Chapter 451: Chapter 449: Nine Dragon Stomp vs. One Sword Asura
Out in the world, Spirit Stones were indispensable for any Martial Artist traveling the continent. Formed over countless years in places where Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power was most concentrated, they had become the continent’s universal currency. But their use wasn’t limited to just money. Spirit Stones were also required as an Energy source to activate certain Arrays, like long-distance Teleportation Arrays. Beyond that, the pure Spiritual Power contained within them could be directly absorbed by Martial Artists to aid their Cultivation, which showed just how incredibly useful they were.
At that moment, Shen Haoran stared at the pool full of Spirit Stones, so happy he was speechless. He’d really struck it rich this time. Although most of the Spirit Stones below had lost their Spiritual Qi due to the erosion of time, a considerable number had still been preserved. He could still gather quite a lot. Besides, getting so many Spirit Stones for free was lucky enough; Shen Haoran wasn’t the greedy type.
"Come on, Changmao. Let’s go down and collect all these Spirit Stones!" Shen Haoran said joyfully. ’It’s a good thing I took all those Martial Artists’ Storage Rings back at the sect gate, or I’d have no idea how to carry so many Spirit Stones.’
Hearing this, Changmao nodded. But just as the two were about to step into the deep pit, a sense of crisis washed over them. Shen Haoran’s brow furrowed, and he quickly pulled Changmao back.
"BOOM!"
Just as Shen Haoran retreated, a long golden sword struck the spot where he had been standing. A deep crater was instantly blasted into the ground, and the surrounding earth cracked and split. If Shen Haoran hadn’t dodged, the golden sword would have cleaved him in two.
Then, two figures slowly floated out from the pit. One landed on the hilt of the golden sword, while the other landed in front of Shen Haoran.
"Golden Death Warriors!" Shen Haoran exclaimed upon seeing the two figures emerge from the pit. His eyes narrowed, a cold light flashing within them. ’A treasure trove of Spirit Stones this large would have been guarded even when the Ten Thousand Swords Sect was at its peak. I didn’t expect the guardians to be two Gold-Level Death Warriors. Now things are getting interesting.’
Seeing the two Golden Death Warriors, Changmao leaped down from Shen Haoran’s shoulder. "Looks like if we want the Spirit Stones below, we’ll have to deal with these two Death Warriors first," he said lightly. "One for each of us?"
But before Changmao could even limber up, Shen Haoran snatched him, placed him back on his shoulder, and whispered, "You’re not needed yet. Leave them to me. You should just rest!"
With that said, Shen Haoran stretched his own body and assumed a combat stance.
"No time to waste. Let’s end this quickly!" Shen Haoran snorted. He then bent his knees and shot toward the two Golden Death Warriors, the explosive force of his launch leaving a deep crater in the ground.
Seeing Shen Haoran attack, the two Golden Death Warriors moved as well. They drew their golden longswords and charged at him in a crisscross pattern. Their blades danced in a series of flourishes, and the sharp, Powerful Qi they emitted sliced through the surrounding air.
Shen Haoran was stunned by the sight. ’The two Golden Death Warriors are actually using Martial Skills. Aren’t these Death Warriors formed from the lingering resentment of dead experts from Ancient Times, mixed with the surrounding deathly aura? They shouldn’t have any Spiritual Wisdom left. Why would they remember the Martial Skills they knew in life?’
But before Shen Haoran could ponder it further, the two Golden Death Warriors closed in. Their golden longswords, carrying a dense, deathly aura, stabbed toward his heart.
Seeing this, Shen Haoran snorted coldly. His right arm suddenly swelled, the Qilin Arm instantly manifesting. He then smashed it toward the Golden Death Warriors’ longswords like a cannonball.
"BANG..."
The two forces collided with a dull thud. A visible shockwave of Powerful Qi erupted, and the two Golden Death Warriors were instantly thrown backward. In the face of absolute power, any flashy Martial Skill was nothing more than acrobatics, completely useless.
However, these were Gold-Level Death Warriors, after all, with a strength that reached the Tier Nine Spirit Marquis Peak. After flipping dozens of times in mid-air, they finally managed to dissipate Shen Haoran’s terrifying power. The two Golden Death Warriors seemed to realize they were no match for Shen Haoran, and they raised their longswords high.
As the two Golden Death Warriors raised their golden longswords, the surrounding space began to fluctuate. The Spiritual Power Groups in the Spirit Stone-filled pit behind them went berserk. Streams of extremely pure Spiritual Power, as if summoned, surged madly toward the two Golden Death Warriors’ golden swords. As the Spiritual Power flooded into them, the auras of the two Golden Death Warriors suddenly changed, making them seem like Asuras from Hell.
’This feeling...’ Feeling the sudden shift in the two Golden Death Warriors’ auras, Shen Haoran’s brow tightened. From those two golden longswords, he sensed a threat to his life.
’One Sword Asura! They’re actually going to use One Sword Asura!’ Shen Haoran suddenly realized. This aura was identical to the one from that immense Sword Light he had seen before, only many times weaker.
"One... Sword... Asu... ra..." Just as he expected, two mechanical voices rasped from the mouths of the Golden Death Warriors. Their golden longswords erupted with brilliant golden light and, a moment later, came slashing down at Shen Haoran.
"SWOOSH..."
As the two golden longswords chopped down, two beams of Sword Light formed a cross and shot toward Shen Haoran like lightning. The space itself seemed to tear wherever the Sword Light passed. Even from a great distance, Shen Haoran could feel the sharp, Powerful Qi coming from it.
Seeing this, a dragon’s shadow flickered beneath Shen Haoran’s feet as he retreated explosively. At the same time, a terrifying aura began to gather under his feet before he stomped forward violently.
"Nine Dragon Stomp: Shake the Mountains and Rivers!"
Following Shen Haoran’s roar, the aura at his feet instantly converged, forming a giant hammer that smashed viciously toward the two golden beams of Sword Light.
"BOOM!"
In that instant, the Nine Dragon Stomp and the One Sword Asura collided head-on. A terrifying storm of Spiritual Power immediately began to rage around the pit. Even the hard ground beneath them shattered, the entire top layer of earth was ripped away, and shattered stone fragments were swept into the air by the terrifying Spiritual Power storm, remaining suspended for a long moment before falling.
"What’s going on? What happened?" The violent roar echoed throughout the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect, causing the many people who had entered the Sect to stop what they were doing and look in Shen Haoran’s direction...
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