Cultivation: I have an equipment slot

Shen Ning himself was a Nine-Turn Nascent Soul cultivator.

He has an extremely deep understanding of this realm.

But Zhang Yan's strength far surpassed that of Shen Ning back then.

There is also a tricolor spirit ring.

Shen Ning sensed a transcendent aura emanating from it, surpassing even the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul!

"His Nascent Soul has surpassed the Ninth Stage?"

Everyone present, except for Lin Qingyue, was utterly astonished by her beauty.

The Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul is already the ultimate level that ordinary people can know.

That's why Shen Ning was able to become the prodigy of the Imperial Sword Sect.

Even disciples at the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm must obey his orders, and the resources of the entire Imperial Sword Sect will be tilted towards Shen Ning.

However, there are always higher heavens and more capable people.

Behind Zhang Yan, the illusory image of the Nascent Soul reflected in the sea resembled a divine projection, looking down upon the world and awe-inspiring.

"I see!"

"What a Zhang Yan! What a Divine Weapon Pavilion!"

"The world only knows that there are two Nascent Soul cultivators in this generation of disciples."

"I never imagined that you would be so unparalleled in the world, reaching the Ninth Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and even advancing further!"

Shen Ning stared intently at Zhang Yan, his heart filled with turmoil.

At the same time, a feeling of jealousy welled up in my heart.

He thought he had reached the pinnacle of the Nascent Soul stage.

But then Zhang Yan appeared.

However, it gave him a huge shock and shattered his understanding.

Above the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul stage lies a hidden world!
A unique ten-turn Nascent Soul.

This is the source of Zhang Yan's ability to fight beyond his level; he truly defied the heavens and was a prodigy to the extreme!
"I thought so."

"He has already reached the Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul stage and achieved perfection."

"In the entire cultivation world, no one can compare to me!"

Shen Ning was inside the Dharma image, his expression contorted.

He still remembers.

When he made his breakthrough, he had already perfected every step of the way.

This feeling of being crushed was unprecedented, and he simply couldn't accept it.

Since he embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

He used his talent to suppress others, and this was the first time he had been crushed by someone else.

This sudden disparity disrupted his state of mind.

"Above the Ninth Revolution Nascent Soul, there is the Tenth Revolution Nascent Soul?"

"The Divine Weapon Pavilion was originally the weakest of the five great immortal sects, so how was it able to cultivate a tenth-level Nascent Soul cultivator?"

"Have you forgotten that the path of cultivation values ​​oneself more than external resources? Otherwise, wouldn't everyone in my Sword Control Sect be a prodigy?"

The members of the Imperial Sword Sect looked at Zhang Yan and began to discuss amongst themselves.

Learned the truth.

They actually had some respect for Zhang Yan.

The difference in talent is simply too great.

They didn't even feel envy or jealousy.

Putting aside the barriers between the two sects, Zhang Yan is undoubtedly an unprecedented genius.

"Tenth-stage Nascent Soul!"

"why?"

"Why is this little beast able to condense a tenth-stage Nascent Soul?"

Dongfang Yeyang's eyes were bloodshot, filled with jealousy.

She wouldn't do this even if others were to condense a tenth-stage Nascent Soul.

But Zhang Yan had completely overwhelmed her most respected senior brother, which she simply couldn't accept!
For a while.

The crowd was filled with a mix of emotions: shock, envy, jealousy, and anger.

But for the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect, Zhang Yan must not be allowed to leave today.

Otherwise, nobody would know.

How much will Zhang Yan grow next time?

"Since you are a tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator..."

"Then I'll test your mettle!"

A crimson light appeared in Shen Ning's eyes as he frantically activated his Dharma Form, unleashing his most powerful sword strike.

"No thoughts, no dust!"

A brilliant blue light appeared on Shen Ning's sword, and the power of the Xun wind was condensed to its limit.

With a single sword strike, he merged with his sword and vanished into the sea.

Instead, a blue line stretching to the sky and reaching the earth, with no end in sight, tore through the seawater like a collapsing pillar of heaven, and hurtled towards Zhang Yan!

"The swordsmanship of the Imperial Sword Sect."

"Indeed, he is the leader of the cultivation world."

Zhang Yan's gaze turned serious as he thought to himself.

Shen Ning's sword strike, which transformed him into a sword, was able to unleash power comparable to a mid-stage Dharma Aspect Realm strike, even though he was only at the early stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

Even Zhang Yan dared not underestimate them.

Zhang Yan is a tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, capable of suppressing Shen Ning's ninth-stage Dharma Avatar.

However, Shen Ning has already broken through to the early stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

The difference in cultivation level has been erased, as has the difference in foundation.

"but."

"My greatest strength is my comprehension!"

Lightning crackled in Zhang Yan's eyes, and within his dantian, the three-colored spirit ring erupted with terrifying lightning power.

The true meaning of thunder, having reached its peak, lingered around his body, its power vast and boundless!
Shen Ning's mastery of the Xun Wind power is equivalent to that of the Li Fire power.

But Zhang Yan possessed the power of fire, the power of wood, and the power of thunder!

After obtaining the Xuanwu Guishui Sword.

We also need to add one more: the power of Gui water.

Ordinary people, even after a lifetime of hard work, can only master one of these skills.

However, thanks to his equipment slots, he was able to master four types of equipment simultaneously, and he also had the perfect Five Elements True Meaning as a foundation.

This is his biggest trump card!

"Illusory Thunder and Lightning!"

Zhang Yan took out the Kui Niu True Eye and poured the magic power of a tenth-stage Nascent Soul into it, which transformed into dazzling, towering thunder.

His body merged with the lightning, entering a semi-ethereal state.

Then, like a thunder dragon, he pierced through the blue line that stretched from the sky to the earth!

This is the ultimate clash between a tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator and a nineth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

Everyone was watching the battlefield.

Boom!
Finally, the thunder and the wind collided, creating towering waves that evaporated the seawater for dozens of miles around.

The inner walls of the enormous bubble were filled with the light of two different forces, each occupying half of the sea area.

"This is a tenth-stage Nascent Soul."

"To be able to fight Junior Brother Shen to this extent with a mid-Nascent Soul cultivation level."

The disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect had somber expressions.

The path of cultivation is not simply one plus one.

From the eighth to the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, it appears to be only one level.

In fact, the difficulties involved are even greater than those of turning from one to nine turns.

The same reason.

Going from the ninth turn to the tenth turn that breaks the limit is more difficult than going from the first turn to the ninth turn combined.

Therefore, the members of the Imperial Sword Sect...

They were so shocked after witnessing the power of a tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

At this point, the clash between the two had already reached a conclusion.

boom!
Thunder roared, a storm surged, and turbid waves rose into the sky. The powerful aftershocks of magic swept across the land, blotting out the sun.

"puff!"

In the surging aftershocks, Shen Ning reappeared, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

His body was still crackling with lightning, clearly indicating that he was seriously injured.

"call!"

On the other side, Zhang Yan also appeared, holding the Kui Niu True Eye in his hand. His robes were disheveled, and his aura was somewhat weakened, but compared to Shen Ning, he was clearly in much better condition.

In this ultimate clash between the two prodigies, the tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator ultimately emerged victorious!
"Junior brother!"

Lin Qingyue jumped up and helped Zhang Yan to his feet.

"If they are of the same level."

“This Shen Ning is definitely not someone you can defeat in a single blow.”

Lin Qingyue fed Zhang Yan the pill and said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yan proved himself with his abilities.

The Tenth Reincarnation Nascent Soul is indeed unprecedented and unparalleled.

"Junior Brother Shen."

On the other side, the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect also gathered around.

"It doesn't matter."

"But I actually lost..."

Shen Ning's face was gloomy and ashen.

Previously, he disdained to use his cultivation level to bully Zhang Yan.

But after learning of Zhang Yan's true talent, his mind became twisted, and he changed his mind.

They planned to suppress Zhang Yan before he could grow stronger.

However, he was still a step too late.

Zhang Yan is no longer someone he can suppress.

Moreover, Zhang Yan is younger.

The gap between the two will only widen in the future.

How could the ever-proud Shen Ning accept this?
"Junior Brother Shen."

"Why don't I take action and kill this man?"

While Shen Ning remained silent, the mid-stage Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator suddenly spoke. "Senior Brother Luo."

"I do not wish to take advantage of someone's misfortune..."

Shen Ning looked somewhat hesitant.

"This matter has nothing to do with my junior brother."

Senior Brother Luo chuckled softly, having already made his decision.

Just now, Zhang Yan...

The strength he displayed was already comparable to that of the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm.

If it weren't for today, Zhang Yan would have been killed.

This will inevitably lead to endless troubles.

Moreover, it was clear that Shen Ning also intended to kill Zhang Yan.

hum!
The cultivator surnamed Luo displayed his Dharma form.

Its Dharma form is forty-eight zhang long, far exceeding thirty zhang, making it a standout among those in the mid-stage of the Dharma Form Realm.

"Zhang Yan".

"Junior Brother Shen will not kill you."

"But I didn't agree."

"Blame your master, he was blind to your talent."

"Let you, a tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, participate in this Five Sects Grand Competition!"

The cultivator surnamed Luo grinned maliciously, and his aura as a mid-stage Dharma Aspect Realm cultivator surged forth like a tidal wave, suppressing Zhang Yan and Lin Qingyue.

The cultivator surnamed Xu from the Human Race Dao Alliance that Zhang Yan killed earlier only had a Dharma form of thirty-six zhang.

This one, however, has already reached the Dharma form of forty-eight zhang.

Far from being comparable to the cultivator surnamed Xu.

"hehe."

"in the end."

"It's still about using power to intimidate people."

"Shen Ning, I thought you were different."

"In the end, they're all just hypocrites, nothing more than birds of a feather."

Zhang Yan sneered.

"Zhang Yan".

"Don't make false accusations."

"This is my senior brother's matter, and I cannot make the decision..."

Shen Ning felt ashamed and dared not argue with Zhang Yan.

"Humph!"

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouths!"

"If we kill you all, who will be able to spread this news?"

The cultivator surnamed Luo snorted coldly, his killing intent growing even more intense.

The words fell.

He then resorted to magic.

Wow!
The 46-foot-tall Dharma image took out a heavy sword of the fourth rank, low grade.

The greatsword enlarged to match the size of the Dharma Image, which then leaped high into the air, the power of fire merging and converging into the greatsword.

Fa Xiang leaped high into the air, his heavy sword gleaming in front of him, unleashing overwhelming divine power as he slashed down at Zhang Yan and Lin Qingyue.

This sword strike is enough to shatter a thousand-foot-tall mountain.

If the attack were to strike Lin Qingyue and Zhang Yan, they would instantly be chopped into mincemeat along with their Dharma forms.

"Sister."

"Stand behind me!"

Zhang Yan remained expressionless, shielding Lin Qingyue behind him.

The terrifying power of the Dharma form stirred up turbulent waves, and Zhang Yan, standing amidst them, felt like an ant.

But the next moment.

Three spirit swords appeared before Zhang Yan.

boom!
The waves were forcibly suppressed, and the phantoms of three divine beasts descended upon this sea area.

Black Tortoise is in front, Azure Dragon on the left, and Vermilion Bird on the right.

The power of the mythical beast is vast and boundless, awe-inspiring the world.

"All directions, utter silence!"

Zhang Yan dared not be careless and unleashed his most powerful attack.

Roar!
The three divine beasts roared, and the Vermilion Bird, enveloped in flames, spread its wings, its white light illuminating a vast expanse of darkness.

The Azure Dragon coiled, its power shaking the wood, blocking the terrifying might of the Dharma form.

Xuanwu stands tall on the seabed, its four hooves like giant pillars supporting the sky, becoming the ruler of the entire sea and calming the waves.

Finally, the phantoms of the three divine beasts merged into one.

In the sea, a colorless, annihilating power emerged, and the entire seabed seemed to suddenly become silent.

Everything seemed to stand still.

There were only three spirit swords, all aimed directly at the cultivator surnamed Luo.

"What power is this?"

"Even the power of the Dharma Body cannot stop it?"

The cultivator surnamed Luo was horrified.

But faced with Zhang Yan's peak sword strike, he was completely unable to resist.

It was like ice and snow meeting fire.

His Dharma Aspect power, at the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, melted away silently like ice and snow upon touching the power of Nirvana.

That is a power that transcends the Dharma form!
"cut!"

Zhang Yan's gaze was cold and resolute, his determination unwavering.

Even if it's the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, so what?

With the three swords combined, and at the mid-stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, it's not like he hasn't already slain someone!

The three-colored spiritual ring behind the nascent soul's head, flowing with three-colored magical power, was injected into the three spiritual swords.

The shackles between the Nascent Soul and the Dharma Form have been broken.

The power of annihilation is unstoppable!
Bang!
In the end, the cultivator surnamed Luo was struck by the power of annihilation, and his forty-eight-foot-tall Dharma form exploded, leaving his true body a bloody mess.

All the internal organs were broken and displaced.

"puff!"

With a mouthful of spiritual blood spitting out, the cultivator surnamed Luo was already severely injured.

"Senior Brother Luo!"

The members of the Imperial Sword Sect were caught off guard and cried out in surprise.

They never thought about it.

Even Senior Brother Luo, who was in the middle stage of the Dharma Aspect Realm, was no match for Zhang Yan!
"Damn Zhang Yan!"

Dongfang Yeyang mingled among the crowd, cursing under his breath.

But instantly, she felt a chill run through her body.

Dongfang Yeyang subconsciously turned around and met Zhang Yan's icy gaze.

That chilling killing intent was terrifying.

"He's going to kill me..."

Dongfang Yeyang's eyes widened, her mind blank.

"Senior brother."

"help me……"

Sensing Zhang Yan's murderous intent, Dongfang Yeyang immediately shouted and left the spot as quickly as possible.

But it's too late.

An invisible force of annihilation, transcending space, descended.

Dongfang Yeyang's body froze, his voice stopped abruptly, and starting from his head, he gradually vanished into nothingness.

In the end, only an arm remained, and without the control of magic, it drifted away with the sea.

Dongfang Yeyang in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

In the blink of an eye, not a trace of their bodies remained.

"Junior Brother Shen."

"go!"

The cultivator surnamed Luo was bleeding from all seven orifices and screamed miserably.

Shen Ning and the others did not hesitate, and all the members of the Imperial Sword Sect left.

This power of annihilation is far too strange.

Even the cultivator surnamed Luo was not confident in resisting.

The death of Dongfang Yeyang is nothing compared to this.

If Shen Ning also dies.

The Imperial Sword Sect cannot afford such a loss!

Zhang Yan stood there, watching the members of the Imperial Sword Sect leave.

After everyone has disappeared.

Zhang Yan suddenly turned pale, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep, without a trace of breath.

"Junior brother!"

Lin Qingyue was extremely anxious and quickly hugged Zhang Yan back into her arms.

"Fortunately."

"It's just that my magic power is exhausted."

After the investigation, Lin Qingyue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Yan's dantian was completely empty, without a trace of magical power.

Even the tenth-stage Nascent Soul cultivators have become dim.

That's why I fainted.

However, Zhang Yan also managed to defeat the Imperial Sword Sect single-handedly.

In the past, this was something Lin Qingyue would never have dared to even dream of.

"Jade Clear Cold Pond."

"It's ours now."

Lin Qingyue looked towards the Jade Pure Cold Pool on the plateau, holding Zhang Yan in her arms, and whispered. (End of this chapter)