopped thinking about the final outcome of this battle.
A Yan Immortal, against a Grand Yan Immortal with a long reputation, not only did he not fall into a disadvantage, but he also displayed his own Great Dao to the fullest.
This battle would be etched in their memories.
The result was no longer important, but it was still quite important.
Di Qing’s eyes were fixed on the front, and his hands under his luxurious clothes had unknowingly clenched into fists.
Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, Cui Jing, Wei Liujia, and the others all had heated gazes, wishing they could rush up and join in the battle.
Zhao Ting’s gaze was difficult to understand, disbelief and shock taking up more than half of it.
Jian Wushuang held an Invisible Sword in his hand and the tip of the sword was pointed forward.
His opponent was Chang Duoling, the Immortal Lord of the Nine Heavens.
Ding!
With a series of sounds, the Invisible Sword in Jian Wushuang’s hand shattered and turned into powder.
Almost at the same time, Chang Duoling’s Immortal body, which was not covered by Mystic Garb of the Nine Heavens, shattered at the same time.
Divine blood gushed out, and even the dark blue Mystic Garb was covered with sword marks.
“The Mystic Garb of the Nine Heavens? It’s really powerful,” Jian Wushuang murmured softly and a stream of divine blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.
Chang Duoling was like a man of blood, and not a single part of his face was in good condition. The only thing that remained intact was his eyes, which were currently looking at him with a complicated expression.
This situation only lasted for the space of a few dozen breaths. As the circles of rainbow shadows merged back into one, Chang Duoling, who had been on the verge of death, was completely restored in the blink of an eye.
His flesh and blood were back to normal, his Immortal body was flourishing, and even the Yan power aura that pulsed around him was strong to another state.
Chang Duoling had advanced to the Three Revolutions Stage.
“I’m really curious, how did you manage to shake the Grand Yan Immortal with the power of the Yan Immortal? One must know that the two of them are two completely different existences.”
“I can kill any Yan Immortal with a wave of my hand, even if he is the most powerful Heaven’s Favorite in the Heaven Region.”
“When I advanced to the Grand Yan Immortal stage, I annihilated the Jiufang Region with my own strength. There were no less than 50 Yan Immortals in each of the Heavenly Regions there, a total of more than 400 Yan Immortals were annihilated by my hands. There were countless top cultivators. This is the power of the Grand Yan Immortal.”
Chang Duoling looked at Jian Wushuang as he reminisced about the past.
“But today, you have changed my opinion.”
“If I had not advanced to Three Revolutions, I’m afraid I would have been killed by that sword strike. You make my heart palpitate. If it was not for Mystic Garb, I would have been seriously injured even if I was Three Revolutions. Now, I only have one question for you.”
Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and said, “Speak.”
“Are you a Yan Immortal or a Grand Yan Immortal?!”
Jian Wushuang said, “Peak of the Yan Immortal realm.”
The world was silent, and Chang Duoling’s eyes twitched violently. Even though he had heard it with his own ears, he still could not believe it.
Looking at the ancient times, even in the battle when Zhen Wuyang ascended to the throne, there were countless Heaven’s Favorites who appeared, but there was no legend of him killing someone who was above his cultivation realm.
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