Chapter 885: Chapter 391: Divine Sword! (Part 2)
These two types of auras can be said to be the most powerful energies granted on the entire Origin Realm.
Now, when these two terrifying auras collide, the consequences are extremely intense, and even the entire Nine-Layered Giant Tower will be completely blasted apart!
However, they don’t know exactly what kind of effect this collision will produce!
If it’s these two types of auras, shutting off hearing is indeed the best solution for these observers.
After all, such intense auras erupting from the same point can emit terrifying energy that would instantly deafen anyone who hasn’t shut off their hearing.
And now, it seems the power of the Nether Abyss occupies a significant portion.
In other words, the Nether Abyss energy is currently attached to seventeen strangely shaped swords that can contend with the Innate Qi on Xu Ran’s body.
It’s not just the evenly matched energy, but the Sword Intent within the Sword Immortal’s seventeen Rusty Swords is also something Xu Ran cannot withstand.
"This newcomer is about to gradually decline!"
At this moment, the eldest brother fixes his gaze on Xu Ran and begins a spiritual exchange.
Upon hearing the voice from the Sea of Spirit of the eldest brother, immediately focuses their gaze onto Xu Ran.
One can see.
The originally evenly matched Immortal Sword and Metal Storm, this time, the iron rust flying in the air continuously scraped against the Immortal Sword condensed behind Xu Ran.
Gradually, the once extremely complete, sharp, and perfect Immortal Sword began to develop cracks because of the rust continuously scraping against it.
These cracks are even larger than those initially corroded by the dark red iron slurry!
Very soon.
On the giant Immortal Sword behind Xu Ran, numerous beehive-like holes appeared, resembling a honeycomb.
As the honeycomb-like holes appeared, the aura on Xu Ran also continuously weakened.
Originally close to Xu Ran, the Metal Storm now closes in even more, and at this moment, it’s only a fist’s distance away.
At this moment, Xu Ran’s brows are tightly furrowed, looking at the Metal Storm that is just a fist away, yet his face does not show any despair.
Instead, an inexhaustible battle intent emerges.
"Previously, I never knew the true meaning of practicing swordsmanship. After all, on me is the Immortal Sword Skill, a Divine Technique all Sword Cultivators dream of, so I’ve always used the Immortal Sword Skill to end lives with one move."
Saying this, scenes constantly flash in Xu Ran’s mind, scenes of him instantly killing enemies with Immortal Sword Skill, each without repetition!
At this moment, in his mind, Xu Ran continuously recalls and judges himself.
After a moment, Xu Ran abruptly opens his eyes, the once pure white glowing eyes become clearer, and the Immortal Sword condensed from Innate Qi on his body gradually dissipates.
"But the Immortal Sword Skill is both a Divine Technique and Swordsmanship!"
"Now that I’ve reached this point, why still use the Immortal Sword Skill? Better to hone my reduction method!"
At these words, Xu Ran lets out a long howl.
In an instant.
The Innate Qi that once shrouded his body disperses.
As the Innate Qi dissipates instantly, the previously halted Metal Storm again rushes towards Xu Ran.
This process happens extremely quickly.
Yet as the conductor of rhythm, Xu Ran reacts immediately.
The newly tempered shin bone continuously emits buzzing sounds, and Xu Ran’s figure rapidly retreats backward.
In the blink of an eye, he disappears from the bald-headed one’s sight.
The bald-headed figure wielding the Human Bone Rusty Sword sees this and makes no pause, tightly gripping the sword. His shin bone emits a buzzing sound, and immediately, the sword’s tip, a droplet of dark red light, radiates a crimson light, transforming into a fierce dark iron hue, for another strike at Xu Ran’s chest.
This time, the target is perfectly aimed directly at Xu Ran’s heart.
With this move, the bald-headed one truly intends to kill Xu Ran.
Xu Ran grips the Silver Light Iron Sword, watching the bald-headed one who continuously closes in, biting his lip, seemingly making some decision.
The next moment.
His figure abruptly halts in mid-air, grasping the Silver Light Iron Sword with both hands, and integrating the Immortal Sword Skill into the Iron Sword, a strong aura rises from within.
Seeing this enemy who just fled pitifully now daringly stop and assume a battle stance, the bald-headed one becomes puzzled.
Obviously.
Looking at both parties’ strength currently, the bald-headed side is undoubtedly stronger.
Even though the sword he holds is the worst kind, Xu Ran cannot compare.
Indeed.
One can see.
The dark red glow that has reached Xu Ran does not collide directly with the Silver Light Iron Sword standing in front.
Instead, this dark red glow slightly rotates, the sword body rotates as well, bringing up the rust on the sword body.
At this moment.
The rust originally scattered everywhere gathers into a substance, instantly transforming into seventeen shadows, rushing towards Xu Ran.
Xu Ran watches as the original glow turns into seventeen shadows, his eyes widen instantly; he hadn’t expected this to happen!
This sudden variation makes him panic momentarily, quickly swinging the Silver Light Iron Sword infused with the Immortal Sword Skill.
Though his reaction was quick, seventeen shadows swept by the Silver Light Iron Sword remain only three shadows.
With the remaining three shadows, there’s nothing Xu Ran can do.
Seeing these three shadows that he can’t sweep away with the Silver Light Iron Sword, his legs tremble, and his figure quickly adjusts.
His thin frame, in the air, dodges and weaves amidst the remaining three shadows.
Puff----
Even so.
A clear breaking sound occurs.
Simultaneously, the air traces a red line as Xu Ran’s body flips through the air before landing.
Drip---
Drip---
Drip---
Drip---
Once landed, Xu Ran stands in the Dueling Arena, drops of blood drip from his shoulder.
Xu Ran.
Is injured!
"Injured!"
The three disciples observing Xu Ran’s trial are surprised seeing this scene.
They should know.
Since Xu Ran began the trial in the Nine-Layered Giant Tower, they’ve been watching—Xu Ran has hardly been injured throughout the entire process.
Moreover, this time, there’s bloodshed.
To make the Great Success Innate Saint’s Sacred Body bleed is enough to realize how powerful the Rusted Sword carrying the Sword Immortal Sword Intent in the bald one’s hand is!
"This time, things look tough!"
The second eldest brother observes while glancing at the bald-headed one who injured Xu Ran, his tone grave.
He didn’t anticipate that the bald-headed one, who was initially very nonchalant, would appear like this in this trial.
The disparity is so great; it’s as if he’s a completely different person.
"Certainly something happened in the void, or else such a big change wouldn’t be noticed!"
The second eldest brother continues.
The drastic attitude change of the bald-headed one corresponds with learning Xu Ran mastered the Wind Control Skill and entering the void.
After exiting, his demeanor becomes exceedingly indifferent, especially during the swordsmanship trial, manifesting his fierceness thoroughly!
"Remember, this is only the first Rusty Sword, and there are sixteen more!"
Rarely does the eldest brother speak, but he reminds the two at this moment.
The second brother hears this, his pupils expand instantly, instinctively looking towards the remaining sixteen strangely shaped Rusty Swords high above.
A gulp is swallowed.
As the three were discussing.
Thud---
Thud---
Thud---
Thud---
In the Dueling Arena.
The bald-haired one holding the Human Bone Rusty Sword, drops of red blood staining the sword tip fall to the ground as he walks toward Xu Ran.
The face devoid of expression, like a merciless God of Slaughter; the previously joking bald-headed figure seems to have never been present.
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