Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader

Chapter 1664: Chapter 1283-1284: Battle Four Success, Martial Arts Legend of Power! (Monthly Ticket Bonus Chapters)

"Sword Qi like silk, Sword Sound like zither sound, Sword Intent transformed into music, this... this is already the peak and supreme realm in Sword Dao, a powerful technique belonging to the ancient Sword Immortals from mythical legends! Wu Ming, I didn’t expect you to have reached such cultivation?"

Po Jun stared in amazement at Wu Ming, who drew erhu sounds out of thin air with Sword Qi and Sword Intent. His heart was already surging with a stormy wave, his spirit shaken, goosebumps rising all over his body, with a feeling of scalp tingling and a mountain standing in awe.

Even with his pride, at this moment he couldn’t help but feel defeat, inferiority, and despondency.

Sword Qi is inherently fierce;

Sword Sound can pierce gold and crack stones;

Sword Intent can easily terrify and tear apart one’s spirit.

Ordinary swordsmen practice their Swordsmanship to the extreme, pursuing the ultimate in fierce killing.

But Wu Ming broke through to another extreme beyond the ultimate, turning the inherently fierce Sword Qi, Sword Sound, Sword Intent into a mournful erhu tune, turning tempered steel into soft finger wraps, reaching another realm of seeing mountains not as mountains and water not as water beyond peak.

"It turns out... he is not playing the erhu, but Sword Qi, and loneliness!"

Po Jun finally realized the huge gap between him and Wu Ming, not just in terms of Power Realm, nor the small half-step difference in perceived Sword Dao realm.

It was a massive gap in Sword Dao cultivation attainment.

If he could be considered a peerless swordsman in the Martial World, still within the range ordinary people could understand.

Then Wu Ming’s Sword Dao cultivation had surpassed the worldly realm, reaching the divine domain, being undeniably, able to transform ordinary Swordsmanship from decay into miracles—Sword God!

Wu Ming did not pay attention to Po Jun’s astonishment at this moment, immersed in the inexplicably sorrowful Sword Intent, integrating Sword Intent into the melody, each zither sound seeming ordinary, but actually with Sword Qi accompanying the melody’s vibration entering Lian Chengbi’s body, using this extraordinary method to completely dissipate and suppress the Blood God Pill’s medicinal power within Lian Chengbi.

Lian Chengbi completely broke away from the controlled state of madness, lying on the ground like being fished out of the water, gasping for breath, sweaty fingers laying in warm palms, feeling like he had just gone through Ghost Gate.

Wu Ming appropriately withdrew his hand, hands behind his back, with deep eyes looking at Lian Chengbi, nodding, "Before the medicinal power of the Blood God Pill within your body gathers again, you will not fall into the mad state just now.

Fortunately, the medicinal power absorbed by your body from the Blood God Pill is not much, otherwise, you would need to be constantly in a coma to resist this control."

After speaking, he turned to the solemn Jiang Dali, saying, "Although the medicinal power of the Blood God Pill within me has not been completely removed, some of it has been absorbed by Lian Chengbi. Now I probably only need to use sixty percent of my power to suppress the Blood God Pill’s medicinal power...

However, as long as this medicinal power cannot be completely eradicated, it will slowly regenerate and strengthen day by day, eventually recovering to the previous stage."

Jiang Dali took a deep breath, his face covered with frost, saying, "So, we still need to seize the time to resolve Shakyamuni immediately, or the delay will only become more dangerous. But there’s one thing I still haven’t understood."

As he said, he looked at Lian Chengbi, grabbed with one hand, and the Dragon Capturing Skill suddenly turned into a gentle Qi Force, helping Lian Chengbi up from the ground and sit down cross-legged.

Wu Ming also looked at Lian Chengbi, saying, "You haven’t figured out why when Lian Chengbi used Blood Pill to remove the Blood God Pill for me, the Blood Pill lost control?"

Jiang Dali said, "There’s also one thing. Just now, Shakyamuni suddenly controlled the power of the Blood God Pill, precisely at this moment, isn’t it too coincidental?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dali looked at Wu Ming, Wu Ming also turned his head.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing the speculation in each other’s eyes.

Lian Chengbi recalled the strange state when the Blood Pill lost control just now. Thinking of something, he solemnly added, "The Blood Pill is the core of the cultivation technique required by the Blood Transformation Divine Skill. In theory, each person’s Blood Pill is only regulated by the cultivator themselves.

But I once saw an annotation recorded in a secret manual left by Lord of Carefree, stating that in the Blood Transformation Divine Sect, there is a strict hierarchy, and a higher-ranking Blood Envoy has the right to control the life and death of Blood Slaves, even resistance of Blood Slaves is futile.

At that time, I thought it was because the Blood Envoy’s power far surpassed Blood Slaves, but now thinking about it, perhaps the Blood Envoy might be able to control the Blood Pill within Blood Slaves, so they can control the life and death of Blood Slaves?

Could it be that it was a Blood Envoy nearby affecting my control of the Blood Pill just now?"

"Afraid it’s not so simple as a Blood Envoy. If someone were meddling nearby, Wu Ming and I wouldn’t be unaware. The one who acted should be the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable..."

Jiang Dali furrowed his brow, thinking about a chilling thought he had previously anticipated, and then thought of the extremely potent blood of Shakyamuni contained within the Blood Pill, looked at Wu Ming and nodded solemnly, "Seems we both thought of the same point, Shakyamuni and the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable, may be closely connected, only then could they coordinate so perfectly to make our efforts fruitless!"

Wu Ming, hands behind his back, gazed at the opposite Sword Peak, frowning and pondering, slowly saying, "My ancestor lived for a thousand years, had many identities in the Martial World, and also cultivated many strong followers, unlikely never to have visited the Holy Dynasty. It makes sense to say he has significant connections with the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable.

However, the Blood Transformation Divine Venerable is after all a person of the Holy Dynasty and a wanted criminal by the official, would never come to vassal state to cause trouble. Therefore, our primary target is still Shakyamuni! Now that my power can reach forty percent, grasp the opportunity, and take the initiative!"