Chapter 214 - 212: This Strike Shakes Heaven and Earth!
The endless Yin wind blew.
Song Changming felt a somewhat familiar and eerie Sword Momentum, and he inexplicably felt a bit of nostalgia in his heart.
This Yin wind had a striking resemblance to his Soul-breaking Saber’s Sword Momentum, except it was more intense.
Ding!
Song Changming broke through the Yin wind, unafraid of the opponent’s Sword Momentum, and raised his saber to strike down directly.
In an instant, the dual sabers clashed.
"Hmm!" Liu Yuan’s face changed suddenly.
A terrifying force surged from the opponent’s Longsword, overwhelmingly powerful!
Liu Yuan was slashed away, his arms ached, and his body was in pain.
"Careless, is it innate divine power?"
Liu Yuan gritted his teeth to control his posture, flipped over and landed, plunging his Bone Saber fiercely into the ground to stop retreating.
Under spiritual power perception, Song Changming’s aura was even more violent at the moment.
He seemed to be facing a terrifying primordial beast!
"No, this feeling is the Celestial Essence Body Refining Technique of the Ghost-faced Vajra faction!" Liu Yuan blurted out, actually recognizing the Body Refining Secret Technique that Song Changming had practiced.
The Celestial Essence Body Refining Technique itself came from a very strong practitioner of the Ghost Blade Sect in the past; it was one of the inheritances from his ancestor, how could he not know it!
Though now this technique has spread everywhere, many people have practiced this secret technique over the years, but none lasted as his Ghost Blade Sect ancestor did, practicing it long and strong.
Most of them suffered backlash from the technique halfway through, ending up crazy and dead.
In contrast, Song Changming practiced this technique, reaching such a state, yet still appearing intact and normal.
This was already exceptionally rare.
"Oh, you have some knowledge." Song Changming said, the offensive aggressive.
He stepped on the Flying Thunder Technique, releasing full power, the ground rocks shattered layer by layer, lightning speed!
Boom!
Another saber, the terrifying force of sixty thousand pounds infused into the saber, three Qi vortexes erupted with magnificent inner Qi.
On the Dragon Pattern Saber, flames ignited.
The next moment, as the Longsword slashed through, it instantly raised a sky full of fire!
The heat wave surged, seemingly evaporating all the water vapor around directly.
A dull suffocation lingered in Liu Yuan’s chest, unable to dissipate.
The ghostly Yin wind howled, all were completely dispersed by Song Changming’s Flame Saber!
This saber intended to make the sky collapse and the earth shatter, the seas dry up and the rocks crumble!
This was also Song Changming’s strongest saber that could burst without using the Blood Burst Secret Technique to overdraw himself!
The cultivation risen, strength advanced to this, he has never released his full combat power to this extreme before!
He did not want to prolong the battle, heaven knows if other evil cult members would suddenly rush out of the fog, threatening him.
Thus, he wanted a swift and decisive battle.
Liu Yuan felt the unstoppable force of this saber, his heart trembling in fear.
He has practiced in the outer domain till now, experienced thousands of battles big and small, hovered between life and death countless times.
Today, the feeling of life and death in an instant came again!
Liu Yuan’s face was fierce, on the Big Bone Saber in his hand, Blood Qi rampaged, turning into dozens of bloody ghosts!
He had already exerted with all his strength!
But the next moment, under the surging Blazing Fire Blade Qi, these bloody ghosts were all obliterated in the moment they took form, before they could explode with power.
Even the peculiar Big Bone Saber in Liu Yuan’s hand snapped under Song Changming’s saber!
The surrounding clouds and fog rolled, at this moment many figures sought the commotion and arrived, just seeing the shocking saber, and under this saber, the remnants of Ghost Blade Sect almost shattered.
Phew!
Fire haloed, contrasted Song Changming like a Fire God.
"Such Flame Saber’s might! Duan Fangshuo?" exclaimed one newcomer.
"No, this person is not Duan Fangshuo." Another old monk shook his head.
Duan Fangshuo was once on the Celestial List, his Flame Saber, famous far and wide.
Therefore, seeing such Flame Saber’s might, they instinctively thought it was Duan Fangshuo’s action.
Until Song Changming’s eyes, like flame bouncing looked over, they confirmed, the man before them was not Duan Fangshuo, but someone else.
Song Changming’s inner Qi calmed, the flames in his eyes extinguished, the Sword Qi in his hand dissipated, revealing the Dragon Pattern Saber, sparking associations.
Someone already vaguely guessed Song Changming’s identity.
"In the past no one knew who the Earth List Dragon Blade Guest was, could suppress Nan Chen Guang of Sword Cliff, now upon seeing indeed fame is not for nothing." A newly arrived Wandering Wanderer, cupping his hand to Song Changming.
"Are you the number one on Earth List, Song Changming?" Hong Chang carried two Xuanhua Axes, squinted eyes, sizing up Song Changming.
"Appearance is so young?"
Behind him, there was a group of armored Martial Artists, exactly the team of the Hidden Sect, Golden Scale Sect.
Besides that, the team led by the old monk from the Earth Store Palace is also among them.
There are also teams of Da Han Martial Artists, altogether gathering sixty to seventy people at this place.
"Greetings, honored seniors," Song Changming said calmly, cupping his fist as a salute.
"No need for courtesy, Young Hero Song," Monk Jingchen from the Earth Store Palace said with a smile, holding his Zen Stick, appearing kind and benevolent.
Behind him, some disciples from the Earth Store Palace looked at Song Changming with a fiery gaze.
They were all outstanding talents among the disciples of the Earth Store Palace, ranking in the front on the Earth List.
Now encountering Song Changming, who ranked first on the Earth List, they wanted to compete with him, just like Li Pu before, to prove themselves.
If it weren’t for the occasion not being suitable for a duel, they would have challenged Song Changming.
"Since there’s nothing here, I’ll proceed first," Hong Chang said, and hurriedly left with a group of martial artists from the Golden Qilin Sect.
"Does Young Hero Song have a team? Traveling alone in this great fog is quite dangerous," asked Monk Jingchen.
Song Changming shook his head, for he indeed had ventured here alone.
"If the young hero is willing, he could join me, and we can watch out for each other," Monk Jingchen offered.
"I appreciate the reminder, but I have other tasks to attend to. I need to find the disciples of Wangyue Pavilion," Song Changming politely declined the invitation.
He hadn’t forgotten his mission, which was to check on Liu Yan’Er’s situation first.
"Wangyue Pavilion, huh, Fairy Yuehan arrived here yesterday and is battling members of the Evil Cult deep within the fog. I heard she’s currently dealing with Corpse Refining Sect members," Monk Jingchen stated.
"Corpse Refining Sect, then..." Song Changming thanked him and then strode away.
His figure merged into the fog, soon disappearing.
"A real talent, with immeasurable future achievements. I hope he doesn’t fall here..." Monk Jingchen said, watching Song Changming leave.
Walking alone in the dense fog, heading northward.
The eerie growls of beasts could be heard around, east and west, continuously.
Occasionally, shadows swept across the dense fog above.
These were sounds caused by Fog Beasts.
Some Fog Beasts appeared and ignored Song Changming amidst the fog, while others lingered, unwilling to leave, attacking Song Changming.
Fortunately, Song Changming didn’t encounter overly troublesome Fog Beasts nor get into a bitter fight.
The battle with the remnants of the Ghost Blade Sect earlier was the most intense, at least bringing out his true strength in normalcy.
"It’s a pity that the blood and flesh of these Fog Beasts can’t be eaten..." Song Changming thought to himself.
The continuous battles, though not injuring him, drained him considerably.
Soon he felt hungry, and given how his appetite differed from ordinary people, his provisions could only last for a day with no surplus.
This made him eye the Fog Beast corpses on the ground enviously, but unfortunately, even though their flesh contained rich energy and nutrients, it was like poison and couldn’t be consumed.
However, Song Changming didn’t worry too much about the food issue.
Even though Fog Beast’s flesh was inedible in the Land of Great Fog, other proper Fierce Beasts still existed. They wouldn’t suddenly vanish due to the fog coverage.
With patience, finding food within this fog shouldn’t be too hard.
After walking for a while longer, Song Changming finally found a river beneath the fog.
The river water gently flowed downstream, not very turbulent.
Standing by the riverbank, he gathered his Inner Qi and flicked out Powerful Qi from his fingertips.
In no time, a few thick fish almost a meter long flipped their bellies up to the surface, not Fog Beasts.
He quickly processed them, started a fire, set up wood, and roasted the fish.
In no time, two fish placed on the fire started to emit the enticing aroma of roasted meat.
Sprinkling some homemade seasoning by Song Ping’an, a delicious roasted fish was ready.
The only thing missing was a good jar of wine.
Song Changming, holding a large piece of fish, began eating and looking across the river.
According to logic, he should now be deep within the fog, aligning with the location Monk Jingchen mentioned.
The activity area led by the Vice Pavilion Master of Wangyue Pavilion should be nearby.
Song Changming planned to have a full meal first and then search along the river.
Just as he finished eating one of the fish and was about to reach for the next one, he paused, brow furrowing.
His Inner Qi surged around him, transforming into a gust of wind that blew away the surrounding fog.
The next moment, a series of explosions echoed, the sounds of fighting drawing closer.
Suddenly, two figures rushed out of the fog, landing at the riverbank where Song Changming was.
Song Changming sat on a rock and looked up.
They were two swordsmen, one of whom Song Changming had previously seen, a formidable swordsman clad in the disciple’s uniform of a Major Sect.
The other was young, dressed in black attire similar in style, holding a uniquely blue longsword.
This person was none other than the Young Master of Sword Cliff, Nan Chen Guang!
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