Chapter 711: Training Again

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: Training Again

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"Eight Sceneries Cloud Scripture, Creation Profound Skill—Solidify and Shape!"

Xu Yunfan formed a series of intricate and profound seal techniques with his hands. The Divine Sky Golden Core in his Dantian spun, and his Magical Power surged instantly. At the same time, his Grotto Heaven began to endlessly pour forth True Power, replenishing his rapidly consumed Magical Power.

In response, a majestic torrent of Eight Sceneries Cloud Qi erupted from his body. Like a living creature, it enveloped the small mountain of core Spiritual Materials before him.

BOOM!

Purple-gold bolts of Divine Sky Thunderbolt descended from the void. Under Xu Yunfan’s meticulous control, their destructive power transformed into myriad invisible forging hammers. Imbued with the Power of Creation from the Eight Sceneries Cloud Qi, they hammered down upon the Spiritual Materials.

Amidst the thunderous forging, the Ten Thousand Years Sword Marrow Jade let out a clear sword cry as its impurities were tempered away, dissipating into green smoke. It finally transformed into a skeletal framework, translucent as if carved from glazed glass, yet emanating a sharp, metallic aura.

Along its spine, a Nine-Sectioned Sword Tier had formed naturally, faintly radiating a heart-stopping sharpness. This was the very foundation of the Wansheng Sword Sect’s core secret technique, the Nine Revolutions Sword Acupoint.

Xu Yunfan had mastered the Wansheng Sword Technique and also possessed all the insights into the Sword Dao from his clone, Han Shi. As such, he knew this technique like the back of his hand.

Next, the North Nether Cold Iron melted amidst the weaving Thunder Fire. Like silvery-white mercury, it flowed over and enveloped the Glazed Sword Bone, rapidly shaping itself into powerful sinews and flesh.

With each rare Heavenly and Earthly Treasure that was integrated, the sharpness of the physical shell grew even more intense. As time went on, a Sword Intent began to gestate and flow within its body—one filled with rage, like a furious tide about to crest.

"True Spirit, return to your place!"

Xu Yunfan formed a sword with his fingers and tapped a point in the void.

The eerie light of the Star Spirit Banner flared, and Han Shi’s dark-gold True Spirit was forcefully wrenched from the space within.

"Xu Yunfan! What are you doing?! Don’t even think you can control my Divine Soul again!"

Han Shi’s True Spirit let out a furious roar, the dark-gold Sword Aura struggling violently as it tried to break free of its restraints.

However, under the absolute suppression of Xu Yunfan’s Golden Core Realm Divine Thought, his resistance was as futile as an ant trying to shake a tree; it was utterly useless.

Xu Yunfan didn’t even bat an eye at Clone Han Shi’s furious curses. He even wanted the other man’s rage to deepen, as that would make the Fury Killing Sword Intent all the more potent.

"It’s not up to you now."

Lightning flashed in Xu Yunfan’s eyes. His Divine Sky Golden Core erupted with a vast thunderous light, and ninety-nine phantoms of Purple Gold Thunder Dragons roared forth, coiling around the newly formed Sword Body.

"Divine Sky to guide, Red Sun to smelt, Eight Sceneries to forge!"

The thunder dragons coiling the Sword Body suddenly constricted. Xu Yunfan drew upon a sliver of the Red Sun Dao Fruit’s power, manifesting it as the phantom of a furnace blazing with molten gold. It enveloped both the Sword Body and Han Shi’s struggling True Spirit.

Thunder and fire intertwined, performing the final refinement and forced fusion.

This was the most tyrannical step—using absolute power to brand the True Spirit Seal into the new body.

Clone Wukong was a naturally born Holy Spirit and thus naturally compatible with the Stone Embryo Xu Yunfan had refined from Heavenly and Earthly Treasures. Han Shi, however, was different. Without being tempered by Thunder Fire, he could not properly take form.

"AHHH!!"

Han Shi’s True Spirit let out a bloodcurdling scream, but under the oppressive force of the Thunder Fire’s Origin and Xu Yunfan’s tyrannical will, its resistance was crushed inch by inch. Finally, it was completely forced into the spot between the eyebrows of the glazed, silver-white Sword Body that pulsed with an inner sharpness.

HUM!

The moment the Sword Body’s reconstruction was complete, a peerlessly sharp Sword Qi shot skyward, slicing through the Purple Gold Thunder Light descending from the ceiling and creating waves of ripples.

The motionless body abruptly snapped its eyes open.

Deep within its pupils, two points of brilliant Sword Aura flared like awakening Fierce Beasts, instantly piercing the Divine Sky Dao Rhyme in the hall and silently carving deep furrows into the Profound Jade flagstones on the floor.

This newborn entity, bearing all of Han Shi’s memories, will, and overwhelming hatred, slowly lowered its head. It gazed upon this new body of his, one that radiated a cold, metallic sheen and contained a level of power he had never before possessed.

’Innate Sword Bone... Flesh and blood made from North Nether Cold Iron...’

’This body could be called the perfect Innate Sword Body, the kind every Sword Cultivator dreamed of, and Xu Yunfan had actually managed to forge it from scratch by combining his god-like Artifact Refining Skill with the Cloud Scripture Incarnation Technique.’

’If word of this got out, even other Golden Core True Monarchs would stare in utter disbelief.’

"XU! YUN! FAN!"

Han Shi gritted his teeth, each word like a shard of ice forced from between them, seething with bone-deep hatred and humiliation.

He snapped his head up, his dark-gold pupils, burning with flames of fury, locking onto the figure on the Cloud Platform.

"To use my Sword Spirit as kindling and refine me into a puppet... you deserve to die!"

Without a moment’s hesitation, he unleashed the Thousand Chariots Geng Sea Fury Wave Sword Technique.

This ultimate Sword Technique from the Wansheng Sword Sect was one that Han Shi had already perfected. Now, channeled through this Innate Sword Body, its power underwent a fundamental transformation.

Han Shi formed a sword with his fingers and slashed through the air before him.

In an instant, layer upon layer of dark-gold sword waves, condensed from pure Fury Killing Sword Intent, surged out of thin air.

Wave crashed upon wave, each cresting higher than the last. Every single wave contained the terrifying power to sunder rivers and shatter mountains.

Wherever the sword waves passed, the very space within the hall groaned under the strain, and black cracks spiderwebbed across it as if it were a shattering mirror.

The might of this attack had already surpassed the limits of Foundation Establishment Perfection, coming infinitely close to the threshold of a Golden Core True Monarch.

The rampaging Fury Killing Sword Intent flooded the hall, threatening to drag everything into an abyss of frenzied destruction.

Faced with this rage-fueled strike—one that would force even a Great Daoist Master at Foundation Establishment Perfection to be on high alert—Xu Yunfan remained seated on the Cloud Platform, not even deigning to lift an eyelid.

He simply gave the right sleeve hanging at his side a casual, downward flick.

VMMMM

A formless will, as vast and boundless as the heavens, instantly descended.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no blinding clash of light.

The moment Xu Yunfan’s sleeve fell, a purple-gold Dao Realm centered on him unfurled. Flowing with thunderbolts of creation and destruction, it silently enveloped the core area of the Divine Sky Hall.

The moment those layered, peerlessly ferocious waves of the Furious Tide crashed into this purple-gold Dao Realm, it was like a raging avalanche plunging into a sea of incandescent lava.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no blinding clash of light.

The sharpness of the Fury Killing Sword Intent—keen enough to tear space—and its world-scorching rage simply melted away like ice under a blazing sun the moment it touched the Dao Realm, disintegrating into silence.

Within the Dao Realm, thunderbolts governed creation and destruction, the Profound Vault stood eternal, and the Ten Thousand Laws of the world were upheld.

Han Shi’s seemingly world-destroying sword waves were utterly annihilated, fading into nothingness without so much as stirring a single ripple.

"Gah... Pfft!"

His all-out attack was dispelled so casually. The backlash from his own Sword Intent sent a violent tremor through Han Shi’s body. A sweet taste rose in his throat, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood imbued with Sharp Sword Qi, which sizzled and burned scorch marks onto the Profound Jade floor.

He staggered backward and looked up in disbelief, staring intently at Xu Yunfan. For the first time, his dark-gold pupils were filled with terror.

"A Dao Realm?! You’ve already performed the Grotto Heaven Lifting and reached the Mid-Stage Golden Core?!"

Han Shi’s voice trembled violently, laced with a horror that bordered on incomprehension.

He was from the Wansheng Sword Sect; he knew exactly what a Dao Realm signified.