Chronicles of Ascension: The Path to Immortality

Zhang Sandou, who had the strongest cultivation, barely raised his head at this time.

His father Zhang Sanqian and his brother Zhang Erdou had both reached the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Only he had the weakest cultivation, only the sixth level of Qi Refining.

In order to support him, his father and brother gave him a lot of cultivation resources.

Among them was the Nine Fragrance Glazed Fruit.

"The Nine Fragrance Glazed Fruit can allow Qi Refining cultivators to automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and Dao rhyme, and improve a small realm. I wonder if it can help cultivators absorb the sword principle."

Zhang Sandou used all his strength and barely opened his storage bag under the suppression of the sword principle, and took out the two Nine Fragrance Glazed Fruits inside.

He swallowed both Nine Fragrance Glazed Fruits directly.

At this time, a stream of subtle spiritual energy began to flow into his body.

The sword principle surrounding the Sword of Eternal Night began to flow continuously towards the east of the sealed area, like a long river in the sky.

"Puff——"

This long river of sword principles seemed to have opened a hole, and began to flow into Zhang Sandou's body.

"Ah——"

The vast sword principles poured in, causing Zhang Sandou unbearable pain.

He felt that his limbs and meridians were all crushed by this vast sword principle.

The sword principle was too overbearing, and he felt that his body would burst at any time.

He hurriedly took out a small bottle of vitality spirit milk from the storage bag.

Needless to say, this was also given to him by his father Zhang Sanqian through his teeth.

He swallowed a whole bottle of vitality spirit milk.

The vitality spirit milk slowly repaired the damage in his body.

Until the Nine Fragrance Glazed Fruit in Zhang Sandou's body was consumed.

These sword principles stopped pouring in.

Zhang Sandou's body was bloated at this time, and he slowly began to refine the sword principle blocked in his body.

His cultivation was also rising steadily.

Qi Refining Level 7.

Qi Refining Level 8.

Qi Refining Level 9.

It was not until the ninth level of Qi Refining that he stopped.

And this sword principle actually allowed Zhang Sandou to inherit the superficial knowledge of Yijian Yongye.

More magnificent sword principles flew to the East War Zone of the sealed area.

"Wow——"

The sword principles poured into Ping Tianhou's body like a waterfall.

Ping Tianhou began to refine the sword principles that were poured in.

The guide talisman in his hand kept trembling, emitting brilliant light.

The mysterious runes on it flowed, attracting waves of sword principles.

Until the runes became dim.

"Bang——"

The fifth-level guide talisman in Ping Tianhou's hand collapsed.

The sword principles began to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"What a waste." Ping Tianhou showed a look of pain.

This time, he only got 20% of the sword principles absorbed by the guide talisman.

The other 80% was lost.

At this time, Zhang Xuan, who was in the north of Fairy Cat Valley, had already noticed that the sword principles were like a long river crossing the blue sky and flowing towards the eastern war zone.

He hurriedly took out his Bodhi Enlightenment Cushion and wanted to absorb some of the sword principles.

But these sword principles were like building a high dam, and there was not a single spill.

It was not until the long river of sword principles collapsed that a large amount of sword principles were scattered between heaven and earth.

The Bodhi Enlightenment Cushion absorbed a large amount.

Even the one-horned rhinoceros phantom in his Twelve Heavenly Sounds Picture jumped out and began to absorb these scattered sword principles.

[Name: Twelve Heavenly Sounds Picture]

[Level: Proficient (9/10)]

[Function: Capture a trace of the remnant rhythm of the One Sword Eternal Night Avenue, generate 1 point of Heavenly Sound, and use 1 point of Heavenly Sound to comprehend a level of sword principles 100%. ]

Zhang Xuan was ecstatic and directly used this 1 point of Heavenly Sound to comprehend the sword principles.

The sound from the sky floated, and the mysterious sword moves gathered and poured into his sea of ​​qi.

A line of text appeared in the sea of ​​spirit.

[When the sound of heaven enters the sea, you can comprehend the One Sword Eternal Night Sword Dao 100%. ]

Zhang Xuan comprehended the One Sword Eternal Night Crosscutting Sword, which can cut everything.

He immediately cut with a sword.

Dozens of locust balls in front were cut in half.

"This power is too strong!" Zhang Xuan was overjoyed.

The shadow of the unicorn was still swallowing the sword law scattered in the air.

Soon the Twelve Heavenly Sounds Diagram changed again.

[Name: Twelve Heavenly Sounds Diagram]

[Level: Proficient (10/10)]

[Function: Capture a trace of the residual rhyme of the One Sword Eternal Night Avenue, generate 1 point of heavenly sound, and use 1 point of heavenly sound to comprehend a level of sword Dao 100%. ]

Zhang Xuan continued to use the newly obtained 1 point of heavenly sound.

A line of text appeared in his sea of ​​spirit.

【When Heavenly Sound enters the sea, you can comprehend the One Sword Eternal Night Sword Dao 100%. 】

The One Sword Eternal Night Sword Move that Zhang Xuan comprehended this time was the sword of upward thrust.

He immediately thrust forward with his sword.

The ground was lifted up a hundred feet, and the black mass of locusts was pressed down.

"The swords of the ten clan elders seem to be stronger." Tie Zhixin on the side couldn't help but sigh.

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed, and was looking forward to the One-horned Rhinoceros phantom to get more sword principles for him and turn them into Heavenly Sound.

However, the sword principles dissipated quickly.

In just a few breaths, all the sword principles disappeared.

Eastern War Zone.

At this time, the sword intent surged on Ping Tianhou's body.

"I will send you back to the west!"

Ping Tianhou finished speaking, and once again used the One Sword Eternal Night.

This sword was more bizarre than the previous ones.

Facing this extremely powerful sword comparable to that of a Yuanying True Immortal, the cultivators of Beichen Dongtian were shocked.

The inner sect Tianjiao Wan Qingtian even shouted at the Taoist Chunyang: "Brother Chunyang, get out of the way quickly, you can't take this move."

The Taoist Chunyang looked at the disciples of Beichen Dongtian and said bitterly to himself: "It's too late."

When Ping Tianhou's sword fell, all living things were shattered in the residual power of this sword.

The Taoist Chunyang still held the nine Xuanming Leizhu swords, protecting his whole body like a hedgehog.

However, he knew that all this was in vain.

He couldn't block this sword.

At the moment when the Sword of Eternal Night fell, a giant hand rose from the ground.

The Sword of Eternal Night fell thousands of times in an instant.

"The real Sword of Eternal Night can cut the past and the future, and your sword is still too weak."

After the voice fell, the giant hand directly crushed Ping Tianhou's Sword of Eternal Night.

"Puchi——"

Ping Tianhou was backlashed and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body quickly withered.

Most of his magical powers are tied to this sword.

Now that his natal sword of eternal night is destroyed, his combat power has dropped by more than half, and his foundation is damaged. He is also mediocre among the third-level insect lords. It is still unclear whether he can continue the next battle.

The cultivators of Beichen Dongtian were overjoyed.

"It's the sect master..."

"The sect master of the late Nascent Soul is here..."

The five great insect lords were all angry.

"Didn't we have an agreement that the Nascent Soul would not take action this time?"

"Beichen Dongtian broke the agreement without authorization, damn it, damn it!"

...

Shen Dongzi appeared in front of everyone in a white robe with an immortal look.

"Greetings, sect master!"

The disciples of Beichen Dongtian knelt down one after another.

Shen Dongzi waved his wide sleeves and helped the injured Chunyang Taoist up.

"Sect master, you shouldn't have taken action." Chunyang Taoist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said.

"Junior brother..."

Shen Dongzi sighed softly.