Martial Universe: Inherit the Future, Quickly Become a Martial Ancestor!

Chapter 90 Battle at the Peak of Nirvana, Skills Astound the Audience!

boom!

A deafening roar erupted, and a violent shockwave spread wildly from the point of impact. The ground cracked as if struck by a giant hammer, the fissures spreading outwards like a spiderweb. Debris flew everywhere within a radius of dozens of feet, and dust blotted out the sky!

Lan He's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground dozens of feet away, carving out a deep trench more than ten feet long.

His face flushed crimson, and then he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His clothes were torn to shreds, revealing the high-grade earth-level spiritual treasure inner armor underneath.

At this moment, the inner armor was covered with dense cracks, and its spiritual light was extremely dim, as if it would completely collapse at any moment.

It was the very armor he had seized from the second son of the Song family in the Heavenly Demon Dynasty. If it weren't for this inner armor protecting him, this attack would probably have made his injuries even more severe.

Lan He channeled his Yuan energy to suppress his surging blood and qi, raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He glanced down at the completely ruined inner armor he was wearing, casually ripped it off and tossed it aside, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Damn it, I underestimated the terror of the peak Nirvana Realm.

That old dog is really strong!

To Lan He's surprise, Liu Tong was also in a bad mood.

He staggered back several feet, each step shattering the ground and leaving a trail of footprints over a foot deep. When he finally regained his balance, his right arm was still trembling violently, his fist was covered in blood, and several deep, bone-revealing gashes were constantly oozing blood.

He glanced down at his fist, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his face was filled with disbelief, shock, and anger.

"You little bastard—you dare hurt me?"

Liu Tong's voice was low and hoarse, filled with barely suppressed anger. He was a dignified deacon of the Yuan Sect, a peak Nirvana Realm expert, yet he had been injured so badly by a junior at the Sixth Yuan Nirvana Realm?

How is this possible?!

He suddenly looked up, staring intently at Lan He, his eyes burning with overwhelming rage. However, the next moment, a hint of barely concealed fear surfaced within that rage.

Just now, he clearly felt several completely different forces with that punch! There was the vast blood and qi of the physical body, the boundless primordial power of the Nirvana Realm, the profound spiritual power of the talisman master, and another kind of strange power that even he could not distinguish was actually devouring his attack, dissolving 30% of his strength!

What kind of monster is this kid?

Liu Tong's expression shifted between anger and shock. However, all his emotions quickly coalesced into a single thought: this child must not be allowed to live!

A mere sixth-level Nirvana Realm cultivator could injure him; if he were allowed to grow stronger, he would surely become a great threat in the future!

"We must finish this quickly and deal with this kid as soon as possible!"

Liu Tong took a deep breath, his Yuan energy surging wildly around him. He clenched his fists tightly, and an even more violent aura erupted from his body. As a deacon of the Yuan Sect, although he wasn't qualified to cultivate the three great divine scriptures of the Yuan Sect, he had still mastered several high-level spiritual martial arts.

"Great Sun Burning Heaven Fist!"

Liu Tong roared, and blazing golden flames suddenly ignited on his fists. The flames were not real flames, but fist energy condensed from his primordial spirit, with an astonishingly high temperature that scorched and distorted the surrounding air.

He took a step forward, his whole body transforming into a golden streak of light, and his fists smashed down towards Lan He like a storm!

Each punch carried a terrifying power that could scorch the heavens and boil the seas, as if it would turn everything to ashes!

"That mad dog is such a nuisance—"

Lan He frowned, his mind racing. A head-on confrontation was clearly not a wise move. His opponent had already reached the peak of the Nirvana Realm, and all of his Yuan Power had long since been transformed into Yuan Shen Qi, which was of far superior quality to ordinary Yuan Power.

Even though he had opened up all 108 meridians and his Yuan energy was far purer than others of the same level, he still could not overcome this fundamental difference.

If it weren't for the Devouring Ancestral Symbol dissipating nearly 0% of the attack at the crucial moment, he would probably have been severely injured and collapsed from that blow.

Can't delay any longer.

A fierce glint flashed in Lan He's eyes, and he suddenly opened his mouth.

Roar!

A deep, ancient dragon's roar rolled out from his throat, the sound waves carrying a powerful spiritual impact, turning into visible ripples that poured straight into Liu Tong's ears!

Sonic martial arts, Dragon Roar Technique!

Liu Tong's body suddenly stiffened, as if a thousand thunderbolts had exploded in his mind, and he stood there stunned.

Take a breath.

Only one breath left.

But for Lanhe, that's enough!

His figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, and in the next instant he appeared in front of Liu Tong!

boom!

A punch landed squarely on Liu Tong's chest!

boom!

The second punch landed squarely on Liu Tong's face!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Lan He's fists rained down on Liu Tong like a storm, each punch carrying the vast blood and qi of the Six-Ren Body, the immense primal power of the Six-Yuan Nirvana Realm, and the profound spiritual power of the Four-Seal Heavenly Talisman Master!

Three punches, five punches, ten punches, thirteen punches!

In the blink of an eye, Lan He unleashed a full thirteen punches!

When Liu Tong recovered from the impact of the Dragon Roar Technique, he was sent flying backward, spitting out blood. His clothes were torn to shreds, revealing the cracked inner armor underneath.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in disbelief.

How could a junior at the sixth level of Nirvana Realm actually suppress a Yuanmen deacon at the peak of Nirvana Realm?

Fu Ling's eyes widened, her mouth gaped open wide enough to fit an egg, and she stood there stunned, unable to recover for a long time.

Ji Shan's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he murmured, "Am I...am I dreaming?"

Above the clouds, Qing Xuanzi clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Good! Good lad!"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, and she murmured, "Senior Sister Mo Yun—you've misjudged her."

Old Man Wan's face was extremely grim. He never expected that Liu Tong would be beaten so badly by a junior.

Lan He remained standing in place, slightly out of breath, his eyes fixed on Liu Tong, who was flying backward.

This surprise attack at least caused that old dog a great loss.

However, the next moment, his pupils contracted slightly.

Liu Tong, who had been sent flying backward, managed to steady himself in mid-air and slowly wiped the blood from his face. His previously twisted and ferocious face now bore a strange, cold smile.

"Young man, it is truly remarkable that you were able to fight me to this extent with the strength of the Sixth Nirvana Realm."

Liu Tong's voice was deep and cold, with a hint of playful mockery, like a cat toying with a mouse. His body trembled slightly, and a faint golden light emerged from within him, quickly condensing on his skin and forming a layer similar to keratin, completely enveloping his entire body.

The golden light was solid and heavy, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

"I originally thought that dealing with a junior like you wouldn't require resorting to such methods."

Liu Tong sneered, a hint of annoyance flashing in his eyes, "You managed to take advantage of me when I wasn't looking."

He looked down at Lan He, his tone full of mockery: "But now, you should know what despair is. There is ultimately a terrifying gap between a sixth-level and a ninth-level Yuan. I have now achieved the initial condensation of my Yuan Spirit, enough to use its power to condense this Yuan Spirit keratin layer. Your attacks cannot break it!"

The entire venue fell silent once again.

Fu Ling and Ji Shan exchanged a glance, their expressions extremely solemn. Zhu Tianhuo and Mu Huang also wore expressions of undisguised gravity.

The keratinous layer of the primordial spirit is a defensive technique that can only be used after reaching the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm. For cultivators below the Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm, it is almost an insurmountable barrier.

Above the clouds, Qing Xuanzi's expression darkened, and the sword box behind him hummed as he prepared to depart.

"Liu Tong, as a steward of the Yuan Sect, how can you use such methods against a junior? Have you no shame?"

Before he could finish speaking, a gray shadow blocked his way.

Old Man Wan, with a sinister smile on his face and surrounded by a chilling aura, blocked the way.

"Qing Xuanzi, what's the rush? Young people learn from setbacks; what are we old folks doing getting involved?"

The beautiful woman from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace also changed her expression. She took a few light steps and was about to make a move, but was firmly blocked by another celestial puppet with a cold aura.

"Old Man Wan, you!"

Old Man Wan chuckled, his eyes full of smugness: "Gentlemen, please be patient and just watch the show."

Qing Xuanzi's face was ashen, but he could only watch helplessly as the white-clad figure below faced the almost impenetrable golden barrier alone.

However, at that moment, Lan He took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He slowly raised his right hand, pointing his fingers like a sword, and his clear voice echoed in all directions: "Gentlemen, may I borrow your sword?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible sword intent surged into the sky from his body!

That's the unique aura of the Immortal Sword Technique; the Way of Sword Control allows one to command all the swords under heaven!

In an instant, the entire audience erupted in uproar!

Countless cultivators felt their longswords tremble violently at their waists, the blades humming as if responding to some kind of summons. Then, one after another, longswords were drawn from their sheaths and floated in mid-air!

"What... what's going on?!"

"My sword! It won't obey me!"

Exclamations rose and fell, and disbelief was written on everyone's face.

Fu Ling's eyes widened, and the low-grade Heavenly Rank spiritual treasure sword at her waist also broke free, transforming into a stream of light and hovering behind Lan He along with the other swords.

At the same time, deep within the City of Myriad Phenomena, in the direction of the Sword Dynasty's headquarters, an incomparably sharp sword intent also soared into the sky!

That was Chen Nan's sword, the black heavy sword that had been with him for many years. At this moment, it was uncontrollably flying through the air, tearing through the sky and shooting towards Lan He!

Chen Nan, who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the empty sword rack, a complex look flashing in his eyes.

Given his skill in swordsmanship, he could easily stop him if he wanted to.

But he didn't make a move.

The Tribulation-Crossing Pill that Lan He gave him was ultimately a token of gratitude.

Consider this sword strike as repayment.

Immediately afterwards, a hearty laugh echoed from the clouds: "Hahahaha! Good lad! You've got guts!"

As Qing Xuanzi took a step forward, the ancient sword box behind him trembled violently, and a dazzling sword light shot into the sky. The sword light was so intense that it directly forced the old man Wan, who was blocking his way, back several feet!

"Take it!"

With a wave of his hand, Qing Xuanzi sent the cyan longsword flying towards Lan He as a streak of light.

"you!"

Old Man Wan's expression changed drastically. He tried to stop them, but it was too late.

The cyan longsword slashed through the sky, carrying a fierce sword intent that could destroy the heavens and the earth, and fell straight down towards the white-clad figure below!

That was Qing Xuanzi's natal flying sword—a top-grade Heavenly Rank spiritual treasure, the Qingyun Sword that had accompanied him in battle for many years!

Lan He reached out and grasped the sword hilt, and an immense and unparalleled sword intent instantly surged into his body, resonating with his own sword intent!

He looked up at the golden barrier in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes burning with fighting spirit: "Thank you, senior."

He took a deep breath, his gaze fixed on Liu Tong, his voice clear and sharp like the ringing of a sword: "Old dog, we're both reborn, let's see how I shatter your turtle shell today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan He pointed his fingers like a sword, and the Azure Cloud Sword shot out into the air!

The hundreds of magical swords behind him trembled in unison, their cries like dragon roars echoing through the heavens and earth. Countless sword lights shot into the sky, led by the Azure Cloud Sword, a top-grade Heavenly Treasure, converging into a colossal sword dragon stretching across the sky.

The Azure Cloud Sword forms the dragon's head, its cold light chilling and its sharpness fully revealed. Hundreds of longswords form the dragon's body, their sword light flowing and their momentum overwhelming. The sword dragon stretches across the sky, blotting out the sun, looking down upon all living beings, as if it wants to devour everything.

The next instant, Lan He activated his sword technique and slashed down with his sword!

The sword dragon roared to the sky, carrying a torrent of sword light capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, and swept towards Liu Tong!

Liu Tong's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracted sharply, and a chill ran down his spine to the top of his head. He had no time to think, and his hands frantically formed hand seals, unleashing his primordial spirit energy without reservation.

The golden keratin layer solidified instantly, gleaming with golden light, almost becoming tangible.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the torrent of sword light slammed into the golden keratin layer on Liu Tong's body. In an instant, the golden light and sword light intertwined and exploded, and a violent shockwave spread wildly, causing the ground within a hundred feet to collapse inch by inch.

Liu Tong's face turned deathly pale in that instant. He watched helplessly as his proud primordial spirit keratin layer, that golden barrier that was strong enough to withstand the full force of a Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm cultivator, shattered like paper in the face of that torrent of sword light.

"This—this is impossible—"

Liu Tong's pupils constricted sharply, and he murmured in disbelief. He was at the peak of the Nirvana Realm; how could his primordial spirit's keratin layer be broken by a junior at the sixth level of the Nirvana Realm?

However, the facts were undeniable. The golden barrier shattered into countless points of light, dissipating into the world. The sharp sword light, its momentum undiminished, slashed fiercely at him.

puff!

Liu Tong coughed up a mouthful of blood and was thrown back like a meteorite, crashing heavily into the ground.

Lan He stood in mid-air, his gaze icy, showing no intention of stopping. He pointed his fingers like a sword and once again urged the sword dragon. The enormous creature roared to the sky, about to swoop down and completely devour Liu Tong.

"You little bastard—you dare!"

Liu Tong struggled to his feet from the ravine, his eyes bloodshot, his aura suddenly becoming violent. He bit his tongue, his essence burning, and a terrifying power surged wildly.

He was going to fight to the death, even if it meant his cultivation level would drop, to kill Lan He here!

However, at that very moment, a gaunt figure appeared in front of Liu Tong without warning.

boom!

He kicked out, hitting Liu Tong squarely in the chest.

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