Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 386: Subduing Others by Strength

Nie Wuhen said no more.

His aura surged dramatically.

The cultivation at Foundation Establishment Perfection instantly erupted.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, be careful!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

Nie Wuhen immediately became one with his sword, transforming into a brilliant golden light, shooting straight at Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan, on the opposite side, was two minor realms lower.

Yet he practiced both body refining techniques, approaching the Dharma Realm.

A short while ago, he even slew a Fake Pill True Master.

Despite Nie Wuhen’s confidence in himself.

Facing Shen Xuan, he dared not be careless.

To please the master.

He wagered his Lifebound Flying Sword and Core Formation Spiritual Objects.

Failure was not an option, there was no retreat.

Shen Xuan was already prepared, a flash of thunder arc, his figure instantly disappeared.

"Thunder Escape Technique?"

Nie Wuhen was secretly shocked.

There was no mention in the information that the opponent was proficient in the Thunder Escape Technique.

The Golden Steel Sword emitted a sharp sword cry.

Countless sword lights, shimmering with golden light, instantly enveloped a hundred feet around.

As long as Shen Xuan was within the range of the sword light, he would be wounded.

However, there was no movement.

Shen Xuan seemed to have disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, if you keep hiding, how can we determine the winner?"

Nie Wuhen shouted loudly.

It was a simple provocation.

Shen Xuan revealed himself from beyond the hundred-foot spiritual net of sword light.

He smiled slightly at Nie Wuhen.

"Alright, I won’t stay invisible!"

The voice was composed and calm.

Implicitly conveying a strong sense of confidence.

After refining the essence blood of the invisible demon shark, Shen Xuan’s Invisibility Technique reached a new height.

A cultivator at Foundation Establishment Perfection, beyond a hundred feet, could not detect his presence.

Nie Wuhen was a Golden Core Inheritor, Foundation Establishment Perfection, a gold technique sword cultivator.

If it were elsewhere, Shen Xuan would fear him somewhat.

But on the surface of the East Sea, Shen Xuan had the advantage of the terrain.

What was there to fear?

The Divine Turtle Remains were Tier Three spiritual objects.

Nie Wuhen’s flying sword and Core Formation spiritual objects were merely Tier Two Top Grade.

In terms of value, how could they compare to the Divine Turtle Remains?

Shen Xuan agreed to the duel with absolute confidence that he would not be defeated.

At this moment, Nie Wuhen’s eyes flashed with brilliance.

Focusing on Shen Xuan, he urged his spiritual power, becoming one with the sword again, swiftly shooting towards Shen Xuan with a sharp sword intent capable of destroying everything.

Shen Xuan showed a trace of mocking intent.

He glanced at a certain spot in midair.

There.

The fluctuation of Spiritual Qi was notably abnormal.

"Nie Wuhen has companions!"

"Their cultivation is even above Nie Wuhen’s!"

Upon reflection, it made sense.

This place was within the sphere of influence of the Divine Sword Sect.

However, so what!

Shen Xuan was a direct disciple of the Cyan Cloud Sect, one of the seven major sects of Song Country.

He was not a rootless loose cultivator.

Even if Nie Wuhen’s companion was at the True Master Realm.

Unless absolutely necessary, they would not show themselves or attack Shen Xuan.

Otherwise, if word got out, the thousand-year reputation of the Divine Sword Sect would go up in smoke.

As for Nie Wuhen.

His cultivation was two minor realms higher.

But in terms of body refining cultivation.

Shen Xuan was at the Golden Body Realm Perfection.

Both were in the same realm.

At this moment, Shen Xuan did not intend to duel with Nie Wuhen.

After achieving Great Success in the Ice Technique, on the surface of the East Sea, controlling the Ice Soul Divine Sword.

Shen Xuan was confident that its power was not below Nie Wuhen’s.

However, the two had similar spiritual power, divine soul, and divine sense, and the quality of their flying sword treasures was extraordinary.

If he controlled the Ice Soul Divine Sword to fight sword with sword.

Even if he could barely win, it would come at a certain cost.

There was no need for that.

Shen Xuan’s eyes flashed red.

Suddenly erupting with a violent aura.

His body expanded, his face resembling a flood dragon, fangs exposed, with a large, golden, shining stick in his hand.

"Roar!"

His appearance was hideous and fierce, his eyes deep as the sea, mysterious and majestic.

Fortunately, his body elsewhere underwent little change, only becoming proportionally more robust.

Even so, at this moment, Shen Xuan exuded a rich, violent aura, akin to a ferocious great demon, making people shiver.

Shen Xuan swung up the gold light stick with his long arms, viciously sweeping towards Nie Wuhen’s golden sword light.

Space distorted, violently oscillating.

Nie Wuhen controlled the Golden Steel Sword, diving rapidly, narrowly avoiding the sweep of the stick.

Afterward, it circled around, shooting towards Shen Xuan’s back.

Shen Xuan turned, wielding the gold light stick, striking down from above.

Nie Wuhen retreated in distress.

Shen Xuan’s gold light stick smashed onto the waters of the East Sea, huge waves soared over ten feet high.

Such tremendous power made Nie Wuhen’s face pale.

He saw clearly.

After transforming into the Dragon Head Giant, Shen Xuan did not exert any spiritual power, only relying on physical strength to wield the golden stick.

Each strike carried a force of a hundred thousand jin.

His physical strength was unimaginably powerful.

The Fake Pill True Master of the Lu Family perished at his hands, dying deservedly.

Nie Wuhen was utterly terrified.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

Once again evading Shen Xuan’s golden stick.

Nie Wuhen secretly summoned the Forest Shadow Sword borrowed from his brother.

Shen Xuan was a water cultivator.

And the Forest Shadow Sword had a wood attribute, perfect for restraining him.

"Swift!"

With Nie Wuhen’s shout.

A patch of verdant sword shadows formed a hundred-foot giant net, covering Shen Xuan.

This was the special effect of the Forest Shadow Sword.

One sword transforming into ten thousand, evolving into an interconnected sword array, like a snare from heaven, leaving the opponent no escape.

Using wood to counter water, Nie Wuhen’s idea was clever.

Unfortunately, Shen Xuan transformed, following the way of proving the dao through strength.

The gold light stick in his hand contained refined spirit dark gold, indestructible.

Amidst bursts of sonic booms, the sound of "ding ding" echoed chaotically.

The verdant sword net created by the Forest Shadow Sword was punctured by the gold light stick.

Nie Wuhen was shocked and quickly withdrew his sword to avoid the sharpness for now.

The Dragon Head Giant, seeing this, chuckled, and with a "splash," leaped into the sea.

Moments later.

Nie Wuhen paused, just catching his breath.

Below, the sea surface surged with gigantic waves.

A massive human figure emerged from the water spray, swinging the gold light stick, fiercely sweeping over.

In his sight, the golden stick shadows overlapped, blinding and dazzling.

The space between them twisted violently, as if being torn by something.

Nie Wuhen reacted quickly.

He controlled the Golden Barrier Sword, transforming it into countless small golden swords that spun to form a golden light sword shield in front of his body.

"Boom!"

The golden rod fiercely smashed into the golden light sword shield.

Nie Wuhen’s body shook, his spiritual power stagnated, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The golden light sword shield was solid as a rock and in sect competitions could withstand a full-force strike from a Foundation Establishment Perfection Sword Cultivator.

However, in front of Shen Xuan.

He swung the rod with heavy force, without using any techniques.

Relying solely on the brute strength of his flesh body, he shattered the golden light sword shield.

This even caused damage to Nie Wuhen’s Lifebound Flying Sword Treasure, the Golden Barrier Sword. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

It was only at this moment.

Nie Wuhen realized.

The kind of monster he was facing.

Nie Wuhen retrieved the Golden Barrier Sword and turned to escape by sword flight.

He couldn’t win in battle.

He had to flee quickly.

Otherwise, if Shen Xuan truly took the Golden Barrier Sword and Core Formation Spiritual Objects.

He wouldn’t even need to attempt Core Formation.

Nie Wuhen’s speed in sword flight was extremely fast.

However, Shen Xuan was even faster.

After a flash of thunder arcs.

Shen Xuan could always intercept Nie Wuhen’s path.

He swung the rod down relentlessly.

Like a cat playing with a mouse.

Nie Wuhen summoned two top-grade flying swords.

The Golden Barrier Sword was razor-sharp, and the Forest Shadow Sword was highly resilient.

But in front of Shen Xuan, he could only retreat step by step.

The sword moves were intricate, and the Sword Qi was like a rainbow.

In contrast.

The golden rod swung and swept in a simple and brutal manner.

Yet, it was this simple and brutal rod technique that easily crushed his intricate sword moves.

Under Shen Xuan’s brute force attacks.

Nie Wuhen’s spiritual power within gradually depleted.

While Shen Xuan.

Showed no sign of fatigue.

Several times he forcefully dispersed Nie Wuhen’s sword momentum.

Nie Wuhen gritted his teeth and performed a secret technique.

To merge the Golden Barrier Sword and Forest Shadow Sword into one.

Exerting all his strength.

He exchanged one final sword strike with Shen Xuan.

"Boom!"

The two flying swords were shattered.

Nie Wuhen’s protective spirit shield was struck by the golden rod, instantly shattering and dissipating.

His body was directly sent flying.

By the time he shakily stood back up.

Both flying swords had fallen into Shen Xuan’s hands.

At this moment, Nie Wuhen felt a chilling sense of dread.

As if he could perish at any moment.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, you lost."

Opposite, the Dragon Head Giant glanced at Nie Wuhen.

He transformed back into human form.

Nie Wuhen sighed heavily.

He handed over the Azure Water Cold Gold.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Shen, return the Forest Shadow Sword."

Shen Xuan accepted the Azure Water Cold Gold and casually tossed back the Forest Shadow Sword.

He looked up once more at the void three hundred zhang away.

His body flickered.

And he directly dived into the deep sea.

Never to emerge again.

Clearly, he had used the Water Escape Technique to leave.

Nie Wuhen stood frozen in place, blood seeping from his five senses.

"Uncle Master Wuxuan, why didn’t you stop him?"

In the void, an old Daoist figure with an ancient sword on his back appeared.

The aura he emitted was unmistakably in the Fake Pill realm.

"Strange, this person seemed to have seen through my presence, never approaching me."

Nie Wuhen smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Master Wuxuan, your disciple lost. What should we do now?"

True Master Wuxuan chuckled.

"What can we do? Go back and report to your master, of course."

"I warned you long ago not to compete in swordplay, it’s very difficult to beat that person."

Fear crossed Nie Wuhen’s face.

"Your disciple didn’t know this person’s body refining technique was so overwhelming, truly reaching the legendary Dharma Realm."

"Still a bit short of the Dharma Realm."

True Master Wuxuan sighed lightly.

"However, this person is extraordinarily talented, and his flesh body’s combat power is comparable to an average Dharma Realm Body Refiner."

"He dove into the deep sea, and I can’t do anything about him."

True Master Wuxuan spoke the truth.

In the deep sea, he might not be Shen Xuan’s match.

If there was a loss, it would be embarrassing to be defeated by a descendant of the Cyan Cloud Sect.

The reputation of the Divine Sword Sect would be tarnished.

True Master Wuxuan saw Nie Wuhen looking dejected.

In his heart, he secretly rejoiced.

"Such powerful body refining combat strength, he actually overwhelmed Nie Wuhen!"

"When did the Cyan Cloud Sect produce such a monster?"

He was a Fake Pill True Master.

His strength was certainly above Nie Wuhen.

While observing the duel.

He could sense.

Shen Xuan was not using his full strength.

Part of his attention was focused on guarding against him.

"Luckily, I didn’t reveal myself."

"On the surface of the East Sea, to duel with a Water Cultivator, Nephew Nie overestimated himself!"

True Master Wuxuan felt some trepidation.

He had seen the updated intelligence on Shen Xuan.

Knew Shen Xuan also had the Divine Thunder Treasure Talisman as a trump card.

That intelligence was obtained by using the name of the Divine Sword Sect to force the Celestial Fragrance Pavilion to sell it early.

It cost a full fifty thousand spirit stones.

At this moment, Nie Wuhen’s eyes were vacant, expression numb.

Like a walking corpse.

Without a trace of vigor.

In this duel, Nie Wuhen was utterly defeated.

Not only did he lose his Lifebound Flying Sword Treasure and Core Formation Spiritual Objects.

Even his Dao Heart was shaken.

Master Zhen’s eyes flashed with a hint of pity.

This was his senior brother’s proud disciple.

The Core Formation seed of the Divine Sword Sect.

Among Foundation Establishment cultivators, one of the top fighters.

Originally with potential to form a True Pill.

Now, Nie Wuhen was defeated at the hands of Shen Xuan from the Cyan Cloud Sect.

This matter will inevitably spread.

His senior brother would need to deal with the aftermath for Nie Wuhen, his direct disciple.

Negotiate with the Cyan Cloud Sect to retrieve the Lifebound Flying Sword Treasure.

In the future, who knows how outsiders will view the Divine Sword Sect’s disciples!