Spirit Shattering True Intent, this was the Great Dao of Metal. In front of it, everything in the world was invincible.
When cultivated to great success, any Saint Weapon would be shattered in one strike!
Of course, from ancient times until now, there were very few people who could cultivate a Great Dao to the extreme. There were only a few people in each Dao, or even none.
"Rumble!"
Countless thunderclouds rolled as the self-created lightning tribulation emitted a destructive aura. Purple lightning snaked through the sky and earth and struck down.
An aura that made one's heart palpitate and tremble filled the world. Countless spiritual energy was instantly annihilated.
The entire world seemed to be in a vacuum state.
"Boom!"
The dragon-shaped destructive lightning struck Fang Chen!
Fang Chen did not put up any defense as he enjoyed the baptism of the lightning tribulation.
He could feel the strength of his body increasing with every attack. This was the most extreme and efficient way of body tempering.
"Monster, what a little monster! Others wished they could stay far away from the lightning tribulation. This was the nightmare of countless cultivators.”
"But what about this kid? He actually created his own lightning tribulation to strike himself. Since ancient times, he had never seen such a deranged person.”
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang shook his head repeatedly. This was too crazy. Although all martial artists had the heart to fight against the heavens, this was simply courting death, alright?
It was a lightning tribulation, a lightning tribulation!
Fang Yu revealed a gratified smile."This is my son. I didn't expect this little bastard to finally understand.”
"With such talent, you finally know how to cultivate.”
"At most a hundred years, no, in just a few decades, no one in the world will be able to stop him!”
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, hundreds of thunderbolts gathered into a sea of lightning and struck at the same time.
"Come on, just this once, break through to the Supreme Realm!”
Fang Chen muttered. Every attack struck his soul, and his body was starting to go numb.
Every part of his body was filled with Tribulation Lightning. At this moment, he felt as if he had become one with the world.
Ripples appeared around his body as if he was communicating with heaven and earth. His understanding of the Great Dao of Thunder and the Great Dao of Metal soared at this moment.
"Bang!"
Dao patterns spread in the void, and his body emitted a lustrous divine light, as if a god had descended to the mortal world.
Not enough! It was still not enough!
The power of destruction and the true intent of Spirit-Breaking were fusing and devouring each other.
The purple-gold lightning was like the sharpest sword. This was the fusion of two Great Daos.
All of a sudden, a wave of pain stimulated his nerves, once again transforming into an endless sea of lightning. The purple-gold lightning was enough to intimidate him from afar.
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"Where is this place?" It was as if endless time had passed. Fang Chen did not know where he had appeared.
In front of him, there was only a green grass that seemed to be dancing in the wind. It was as if it was happy that there was a stranger by its side.
Fang Chen's eyes emitted a purple-gold light as he scanned the surroundings. His brows were tightly furrowed as he looked at the desolate land with no signs of life.
He lowered his head and looked at the grass in front of him, puzzled. This place was barren, which meant that there was no life at all.
But how did this little grass survive?
"Sizzle!"
Suddenly, the sky was torn apart, and endless darkness descended. A fiendgod descended, and it was as big as a mountain.
It wreaked havoc and destroyed this world, greedily devouring the spiritual energy of this world.
The terrifying pressure made Fang Chen breathless. At this moment, he felt like an ant as small as dust.
He had no resistance at all. Even if he had already fused two Great Dao, it was simply not enough in front of such an ancient mission.
In the eyes of the Godfiend, Fang Chen was not even qualified to be seen by him.
"Roar!"
At this moment, the spiritual energy of this world was rapidly flowing away.
The tip of the grass shook slightly, as if it was expressing its dissatisfaction to the big guy and asking him to stop absorbing spiritual power.
However, the ancient gods had their own ways, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth was not even 10% of what they had.
It moved.
Like an unsheathed sword, a green light gradually bloomed.
"Sizzle!"
With a light wave, the endless void shattered and the sword light pierced through the sky.
Heaven and earth seemed to collapse.
"Peng!"
With a dull boom, the god fell, raising a cloud of dust. Before he died, his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
Fang Chen bowed to the grass and sat cross-legged. He spent every day and night comprehending the grass and the sword.
At this moment, the so-called pinnacle of the sword path was no longer perfect in his heart.
Or it could be said that as long as it was a sword move, there was no such thing as perfection.
"My sword seeks the ultimate."
"One sword, Heaven's Execution!"
Year after year, day after day, he continued to comprehend that sword.
After an unknown period of time, this world gradually gained vitality. The forest, the vegetation, and the various races.
One day, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
There were immortals, emperors, and saints from beyond the heavens who invaded this world.
Heaven and earth collapsed, countless Great Dao laws shattered, and spiritual power was lost.
After countless years of silence, it moved for the second time.
A blade of grass, however, emitted boundless light, bearing the hope of this world.
He swung his sword.
The sun, moon, and stars shattered!
Endless divine blood filled the sky!
The so-called immortal existence knelt down and begged for mercy!
The Primordial Godfiend was roaring and roaring, his voice filled with despair!
The tall figure of the grass turned into specks of starlight and gradually dissipated.
Only the last trace of sword intent was left, reverberating in the world!
Fang Chen stood up, his eyes flickering with purple light.
"This is my Sword Dao!"
"A single stalk of grass can cut down the sun, moon, and stars!”
"My sword can also reach this level.”
"Thank you."
He bowed slightly for nine breaths.
"Bang!"
A terrifying sword intent soared into the sky and tore it apart.
Fang Chen's figure gradually dissipated. He did not belong to this world.
The sword intent that echoed in the world also disappeared with Fang Chen…
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"What happened? What's going on?" A Grand Elder opened his eyes abruptly and quickly arrived beside the Saint Lord of Jiuyang. He stared at the scene before him with his mouth agape.
"I'm afraid that even saints who have been immersed in this path for many years can't achieve this level of sword intent, right?”After a moment of silence, the Saint Lord of Jiuyang spoke up and stared at him.
"Tsk! Sizzle!"
Countless tiny sword lights tore the void apart. Every time Fang Chen waved his index finger, the surrounding Great Dao would be shattered by the sword will.
At this moment, he was a sword, a divine sword!
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