Lu Tianxing stood in the void, and a gale suddenly rose, sounding like blades, as a heaven above him ca crashing down, sealing all directions with an utterly chilling aura, an endless killing intent enveloping to crush him alive.
Suddenly, Lu Tianxing roared, akin to a Demon God roaring at the sky, as the True Qi within him carried billowing vitality and surged like tides, washing through repeatedly. The True Qi intertwined, collided, and rged together, becoming increasingly condensed.
"Continue, don’t give this Chinese kid a chance to breathe."
Raphael looked at the motionless Lu Tianxing standing in the void, involuntarily recalling Avril’s words to him, his expression showed no hesitation. He imdiately shouted, and a bright aura appeared on his body, torrential like waves, madly pouring into the heaven suppressing Lu Tianxing, making this heaven’s phantom increasingly real.
"Thunderous."
A Red Cardinal specializing in thunder shouted, and with the shout, bolts of lightning appeared out of thin air, resembling snakes darting through the dark clouds, surging like sea waves, crashing down speedily like a deity wielding a giant axe.
Bang bang bang....
These bolts of lightning all struck Lu Tianxing’s body.
The Creation God Tripod above his head trembled under the suppression of heaven and the strike of lightning, and cracks appeared on it, with True Qi being severely consud.
Although he practiced the Creation Source Technique, which could nourish battle with battle and refine the opponent’s power into True Qi, this took ti. The opponent didn’t give him any breathing ti, how could he have ti to refine these powers to replenish his consumption, not to ntion having six people jointly suppress with heaven. Normally, a peak of mid-stage Mythical realm couldn’t even have a chance to fight back, directly being suppressed, unlike Lu Tianxing who could withstand this power, able to be proud among the mid-stage Mythical realm.
"Huff huff...."
True Qi was being consud fiercely, Lu Tianxing couldn’t help but pant, with sweat starting to seep on his forehead, and his clothes soaked behind him.
"Boss."
The Starving Ghost and others also noticed Lu Tianxing’s current state, their faces anxious beyond comparison, actions becoming increasingly fierce, so much as to risk injuries for injuries, all to slay the opponent, but remained helpless. Although the secret guards of the Han Family had joined in, dragging many people, the remaining ones were still enough to entangle them, leaving them unable to move an inch in a short ti.
"Elder Zhang, don’t worry about , quickly save my boss." Han Zifeng also said to the skinny old man beside him.
"Young Master, be patient, the Third Young Master Lu will be fine, these people can’t do anything to him."
The skinny old man stood by Han Zifeng, eyes fixed on Lu Tianxing, with a flash of brilliance deep within, able to see naturally with his vision, although Lu Tianxing was at a disadvantage now, Raphael and the others couldn’t do anything to Lu Tianxing. On the contrary, under this pressure, Lu Tianxing’s power was continuously transforming, given so more ti, likely Lu Tianxing would be able to break through the siege.
"What a terrifying young one, given ti, probably no one could do anything to him."
The skinny old man muttered to himself internally, amazed by Lu Tianxing’s progress, being one way in Jiangnan, now another today. If Lu Tianxing were allowed to grow unchecked, he might truly have the chance to reach the legendary Earthly Immortal realm.
And Han Zifeng, hearing the words of the skinny old man, was slightly relieved, saying nothing more, but kept a close eye on everything around.
Lu Tianxing also noticed the commotion from the Starving Ghost and others at this mont, shouting: "Starving Ghost, Fu Tu don’t worry about , kill those little rats, leave this to , they can’t kill ."
As the words fell, Lu Tianxing’s body trembled, with True Qi roaring like tides, like dragons and tigers, crazily pouring into the Creation God Tripod, resisting the monuntal force suppressing him.
"Leader, are we still not intervening now? Tianxing is struggling to hold on."
In another direction, Xue Bing clenched her fist, watching the battle on the Great Wall with a tense face, her eyes filled with undeniable anxiety. If it wasn’t for her lack of strength and the fact that charging forward would only be a burden, she would definitely have joined the fray.
"Fire Phoenix, no need to worry. The Judge is no fool; he would never put himself in such a dangerous position. These people can’t handle him. We don’t need to act for now," Sima Lingyun glanced at Xue Bing and said slowly, though he sighed inwardly.
Once upon a ti, Lu Tianxing was at a similar level of strength as him. The two constantly sparred, honing their skills. But now, Lu Tianxing’s strength had far surpassed him. Although with his current realm, using his expertly mastered Four Seasons Sword Technique, he might not find it difficult to slay soone of middle-stage Mythical, encountering the peak of mid-stage Mythical would be overwhelming; there’s even a ninety-percent likelihood he’d fall by their hand. Then there’s soone like Lu Tianxing who can face the combination of six middle-stage Mythicals and still remain undefeated.
Though he felt uncomfortable, Sima Lingyun didn’t harbor much envy. Lu Tianxing’s strength was forged through life-and-death struggles, not sothing worth envying. Furthermore, he believed he wouldn’t be much inferior to Lu Tianxing—if he could reach the middle-stage Mythical, he might achieve similar feats; however, to passively withstand the attacks from six middle-stage Mythicals like Lu Tianxing seed nearly impossible. For a sword cultivator, the best defense is offense.
Upon hearing Sima Lingyun’s words, Xue Bing opened her mouth, wanting to speak but ultimately said nothing. She simply watched the distant scene anxiously, while inwardly resolving that once this ordeal was over, she’d return to the Yanhuang Group to diligently train, never again being helpless when Lu Tianxing faced trouble.
"Pressure, this is the pressure I desire; if it increases, my True Qi can transform once more."
Lu Tianxing stood in the void, his breathing growing increasingly rapid, beads of sweat forming on his brow. The Creation God Tripod was also showing nurous cracks, yet Lu Tianxing’s face bore a frenzied look. Under this pressure, he felt his strength undergoing an earth-shaking transformation.
"Not good, this brat intends to break through in battle again."
Upon witnessing Lu Tianxing’s transformation, a bad thought flashed in Raphael’s mind, and he shouted, "Join forces, suppress him quickly; we mustn’t let his strength break through, otherwise killing him will be increasingly difficult. Attack!"
Accompanying Raphael’s shout, the surrounding attacks grew more ferocious, each carrying the weight of the heavens collapsing, as if detonating the air itself. Bolts of lightning transford into purple electric serpents descending from the void, mountains ford from earth powers crushing down, torrents surging from the endless void like sharp arrows. Flas roared, adding to the fierce display of diverse powers, alongside a lifelike Heaven, briefly creating a terrifying scene.
"Creation unmatched, Creation, Creation..."
Feeling the inch-by-inch oppression from Heaven above, Lu Tianxing’s expression remained unchanged, yet the True Qi and vitality within him grew increasingly fierce. His surging vitality seed to climb toward the sky.
Under this boundless pressure, Lu Tianxing’s potential was once more unleashed, with True Qi and vitality clashing and intertwining, resonating within him like roaring rivers, akin to the striking of a morning bell or evening drum, echoing continuously.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Inside Lu Tianxing, accompanying the bell-like sounds, his True Qi and vitality shattered thousands of tis in the imnse pressure, each breaking followed by a reformation. For every shattering, there ca a reconstruction, with each cycle enhancing the quality of his True Qi, radically transforming.
Originally, Lu Tianxing’s True Qi was already of exceptional quality, enabling him to combat stronger foes. Now as the True Qi’s quality heightens further, one can only imagine the substantial boost in Lu Tianxing’s power.
This is the transformation of the Mythical realm: breaking and then establishing, no break, no establishnt. From entering the Mythical realm, each cultivation level is a realm unto itself, each breakthrough causing the quality of True Qi to dramatically shift, until it condenses materially, stepping into the invincible realm of Earthly Immortals.
Uncertain how much ti had passed, as Heaven completely pressed down, one could almost hear the cracking of bones under the pressure. But finally, within Lu Tianxing, the True Qi’s collision slowed its breaking speed, and an imnsely powerful aura emanated from him.
At this critical juncture, Lu Tianxing’s strength underwent a transformation, breaking the cocoon and becoming a butterfly once more.
"Is this the True Qi after transformation? If I can transform once more, I’d confidently face the late stage of Mythical. For now, it’s enough to deal with them."
Lu Tianxing extended his palm, feeling a force even stronger than before surging from within him, providing the sensation of being able to shatter the world with a re punch.
Underneath the infinite pressure, Lu Tianxing finally unleashed his potential again, forcefully surpassing limitations and reaching the peak of mid-stage Mythical, his strength evolving once more, his power undergoing an earth-shaking transformation.
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