Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 579 Heavenly River
Want to engage in close combat?

The swordsman's face revealed a hint of coldness and mockery.

The sword cultivators of the Wancheng Sword Sect are skilled in both close and distant combat, and their swordsmanship is divine; why would they fear close combat?

He subconsciously twisted his wrist and changed his move. The flying sword in his hand, as thin as a cicada's wing and radiating cold light, turned like a snake spitting its tongue. Instead of its original deadly piercing attack, it slashed towards Xu Yunfan's neck and throat.

The sword's edge sliced ​​through the air, producing a piercing, mournful sound.

However, it was too late.

Xu Yunfan's fist was already extended.

The sword cultivator's expression changed drastically; he truly hadn't expected Xu Yunfan to act so quickly.

The punch was delivered silently, yet it carried boundless power and an intense, violent thunderous force.

Simple and straightforward, moving straight ahead.

His fist, its skin shimmering with a luster unlike flesh and blood, seemed to be forged from refined gold and divine iron.

Before the fist, the air was compressed to the extreme, producing a muffled, heart-stopping explosion.

There was no dazzling magical light, only pure and terrifying physical power and tiny, purplish-gold lightning arcs that were forcibly restrained on the surface of the fist, spinning and hissing rapidly.

Fists and swords collided.

Ding!
Click! !

A deafeningly loud metallic cracking sound rang out.

The sword Reverse Scale, as thin as a cicada's wing yet capable of cutting through gold and jade, struck Xu Yunfan's fist as if it had collided with the very center of gravity of the world.

The powerful sword intent and sharp spiritual energy condensed on the sword's edge were shattered and disintegrated at the point of contact by a tyrannical and unreasonable force, along with the subtle yet destructive purple-gold lightning energy.

The sword cultivator felt an indescribable, primordial force surge into his arm along the sword.

Puff puff!
His protective sword aura burst like a soap bubble.

A clear cracking sound came from the wrist holding the sword. The pain had barely begun when the immense force was transmitted to the shoulder and torso with overwhelming force.

"Wow!"

Fresh blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out.

The last thing he saw was a punch that shattered his flying sword, destroyed all his defenses, and then, with undiminished speed, slammed into his chest with a destructive storm.

boom! !

The fist landed solidly on the swordsman's chest.

There are no fancy tricks, only the unleashing of domineering power.

The swordsman's cloud-patterned sword robe suddenly ripped apart, revealing a clear fist imprint protruding from his spine.

He was blasted through the air like a tattered sack, flying backwards and crashing into a huge bronze alchemy furnace that was half-burnt behind him.

The furnace was destroyed and fire broke out.

The swordsman was embedded in the scorching furnace wall fragments and spilled furnace ash and medicine residue. His chest was completely caved in, his tendons and bones were broken, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and the divine light in his eyes instantly faded.

The sword seed within the dantian let out a mournful cry, its spiritual light dimmed, and it shattered inch by inch.

Life was as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind, extinguished in an instant.

Xu Yunfan withdrew his fist, his breathing became steady, and the violent power around him instantly subsided, leaving only a faint aftertaste of thunderous energy flowing beneath his skin.

"You're the first person to witness me in close combat since I achieved mastery of my cultivation; consider yourself fortunate."

Upon hearing Xu Yunfan's words, the dying swordsman's eyes widened, his trembling lips seemed to want to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he spat out mouthfuls of bright red blood.

This punch had nearly extinguished his life force, and all his magical power and sword intent were scattered.

"What a fine piece of jade! It's perfect for adding a star lord to my Zhou Tian Xing Ling Banner." He reached out and summoned an invisible suction force that pulled the sword cultivator's corpse, along with his shattered spirit sword, to his front.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and the Zhou Tian Star Spirit Banner materialized.

The banner's surface was deep and dark, dotted with countless stars.

He activated his magic, and the banner opened like a giant mouth, a powerful soul-binding and sucking force enveloping the sword cultivator's corpse.

In an instant, the remaining essence blood, the still dissipating fragments of spiritual consciousness on the sword cultivator's corpse, and even the remaining sharp sword intent in the shattered spiritual sword were forcibly stripped away, turning into a stream of light mixed with cyan and gold luster, which was pulled into the banner with a miserable howl.

On the banner, another new star appeared, its color as cold and sharp as a star, with sword shadows flowing within it, its malevolent aura still lingering.

The sword foundation and divine soul of the Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Wancheng Sword Sect became the new offerings for the Zhou Tian Star Spirit Banner.

Seeing the swordsman appear in the banner, he bowed three times and nine times to him with a respectful expression.

"I clearly have three ways to conceal myself, how did you find me?"

The sword cultivator's name was Fei Lun. Upon hearing Xu Yunfan's question, he, now a banner spirit, naturally dared not hesitate and immediately answered.

"Your Majesty, I used the Ten Thousand Chariots Sword Technique to condense the Sword Heart Clarity, and then used the Clarity to refine the Sword Dao to see the true sword intent, and condensed the Heavenly Sword Seat. I am most sensitive to the causal relationship of heaven, so I can sense the slight fluctuations."

Feren looked somewhat ashamed: "I have disturbed Your Majesty."

"It doesn't matter."

Xu Yunfan had a slight smile on his lips. This Ten Thousand Soul Banner was truly a brainwashing artifact. Once inside, even someone who hated him to the bone could become a fanatical believer.

At this rate, it might not be long before we have enough for 365 star lords.

When the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Formation is assembled, this Zhou Tian Xing Ling Banner can be called the Zhou Tian Xing Jun Banner, and it might even have the quality of a spiritual treasure.

After all, the Myriad Soul Banner, as a supreme treasure of the demonic path, is a magical artifact that can continuously evolve and upgrade once it is made, as long as it is constantly refined and fed with various rare and precious materials.

Xu Yunfan immediately put away the soul banner and left without pausing.

High above the palace, the radiant barrier representing the Heavenly Emperor's last strength was violently twisting, emitting a sickening groan that shook the heavens.

The Dao Realm projection of Pudu Zhenjun almost completely covered that sky, and the Judgment Sword of Qingyuan Zhenjun and the colorless sword light of Dongxu Zhenjun intertwined and shone.

The Heavenly Emperor of this realm has reached the end of his road.

We need to hurry.

With the Dao Fruit of this Realm right before his eyes, the True Lord disdained these rare and precious treasures.

But once the Dao Fruit is devoured and divided up, a True Lord who has eaten and drunk his fill might come and take a stroll.

Without further delay, Xu Yunfan determined the direction and plunged headlong into the deeper parts of the Heavenly Court.

His figure moved swiftly between the endless ruins and the collapsed celestial palace, like a phantom in the shadows.

He sensed several more fluctuations of precious energy along the way, but most of them were mid-grade magic artifacts or consumable spiritual materials, which he no longer found appealing. His target was the depths of the forbidden area behind the Heavenly Emperor's Palace.

That place connects to the origin of the heavens and is where the Milky Way was born.

After speeding along, the terrain suddenly opened up, but it was a scene of utter devastation.

What should have been a magnificent palace surrounded by a vast starry sky was now completely destroyed, and even the celestial jade beneath their feet was crumbling and churning.

In the void ahead, a river composed of endless faint starlight and some kind of mysterious water vapor rushes and flows, but the edge of this celestial river is violently trembling and collapsing, and the flowing stardust is constantly falling into the void rift, forming destructive spatial ripples.

On a relatively calm stretch of shallow sand formed by silt in Tianhe, Xu Yunfan's gaze suddenly sharpened.

A figure lay on the shattered stardust, its breath weak.

It was a woman, dressed in a palace gown that had long been torn and was soaked in dark golden divine blood.

(End of this chapter)