C789 Comprehension of the Spirit Sea Realm
C789 Comprehension of the Spirit Sea Realm
Furthermore, it was said that in order to break through to the God Sea Stage, one had to have some comprehension of the "Way". This kind of comprehension of the "Way" was the setting the tone for the path they would have to walk in the future.
It was only with one's understanding of the way that one could break through to the God Sea Stage.
The round-headed cultivator standing in front of Meng Yu was a cultivator of the first level of God Sea Stage, and his path was "blade".
When he used his imposing aura to suppress Meng Yu, that kind of fearlessness made people feel that his body that was brimming with energy, was like an unsheathed blade that could pierce the sky.
When he walked over, this aura made Meng Yu feel like he had fallen into an icehouse.
If it was anyone else, they would have already knelt or been shivering.
But Meng Yu still stood there, a disdainful smile on his face.
He drew his sword.
"Kneel down and offer me the Dao Soldier Prison that you have obtained. I, Xu Teng, will spare your pathetic life!"
The round-headed monk said in a condescending tone.
Although Meng Yu was still wearing the human eye mask and looked like a ruffian and rascal, Xu Teng could tell his true identity from the mouth that was grabbing onto his shoulder.
The moment they recognized Meng Yu, Xu Teng and the other cultivators were also surprised.
They had seen Meng Yu's heroic figure when he was fighting against a wolf in Silver Wolf Mountain. That majestic aura made it hard for them to imagine that was just a Golden Core Stage Cultivator.
And now, this aura was even more imposing than before.
However, Xu Teng still didn't take him seriously.
To Golden Core Stage, that was a oppression from the other realms, and the huge gap in God Sea Stage was something that could not be bridged.
He stepped forward, but he was secretly guarding against that thousand beaks because that bird could spit out thunder.
The other party had the Dao Soldier Prison. If he could kill that kid, then Xu Teng would be able to obtain it.
Kill him... It seemed to be easy for him, because other than him, there were five other helpers at the eighth and ninth levels of Golden Core Stage.
Xu Teng pointed his blade at Meng Yu and drew a Sabre Wave.
The Sabre Wave flickered with a black-grey radiance, actually scorching the space to the point that many tiny cracks appeared, and in a few moments, it was in front of Meng Yu.
The other five also released their killing techniques, attacking Meng Yu.
Meng Yu knew that since the other party had already recognized him, there was no need for him to hide his identity anymore. He immediately took out the Purple Dance Sword, and the Sword Array formed from the twenty-one precious swords of the Heavenly Level also took it out.
Of those twenty-one swords, seven of them were Heaven Middle Grade.
At the same time, a flame surrounded Meng Yu.
"Thousandmouth, hit them with lightning for me!"
Meng Yu said as he flew in the air.
"Boss, I might not be able to spray fire, wind, or water, but it would be perfect for me to spit lightning."
It was as if the thousand mouths were chattering. As they spoke, thousands of lightning bolts shot out from its body.
The entire space suddenly became dark. Dazzling bolts of lightning shot forward amidst the dull rumbling sounds.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The countless bolts of lightning and the Sun-moon Sword Array clashed with the Sabre Wave and killing moves of the cultivators led by Xu Teng.
In the blink of an eye, the sandstorm raged, and the sky changed color!
's heart shivered. Divine Sea Stage Cultivators was truly tyrannical, his Sun-moon Sword Array had seven swords of the Heaven Middle Grade, which could easily kill late stage Golden Core Stage cultivators.
The moment the two came into contact, both of them knew the depth of the other party's strength and felt a tinge of fear for him.
When they fought again, Meng Yu waved his Purple Dance Sword, and one after another of the fierce Sword Wave attacked again and again.
When the < Blood-drinking Sword Arts > was used, his sword would drink the blood of the enemy's magical equipment, causing the power of his treasured sword to increase greatly.
As it continued to cut, many tiny black cracks appeared in space.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already exchanged fifty to sixty rounds.
Xu Teng was secretly shocked. He didn't expect that he would meet such an exceptionally powerful Golden Core Stage Cultivator not long after he had broken through.
When he thought of this, he wanted to send out a signal for reinforcements.
But right at this moment, the little brat's sword suddenly slashed out a Dream Sword Wave.
At that moment, he saw the sky full of sand.
The wind was strong.
The sun was setting in the sky.
What a beautiful scenery.
The setting sun was extremely beautiful, but it was near dusk.
When he thought of this, he suddenly realized that he had a head full of hair!
Within his body, his vitality began to rapidly decline as he aged and came to the front desk!
In just a short span of a dozen breaths, Xu Teng discovered that he had reached the end of his lifespan!
He was shocked.
Even though he had been stuck on the Cultivation Level on the ninth level of the Golden Core Stage for more than two hundred years, he had still broken through. No matter what, he still had a thousand seven hundred years to live.
But now, he was so old that he couldn't even take out that large blade!
He turned his head with great difficulty and discovered that the other five people were the same as him. They were so old that they couldn't even move.
"You, you …"
Xu Teng's voice was very ancient, and as he spoke, a rotten smell wafted out from his body.
He wanted to say, you can't kill me, I'm a deacon for Skeleton Ghost Sect.
However … Before he could finish his words, a sharp sword stabbed into his mouth and went straight to his throat.
He had wanted Meng Yu to kneel down and present it to the Dao Soldier Prison, yet he died in the hands of the other party.
Seeing those cultivators fall one after another, Meng Yu's face did not reveal the joy of killing Divine Sea Stage Cultivators.
His face was solemn as he walked toward two of the heavily injured cultivators.
Their faces were mottled with age, and they lay on the ground, breathing, staring at him with their cloudy yellow eyes.
"Tell me, why did you take out the golden cores of so many cultivators?"
Meng Yu raised his eyebrows and his voice was ice-cold.
"Right, right, right. Hurry up and tell us, don't try to resist. Even if you scream your lungs out, it will be useless here!"
Thousand Mouths also flew over, chirping away noisily.
Meng Yu's face was filled with black lines, and he really wanted to ask what it meant by "even if I had to shout until my throat breaks, it wouldn't be of any use".
"Ha, ha, ha, ha …"
One of them was laughing, but his voice was hoarse and ancient.
"You, you want to know? Dream on. I'm going to die anyway, and I won't say it. "
His voice was weak, and he spoke slowly. Meng Yu listened to him patiently.
"If you don't speak, others will."
Meng Yu's sword reached out and cut off his four limbs.
His already old body immediately shattered as more blood flowed out from it.
Meng Yu also took out his Aurous Core with his sword.
The pill emitted a dim golden light. When the person saw the pill, he was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood!
"You take someone else's Jindan, while I take yours." After he finished speaking, he turned around to look at the other Black-robed Cultivator, "If you say so, I will give you a quick death so that you won't suffer too much. If you were to end up like this person, then I will make your death even more miserable than his! "
As he spoke, his sword lightly moved towards the Black-robed Cultivator that was so old that he couldn't even move.