1285: Chapter 436 Sword Immortal (Additional update for Alliance Hierarch in the Human World!
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3/3)_5 The Longsword in his hand wailed, and his green robe fluttered as he closed his eyes!
His accumulation had long been enough.
But he was waiting, waiting for an opportunity, a most appropriate and perfect mont.
To open the fourth Inner Mansion within him and achieve Divine Skills.
What is the right mont?
The ti is now!
On this World Stage, at this assembly of champions from various countries, facing the most outstanding, most powerful Neifu Cultivators of the contemporary world.
It was ti!
When Qin Zhizhen said “I thank you” for the first ti,
What flashed through Jiang Wang’s mind was the majestic sight of the vast Long River, resembling a giant dragon overturning, as seen from the Suan Ni Bridge.
In fact, he had been to the Long River many days before…
Back then, he was being hunted down by the True Man of the Age, nearly trapped in a hopeless dead-end.
A stroke of inspiration for a certain sword move was forcefully suppressed, “dead in the womb,” and has yet to be found again.
Had it not been for the rescue of the Old Monk Ku Jue, his story would have ended.
His life would be little known!
Like a droplet in the vast river, blending into the Long River without causing a single ripple!
Now, as he returned to the Long River, he represented the overlord of the Eastern Region, contending with the champions of the various countries as the number one of Qi Boundary.
In the ti when the stars shine, he would emit a light uniquely his own.
His visits to the Long River were starkly different in heart.
Tis have changed, and so have the people.
Only the Long River remains vast and magnificent as ever.
When Qin Zhizhen said “thank you” for the second ti,
What erged in Jiang Wang’s mind was the Pillar of the Six Unions, reaching high into the heavens.
It was the profound and magnificent weight he felt when he first stepped onto the Guanhe Platform, with the long river of history roaring towards him, seemingly unfolding before his eyes.
How many grand tales, how many heroes…
all were splashes in the water, all charging through it!
The exceedingly long river, spanning the present world, filled with countless surges.
The exceedingly long years, also rushing forward just the sa!
This ancient Guanhe Platform was built to oversee the Long River, witnessing the river as it experienced history.
Nad with greatness, walking alongside glory.
Upon this Guanhe Platform, the top champions of various countries compete for honor through life and death.
Staking their brilliant lives on a brief battle.
Lin Kuang desperately swung his sword, yet still could only savor the bitter fruit of defeat.
Beigong Ke did all he could, yet yearned for one step closer to Qin Zhizhen in vain!
Xin Bao died for his country, and Yan Shaofei returned his sword forsaking the title of champion.
Bai Yuxia refused to accept any bestowed reputation, preferring to vie even in death.
Na Liang, mocked and scorned, enduring disdain, where even the Foreign Beasts puppeteers would die and limbs break before conceding defeat!
Gan Changan, praised as “the genius of eight years,” undeniably a prodigy of the world, yet fell to a direct strike.
Thus the Chu Song is heard again.
Na Liang, raised among wolves, roaming the plains with an almost divine physique, peerless in power, was almost beaten to death!
This made the people of Qi cheer.
Moreover, there was the battle between Dou Zhao and Zhongxuan Zun, which brought the pinnacle of the Outer Building to life!
Xiang Bei, with an unparalleled aura and innate visions, could only beco a backdrop.
Zhao Rucheng drew the Sword of the Emperor, stunning the world, yet also faced against the current.
This is the ti when stars dazzle!
In radiance, they seek the most brilliant shine.
In their brilliance, they desire the most dazzling light.
There’s no need to speak of a splendid history; now is the mont to achieve glory!
When the prodigies from various countries gather at this critical juncture, who will stand supre?
Above the pinnacle, who will rise to a new peak?
Lovesickness Sword is howling!!!
This is a cry of agony.
Its pain, its humiliation, its sorrow, all resonate in this cry!
Its persistence, its courage, its sharpness, also lie within this roar!
This sound echoes in all directions, surges towards the heavens, intimidates the hearts of n, and will also illuminate history!
The precious Sword Box should not sing.
But if it sings, it must let the world know!
For that sword’s cry is so clear, its light so dazzling.
Everyone saw it, Jiang Wang flying backward, his sword-gripping hand.
All his muscles trembled under the force of Qin Zhizhen’s saber qi.
Only his sword-bearing hand remained steady, firm, unshaken in the slightest!
Such a person.
In his most desperate and powerless monts, you cannot overlook him.
You must never do so!
As the battle surges, the sword sings in hand!
When Qin Zhizhen finished his last words and completely restored the power of the All Transformations Divine Power with his Void Refining Divine Power, lifting his long saber—
Jiang Wang opened his eyes!
At this mont, the Eye of Qian Yang had faded.
But what kind of eyes were they?
They were clear, tranquil, like a mirror reflecting one’s heart, like a babbling brook winding through the mountain forests.
So pure, yet so resolute.
In this mont…
Suddenly, a sword light erged!
Bright light shone between his pupils!
In the unseen depths of Jiang Wang’s Five Mansions Sea,
A vermilion mansion, a black and white mansion, a frost-white mansion, three Inner Mansions suspended under the do, reflecting each other’s light.
Boom!
The fourth mansion finally appeared!
It was a sky-blue mansion, of inexpressible nobility and an air of ultimate freedom, of ultimate ease.
And with Jiang Wang’s Soul Manifestation, wielding the Sword Spirit of Lovesickness, he thrust his sword…
Right at the gate of the Inner Mansion!
The fourth Inner Mansion burst open resoundingly!
In this mont.
The first Inner Mansion transford into a red sun, the second into a black and white crescent moon, the third into a frost-white star.
The red flas representing Samadhi True Fire, the black and white light representing the Astray Path, the frost-white light representing Buzhou Wind, all illuminated the Five Mansions Sea simultaneously at this ti.
As if jubilant and excited, effervescent and boiling over.
The Divine Skills were sentient, eagerly awaiting this mont.
A full, sky-blue seed leaped forth at this mont!
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