Mortal Alchemy

The fiery red Sword Dao Dharma Body stood tens of feet tall, the sword aura burning like flames.

"This is..." Chen Ping's expression turned solemn. "A Sword Dao Dharma Body!"

His own was a Dharma Body Sword Aspect, and compared to this Sword Dao Dharma Body that was easily tens of feet tall, his Dharma Body Sword Aspect was too weak.

This sword not only slays the physical body but also the divine soul. Even a Golden Core True Person would face it as if facing a great enemy!

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

This sword slashed down towards Chen Ping.

This was also the most difficult move Chen Ping had faced in his decades of cultivation!

If Chen Ping barely managed to parry it and it ended in a draw, then with two draws and one win, Chen Ping would still be the victor.

If Chen Ping couldn't withstand this move, then it would be one draw, one win, and one loss, and they would have to start all over again.

This Lu Jianyi really thought highly of him!

"Although the eighth move is only half-cultivated, to break this situation and obtain the Tears of the Celestial Maiden, I can only use it forcibly."

Suddenly, Chen Ping's ink-black sword aura surged wildly, his face contorted, and blood immediately spurted from his mouth and nose: "Eighth Move—"

"Sword Radiance Divine Might!"

Chen Ping's divine soul surged, and then the Dharma Body Sword Aspect above his head began to grow larger inch by inch, transforming into a crystalline, ink-black yet transparent form.

Until it enveloped Chen Ping's entire physical body.

This was manifested in the world with the power of the divine soul, a power belonging to the third stage of the Golden Core realm, but with the help of techniques and the Sword Dao Intent, a Foundation Establishment cultivator could use this move in advance.

However, the burden and pressure on the Foundation Establishment cultivator were extremely high, and this was the same for Lu Jianyi.

A Sword Lotus Dharma Body emerged and then forcibly resisted the tens of feet long sword.

"Bang—"

The moment the two swords came into contact, Chen Ping's divine soul was shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling darkness before his eyes. He hurriedly used essence blood to heal himself, which allowed Chen Ping to stabilize and not faint.

Otherwise, he would have lost this move!

The fusion of divine soul and spiritual power could form crystals.

The Dao of the Golden Core was also within it.

The ink-black sword crystal and the fiery red sword crystal were still colliding and fighting.

This move was not about whose sword aura was fiercer, but about the pure foundation of the divine soul.

However, Lu Jianyi was even more shocked than Chen Ping. The moment the two swords collided, the backlash of the divine soul power struck Lu Jianyi's face pale, blood溢ed from the corner of his mouth, and his body trembled slightly:

"A miscalculation. This Junior Brother Chen's divine soul foundation is actually so profound..."

What kind of freak was this?

A mere mortal body, a third-stage body cultivator, with profound magic power, superb Sword Dao Intent, and even such a powerful divine soul, like a true Golden Core!

Lu Jianyi swayed, not releasing the control of the sword technique, and continued to let the two swords collide. However, the longer it lasted, the more serious the backlash became. Lu Jianyi was already shaking all over, teetering.

In the end, Lu Jianyi could only sigh: "Junior Brother Chen, your sword is one step higher."

He took the initiative to dissipate the tens of feet tall Sword Dao Dharma Body.

"I lost."

Then Lu Jianyi gracefully withdrew from the battle stage and was teleported out.

Chen Ping also gasped for breath:

"Lu Jianyi, you're something."

That sword just now had almost shattered Chen Ping's divine soul. Fortunately, he held on for a relatively long time. If he had persisted any longer, Chen Ping wouldn't have been able to bear it.

But even so, Chen Ping was in poor condition.

The entire arena was now only left with Chen Ping and Shi Feilan.

This was the final battle of the Nascent Soul Seed battle.

Both Chen Ping and she could obtain a bottle of Tears of the Celestial Maiden.

There were many cheers outside the arena, shaking the sky!

Mu Luofei and the other women were even more delighted: "Junior Brother can get the Tears of the Celestial Maiden!"

However, some cultivators from the Eastern Xuan Sect were already preparing to take action: "Once the Nascent Soul Seed battle is over, capture Chen Ping and enforce the sect rules."

"Our people can't stop Gong Yue for too long!"

So what if you get the Tears of the Celestial Maiden? You may have the life to obtain it, but not the life to use it!

Bai Jianjia's eyes were anxious: "Master, why haven't you arrived yet? The Nascent Soul Seed battle is about to end!"

Gu Hong revealed a smug and resentful smile in his eyes.

Chang Kong and Ning Guang exchanged glances: "Why hasn't Supreme Gong Yue appeared yet?"

Thousands of miles away, Gong Yue was blocked by several Nascent Soul Supreme: "Fellow Daoist Gong Yue, stay and have a cup of tea..."

The only response they received was a heaven-shaking, vast, and soaring sword intent!

...

On the battle stage.

That Nascent Soul Supreme's charming and ruthless voice sounded: "Next battle."

This time, there was no need for jade pendants to collide for pairing.

Chen Ping stood on the battle stage, and one boulder after another flew out, repairing the battle stage.

"Hoo hoo hoo!" Chen Ping gasped for breath.

Shi Feilan slowly landed on the battle stage.

Chen Ping's eyes were puzzled: "Fellow Daoist Shi, you and I are already qualified to obtain the Tears of the Celestial Maiden. This first place is unimportant. Do we still need to fight?"

Shi Feilan's face was as cold as dark ice, and she nodded slightly: "That's right."

"This battle is for the Immortal Sect to see."

The Immortal Sect of the Central Domain?

Chen Ping's mind raced, but on the surface, he said: "Fellow Daoist Shi, can you give me some time to heal and adjust my condition?"

Shi Feilan's eyes were puzzled, but she still agreed: "You may."

Chen Ping himself said that first and second place didn't matter, so why did he still need time to heal? He could just exchange two moves with her to determine the winner.

Chen Ping's face revealed a smile:

"Very good."

Chen Ping sat cross-legged, took out the third-stage pills that Bai Jianjia had given him, and began to quickly recover his condition, urging essence blood to heal himself.

Chen Ping's lips murmured: "It's better to rely on oneself than to ask for help from others. It's better to keep one's life in one's own hands."

It is said that once a Golden Pill enters my belly, from then on, my life is mine and not determined by heaven!

Chen Ping asked for time to heal, and then to attack the Golden Core stage.

Decades of planning were all for this moment.

Physical body, spiritual power, divine soul, Chen Ping adjusted his condition one by one, restoring it to its best.

Someone outside the arena snorted coldly:

"What's the point of healing? Once the battle is over, you're dead!"

"Really dawdling and delaying our time!"

Bai Jianjia's face turned slightly pale. She realized that Supreme Gong Yue had not appeared until now. There was only one possibility: Master had been stopped, destined to prevent Master from protecting Chen Ping.

"For resources, they are willing to go to such lengths..."

In a private room, Wang Funi knelt in front of the mirror, and Supreme Yao Guang only said two words: "Unacceptable."

Wang Funi's eyes dimmed.

What determined Chen Ping's life and death was not the battle in the arena, but the rules of the Eastern Xuan Sect.

On the battle stage.

One day, two days, three days passed...

Chen Ping sat cross-legged, without any reaction, seemingly delaying time, wanting to wait for Supreme Gong Yue to arrive.

"Supreme Gong Yue has been stopped. Does she really think she's invincible?"

"Want to wait for Supreme Gong Yue to save you? Give up that idea."

Someone sneered constantly.

Some watched coldly.

Some gloated.

Until the fourth day, the aura on Chen Ping's body began to show violent fluctuations.

Someone was shocked: "Is he going to suffer a Qi Deviation?"

"No!"

"He's going to attack the Golden Core stage!"

On the arena, Chen Ping opened his eyes, and the spiritual power in his body began to break through. He revealed a smile:

"I concede."

Countless people's expressions were错愕, and even more people were filled with shock and anger:

"He... how dare he..."