Immortal Soaring Blade

Zhou Hongyong used the second layer, Autumn Wind, and Zhao Jiuge also used the second layer, Autumn Wind.

However, whether it was the understanding of the sword art or the density of spirit force, Zhao Jiuge was no match for Zhou Hongyou. After all, Zhou Hongyong had condensed his spirit force for three years and had begun learning the sword art a lot earlier. It was natural that he had a more profound understanding than Zhao Jiuge.

When Zhou Hongyong saw Zhao Jiuge use Autumn Wind, he snorted. He noticed that although the sword art from Zhao Jiuge looked powerful on the outside, it lacked substance. The lack of understanding of the sword intent was the difference in power here.

Moreover, Zhou Hongyong had a mid-quality spirit treasure. Even though he couldn’t use its full power yet, just by relying on the natural power of the spirit treasure, he completely suppressed Zhao Jiuge’s precious treasure-grade sword.

However, Zhou Hongyong’s mocking smile suddenly became stiff. His pupils shrank while he looked at the somewhat strange sword energy.

He saw that the sharp, silver sword energy exuded a hint of grey that made it more gloomy than usual.

This sword slaughter aura was something Zhao Jiuge had obtained from the spirit vein. He had absorbed the slaughter aura inside the spirit vein, and when he released his sword energy, it contained some of that slaughter aura, forming the sword slaughter aura.

In this instant, the two rays of sword energy collided. The same sword art and the same move, but the difference was in their power.

It sounded like countless iron horses had collided together, creating a thunderous rumble that continued to echo.

The moment this sound echoed, the crowd became restless. The light curtain could protect them from any spirit force attack, but it could not prevent the sound from coming out. When the crowd heard it, they wondered how powerful those two attacks had to be to create this sound.

The two rays of sword energy were clearly distinguishable. One was dazzling like the new moon, while the other was tinted grey, profound and cold.

Zhou Hongyong’s spirit force was not only a bit stronger than Zhao Jiuge’s, it was also brighter.

When the two forces collided, the sound of metal colliding continued to echo. Zhao Jiuge’s sword energy was indeed weaker, and it looked like it was going to lose at first. However, the grey burst out and exuded a gloomy aura. Zhou Hongyong’s sword energy was being corroded.

At this instant, the sword energy from Zhou Hongyong was at a disadvantage. When the thunderous rumble dissipated, the dazzling light also faded, allowing the crowd to see the result of this collision.

When they saw the grey light erode Zhou Hongyong’s sword energy, all of the surrounding disciples cried out.

They were guessing what that grey light was. Zhao Jiuge’s spirit force and sword energy were no match for Zhou Hongyong’s, so why was something this strange happening?

It seems like Zhao Jiuge was not as weak as he looked on the surface.

“No wonder, it turns out to be like this. That boy is pretty lucky.” When Elder Wu saw this, a faint smile appeared on his face. There was now a hint of curiosity in his eyes. It seemed like he had finally gained some interest in his fight.

Zhou Hongyong’s expression became a little ugly as he stared at the golden Zhao Jiuge. At first, he was a bit confused by that grey light, and he finally put away his contempt for Zhao Jiuge. He didn’t want to lose before everyone like this.

Originally, dealing with Zhao Jiuge should have been a simple task, but Zhao Jiuge seemed to have gained the upper hand.

Zhou Hongyong took a deep breath and his eyes became sharp. He took a profound look at the golden light around Zhao Jiuge and his hands moved.

He held his sword up and slashed down. He didn’t use any sword art, he simply released his spirit force.

The spirit force that erupted instantly shattered the residual sword energy from Zhao Jiuge, leaving behind only faint flashes of light that disappeared.

“Hmph, do you want to compete with spirit force?”

Zhao Jiuge let out a cold snort in his heart. Aside from lacking some time, he was not afraid of Zhou Hongyong.

He pointed the Big-Dipper Sword forward seven times in a row. Each time he pointed, a torrent of spirit force shot out. After he pointed the seventh time, the final torrent of spirit force shot out. It was golden with a hint of blue and white and grey. The torrents of spirit force flew out, and their power could not be underestimated.

Who says that Zhao Jiuge would have weaker spirit force than Zhou Hongyong, who had condensed his spirit core for several years?

This was only what others saw on the surface. Ignoring the Sanskrit Heart Sutra, just the rank-7 spirit core Zhao Jiuge had formed was much stronger than Zhou Hongyong’s. In terms of spirit force, Zhao Jiuge held a slight advantage over Zhou Hongyong.

Zhao Jiuge’s shocking attack caused a lot of the disciples outside to close their mouths and no longer dare to mock him. Although the battle had just begun, it turned out that Zhao Jiuge was not as weak as they had thought. This was a clear slap to the face to all those people that had mocked him.

His control of spirit force was exquisite. He had learned this from Master Moon!

Looking at the spirit force containing the unique cold attribute from the sect’s spirit vein and some unknown grey attribute, Zhou Hongyong’s eyelids twitched. Killing intent surged in his heart, and he didn’t hold back at all.

He waved his sword and a surge of yellow spirit force rushed out to greet the seven torrents of spirit force from Zhao Jiuge. The yellow spirit force exuded an orange light. It was the attribute from one of the other spirit veins in the sect, Surging Flame!

Both had integrated an attribute into their spirit force, and their degree of absorption was not low. Everyone cheered in excitement. The battle was already so wondrous at the start.

Leng Rufeng and Luo Xie became serious. They looked at the figure in black with yearning gazes.

As for Jiulian, she didn’t know why she was so nervous for Zhao Jiuge, and her face was slightly pale.

Zhao Jiuge’s eyes were filled with battle intent as he stared at the spirit force filled with Surging Flame. In the blink of an eye, the two spirit forces collided.

One side was like a torrent of seven rainbows, the other like a surge of rain pouring down.

The collision caused a series of crackling sounds to constantly echo from the light curtain around the stone platform. However, the light curtain didn’t break and remained firm.

Although the seven torrents of spirit force were facing the endless pouring of yellow spirit force, they weren’t extinguished. The yellow spirit force was being annihilated, while the seven torrents of spirit force didn’t seem to be affected.

When the dark red Surging Flame touched the layer of blue and white ice, both sides began to devour each other. While water could extinguish fire, fire could also evaporate water.

As the upgraded version of water and fire, Chilling Ice and Surging Flame were equal, and it all depended on the spirit force of the user.

When the two sides began to devour each other, a grey aura suddenly broke the deadlock. The grey aura was like a deadly, poisonous snake that launched the fatal blow.

The moment the deadlock was broken, the Surging Flame spirit force was immediately drowned out. Of the seven rays of spirit forces, three still remained!

Although the fight had just begun, Zhou Hongyong’s face had become extremely ugly. He didn’t think Zhao Jiuge would be so difficult to deal with. Even in a contest of spirit force, he was no match for Zhao Jiuge. He didn’t know that Zhao Jiuge had condensed a rank-7 spirit core, while his was only rank-5.

Seeing the situation, Zhao Jiuge gradually took control of the situation and relaxed a bit. Before, he was very tense, like a fawn running into everything.

Fang Qiwen still had a smile on his face. No one knew what he was thinking. Even though Zhao Jiuge had the advantage, he was not anxious. He seemed to have great confidence in Zhou Hongyong.

Zhou Hongyong’s eyes revealed a hint of madness and a monstrous aura was released from his body. His shirt was fluttering violently.

Then a violent, dark-yellow light rotated around his body. In an instant, a golden bell emerged in Zhou Hongyong’s hand.

Although the golden bell was only the size of a palm, it felt stable like a mountain. The golden bell was dark yellow with a mysterious cloud pattern carved on its body and there were countless small bumps on the surface.

After Zhao Hongyong brought out his golden bell his spirit force surged into the golden bell. A moment later, the golden bell floated above Zhou Hongyong’s head and a shadow enveloped his body. The shadow was a larger version of the golden bell.

This golden bell was divided into two layers. One layer was golden light that was wrapped directly around Zhou Hongyong’s body. The other layer, which was slightly darker, was ⅔ of a meter away from Zhou Hongyong. There were even images of a few dragons moving within this light.

After all of this, Zhou Hongyong didn’t seem to be done. He closed his eyes, and they began moving erratically.

At this moment, the remaining three rays of spirit force closed in and crashed into the shadow of the golden bell.

Originally, everyone thought there would be a thunderous collision. However, the three rays of spirit force looked like they had rushed into mud and disappeared without a trace. There were slight ripples on the outer layer, but it soon calmed down.

This shook Zhao Jiuge. From the looks of the spirit force fluctuations coming from the golden bell, it was a spirit treasure!

It looked like the fight before was just a warm up. It indeed was not simple to gain the upper hand against Zhou Hongyong. However, facing this defensive spirit treasure, Zhao Jiuge found this matter a bit tricky.