Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

"WHOOSH!"

Lian Junhe raised a hand, and a long banner, about ten feet in length, materialized before him. As the banner unfurled, a fierce wind kicked up across the field.

In the blink of an eye,

an area of about an acre roiled with wind and thunder. Streaks of incandescent white lightning danced, instantly suppressing the incoming sound waves.

The immense power of the lightning slowed everyone’s movements.

"A Magical Treasure!"

Sensing the terrifying and familiar power from the long banner, Liuu Huang’er’s beautiful eyes went wide as she roared in anger,

"The Tian Family’s Garrison Wind and Thunder Banner is in your hands! It seems the annihilation of their entire family really was your doing!"

"Haha..." With his Magical Treasure revealed, Lian Junhe dropped his humble facade and laughed with wild arrogance.

"The decline of the Dao and the rise of the Demonic is already set in stone! The Tian Family failed to see the writing on the wall, and that’s why they met such a fate!"

"And isn’t it the same for you, Miss Liuu?"

"It’s not just you all. If the Bright Void Sect doesn’t change its ways, it will follow in the Tian Family’s footsteps!"

"Despicable!" Liuu Huang’er fumed.

"The Tian Family Patriarch knew you for over a century! You destroyed the Tian clan to throw in your lot with the Demon Dao, and you still have the gall to spout such shameless nonsense?"

"Enough of your nonsense!" Lian Junhe’s expression darkened. He quickly performed a finger technique, then pointed forward.

"Go!"

"CRACKLE..."

"SWOOSH!"

Dozens of bolts of lightning tore through the air like bolts of silk, wrapped in a gale, slashing toward Liuu Huang’er like sharp blades of thunder.

The ambushing Demon Dao Qi Refiners also unleashed their own attacks.

"BOOM!"

Thunder roared and lightning flashed.

Luu Huang’er’s Amber Bell Xia, a top-grade spiritual artifact adept at both offense and defense, reacted at once. Its seven-colored glow enveloped the area, but under the onslaught of lightning, it took only a few breaths for the artifact’s spiritual light to dim. It looked as if it might give out at any moment.

The power of a Magical Treasure was plain to see!

Lian Junhe’s Cultivation was already higher than Liuu Huang’er’s, and he possessed a Magical Treasure. With the help of the other Demon Dao Qi Refiners, it was no wonder he was confident he could end this fight quickly and then go help Ding Xiang deal with Zhu Ju.

"Martial Aunt!"

Xu Hanzhi’s face was pale. He summoned a shield-type Magical Artifact to help defend, his eyes filled with terror.

"I can’t hold on."

He was completely out of his depth in a combat between Dao Foundation Cultivators. Even the slightest shockwave could kill him.

The terrifying lightning exploded just a few feet in front of him. The fact he hadn’t fainted on the spot was a testament to his mental fortitude.

"Hmph!" Liuu Huang’er snorted, her lovely face filled with killing intent.

’A Magical Treasure is all it is...’

"I have one too!"

"SHIING!"

She lifted a delicate hand, her True Essence draining rapidly as a Bright Mist Jade Pillar quietly materialized.

As True Essence poured into it, the jade pillar shone with Spiritual Light, and a lifelike Flood Dragon coiled out from it.

"ROAR!"

The Flood Dragon, over ten meters long, roared at the heavens, then turned and charged straight for Lian Junhe.

It was met by dozens of wind blades and bolts of lightning.

"BOOM!"

"RUMBLE..."

The Flood Dragon coiled, driven back by the wind blades and lightning.

But whenever Lian Junhe tried to focus his attention back on Liuu Huang’er, the Flood Dragon would lunge forward to entangle him again.

For a time, the field was wracked by fierce winds and crackling lightning. The might of the two Magical Treasures clashed, neither able to overcome the other.

The earth cracked and boulders were sent tumbling. In that acre of land, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi seemed to revert to chaos.

Their Cultivations were only at the Early Stage Dao Foundation. Lian Junhe was stronger, but he hadn’t reached the Mid-Stage Dao Foundation yet. However, since both wielded Magical Treasures, the commotion from their combat was earth-shattering. It was a spectacle that even a battle between Mid-Stage Dao Foundation cultivators would struggle to match.

"A Magical Treasure!"

Seeing Liuu Huang’er bring out the Magical Treasure ’Dragon Capturing Pillar’ and realizing he couldn’t take her down quickly, Lian Junhe wasn’t alarmed. Instead, he was overjoyed and laughed up at the sky.

"Good! This is excellent!"

"Worthy of the Bright Void Sect, an Immortal Sect that was once a major power in Dazhou. Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. To think a mere Early Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator would have a Magical Treasure on her."

"But what good will a Magical Treasure do you? With your level of Cultivation, how long can you keep wielding it?"

"In the end, won’t it just fall into my hands?"

The thought that this battle would not only eliminate two Dao Foundation Cultivators from the Bright Void Sect but also net him a Magical Treasure made Lian Junhe’s expression turn manic. The True Essence in his body surged even faster.

In contrast, Luu Huang’er was clearly struggling to control her Magical Treasure. She didn’t even have the energy to speak, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Just as her opponent had said, her Cultivation was ultimately too low. It was already a strain for her to wield a Magical Treasure, and she couldn’t possibly maintain it for long.

Defeat

was only a matter of time.

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「High Above」

The divine crimson light vibrated rapidly, undergoing a thousand changes in an instant, while a tyrannical Sword Intent descended as if it were tangible.

The next moment, a brilliant white Sword Light flashed in the air, colliding with the Sword Qi of the Blood God Life and Death Sword. The divine crimson light immediately shattered into motes of blood-red light.

Zhu Ju’s eyes were downcast, yet the Sword Light on the battlefield flared magnificently.

Sword Light Division!

Streaks of Sword Light interwove in the air, flashing out of nowhere, and the sky-full of blood-red rays suddenly dimmed.

The tyrannical Sword Intent that had descended upon him, devouring his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, also dissipated.

It was just as he’d said: the Blood God Life and Death Sword was profound and unfathomable, but the one wielding its Sword Formulas was not.

Moreover, Zhu Ju also practiced the Blood Flesh Human Immortal Martial Secret Technique, which linked his Essence Spirit, Power Spirit, and Heroic Spirit.

The Essence Spirit provided a ceaseless supply of Essence.

The Power Spirit governed strength.

The Heroic Spirit represented speed.

When applied to his Flying Sword, the Ten Directions Sword struck with fierce power and lightning speed, capable of launching continuous attacks.

Though they were both Early Stage Dao Foundation Cultivators, Zhu Ju’s Cultivation was deeper and his foundation was stronger, making his overall power greater.

"SHIING!"

His vision flashed red. A slash of saber light erupted before him.

The eerie blood-red light paradoxically carried an air of grandeur and righteousness, like that of a peerless god of slaughter sweeping through an army.

The Blood Transformation Divine Saber!

This was a standard Magical Artifact for every Dao Foundation Cultivator of the Blood Demon Sect, and it came with a matching Saber Technique.

Blood God Slash!

"CLANG..."

The Ten Directions Sword flashed back to defend, blocking the Blood Transformation Divine Saber. After the clash, the sword and saber flew back in opposite directions.

Unlike the two below who were blasting each other with Magical Treasures, the two combatants above relied mainly on their respective Sword Control Methods and combat experience. Though their fight lacked the immense power of Magical Treasures, the flashing blades and sword shadows passed by a hair’s breadth, where the slightest miscalculation could be fatal.

"Impressive!"

Ding Xiang licked the corner of his mouth, a cruel smile appearing in his crimson eyes.

"Few Righteous Cultivators who rely on a Sword Control Method can contend with us at the same Realm."

"The only ones who can are disciples from top-tier Immortal Sects like the Profound Clarity Sect or the Celestial Yu Immortal Sect. I never thought the Bright Void Sect would have an exception like you."

"You talk too much," Zhu Ju said, his eyes narrowing as a spiritual glimmer flashed within them.

"I’ve heard that the physical bodies of Blood Demon Sect disciples are extremely hard to kill. Today, I’ve finally seen it for myself."

His opponent had transformed into blood light, dissolving into nothingness, making his true body impossible to find. No matter how many techniques Zhu Ju had, it would be difficult to kill him.

’If I can’t kill him, my own techniques will be seen through, one by one. Then, defeat and death will be inevitable.’

"Heh..."

Ding Xiang chuckled, his figure flickering and vanishing once again.

The Blood God Scripture allowed a Cultivator to transform into a mass of blood light and merge with the divine radiance, making them difficult to distinguish.

But such a method was not without its costs. Besides the risk of being assimilated, the True Essence consumption was also immense.

With his Cultivation, he couldn’t maintain it for long.

’So... a quick battle to a quick conclusion!’

With that thought, Ding Xiang sent the sky-full of blood light surging forward again, transforming it into a thousand streaks of crimson Sword Light that shot toward Zhu Ju.

It was like a downpour of bloody rain.

A surging sea of blood!

Endless waves of blood light rushed forth, blotting out the sun and sky, their tyrannical aura that devoured all things searching for an opening.

This was undoubtedly a major killing move of the Blood God Life and Death Sword!

"CLINK..."

"CLINK CLANK..."

The Ten Directions Sword flickered madly. Wherever its brilliant white blade passed, it carved out a space of several dozen feet within the endless blood light.

Zhu Ju’s eyes remained downcast, his expression as serene as an old monk in meditation, while his Divine Thought was completely fused with his Flying Sword.

The blood light attacked in relentless waves. Although the Sword Light was gradually suppressed and its domain shrank, it did not break.

Suddenly! "BOOM!" A ball of blood light exploded.

Blood Burst!

After countless strikes from the Sword Qi of the Blood God Life and Death Sword, under the assault of the sudden Blood Burst, a flaw finally appeared in Zhu Ju’s Sword Technique.

’An opening!’

Ding Xiang, transformed into blood light and hidden within the Sword Qi, seized the moment. Dozens of streaks of blood light shot through the gap.

"Hmph!"

Zhu Ju grunted, his figure retreating explosively as he flicked a finger to unleash a beam of Spiritual Light to slash at the blood light.

At that exact moment, one of the masses of blood light suddenly accelerated, and a crimson curved saber shot out from within it, slashing forward.

Blood God Slash!

For a moment, Zhu Ju seemed to have no way to resist. He subconsciously raised his left hand to meet the incoming blade.

’Ignorant! Blocking it with his bare hand? He’s courting death!’

Ding Xiang sneered inwardly as his curved saber accelerated.

He could already envision the scene: the Blood Transformation Divine Saber severing the fingers before it, then continuing without pause to slice through the man’s head and steal his blood essence.

"CLANG..."

The sound of metal striking metal rang out.

The top-grade spiritual artifact, the Blood Transformation Divine Saber, using the Blood God Slash, struck Zhu Ju’s left hand but failed to harm even a single hair.

Instead, as that large hand closed around it, an infinite power surged forth, and the Blood Transformation Divine Saber was forcefully snatched away.

’How can this be?’

Of course, he had no idea that Zhu Ju’s left hand had mutated. In terms of sheer hardness, it was comparable to a Middle Grade Magical Treasure.

One could say that his Mutated Left Hand was the hardest part of his body. A simple tug was all it took to wrench away the Blood Transformation Divine Saber.

Terror filled Ding Xiang’s eyes. He then saw a long saber appear in Zhu Ju’s right hand as well.

The saber was over four and a half feet long and slightly more than three fingers wide. It had a gentle curve, and its edge showed no sharp glint.

The Cross and Vertical Saber!

An Exotic Treasure!

"SHIING!"

The saber light flashed.

And nothing else remained on the field.

The Ten Directions Killing Dao!

Unleashed with the Cross and Vertical Saber, a weapon comparable to a Magical Treasure, and empowered by the explosive strength of a Body Refining Third Realm physical body—this was the true Ten Directions Killing Dao!

The saber light began as an insignificant white dot, but in the next instant, it expanded to cover a radius of several hundred feet. It was like a blazing sun materializing from thin air, illuminating the four cardinal and four ordinal directions, leaving no corner untouched.

Everything within this range, including the physical body of the Blood Demon Sect Cultivator, vanished into thin air.

Zhu Ju sheathed his saber, a cold smile on his face.

"Cunning, aren’t you? The blood light enveloping the Blood Transformation Divine Saber wasn’t your real body either. If I hadn’t expanded the range of my saber light, you might have actually escaped."

Before his words had even faded, the sky full of blood light had transformed into a rain of blood, pouring down from above. The sight sent a chill straight through Lian Junhe below, causing his hands to falter for a moment.

Although Ding Xiang’s Cultivation wasn’t particularly high, the legacy of the Blood Demon Sect was formidable. Even Lian Junhe, who possessed a Magical Treasure, wasn’t certain he could have killed him. Yet now, Ding Xiang had died at the hands of Zhu Ju.

’If Zhu Ju comes down and joins forces with Liuu Huang’er... I’ll definitely be no match for them!’

"Flee!"

The thought flashed through his mind, and he made his decision instantly. With a low shout, the Garrison Wind and Thunder Banner floating beside him abruptly wrapped around his body and flew backward.

Wind and thunder surged.

A single flash of lightning carried him a thousand feet. After a few flickers, he vanished completely, too fast to be pursued.

As for the remaining Demon Dao Qi Refiners... he couldn’t be bothered to care about them.

"Senior Brother Zhu!"

Luu Huang’er looked up, her face ecstatic.

"Amazing skill!"

Under Lian Junhe’s relentless assault, she had already expended most of her True Essence. If it had continued, she would have been unable to control her Magical Treasure, the Dragon Capturing Pillar, and a sense of despair had already begun to creep into her heart.

She never would have thought that the battle above would end so quickly, and that their side would be the victor.

Naturally, she was overjoyed!

"Mm," Zhu Ju said with a faint smile, flipping his hand to put away the Blood Transformation Divine Saber. At the same time, he retrieved the storage pouch that had fallen from Ding Xiang’s body.

"Junior Sister, let’s deal with the trouble in front of us first."

"Right!"

Luu Huang’er nodded, a fierce look on her face.

"A bunch of junior Qi Refiners almost broke my defense."

"They’re courting death!"

To the side, Xu Hanzhi looked embarrassed. As an Innate expert who had opened his Seven Acupoints, he had been almost completely useless in this battle.

He had nearly become a burden.

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