Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 613 Unyielding Spirit
Xu Yunfan stood on the turbulent East China Sea, the surface of the sea beneath his feet frozen into a mirror under the suppression of his immense magical power.

The Zhou Tian Xing Ling Banner fluttered in the wind, its dark surface adorned with 365 stars that flickered and swirled, unleashing boundless starlight and annihilating power that enveloped the dazzling sword shadow at its core.

Ye Yuan, an elder of Tianji Peak in the Wancheng Sword Sect.

Xu Yunfan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when the other party was injured for the first time.

He really thought he couldn't fight.

If he were forced to use the Golden Core Sword Intent left to him by the Pure Yang Ancestor, he would truly lose face; this was something he had prepared for the purpose of seeking gold.

Soon, Xu Yunfan noticed the subtle changes and surging fluctuations in Ye Yuan's aura under heavy suppression; it was the raging flames brewing in a desperate situation.

But then, the violent aura emanating from Ye Yuan inexplicably subsided, like the stillness before a volcanic eruption.

In the eye of the storm, his face returned to a chilling calm.

His gaze pierced through layers of starlight and banner shadows, locking onto Xu Yunfan. His voice was cold and hard, clearly penetrating space amidst the roar of sword energy and thunder, echoing in Xu Yunfan's ears.

"Xu Yunfan, I know you. You are the peak master of Shenxiao Peak of Yuanshi Sect. You can be considered one of the more outstanding Foundation Establishment True Persons of Yuanshi Sect in recent years."

"Since I began cultivating my Qi and establishing my foundation, I have wielded this sword to vanquish demons and evil for over three hundred years, through three lifetimes. Now, thirty-seven years after achieving the perfect foundation in the Dao, this is the first time I've been forced into such a predicament."

His words were plain, yet they contained a suffocating aura.

The other party spoke while simultaneously gathering momentum.

Xu Yunfan felt a slight chill. This person was trapped in a deadly formation, and although he had exhausted a great deal of magical power, his aura remained as deep and profound as an abyss.

Ye Yuan's gaze swept over Xu Yunfan like an invisible sword.

"You, with only the late Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, have achieved such a level, which is truly impressive."

He paused for a moment, then spoke with a condescending tone, “He’s far better than that cowardly Lu Chuan who deserted his post.”

Hearing Ye Yuan mention Lu Chuan's lack of loyalty, Xu Yunfan felt a surge of anger.

Those bastards from the Yuanshizong clan have no sense of propriety whatsoever when they're out there.

Run away when things go wrong.

Of course, if Ye Yuan hadn't chosen him as his target, Xu Yunfan would have naturally fled in panic.

Unfortunately, his elaborate formation had drawn considerable hatred, forcing him to find a way to defend himself.

Xu Yunfan cursed furiously in his heart, but only a sneer appeared on his face. He pointed the Zhenwu Sword diagonally at the sea, and purple arcs of electricity flickered on the blade.

He was about to speak.

"laugh"

A cold glint suddenly appeared!

Ye Yuan's tone suddenly changed, and his actions were even faster than his words.

He raised his wrist, not pointing at his opponent, but gazing at the cracked, unadorned iron sword in his hand, which exuded a tragic aura, as if looking at his lifelong friend and the path he had chosen.

"This sword..."

His voice lowered, carrying an almost pious tone.

"The name is 'Huigang'. When I first entered the Wancheng Sword Sect, I was still an ignorant Qi Refining child when I was given the Xuan Tie sword blank. I nurtured it day and night with my blood and sweat and tempered its sharpness with my will. It accompanied me to the Foundation Establishment stage, slaying demons and eliminating evil. Hundreds of years of hardship on the path of cultivation, cutting off karma and protecting the Dao, are all hidden here."

He gripped the hilt tightly with his five fingers. The sword seemed to possess a spirit, its cracks humming and emitting a deep, resonant sound, as if silently recounting countless life-and-death battles. The sword hummed, but its sound was not a mournful cry; rather, it was the roar of a dragon thirsting for battle.

An indescribable sense of sorrow and tragic will spread, even causing the starlight annihilation power descending from the Zhou Tian Star Array to momentarily freeze.

"Xu Yunfan."

Ye Yuan's voice suddenly rose, like metal clashing, tearing through the sky, his gaze piercing through the starlight chains, burning fiercely.

"Today, if you can die by this sword, it will be a fitting end for your late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation and for the respect I have shown you."

"They're qualified!"

The moment the words "qualified" rang out, the pent-up energy of the transformation erupted.

Without any warning. "Buzz!"

A sword cry that shook the East China Sea rang out from the iron sword named Huigang. It was not a metallic humming sound, but rather a resonance of the laws of heaven and earth.

An indescribable pressure, a fierce will that was selfless, relentless, and determined to sever all ties and the future, suddenly coalesced.

Behind Ye Yuan, the void suddenly twisted and exploded.

An endless expanse of pale light swept out like a supernova explosion, instantly devouring the starlight behind it, the soul shadow of the banner, and the waves and sea breeze.

That space transformed into a pure yet brutally fierce sword domain, imbued with an indestructible golden essence.

This is an extraordinary phenomenon resulting from the complete attainment of one's own Dao after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage.

Pure White Desolate Realm - Return to the Other Shore!

Xu Yunfan was deeply shaken.

The next instant, his innate martial arts divine eye opened and closed, and his divine light instinctively and frantically operated, trying to analyze the scene before him.

These are not simply torrents of energy.

Rather, it was Ye Yuan's lifelong will to cultivate.

His ultimate manifestation of the swordsmanship, characterized by extreme fierceness and self-sacrifice.

It is a summary of his life's cultivation and understanding of the way of the sword, and also his questioning of the immortal path of gold.

The appearance of this phenomenon signifies only one thing.

Ye Yuan's comprehension of the Dao fruit he sought had reached a critical point. He might have even touched that supreme sword Dao fruit on a spiritual level and gained its favor.

It's just that it hasn't yet used itself as an anchor point to fully guide its arrival in the present world.

That position, corresponding to Ye Yuan's fierce sword intent and the inheritance of the Wancheng Sword Sect, should be a position absorbed by the Wancheng Sword Sect.

"The glorious sun shines eternally, a path to enlightenment for ten thousand chariots!"

The thought flashed through Xu Yunfan's mind, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

This is no longer the power of simply reaching the peak of Foundation Establishment; it is the power possessed by someone who has one foot on the threshold of Golden Core and is about to seek enlightenment.

He has long surpassed ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"die!"

Under the light of the pure white abyss, Ye Yuan's face revealed a madness and determination as if he were willing to sacrifice everything.

He raised his sword high with both hands, and under the blessing of the strange phenomenon, the sword seemed to transform into the only source of light in the world, carrying the power of the entire Pure White Desolate Domain.

Without needing to draw upon the immense power of the Big Dipper's Yao Guang star, this sword strike burned with his own Dao foundation and will, a pure and sublime, fierce sword intent.

"cut!!!"

The sword fell silently, without any grand display, only a fine, white-gold thread, condensed to its extreme and as thin as a hair, yet seemingly capable of slicing through the river of time.

Go ahead!

All laws shall be eradicated!

This thin line ignored the distance in space, and ignored the 365 stars falling from the Zhou Tian Star Array, whose annihilating starlight was enough to crush mountains.

The moment the immense energy of the formation came into contact with the white line, it was as if an invisible hand had torn a narrow but irreparable gap in the fragile light curtain.

The power of starlight obliteration was like a natural enemy to it, collapsing and annihilating.

The Heavenly Sword Seat's protective aura attempted to block it, but crumbled upon contact.

The chains, entangled with demonic energy, snapped silently.

The desperate sword light that Ye Kai's soul body thrust out disintegrated on its own as it approached the white line, like a moth drawn to a flame.

(End of this chapter)