Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Wow, the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Sword Formation is broken!"

"That was so fast, it took less than thirty minutes!"

"Oh my god, such a terrifying evil exists in this world!"

Inside the Sky-reaching Sword Tower.

Staring at the hundred imposing Sword Puppets in front of him, Ling Feng took a deep breath.

"Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation!"

Even though Ling Feng had attempted the Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation dozens of times, every step into the realm of the overlapping Sword Domain made him feel suffocated.

He could only hold his breath, striving to maintain the form of his Sword Domain, as if it were to dissipate, he would surely be instantly killed.

"Mixed Element Lock fully open!"

"Eight Desolate Undying Body!"

"Dragon Elephant Dominator Body Technique!"

Ling Feng unleashed everything he had to enhance his physical defense, even revealing his trump card, the Holy Spirit Technique. The Holy Spirit Power coursed through him, causing his aura to rise yet another level.

Yet, in the face of the hundred sword puppets’ tight, inescapable attacks, Ling Feng could only barely defend himself, unable to seize the opportunity to strike back.

A hundred Sword Puppets, Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Ice, Thunder, Yin Yang, Light and Dark, speed and strength, sound waves and poison...

The coordination between those Sword Puppets was seamless, unlike any Sword Array formed by human Martial Artists, needing no practice and allowing no errors.

After more than an entire month, Ling Feng only managed to extend his survival time in the Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation to the duration of a cup of tea.

"Today, I must condense the Sword Domain!"

With his eyes shining brightly, Ling Feng had been pushing himself to the limit within the Hundred Gods Bombarding Immortal Formation for over a month. Only at this extreme state could he unleash his maximum potential!

Whoosh!

A split second delay in Ling Feng’s movement and a long sword had already stabbed him from behind, paralyzing his shoulder.

Although these injuries would largely heal when outside, the pain and consequences of such wounds were incredibly real during the tower assault.

As his right arm shuddered, Ling Feng slowed, followed by several more stabs; his left leg and ribs were pierced through by two more long swords.

Blood gushed from his wounds as Ling Feng retreated, his movements becoming increasingly uncoordinated.

"Too much time has passed, I still can’t resist such a powerful Sword Domain!"

Sweat streamed down Ling Feng’s forehead, yet he was not one to easily give up.

"The Sword Domain form was perfected; whether in Sword Intent or Sword Force, I have achieved Yuanrong Yi Zhuan, today, I must break through and condense the Sword Domain!"

Ling Feng continuously struck out at the Sword Puppets, even as he was wounded, but every third strike, another sword found its mark on him.

As his speed slowed even more, it became a one-sided slaughter.

In truth, every time Ling Feng challenged the tower, he endured the excruciating pain of a hundred swords piercing his heart.

He would not leave the tower without pushing himself to his very limits.

Even lacking the strength to resist, Ling Feng relied on his astounding Willpower to last longer and longer under the hundred-layered Sword Domain.

The longer he endured, the better his chance of conjuring his Sword Domain.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Ling Feng’s body was utterly mutilated, no intact spot could be found, the intense pain and blood loss induced weakness making him feel like he had truly reached his limit.

"Alas, isn’t it working?"

The conviction in Ling Feng’s bite clenched his teeth tightly. He gradually understood the rules of the Sky-reaching Sword Tower through multiple challenges.

In fact, while the challengers might be immune to death inside the tower, all injuries transferred directly to their Divine Soul Origin.

Every time Ling Feng suffered pain in the tower, he felt a wrenching pain from the depths of his soul, causing spasms and unimaginable torment.

However, from another perspective, as a Soul Master who cultivated soul skills, each day’s harm to his Divine Soul Origin actually raised his War Soul level to some extent.

Though still at the Silver Battle Soul level, the pale golden glow emanating from his soul became increasingly condensed.

"No, I can still think, which means I can still persist!"

Biting down hard, Ling Feng felt like his mind was about to explode.

The backlash from his injured soul left him nearly immobile, feeling like a sieve relentlessly "tortured" by the sword puppets.

His slightest lapse in concentration would result in his automatic expulsion, ending his agony.

But he refused to do so!

Ten breaths!

Ling Feng felt like he was enduring the pendulum torture of thousand cuts beneath the Eighteen Layers of Hell.

Twenty breaths!

Ling Feng felt like his soul was about to shatter out of his body.

The pain nearly suffocated him.

Yet in that moment of destruction, new power was born!

A gentle aura began to unfold gradually over Ling Feng, enveloping him from the Sea of Consciousness.

Floating within that Sea of Consciousness, the two sword-shaped light clusters representing Slaughter Sword Intent and Reincarnation Sword Intent merged into one, becoming a whole new force.

And Ling Feng was all too familiar with this power.

Sword Domain!

The Sword Domain belonging solely to Ling Feng was finally and fully condensed!

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