World's No. 1 Swordsman-Chapter 687: Fierce Battle Against the Golden Immortal, Heavenly Lightning Obeys My Command!
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An unstoppable saber strike descended along with a sudden burst of apricot-yellow light.
Chen Changfeng, who had transformed into a bloody saber, felt his eyes nearly split apart. The last trace of conscience left in his mind only made the despair more intense.
The saber abruptly stopped just a chi above the withered-wood mask. Its unrestrained, violent force surged forward, but an even stronger rebound erupted from the thin layer of apricot-yellow radiance.
Nothing could invade it; nothing could break it!
The Apricot-Yellow Banner of Unity now showed just how powerful it truly was!
A sharp, explosive clang echoed. The saber, which was a thousand zhang long, shattered completely. The violent recoil flung the tall, heavily wounded figure straight into the air.
At that very moment, lightning burst from Wang Sheng's back!
The flying sword in his right hand instantly merged with the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent. Thunderbolts also erupted along the ground as he vanished, riding the lightning and chasing the wind!
Six lightning bolts flew straight at Chen Changfeng. The moment they struck the Golden Immortal, Wang Sheng charged out from one of those on the left. He then launched a swift and simple stab. There was no trick or flourish behind it; it revolved purely around speed, precision, and ruthless force.
While still flying backward, Chen Changfeng roared deeply. "Ha!"
Blood surged in his eyes as he stopped in midair. He then spat out a stream of blood straight at Wang Sheng's forehead.
The blood arrow was not a divine ability; he had simply forced out a mere mouthful of immortal power in a violent burst. Nevertheless, Wang Sheng dared not face it head-on, especially since it was aimed at the vital point between his eyebrows.
He crouched a little and shifted his footing to let the blood arrow shoot past above his head, but it still grazed his scalp. A chill coursed through him.
Nevertheless, he remained calm. He struck an open wound on Chen Changfeng's chest with his longsword. Unfortunately, the moment the tip of his blade entered, Wang Sheng felt a powerful resistance.
Chen Changfeng had instinctively launched a counterforce.
Even Golden Immortals who followed the Dao of the Primordial Spirit had terrifying physiques. After all, they had been tempering themselves physically for countless years. Mastering their Dao and attaining immortality meant they had reached the apex of living beings, and their existence had ascended past mediocrity.
Wang Sheng immediately let go of the sword as it was pushed back. He then spread open his left hand, which he had used to form a sword finger. The lightning surging behind him gathered into his palm at once.
At that same instant, his long-dormant wooden sword appeared between the index and middle fingers of his right hand. He swung his arm up, leaving behind a crescent arc of light.
Chen Changfeng was already pressing down with his palm. As though Wang Sheng had predicted his attack, the wooden sword blocked the trajectory of the palm strike.
Lightning erupted as Wang Sheng struck Chen Changfeng's palm with a Tianyang Lightning Palm. Two streaks of blood sprayed into the air. The wooden sword severed two fingers, sending them spinning into the sky.
The time between them seemingly distorted, making them appear to slow down several times over. In truth, Wang Sheng had been mentally pushed to his limit. After being reshaped by the primordial power of Nuwa's descendant, his six senses reached an astonishing level of perception.
Wang Sheng's forward momentum had unfortunately ended, however. The stiffness that Chen Changfeng suffered from the bronze mirror's counter had also begun to fade. Though covered in wounds and missing two fingers, his palm strike slowed only slightly before continuing to press on the sword cultivator.
Wang Sheng immediately retreated, his legs tapping rapidly in the air. Eight bright spots flared across him, and flying swords shot out from each one. With a slight motion of his sword finger, he made them erratically attack Chen Changfeng's many wounds, cutting short the Golden Immortal's counterattack.
Wang Sheng lightly landed on the lava lake and slid backward, drawing a pattern that resembled the seven stars of the Big Dipper.
Chen Changfeng furiously roared, "Die!"
The massive saber appeared once more and slashed down fiercely at Wang Sheng. This time, however, it no longer had the element of surprise—Wang Sheng was already prepared for it.
With him at the center, dozens of lightning bolts burst outward in every direction the instant the bloody saber was swung. He vanished once more.
Chen Changfeng hesitated for half a moment. Not only did heavenly tribulation power block his vision, but the Ghost Heart Vine's divine ability also continued to mess with his mind, leaving his judgment slightly impaired.
The saber cut through nothingness just as Wang Sheng reappeared in midair. He quickly formed hand signs as his nine flying swords launched relentless attacks. Behind him, clusters of tribulation clouds drifted outward.
At that moment, a furious roar echoed from the side. Dozens of black shadows fell from the sky and smashed into Chen Changfeng with tremendous force.
Wang Sheng did not spare his new subordinate a glance. Perhaps due to his oath to the Great Dao or because he simply felt that Wang Sheng had treated him fairly, Hu Chang had acted with surprising decisiveness.
Although only daring to throw stones from a distance showed a certain sense of self-preservation, he did not aim for Wang Sheng. They were hurled straight at the Golden Immortal, which was enough to make his stance clear. Though betraying Wang Sheng now could have led to the sword cultivator's death, he had chosen to stand with his new sworn "Big Brother."
Sword radiance flashed wildly, and black stones rained down, yet none of it managed to even scratch the Golden Immortal.
Chen Changfeng formed a three-zhang-long blood saber in each hand. With a casual swing, he knocked the flying swords aside. He allowed the black stones to crash into him, yet he remained as immovable as a mountain.
If not for his severe injuries, which had already robbed him of most of his mobility, he would have already put Wang Sheng and Hu Chang in grave danger.
Even so, Chen Changfeng chased after Wang Sheng with relentless slashes. He stepped forward only once at times, seemingly covering only two meters but actually crossing several hundred.
This was the Ground Shrinker technique, which only Golden Immortals could truly master. One had to spend endless years comprehending the Dao of Heaven and Earth before they could grasp it.
Wang Sheng relied on Lightning Flash as he split his focus to handle several tasks at once. Wherever he passed, he scattered tribulation clouds infused with the power of heavenly tribulation. He also controlled his flying swords to battle Chen Changfeng while keeping track of every trace he left behind with his Lightning Flash.
A fierce chase unfolded inside the grand array. However, though Chen Changfeng attacked Wang Sheng relentlessly, the latter successfully avoided each strike. To make matters worse, his wounds were constantly aggravated, and his Primordial Spirit had already reached its limit. His blood aura was close to swallowing him completely.
Meanwhile, Wang Sheng grew calmer with every passing second. From the very beginning, he had already planned the route he would take. He had even led Chen Changfeng in two full circles now.
Within a hundred li, the tribulation clouds grew thicker and denser.
Hu Chang threw stones for a while. When he realized that his attacks did little more than tickle the opponent, he scratched his head in frustration.
He didn't dare charge in. After all, not even a peak physique-focused Heavenly Immortal could withstand a few casual strikes from a Golden Immortal who cultivated in the Dao of the Primordial Spirit.
Still, simply standing aside and watching the battle bruised the brute's pride.
The enemy was already gravely wounded and on the verge of death. All that set them apart was a gap in their cultivation realms, yet he still lacked the courage to rush forward.
Hu Chang roared, "Ah, screw it! Big Brother, you better treat me well in the future!"
Brilliant golden light erupted from him, making him look as if he had been coated in a layer of gold dust. He charged fiercely from the flank toward Chen Changfeng.
His charge was fierce, but Chen Changfeng had the extraordinary Ground Shrinker, and Wang Sheng's Lightning Flash was also astonishingly fast. Chen Changfeng followed closely with each step, causing Hu Chang's human cannonball charge to miss completely.
"Do not get close to him!" Wang Sheng shouted, causing him to slow for half a beat.
The Golden Immortal crossed his blood sabers in the air, one slashing, and one chopping. Lightning burst around Wang Sheng as he narrowly avoided both strikes.
Hu Chang had just stopped when a lightning bolt struck beside his ear, within which Wang Sheng flashed past. A slender green figure was pushed out from the lightning itself and crashed straight into Hu Chang.
The brute instinctively caught the person as he felt the tearing force of space pulling at him. He quickly used his divine ability as he unleashed golden light once more.
Ground Shrinker!
Chen Changfeng stepped forward as if walking straight over Hu Chang's head, then swung the long saber in his left hand downward. Finally matching the Lightning Flash's speed, he swung his weapon at Wang Sheng's neck.
At that moment, Hu Chang felt a strange ripple burst from the person in his arms. He also became aware of the soft body pressed against him. Instinctively, he lowered his head and glanced down, finding Ling Sheng in his arms!
From the corner of his eye, Hu Chang saw the dangerous situation that Wang Sheng was facing. He also saw the bronze mirror appear once again before Wang Sheng's chest. It didn't activate this time, yet Chen Changfeng still stopped for half a moment, giving Wang Sheng enough space to retreat calmly.
Chen Changfeng's eyes turned completely red. He trembled as violent waves of aura burst from around him.
Kill! Kill!
Chen Changfeng threw his head back and roared, "If I kill you all, I will live!"
Endless blood mist surged into the sky. His wounds split open again, drenching him in blood.
Wang Sheng already knew that his Lightning Flash could not escape Chen Changfeng's pursuit. Hence, right before his opponent could catch up to him, he finally summoned Ling Sheng, who did not disappoint him. She immediately ignited Chen Changfeng's killing intent and drove him completely into madness.
Despite losing all reason and retaining only his desire for slaughter, the Golden Immortal didn't differ much from before. He still focused on targeting Wang Sheng.
Chen Changfeng turned and chased him again, his momentum surging like a raging tide. Now, his attacks were far fiercer, but with lesser variations. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎
He was already at the end of his strength. Even so, a Heavenly Immortal like Wang Sheng couldn't withstand his final burst of power.
Growing anxious, Wang Sheng shouted, "Get away from here!"
He then shot straight into his tribulation clouds, which had gathered into a large mass at some point in their battle. Chen Changfeng leaped up in pursuit and once again manifested a blood saber hundreds of zhang long around him.
Hu Chang wanted to run, but the dense power of heavenly tribulation surrounding him left him with no time to escape. Instead, he hugged Ling Sheng tightly and rushed straight into a nearby rocky peak that he had spotted.
A bolt of lightning struck just half a moment before the blood saber swung up. Wang Sheng appeared at the end of the lightning and avoided the strike with perfect precision.
Behind him appeared the phantasm of the Heavenly Tribulation Sword Intent. Countless tiny arcs of lightning burst across him. Lightning filled his eyes, and his long hair turned into writhing lightning bolts.
Almost simultaneously, the tribulation clouds within a hundred li transformed. Bolts of lightning brewed within them, waiting to descend. It felt as if countless eyes had opened inside the tribulation clouds, coldly staring at the Golden Immortal who had risen into the sky.
Wang Sheng roared hoarsely, "Profound Nine-Heaven Lightning!"
Lightning erupted from him as he transformed into a three-zhang-long lightning sword and smashed straight at the blood saber charging at him from below.
"Make haste, as the decree commands!"
Boom!
Countless lightning bolts roared at once. The entire desolate planet seemingly trembled.
