Two Realms High Martial Arts: Gathering the Heavens to Become a Great Luo Immortal

Chapter 151 The Ninth Level Finally Broken, A Saint's Opportunity

"boom!"

Thor Garnard's Mjolnir unleashed thunder, as if a divine punishment was being hurled down from the heavens.

The thunderous roar echoed throughout the base, and the terrifying vortex tore everything apart, revealing his immense strength and talent as the son of a god-king.

Under his absolutely domineering and crushing move,

Those who fail to grasp the essence of the matter are often suppressed in the instant the two sides clash in spirit and energy.

This caused the opponent to become disoriented and unable to react, almost watching helplessly as the warhammer, carrying the domineering power of thunder, crashed down upon them.

But now Li Xijun has already condensed his own sword intent.

Despite being pressured and intimidated by the other party's power and will, they remained completely unaffected.

On the contrary, when Li Xijun looked back at Thor Garnard's hammer technique, he felt it was too straightforward and lacked any subtlety or variation.

"Heh, with your moves, bullying someone without sword intent is as easy as mowing grass with unparalleled skill."

"But when facing martial artists of the same level, they are utterly inept!"

The longsword in his hand suddenly leaped out, transforming into a breathtakingly beautiful blade of light amidst the surrounding thunder and swirling lightning.

Carrying the unyielding sword intent, it strikes upwards from below!

"Boom!"

Lightning bolts exploded from the sky, each one more dazzling and more domineering than the last.

Li Xijun's sword light flowed like the full moon in the night sky, a beautiful scene that carried the ultimate secret of swordsmanship with its myriad variations.

The ultimate beauty of change transforms into a single, seemingly ordinary yet infinitely captivating glint of light from a blade.

Listening to the spring rain all night in a small building, fluttering fireflies with a light silk fan, there is no greater pleasure than this!

"Sizzle!"

As the moonlight fell and the blades rose, they cleaved through thunder, lightning, and vortexes. All of Thor Garnard's attacks and myriad variations of lightning and magical intent crumbled as easily as cutting tofu.

"Li Pa La!"

Countless bolts of lightning exploded and scattered, raging and spreading throughout the room of the extraterrestrial base, destroying everything in the room.

Everything turned into black smoke and charcoal.

Only Li Xijun, who was easily deflecting the opponent's aerial warhammer with his longsword, was below.

His expression was calm, his movements graceful, and the light from his sword changed with each stroke, making it seem more like a relaxed and freehand painting of ink than a battle.

This also caused Thor Garnard, who was swinging his hammer with all his might above, to change his expression.

"brush!"

With a light touch, Li Xijun broke through the opponent's lightning-inspired hammer technique and vanished in an instant.

He was like a gentle breeze, or a fleeting ripple on a river.

Amidst countless bursts of purple lightning scattering throughout the room, the attack shifted, heading straight for Thor Garnard.

"snort!"

Seeing that his opponent had not retreated but advanced after resisting his attack, Thor Garnard was furious, but he swung his warhammer even faster.

He wielded the hammer with both hands and swept it horizontally, his aura as powerful as a thunderous tyrannosaurus, explosive and terrifying, carrying almost immense force.

It's another classic example of using power to intimidate others.

However, this method had almost no effect on Li Xijun. His figure shifted as if he were in empty space, easily dodging the opponent's sweeping attack. In the process of shifting his figure, the long sword in his hand had already disappeared.

"die!"

With a low shout, Li Xijun's aura surged, and for the first time, he unleashed the full power of the sword intent he had comprehended without reservation.

"Clang!"

After a crisp whistling sound,

The whole world seemed to have frozen in time.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, a beam of light appeared, transforming into a full moon that hung in the night sky.

This plunged the entire world into an indescribable poetic realm.

The glint of the sword is as cold as snow; where can one hear the spring rain?

The exquisite sword light, like a crescent moon, suddenly transformed into a streak of light.

The blade flashed through the air, dazzling and brilliant, carrying an overwhelming and incomparable killing intent that could make even gods and Buddhas tremble.

With a loud clang, the lightning-wrapped warhammer was shattered into two pieces the instant it came into contact with the blade, falling to the ground.

An unparalleled blade of light slashed into Thor Garnard's body, splitting him in two from top to bottom, turning him into a phantom corpse that dissipated into the air.

Only that one strike, its momentum undiminished, cleaved the entire extraterrestrial base room in two, tearing apart everything in the world, with frost and cold sweeping across thousands of miles of the outer world.

"Li Xijun, congratulations on passing the test of the 9th floor of the Nine-Story Demon Tower and earning 14 credits." The clear and melodious female voice appeared again.

As that pure white light filled the entire field of vision,

Li Xijun, who had completely cleared the entire Nine-Story Demon Tower, was automatically sent out of this virtual world.

Li Xijun completed the last requirement of the performance-based agreement that evening.

After a long absence from cultivation and spiritual meditation, he went back to bed and fell asleep immediately.

He entered the deepest, most relaxed sleep, sleeping soundly without thinking about anything.

And on the other side,

Inside the data center office of Qingquan Chunhui Hall,

"Beep beep beep beep!"

As the urgent sounds continued to emanate, all the staff responsible for maintaining the Nine-Story Demon Tower in the virtual world tensed up. Fortunately, this was not a warning of an attack on the virtual world by criminals, but rather...

"Director! Latest update on the Nine-Story Demon Tower: Li Xijun, a freshman at our school, has defeated Thor Garnard on the ninth floor and successfully cleared the Nine-Story Demon Tower."

One of the staff members quickly removed his virtual reality glasses and reported to the director in the office.

These words caused the other tense and vigilant researchers to first breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, as they came to their senses, they couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation:

"Freshman?"

"Clear the Nine-Story Demon Tower and defeat Thor Garnard?"

"That's an opponent we simulated using the most advanced technology available today, someone who has mastered the essence of the art."

"This means... he mastered the essence of the art in his freshman year!"

The researchers in their white lab coats found it all incredible.

"Truly possessing the aura of a 'Martial Saint'?!"

After hearing the researchers' reports and words, Director Zhang, a Golden Core Realm martial artist in charge of the data center,

Unable to resist opening the data in the virtual space, I wanted to witness Li Xijun's battle.

But the next moment,

"Beep beep beep!"

A red warning box instantly appeared on his computer screen.

[Li Xijun's virtual space data has been classified as top secret; you do not currently have permission to view it.]

This news surprised him even more.

As the director of the data center, he knew all too well how important top secrets were.

Those who possess such authority are fewer than five people in the entire Qingquan Chunhui Palace.

at the same time,

A video call from Lisa, the female vice principal, appeared instantly on the screen.

"Principal Lisa." Director Zhang immediately bowed solemnly.

"The data center must immediately seal all of Li Xijun's data in the Nine-Story Demon Tower and prevent any leakage."

Lisa said in a calm and unquestionable tone.

This prompted Director Zhang, who was at the Golden Core stage, to nod immediately, and he began to operate with his ten fingers.

High above the heavens, there stands a dilapidated ancient stele, its entire body jet black, seemingly forged from the very beginnings of time.

It is no ordinary stone; its material is neither iron nor jade. Its surface is covered with deep traces etched by time, like the solidified veins after the stars have vanished. It seems to have been polished by the winds of millions of years, leaving only a sense of weight and vicissitudes accumulated over countless years.

There are no ordinary characters carved with axes or chisels on the stone tablet. Instead, there are countless naturally formed and extremely complex patterns.

At first glance, it looks like chaotic, disordered, and wildly spinning cyclones, silently roaring and tearing at the surface of the monument, as if trying to engulf and shred the space itself; at other times, it freezes and turns into deep, cosmic cracks, with the space at the edges of the cracks slightly distorted, and light passing through is silently swallowed up, leaving only a pure and chilling sense of "nothingness".

The old Taoist priest, sitting here meditating, exuded a strange aura.

The space around him was like the surface of water after a pebble has been thrown in, rippling out in visible, hazy blue waves.

A wind law, the oldest and most fundamental law in the universe, that is omnipresent yet intangible, appears and disappears around him.

a moment,

He suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look behind him.

A crimson flame appeared here, instantly transforming into a handsome young man dressed in black robes.

"This genius from your academy this year is truly remarkable."

Yan Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

"The descendant of the Water Saint in our school has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He started learning to hold a knife as soon as he could understand things, and he has never slacked off in all these years."

"It wasn't until after the five schools' joint martial arts competition that he began to hone his sword intent by staying in the ninth city of the Nine-Story Demon Tower."

"As a result, that boy from your school actually managed to condense sword intent in just two months. Even I couldn't do that back then. He can truly be called a genius."

As he spoke, Yan Sheng seemed to be reminiscing about the past.

"Shouldn't the spot for that event have been given to him? Or do they want to see how he performs at the global national team competition?"

"I had already chosen him the night before the final of the five-school joint competition."

The Wind Saint was still sitting cross-legged in meditation, still exuding an otherworldly aura.

"However, even I, an old Taoist, did not expect that he would condense his sword intent so quickly; it was indeed unexpected."

"Haha... When it comes to foresight, you are indeed more insightful. When Lei Sheng came to study, it was you who lent him a helping hand."

After clarifying the matter, Yan Sheng nodded slightly, as if remembering something, and said:

"That young man previously cultivated the Azure Dragon Heaven-Reaching Technique, and with such talent, he may truly be the one with the greatest potential in the future."

"Would you like me to give him some further guidance on how to practice that Life and Death Sword Technique?"

"Given his natural talent, we should let things take their natural course; there's no need to force it too much."

Feng Sheng shook his head, opened his palm, and let wisps of breeze flow into the mortal realm.

"That one is different from you and me. Ultimately, he has a younger and more ambitious mindset, but too much of a good thing can be bad."