strokinit Chapter 8 Killing God!
Chapter 8 Killing God!
Chu Yuan sheathed his flying sword and did not pursue.
A white figure appeared beside him in an instant.
Lan Ruo clasped her hands together in front of her, her face, which was covered by a light veil, showing a hint of undisguised amazement.
She looked Chu Yuan up and down a few times before slowly saying, "A Perfected Core Formation cultivator actually managed to kill an early Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if I were to personally take action, I'm afraid it would take some effort."
Chu Yuan shook his head slightly, his tone calm: "It's just a trick."
He knew perfectly well that in that battle, he had only relied on the special characteristics of his Extreme Realm Divine Sense.
In terms of spiritual power alone, even at his full strength, he could barely contend with someone in the early Nascent Soul stage. Without the power of the ultimate realm, the outcome was still uncertain.
He appeared calm and collected, but in reality, his internal energy and blood were surging.
A Nascent Soul is still a Nascent Soul after all. Even if he kills it, its final counterattack is not something that can be easily dealt with.
The ultimate divine sense technique specializes in attacking the divine sense itself. While it may not be able to kill a Nascent Soul level expert with a single blow, it is enough to damage their divine sense, causing them to pause for a moment. And that momentary opening is enough to change the course of the battle.
Lan Ruo shook her head and chuckled, her tone becoming more intimate: "You're really being modest."
She raised her hand, took out several items from her storage bag, and handed them to Chu Yuan.
It was a long sword that was pure white, with a slender blade as thin as a cicada's wing, and faintly shimmering light on it, exuding an aura far superior to any precious elixir.
There were also several bottles of pills next to it, their surfaces lustrous and clear, obviously not ordinary items.
"Although you are only at the Core Formation stage, your combat strength is already comparable to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator. I observe that you are skilled in using flying swords. This sword is called 'Frost White,' which I obtained when I was traveling in the outer battlefields. Its grade has reached the upper level of Nascent Soul treasure. I don't use swords, so they are not of much use to me. It would be appropriate to give them to you."
She paused, her tone softening slightly.
"Consider this a congratulatory gift to you for becoming the third founder of my Luohe Sect."
Chu Yuan glanced at the frost-white sword, and without any pretense, he took it and put it into his storage bag.
Thank you.
Lan Ruo smiled and nodded, her gaze lingering on him for a moment: "I see that your cultivation has reached the late stage of Core Formation, which is already the Pseudo-Nascent Soul realm. I imagine that breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm is just around the corner."
Chu Yuan shook his head: "Breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage isn't that simple."
He paused, as if mentioning it casually, and said, "I've heard that the Temple of War Gods has a secret technique called the Divine Path Technique, which is extremely beneficial for cultivators forming their Nascent Soul. If one could obtain this technique to assist in breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, the chances of success would be much greater."
"Divine arts?"
Lan Ruo's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she pondered for a moment.
"I've heard of this supernatural power as well. However, it's a closely guarded secret of the War God Temple, only taught to its core disciples, and completely unknown to outsiders. If you wish to borrow this technique, I'm afraid..."
Chu Yuan smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "I was just saying it casually; this matter cannot be forced."
Lan Ruo nodded, and after a moment of silence, said, "I will inquire about it for you later and try my best to get it done for you. You are now the founder of my Luohe Sect, and you have made great contributions in this great battle. The War God Temple should give you some face."
Chu Yuan bowed respectfully and said, "Thank you, Ancestor."
The two figures flashed and instantly disappeared from their original spot, reappearing higher in mid-air.
There are six battlefields in Xuanwu Kingdom this time. They have already won the one they are in, but the situation of the other five battlefields is still unknown.
Lan Ruo gazed into the distance for a moment, then turned to look at Chu Yuan.
"Chu Yuan, now you can go and take a look at the other battlefields. I'll be here to oversee things; that's enough."
Chu Yuan nodded without saying anything more.
He turned around and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Lan Ruo gazed in the direction he had left, remaining silent for a long time. Her eyes, hidden beneath the light veil, flickered slightly, as if she were lost in thought.
A moment later, she withdrew her gaze, turned to look at the Fire Alliance cultivators below who were cleaning up the battlefield, and her clear, cold voice echoed throughout the surrounding area.
"Clear the battlefield quickly, regroup in half an hour, and continue the advance."
"yes!"
On the other side, Chu Yuan sped through the sky, the wind whistling in his ears.
He raised his hand and waved, and a jade bottle flew out from his sleeve and hovered in front of him.
The bottle tipped over, and several round, translucent pills rolled out. Without even glancing at them, he put them directly into his mouth.
As soon as the pill entered his stomach, a warm medicinal power instantly spread, flowing into his limbs and bones like a gentle stream, replenishing the spiritual energy he had consumed in the battle.
The Luohe Sect is skilled in alchemy, so they naturally have no shortage of elixirs that restore spiritual power.
Chu Yuan closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the spiritual energy in his body gradually filling up, before opening them and casually putting the jade bottle away.
He then took out the frost-white sword and examined it closely in his palm.
The sword's blade is as white as snow and as thin as a cicada's wing. Sunlight penetrates the blade, refracting a faint seven-colored halo.
A faint shimmering light danced on the blade, like a clear spring condensed within it, emanating a refreshing chill.
Chu Yuan could clearly sense that this sword contained far more refined spiritual power than his thirty-six precious flying swords, and its grade was far superior to the ordinary iron swords in his hands.
Top quality baby.
In a third-level cultivation country, infant treasures are extremely precious items, and even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators may not be able to obtain a suitable infant treasure.
Lan Ruo's gift of a top-grade infant treasure is undeniably substantial.
Chu Yuan raised his hand, forced out a drop of blood, and gently flicked it into the sword.
The moment the blood seeped into the sword, the Frost White Sword trembled violently, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry, as if a spirit that had been dormant for many years had finally awakened.
The sword's cry carried a hint of joy as it circled Chu Yuan once before finally hovering in front of him, its tip trembling slightly, as if awaiting its master's command.
Chu Yuan reached out and grasped the sword hilt. A cool spiritual energy flowed down his arm and into his body, merging seamlessly with his own spiritual energy.
"It truly is a fine sword."
He praised softly, then casually slipped the Frost White Sword into his sleeve.
The great war between the Fire Kingdom and the Xuanwu Kingdom has now fully commenced.
The cultivator armies of both countries fought simultaneously in multiple locations within Xuanwu Kingdom. Every day, cultivators fell, and every day new battle reports arrived.
Chu Yuan traveled between various battlefields, appearing wherever the fighting was fiercest.
As expected, Wang Lin will soon head to the Chaotic Star Sea.
Xuanwu Kingdom's military strength is comparable to that of Huofen Kingdom. As the war progresses, both sides will be exhausted.
Xuanwu Kingdom cannot completely drive out the Fire Burning Alliance, nor can the Fire Burning Alliance completely annex Xuanwu Kingdom.
Ultimately, the only possible outcome was that Xuanwu Kingdom compromised and allowed the Fire Burning Alliance to exist on this land.
This is an inevitable trend that cannot be changed by one or two people.
Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Over the course of two years, Chu Yuan traversed various battlefields, his footprints covering most of the territory of Xuanwu Kingdom.
The frost-white sword in his hand has drunk the blood of countless cultivators. Countless Core Formation cultivators have died at his hands, and even a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stage was killed by him in a direct confrontation with his extreme divine sense combined with his flying sword.
The cultivators of Xuanwu Kingdom all turned pale at the mention of the name "Chu Yuan".
They called him the God of Slaughter.
This title is well-deserved.
Chu Yuan's methods were too ruthless; wherever his flying sword passed, not a blade of grass would grow; once he reached the extreme realm, even the soul and spirit would be annihilated.
What's even more terrifying is that he never leaves anyone alive, nor does he accept surrender. No cultivator he targets ever leaves alive; even their souls are taken away by him.