NOVPUB"This punch..."
Wei Shengxin’s expression subtly changed, filled with incredulity. With his perception, he could naturally sense just how overbearing and powerful this punch was. A punch with merely physical strength had already surpassed the lethal force unleashed by most Pseudo Divine Skill Grandmasters.
In the span of just over two years, Su Changkong had clearly become a different person from the time at Heavenly Dragon Mountain!
"Sumeru Shield!"
Though astonished, Wei Shengxin’s mind slight shifted, causing unknown transformations in the space before him.
"Boom!"
Su Changkong’s punch halted abruptly a zhang away from Wei Shengxin, where the seemingly short distance between them suddenly became as impenetrable as Sumeru Mountain itself. Su Changkong’s fist hammered against the invisible colossal mountain, exploding with a deafening bang.
"Rumble rumble rumble!"
The earth trembled, and in the void, an invisible mountain shivered, cracking with dense fissures, nearly shattering apart!
The Mustard Sumi Scripture that Wei Shengxin cultivated was an extremely profound unparalleled technique, obtained by the once Evil Emperor in an ancient relic site. However, when he acquired this unparalleled technique, he had already formed his Divine Seed, and his body had undergone the subtle influence of the Divine Seed. His martial path was already set, and he had too little energy left to delve into this technique that was utterly different from his own path, so he left it for his descendants.
The Mustard Sumi Scripture, a cultivation technique related to space, was profound and unusual. It was the technique Wei Shengxin had been studying since childhood. Relying on the martial foundation passed down through his bloodline, along with the Martial Saint ancestral bloodline’s regression, Wei Shengxin had cultivated this unparalleled technique to great achievement, just a step away from perfection – utterly profound!
"Sumeru Nine Slashes!"
Wei Shengxin’s face took on a murderous look as nature’s spiritual energy surged around him. His True Qi, condensed to the extreme within, surged forth. Without any visible movement, the void was cleaved by sword light; invisible blades formed in the void, their impregnable sharpness coalescing like countless tiny silver threads, chopping down towards Su Changkong from every direction.
Each silver thread was a killing strike. For an ordinary Martial Artist, even a Pseudo-Divine Skill Grandmaster, facing Wei Shengxin’s space-level chopping would only face inevitable doom!
An Iron-Cutting Sword hung at Su Changkong’s waist was unsheathed, its Blade Soul’s fluctuation spreading out, making his perception incredibly sharp. He could clearly sense each chop in the void. Holding the sword in one hand, he slashed repeatedly in all directions. His speed was so fast that he dragged out afterimages, like having three heads and six arms, striking nine times almost simultaneously.
"Clang clang clang!"
The clashing of metal rang non-stop in the air, accompanied by sparks flying, as sword met sword, neither yielding!
"Sss sss sss!"
The scattered Blade Qi cut through everything, slicing every precious Spirit Grass in the valley as if it were mere weeds, shredding them.
Su Changkong’s Iron Cutting Blade Technique had reached the 11th realm, nurturing a Blade Soul, rendering his technique flawless.
Wei Shengxin’s right palm suddenly pushed forward with force, and a tremendous power surged in the void before him, akin to a mountain being moved, producing a thunderous rumble, rolling towards Su Changkong for a crush.
In the void, there indeed was a mountain that could be made large or small, both illusory and real – the ’Sumeru Mountain’ – being pushed by Wei Shengxin, using his strength to overpower.
Wei Shengxin’s Mustard Sumi Scripture had reached the pinnacle of the Pseudo Divine Skill level, clearly stronger and more mystical than any other opponent Su Changkong had previously encountered. With every move unpredictable!
"Chop!"
Sharp Blade Qi flashed in Su Changkong’s eyes as he switched to holding the sword with both hands, chopping down furiously. A power close to that of a Martial Saint burst forth!
"Sssla!"
Amid the rending sound, the void was cleaved open by a thin crack, as Su Changkong’s mighty blow split the oncoming invisible mountain.
The dazzling Blade Qi continued relentlessly, striking straight at Wei Shengxin.
And this finally caused the steadfast Wei Shengxin to take a step back.
Fury boiled in Wei Shengxin’s eyes, his pride as the reincarnation of a Martial Saint only ever waning once in the face of the Yan Family Ancestor, a true Martial Saint. And now, forced to step back by an opponent who wasn’t even a descendant of a Martial Saint made Wei Shengxin furious!
"Mustard Sumi!"
As Wei Shengxin retreated, he pushed his unparalleled technique to its limit.
"Whiz whiz whiz!"
In the void, an invisible mountain was forcibly compressed to the size of a fist, a tiny space that could nevertheless hold a hundred-zhang mountain, raining down on Su Changkong like a barrage of meteorites.
Each giant mountain had the power to crush a Pseudo-Divine Skill Grandmaster adept in Horizontal Training Skill into a bloody pulp, bones shattered to dust, and when compressed into a minuscule space to strike at extreme speed, it was like a meteor from outer space, capable of sinking deep into the earth!
Su Changkong did not take the slightest bit of carelessness, and with a flash of cold light at his brow, his Blade Soul unsheathed!
"Sss sss sss!"
After being enlightened at the Transforming Dragon Gate and growing for more than two years, Su Changkong’s Blade Soul had become much stronger than before. The Blade Soul cut through everything, agile as a fish, slicing over each of the Sumeru Mountains compressed to the size of fists.
"Crack crack crack!"
In the void, successive explosion sounds spread as chunks of scattered boulders shook the ground with their impact.
"Just relying on the Mustard Sumi Scripture isn’t enough to deal with him?"
Shocked thoughts raced through Wei Shengxin’s mind. His continuous killing moves had been countered by Su Changkong. His nearly perfected, once-prided technique seemed unable to pose a fatal threat to Su Changkong!
