Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 338 The formation is broken
It turned out that these sword lights were suppressed inside the Zhentian Bell under the cooperation of Yin Qi and the Zhentian Bell. Now, naturally, Yuan Yao's mind moved and she activated the Zhentian Bell to release them.

As soon as the sword light came into contact with the light ball, the sword light exploded immediately, and the green light emitted by the light ball gradually dimmed.

When the last sword light inside the giant bell hit the light ball, the remaining light ball flashed suddenly, then exploded and turned into nothing.

Old man Kuzhu took a deep breath, the shock in his eyes could no longer be concealed, and looking at Yuan Yao, who seemed weak opposite him, his face was full of solemnity.

From the beginning to now, he has used the sword formation, launched a barrage of sword light and light ball attacks, but he couldn't even break the opponent's giant bell.

Although he did not unleash the full power of the sword formation in his previous attack, the opponent's Zhentian Bell remained motionless and blocked all the attacks with ease. His magical powers can be said to be unfathomable.

More importantly, he had already used up 20% of his mana. But the other party relied on the strange Yin Qi and the Zhentian Bell to absorb his sword light, and then counterattacked with the sword light, and it was estimated that he had not even used up half of his mana.

The gap between them was so huge that he couldn't help but hesitate whether to activate the sword formation's most powerful power.

To be honest, this was the first time that Yuan Yao used the Zhentian Bell to fight the enemy. Although she was very confident in the power of her own life-saving magic weapon, she did not have an accurate number of its specific effects.

Then, all the magic power in her body was poured into the Zhentian Bell, and a rapid spell came out of her mouth.

Suddenly, the giant bell over ten feet high flashed gray light a few times, and rose from the ground without any warning, and fiercely covered the old man Kuzhu below.

A hissing sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the air trembled wherever the Zhentian Bell passed, and an invisible channel was formed naturally.

Seeing the Heaven-shaking Bell pressing down at lightning speed and feeling the soaring spiritual pressure emanating from it, old man Kuzhu had no time to think, and suddenly a white light shone from his body.

The same scene as before appeared, and green rays shot out again, but this time there were more than two hundred of them.

As soon as these light green flying swords appeared, they flew towards the sword wheel above old man Kuzhu's head without hesitation. After a flash, they all merged into it.

As the sword light flashed, the sword wheel suddenly grew wildly, from its previous size of about ten feet to three feet in size, and its entire body was misty emerald green. The strange thing was that a strange cold force emanated from it.

"go with!"

Old man Kuzhu roared, and after a sword sound that resounded through the sky, the sword wheel began to spin rapidly, slashing wildly towards the giant bell above his head.

The Jindan cultivators who were watching the battle from afar felt their breathing tighten and their protective auras shook unsteadily under the impact of the Zhentian Bell and the sword wheel.

Some of those with lower cultivation bases turned pale and flew away a little further away.

The giant bell and the sword wheel collided with each other, and the giant bell trembled, and was hit, making a clear "clang clang clang" sound.

As soon as the sound of the bell rang in their ears, the Jindan cultivators nearby felt that their magic power was condensed and they could no longer fly in the air. The same was true for those cultivators who ran farther away, and they fell down like dumplings.

The dull sound of "bang, bang, bang" hitting the ground was heard, mixed with screams of pain.

Fortunately, those who were watching the battle from the air were all Jindan cultivators. Although they had not practiced body training, their bodies were much stronger than those of ordinary people. They did not die after falling from a height of over a hundred feet. At most, they were just hit and vomited blood and were seriously injured.

But even though their lives were saved, their faces were filled with panic. They didn't care about the pain in their bodies, and they had no interest in watching the fight in the sky. They used their hands and feet to crawl away, trying to get out of the range of the bell.

The feeling of having lost all their magical powers and becoming mortals was simply unbearable for them, and a sense of fear grew in their hearts.

The sword wheel, which was still spinning wildly, was pressed downwards by the huge bell. Although the speed was slow, there was no moment when it could stop its downward trend.

Old man Kuzhu was using all his strength to activate the sword wheel formed by 365 of his life-long flying swords. His magic power was rapidly consumed and his face gradually turned pale.

Suddenly, the next moment, there was a crisp "crack" sound. The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire Kuzhu Island.

The three-meter sword wheel was crushed and exploded by the Zhentian Bell, and hundreds of flying swords with cold light flashing were also blown everywhere by the explosion. The Zhentian Bell just shook slightly and continued to fall as if nothing had happened.

"Stop! There's no need to compete anymore. I admit defeat!" The sword formation was broken, and old man Kuzhu's face became even paler. He let out a loud shout and actually admitted defeat on his own initiative.

Although he said so, he did not neglect the defense in front of him at all. With a flip of his hand, a triangular token shot out, and it grew larger and flashed with strange red, green and yellow light, blocking in front of him.

"The power of the sword formation formed by these 365 cold bamboo flying swords can already compete with ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivators. This old man Kuzhu is indeed quite powerful." The fact that old man Kuzhu has such strength without the help of the Ten Thousand Woods Formation on the island really surprised Nie Zhaonan.

Although it looked like the sword formation consumed a huge amount of mana and couldn't be used for a long time, it was amazing that it could be used to fight across levels for a short period of time.

Looking at the mighty Zhentian Bell, Yin Yue's eyes sparkled and she said with some envy:
"No matter how powerful those flying swords are, they are not as powerful as the Heaven-shaking Bell sacrificed by Sister Yuan Yao. The power of this bell is truly a weapon that can break all laws. I wonder how many good things the master gave Yuan Yao to make this bell have such incredible power."

“Yuan Yao did refine a lot of precious materials such as the Evil Spirit Jade and Yin Dates and put them into this Zhentian Bell, which greatly increased its power. But this is also because Yuan Yao has the body of Tianyin, which allows him to activate the full power of this bell. If it were other cultivators who practiced the Tianyin Jue to activate it, it would be good if they could unleash 60% to 70% of the power of Zhentian Bell.” Nie Zhaonan said with a little admiration in his eyes.

The extent to which a cultivator can unleash the power of a magic weapon depends mainly on the power of the magic weapon itself, the amount of mana injected into the weapon, and the manipulation of the magic weapon by his divine thoughts.

The magic power that Yuan Yao, who possesses the Tianyin body, can release at one time is absolutely incomparable to that of ordinary cultivators. At the same time, with the subtle influence of the Tianyin body, the Zhentian Bell that is sacrificed can also be more powerful.

Yin Yue replied without any surprise:
"My husband is right. Most special physiques not only increase the speed of cultivation, but also provide greater or lesser help in fighting. Sister Yuan Yao's Tianyin body is obviously a more powerful special physique."

Speaking of special physiques, Yin Yue became very interested again and said softly:

"But I have also heard that there is a special physique called 'immortal body'. A cultivator with this physique can cultivate to become an immortal without any obstacles. Fighting against a higher level is as easy as eating and drinking. However, this physique has never appeared in the human and demon races, not to mention the entire spiritual world, and even in several nearby realms. It only exists in some ancient books." "Immortal body?" Nie Zhaonan's expression moved slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said:
"Except for the bottleneck in realm that I cannot avoid, I can still compare with this kind of physique in terms of strength. Even if I am a little worse, the difference in strength will not be too big."

Nie Zhaonan's words were full of confidence. Now he had only refined the 'Gengjin Divine Thunder Sword Formation' and the 'Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation', only two sets of sword formations. With just one of the sword formations, he could fight against opponents of higher levels.

After refining the remaining three sets of sword formations in the future, and finally setting up the 'Five Elements Divine Thunder Sword Formation', then cross-level battles would be as easy for Nie Zhaonan as eating and drinking water.

"Hehe." Yin Yue laughed tenderly, "It's good for husband to be confident, but sometimes you still have to be humble. At this moment, husband may be able to fight against a higher realm, but when it comes to the realm of refining emptiness, fusion, and Mahayana, the gap between each small realm is like a chasm, and it is not so easy to ignore."

Nie Zhaonan tidied up the hair around Yin Yue's ears that was messed up by the wind, and said calmly with a calm look:
"Realm is not everything. There are also differences in strength among cultivators of the same level. And I am destined to become the strongest among cultivators of the same level."

"Then I will wait for that day." Yin Yue smiled.

Nie Zhaonan also curled the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

Apart from anything else, as long as the gold-eating bugs in the cave grow into mature ones, and one hundred thousand mature gold-eating bugs are released in one breath, who among the cultivators in the refining and fusion stages would dare not retreat?

On the other side, Yuan Yao paused the magic gestures in her hands, stopped chanting the incantation, and let out a breath of foul air.

The Zhentian Bell seemed to be unstoppable, but this was also because Yuan Yao was using all her strength to activate it. In just a short while, she had consumed as much as 10% of her magic power.

When Yuan Yao stopped the spell in her hand, the amazing spiritual energy on the Zhentian Bell gradually converged and suddenly stopped and floated in the air.

The giant bell stopped above his head, just a dozen feet away. Old Man Kuzhu couldn't help but look up. He could even faintly see the mysterious formation inscriptions inside the bell, as well as the thick yin energy on the top of the bell that was like stagnant water. He couldn't help but reach out and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

If he had said the words of surrender a moment later, he would have been firmly covered by the Heavenly Bell.

He had experienced the defensive power of the Zhentian Bell before. With his strength, there was no way he could break the bell, so he immediately gave in and admitted defeat.

Even if he still had a trump card that he hadn't used and could mobilize the power of the Ten Thousand Trees Array at the critical moment, he could only hold on for a short while at best and would eventually be defeated.

Since this battle was just for sparring, there was no need for him to reveal his last trump card and he could just admit defeat.

The most crucial thing is that this fairy is just one of Fellow Daoist Nie’s companions, yet she has such terrifying strength.

He knew that this Fellow Daoist Nie had six or seven fellow Taoists around him. If each of them had the strength of the woman in front of him, what a powerful force that would be!

If it was really as he thought, even the ten major sects of Dajin would be no more than this.

Thinking this in his mind, old man Kuzhu saw that the other party had put away the magic weapon, so he also put away the flying sword and token, and called Nie Zhaonan and the other two to fly down, and entered the wooden hall again and took their seats.

This time, the Lord of Kuzhu Island spoke more politely:
"The fairy's magical powers are truly unfathomable! Even some great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage could be captured alive by the fairy if they are careless for a moment!"

"Earlier, I wanted to spar with Fellow Daoist Nie, but now I think I was really overestimating myself. I'm afraid that Fellow Daoist Nie can defeat me with just one strike."

As he spoke, he had a smile on his face, but a sullen look on his face.

“Fellow Daoist Kuzhu, you are too kind. I only won a small victory. Facing a true late Nascent Soul cultivator, I still don’t have much chance of winning.” Yuan Yao also answered politely, without any arrogance in his words.

There is nothing to be proud of if you win against a cultivator of the same level.

"Alas, the fairy is too modest." Old man Kuzhu smiled bitterly and shook his head.

As someone who had fought against Yuan Yao, he could roughly guess how strong Yuan Yao was, and he was definitely not worse than an ordinary late Nascent Soul cultivator.

Moreover, he also vaguely felt that Fairy Yuan Yao still had powerful means that she had not used yet. He guessed that it was most likely the sound of the Zhentian Bell.

The sound of the Zhentian Bell earlier was just a passive result of being slashed by his sword formation.

Even so, when he heard the bell, his magic power was a little unstable, and he needed to expend a small amount of spiritual power to suppress it before he could calm down the magic power in his body.

If this Heaven-shaking Bell were to unleash its power, wouldn't the power of the sound it made be so powerful that it would be hard for him to resist?

Will he suffer the same fate as those Jindan cultivators, losing all his magical powers?
Yuan Yao smiled, guessing that old man Kuzhu had some ideas about the true power of the Zhentian Bell, but she didn't say anything more.

Seeing that Yuan Yao didn't want to talk any more, Elder Kuzhu didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned his head to look at Nie Zhaonan and said something unexpected:

"Fellow Daoist Nie, what do you think of my natal flying sword?"

Nie Zhaonan didn't know what Elder Kuzhu meant, and he didn't have any reservations, so he told the truth:
"I have long heard that Fellow Daoist Kuzhu's 365 Kuzhu Flying Swords are extremely powerful. Today I see that it is indeed true. Even though the sword formation was forcibly broken, not a single flying sword was damaged."

When the sword formation disintegrated, he naturally used his spiritual sense to glance at the bitter bamboo flying swords that were blown away. None of the sword bodies were damaged in the slightest, nor were there any gaps or cracks. Only a slight loss of spirituality was seen.

"You are lucky, Fellow Daoist. Those flying swords should be made of ten-thousand-year-old bitter bamboo. Bitter bamboo is also one of the top-grade spiritual bamboos. Fellow Daoist was able to obtain a ten-thousand-year-old one when he was forming a pill. It is really a great opportunity."

Nie Zhaonan was also a man of great knowledge, especially when it came to spiritual herbs and trees. Without much thought, he guessed the age of the bitter bamboo in a blink of an eye, and also told the time it took to refine the bitter bamboo flying sword.

(End of this chapter)