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Chapter 232 Sword Nine - A Sword Across Worlds, Please Appraise, Demon Master

Under Pang Ban's powerful spiritual energy, he could clearly sense that, apart from the wind, something on the Golden Summit of Mount Emei was being drawn towards Gu Shaoan and gathering in his Heaven-Slaying Sword.

If it were someone else, even if they had this feeling, they might not understand what was going on.

Having served as a demon master of the Demon Master Palace for decades, how could Pang Ban not know what this aura was?
On the contrary, decades ago, Pang Ban had already come into contact with this aura through his master Meng Chixing.

"Damn it! It's actually the power of heaven and earth."

Upon realizing what Gu Shaoan's initial gesture had affected, Pang Ban's expression changed drastically.

The next second, Pang Ban felt as if his aura had been suddenly locked onto.

Faced with this change, Pang Ban dared not delay and uttered a low shout of "Demon Overlord Profound Extreme".

The vital energy and spiritual energy within his body burst through the dam like a flood that had been accumulating deep within the earth for centuries.

The thick, ink-like, and condensed black qi, mixed with the domineering purple spiritual energy, surged forth from countless acupoints around Pang Ban's body like a raging molten lava tsunami.

In an instant, the area within five zhang around him was completely submerged by a vast ocean of churning, roaring, and deep-colored qi.

The qi was incredibly viscous, and as it churned, it produced a low, humming sound like metal rubbing against metal. Wherever it passed, the pebbles and dust on the ground were reduced to dust.

The air was compressed by this terrifying energy, groaning under its own weight, and the air pressure on the entire mountaintop seemed to drop as a result.

Such a powerful aura of energy was enough to make even Gu Santong, who was hiding in the shadows, gasp in astonishment.

"Good heavens, this guy is indeed an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years. His skills are so profound."

Just as the area within five zhang around Pang Ban was filled with Gang Yuan and special energy, Gu Shaoan's voice suddenly rang out from five zhang away.

"The Emei Sword Manual - Sword Nine: A Sword Across Worlds, please have the Demon Master appreciate it."

The sound was as calm as a deep pool, yet it possessed a strange penetrating power, clearly echoing above the suddenly silent golden roof.

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Shaoan took a step forward, his body moving like a streak of light directly through layers of space towards Pang Ban.

As they drew near, Gu Shaoan gently thrust the Heaven-Slaying Sword forward.

As the sword tip pierced the air, the Yitian Sword in Gu Shaoan's hand was no longer just a point of golden light condensed at the tip, as it had been before.

Instead, starting from the tip of the sword, a golden line appears to have been added to the middle of the entire blade.

Though as thin as a spider's thread, it exudes a sharp metallic aura that "severs yin and yang, and isolates life and death."

Apart from that, there was nothing else unusual.

But when his gaze fell upon Pang Ban, the target of Gu Shaoan's sword strike, he felt a chill run down his spine.

A sudden chill rose up my spine and then spread rapidly throughout my body.

Pang Ban's eyes widened in anger, and his body shot out like a cannonball, his fist slamming towards the sword blade in the air.

As the fist tore through the air, all the essence of the roaring qi within a five-zhang radius around him seemed to be summoned, surging wildly into Pang Ban's fist.

The force of the punch was as powerful as a mountain, tearing the air apart in visible ripples and producing a deafening, low roar.

Pang Ban's punch, though as fast as a whistling wind, appeared extremely slow to the eyes of others on the mountaintop. So slow that even those martial artists on the mountaintop whose internal energy cultivation was only at the late-stage Innate realm could clearly see it.

This visual and perceptual contradiction caused these people to feel a sense of suffocation and discomfort when their eyes fell on Pang Ban's fist.

The two attacks were so powerful that not only Gu Santong and Abbess Miejue were no match for them, but even the old Taoist priest wearing a bamboo hat in the crowd used a burst of energy to lift the black veil in front of him, revealing his true face.

It was none other than Zhang Sanfeng.

Before everyone's eyes, Gu Shaoan's sword and Pang Ban's fist had already made contact.

At the very moment the sword blade touched Pang Ban's fist, Pang Ban suddenly heard an extremely faint "hiss" sound.

Upon closer inspection, Pang Ban was horrified to discover that his condensed, tangible, and powerfully shattering purple-black fist energy had vanished without warning just as it was about to touch the tip of the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Just as the name of Gu Shaoan's sword move suggests, the sword strike seemed to isolate the world, directly cutting off the fist energy condensed on Pang Ban's fist.

Pang Ban knew that his fist energy, a mixture of his internal energy and spiritual energy, did not disappear. Rather, it melted and vanished silently, like boiling water poured on snow, without even causing a ripple, when it was still an inch away from the golden line at the tip of the sword.

From beginning to end, Gu Shaoan's sword speed did not slow down in the slightest; it continued to thrust towards Pang Ban's fist with a steady yet firm motion.

"how is this possible?"

Pang Ban never expected that his all-out punch would be like fragile tofu meeting a red-hot knife, unable to even block it for a moment against Gu Shaoan's sword.

With the distance between the longsword and the fist less than three feet, Pang Ban had no doubt that if he hesitated any longer, Gu Shaoan's sword would slice his fist or even his entire arm in the next instant.

With his mind in turmoil, Pang Ban's spiritual energy surged suddenly.

The next moment, it was as if an invisible hammer slammed down on Pang Ban.

Under this force, Pang Ban's body was strangely moved half an inch to the side.

Even so, in the rush, Pang Ban was unable to completely dodge the sword.

The sword blade, carrying golden threads, sliced ​​across Pang Ban's right arm, which he had forcefully dodged, without any resistance.

The sword tip easily sliced ​​through the barely gathered internal energy of Pang Ban, then cut through Pang Ban's sleeve and went straight into his flesh, leaving a long, narrow wound on Pang Ban's right wrist.

The wound penetrates one inch into the flesh, is about one foot long, and extends from the middle of the forearm all the way to the wrist, where the bone is visible.

Bright red, scalding blood gushed out of the foot-long wound like a burst dam.

At the same time, wisps of sharp and condensed sword energy surged into Pang Ban's body in an instant, causing the blood and qi within Pang Ban's body to surge wildly.

The intense pain caused Pang Ban to let out a muffled groan.

If it were anyone else, their fighting spirit would have been completely extinguished long ago after experiencing the power of Gu Shaoan's sword.

However, the pain emanating from his arm and body only fueled Pang Ban's ferocity.

His purple eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The murderous intent that surged within him was not solely due to his injuries.

Rather, it was the terrifying strength Gu Shaoan was displaying at this moment, as well as the sense of threat posed by Gu Shaoan's age and talent.

nowadays.

There is already a universally acknowledged number one martial artist in the Great Wei Kingdom: Zhang Sanfeng.

It was this very person, the number one martial artist, who kept the Great Yuan and the neighboring Great Sui Kingdom in check for decades. Even when they entered the Great Wei Kingdom, they dared not go too far.

If a second Zhang Sanfeng were to emerge in the Great Wei Kingdom...

This is by no means a good thing for the Yuan Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Pang Ban shouted loudly. After forcibly circulating his internal energy to expel the few strands of sword energy that had just invaded his body, the internal energy not only did not subside, but instead surged wildly along with his spiritual energy.

"Boom!" The surging purplish-black demonic energy did not diminish in the slightest due to his severe injuries. Instead, it roared like a ignited demonic fire, bursting forth once again from every pore of his body.

At the same time, a spiritual power that was far more profound, more domineering, and more bizarre than before was unleashed by him without reservation!

"Demon God's Guidance"

Pang Ban's low roar was like a demon god's decree from the depths of hell. His uninjured left hand, with its bulging muscles and swirling purplish-black demonic flames of destruction, carried a power that could shatter the void. Without any fancy moves, it slammed into Gu Shaoan's head.

At the very moment the punch was thrown, the pure and destructive physical shockwave caused the air in front of Gu Shaoan to freeze and distort instantly, as if it were about to explode.

But what's even more terrifying isn't this tangible fist!

The instant Pang Ban uttered the words "Demon God's Guidance," an invisible, immense, and indescribable spiritual power, like the floodwaters of the Styx bursting its banks, instantly overwhelmed Gu Shaoan's sea of ​​consciousness!
This mental shock was no longer the overwhelming pressure of the past, but something more bizarre and harder to defend against.

The moment this spiritual energy invaded his brain, Gu Shaoan keenly sensed something was wrong, and with a flick of his wrist, he abruptly sheathed the Yitian Sword in his hand.

Almost the instant the Heaven-Slaying Sword was returned to its sheath, Gu Shaoan's consciousness trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Shaoan discovered that the golden roof was still the same golden roof in front of him, and the sky was still the same sky around him.

The only difference is that at this moment, on the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, there is no Abbess Miejue, no Zhou Zhiruo, no Beggar Clan members, no Evil Sect members, and no other people.

Even the corpses of Shi Huolong and the others on the ground had disappeared.

Yes, but only Gu Shaoan.

Just then, as if a drop of black ink had fallen into a clear pool of water, the entire sky and the space around Gu Shaoan were instantly turned pitch black.

The golden summit of Mount Emei is gone, and the mountain breeze has vanished.

Instead, there was an endless, deep, and cold dark void!

In the void, there is no direction, no time, no light, and no sound.

There was only absolute nothingness, and a deathly silence and despair that could freeze the soul, as if a voice in the darkness was telling Gu Shaoan that this was the tomb of heaven and earth, and would also be the end where he would be buried.

Even though Gu Shaoan had been practicing the "Soul Transfer Technique" every day for the past few months, which greatly enhanced his spiritual energy, he was still struggling.

At this moment, under the influence of that whispering, his eyes became somewhat hazy, and his consciousness seemed on the verge of being eroded and submerged.

Just as Gu Shaoan seemed to be trapped in this void of space, a fist that appeared to be enveloped in purplish-black demonic flames quietly appeared before his eyes.

Then came the second, and the third.

Until all directions were covered by this overwhelming, endless fist.

Faced with the barrage of fist shadows, Gu Shaoan suddenly focused his energy in his dantian, causing his internal energy to circulate wildly.

The powerful internal energy, mixed with the golden energy within his body, instantly formed a pale golden, solidified protective aura five feet away from Gu Shaoan's body.

As Gu Shaoan focused his mind on his dantian, his concentration was instantly triggered, and the attribute "Immovable as a Mountain" was activated.

The moment the phrase "immovable as a mountain" was triggered, Gu Shaoan felt as if the solid ground beneath his feet was connected to his blood.

An unprecedented, pure, and profound energy surged into the earth's veins, instantly splitting into two torrents.

A mellow and resilient energy flowed into his body like a stream entering the sea, filling his powerful inner energy.

In an instant, the originally bright and solid light gold aura shield seemed to be coated with an ancient and mysterious pattern. The air at the edge of the shield became viscous and solidified, exuding an aura of unwavering determination like mountains, as if it had instantly transformed from refined gold into basalt that has endured for eternity.

The other energy was even more mysterious, rushing straight into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Under the influence of this energy, Gu Shaoan felt his mind instantly become incredibly clear, as if it had been thoroughly cleansed by a cold mountain spring.

That void that imprisoned the soul, the countless illusory fist shadows, were like remnants of snow thrown into the blazing sun, collapsing and melting away inch by inch without any resistance! Consciousness returned to reality.

The blue sky, blazing sun, and biting mountain wind at the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, with their incredibly real tactile sensations, once again took over his five senses and six consciousnesses!

The spiritual breakthrough and the condensation of vital energy occurred almost simultaneously.

However, just as Gu Shaoan broke through the mental demonic domain and regained his senses of his surroundings, a punch from his side and rear, imbued with Pang Ban's boundless demonic power, arrived.

"boom!"

The fist, wreathed in tangible purple-black demonic flames, slammed into the protective barrier behind Gu Shaoan like a meteorite burning with destructive intent.

"when--"

At the moment of impact, instead of the usual explosive sound of energy bursting apart, a deafening roar resounded throughout the Golden Summit, as if a great bell had been struck by a giant hammer.

The sound pierced the clouds, carrying tangible sonic ripples that spread wildly in all directions.

The pale golden aura shield around Gu Shaoan, which was as solid as a solid and engraved with mysterious patterns, suddenly collapsed inward, creating a shocking deep pit where the world-shaking demonic fist struck.

Then it shattered with a deafening roar.

However, the moment the protective aura shattered, Pang Ban's fist suddenly slammed into Gu Shaoan's back.

But when the punch landed, the expected scene of Gu Shaoan being blasted away did not occur.

Just as Pang Ban's punch was an inch away from Gu Shaoan, he discovered that the residual force and internal energy contained in the punch had vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

The next second, the ground within a five-zhang radius around Gu Shaoan and Pang Ban suddenly sank by half a foot.

In contrast, Gu Shaoan's body remained as immovable as an ancient mountain.

"how is this possible?"

Faced with this scene, Pang Ban's eyes widened, and he roared in shock.

A look of astonishment instantly spread across his face.

I was completely stunned by what I saw.

That punch just now was a combination of Pang Ban's full power.

Even after expending most of his strength to break through the solid protective barrier around Gu Shaoan, the terrifying power and energy contained in the remaining punch were beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Pang Ban had considered that Gu Shaoan might be killed instantly by his punch.

He could also be severely injured by a single punch, greatly reducing his strength.

But no one expected that Gu Shaoan would not react at all to his punch.

The scene before him was beyond Pang Ban's psychological capacity and expectations.

Just as Pang Ban was stunned by the scene before him, Gu Shaoan suddenly moved the next second.

As he took a step and spun around, Gu Shaoan's right hand gripped the hilt of the Heaven-Slaying Sword once again.

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