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Chapter 672 - 365: Tier Seven Daoist Soldier
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Chapter 672: Chapter 365: Tier Seven Daoist Soldier

"Crack!" A deafening roar, as if heaven and earth were torn apart. The purple thunderbolts, like angry dragons, roiled and roared in the sky, carrying the power to destroy everything, mercilessly struck Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.

In an instant, the entire peak was engulfed by thunder light, sparks flying, electric serpents dancing chaotically, like a breathtaking painting. Innumerable thunder serpents roamed and shuttled across the mountain peak, sometimes thick, sometimes thin, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, like agile purple spiritual snakes. They roamed freely between the peaks.

Meanwhile, the Spirit Swords on Ten Thousand Swords Mountain swayed continuously amidst the rampage of thunderbolts. They emitted a buzzing sword sound, as if calling out, struggling, bearing immense pain. These Spirit Swords seemed to be engaged in a life-and-death struggle with Thunderbolt Power, trying to escape its frenzied grip. However, no matter how they swayed and buzzed, they couldn’t escape the ravages of Thunderbolt Power. Each strike of thunder made the Spirit Swords tremble more violently, as if they would shatter at any moment.

Yet, surprisingly, despite the thunder being so intense, so rampant, the body of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain remained unmoved. It seemed like a majestic mountain range, standing there, facing the strikes of the purple thunder serpents without fear. No matter how the thunder raged and attacked, it stood unwavering, as if it were an eternal peak, witnessing the passage of time and the changes of the world.

Purple thunderbolts, one after another, like angry dragons roiling and roaring in the sky, carried the power to destroy everything, striking fiercely at Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. However, the mountain stood like an indestructible fortress, solid as Mount Tai, despite the tyrannical force of thunder.

Under countless purple thunderbolts’ tempering, Ten Thousand Swords Mountain finally underwent a transformation. The originally cold and hard blue-gray mountain body began to emit a profound purple Spirit Charm-like luster after being baptized by Tribulation Thunder, as if infused with some mighty force. Its Artifact Body underwent a qualitative change, and the entire peak was no longer just composed of rocks but rather resembled a giant Sword Artifact possessing spiritual energy and life, emanating a heart-palpitating Sword Intent.

The Spirit Swords embedded in Ten Thousand Swords Mountain seemed to have lost their Artifact Spirits, leaving only empty sword body shells. However, under the tempering of purple thunderbolts, the Sword Spirits of these Spirit Swords astonishingly revived. Yet they were not reborn; instead, the spirits were absorbed by the mountain’s Sword Artifact Body, with the spirits of ten thousand swords seemingly blending into the mountain’s bloodline, becoming thoroughly part of the peak. The entire Sword Mountain gradually emitted the sharp Sword Intent inherent to Sword Artifacts, suffused with unparalleled Sword Qi.

Within Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, amazing transformations were taking place. Originally scattered Sword Qi gradually consolidated under the tempering of Thunderbolt Power, forming stronger Sword Intent. The intent intertwined and collided within the mountain body, as if forging swords that were unbreakable Divine Swords. The Sword Qi of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain grew richer, almost as if it could slice through the entire heaven and earth.

Recognizing this situation, Li Mu gradually attained an epiphany. He gazed at the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, which stood unshakable amidst the purple thunderbolts, his eyes gleaming with profound light. All previous doubts seemed to have been answered at this moment. The actions of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, remotely controlling ten thousand swords to extinguish Tribulation Thunder and provoke the Celestial Dao Thunder Tribulation, were not unintentional but rather a well-considered mystical strategy.

The Artifact Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain possessed an inexplicable and wondrous spiritual energy, knowing how to promote itself into a Tier Seven Dao Artifact. Remarkably, it exploited Thunder Tribulation Power to melt, digest, and absorb the Artifact Spirits of ten thousand Spirit Swords—a breathtakingly ingenious approach!

Under the tempering of thunder, those originally individual Sword Spirits were melted one by one and then integrated into Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, rendering the peak’s aura increasingly sharp and potent.

The Ten Thousand Swords Mountain at this moment was no longer the same Sword Mountain that Li Mu saw for the first time, housing ten thousand swords. After being baptized by Thunder Tribulation and absorbing the Artifact Spirits of ten thousand Spirit Swords, it had transformed into a true Sword Artifact, a ’Supreme Divine Sword’ forged by melting ten thousand swords, emanating Sword Qi that seemed capable of slicing through all barriers straight toward the firmament!

Time flew by, and the thunderclouds of the mountain’s Artifact Tribulation discharged countless thunderbolts, each containing the power of destruction and rebirth. As the Artifact Tribulation gradually dissipated, the strength of the thunder weakened. Ultimately, as the last thunderbolt drew a dazzling arc across the sky and vanished, the entire sky cleared.

Ten Thousand Swords Mountain ultimately successfully endured the terrifying Tier Seven Dao Artifact’s Artifact Tribulation, reborn like a phoenix through the refining fire of thunder, promoting itself into a Tier Seven Dao Artifact. At this moment, it seemed to possess a soul, and its unique aura, powerful and dignified, was completely different.

Suddenly, Ten Thousand Swords Mountain rapidly shrank, transforming into palm-sized form, and its Artifact Spirit form revealed itself, becoming a miniature version of a black Flood Dragon. The Flood Dragon’s body was agile, its scales glistening brightly. Its back bristled with small spines, akin to a sword spine made of ten thousand Spirit Swords. Its dragon eyes gleamed brightly, exuding an indescribable spiritual energy.

It joyfully flew, somewhat tired but more so filled with delight, to Li Mu’s front, like a child showing its parents the accomplishment it had just achieved.

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