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Chapter 856 The power beyond the realm of Nascent Soul

tread, tread, tread...

In the silent bamboo forest, the branches and leaves were motionless, and the mountain wind seemed to have frozen, leaving only gentle footsteps sounding along the stone path in the bamboo forest.

The leader of the Changsheng Sect has long since disappeared, and there are only two people, Chu Mu and Xu Changqing, walking slowly on the stone path in the bamboo forest.

Even though the bamboo forest is silent, this silence is obviously only temporary, just like a volcano that is about to erupt at any time. In the perception of spiritual consciousness, it is still an undoubted terror!
Xu Changqing was in front, cautious and obviously familiar with the road.

Chu Mu was behind, his mind tense, and under the blessing of the spiritual light, he looked at this strange bamboo forest from time to time.

With his eyes, it is not difficult to see that this bamboo forest sword formation is not an ordinary cave formation, but a Nine Dragons Soul Formation similar to his Nine Dragons Prison Suppression Tower.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be based on the sword intention of this swordsman Nascent Soul, turning ten thousand bamboos into swords, and forming a formation.

The source of the power of the bamboo forest does not lie in the formation and ban, but simply the sword power of the Yuanying of the Sword Dao.

In a place like this, there are naturally no rules to speak of. Everything is just a thought of the Nascent Soul of the Sword Dao.
But now, the Yuanying of Sword Dao has been forced to seal his own mind and imprison himself in this cave because his mind and soul have been eroded.

If the mind is out of control, there is no doubt that this bamboo forest will also be out of control!
Chu Mu's face was solemn. It was either that he didn't trust the Yuanying of Sword Dao or that he had no confidence in the Master of the Changsheng Sect...

It's just that his series of terrifying guesses seem to have formed a... closed loop... here, on this Sword Dao Nascent Soul...

At this moment, for Chu Mu, every step seemed to be heading towards the terrifying unknown abyss. The stone path of more than a hundred feet had suddenly become extremely long at this moment.

Finally, the bamboo forest highlights the emptiness, and a delicate and simple bamboo house comes into view.

The bamboo house is not big, just the size of an ordinary house, but its layout is unique. The first floor is elevated, and on its side, a bamboo staircase extends upwards to the second floor.

The leader of the Changsheng Sect suddenly stood in front of the door on the second floor. Xu Changqing quickly stepped onto the bamboo ladder, while Chu Mu stopped briefly in front of the bamboo ladder. After pondering for a while, he followed closely and stopped in front of the door.

At this time, the closed bamboo door seemed to sense something. After an extremely sudden tremor, the two bamboo doors slowly opened, revealing the interior of the bamboo house.

The three people standing outside the door almost immediately fixed their eyes on Xu Lingtian, who was sitting cross-legged in the room.

The white robe was broken and still stained with some blood stains. However, perhaps due to the passage of time, the blood stains had long since dried up and turned into a dull dark brown color.

In this bamboo house, every wall is engraved with mysterious inscriptions. A spiritual light circulates on these inscriptions, turning into intertwined illusory chains, extending to the figure sitting cross-legged. Tie it up tightly.

And on its body, ears, nose, eyes, mouth... these seven orifices are also branded with a deep purple animal skin talisman.

The compilation is mysterious and brilliant, and every talisman and seal is like a node, imprinted in this ban.

"Soul the soul, meditate the heart..."

Seeing this situation, Chu Mu's pupils shrank, and his already solemn expression could not help but become more serious at this moment.

But the leader of the Changsheng Sect stepped out without any scruples. The moment he entered the bamboo house, several bamboo leaves flew out from his sleeves and disappeared into the intertwined nodes of the bamboo house's chains.

buzzing...

In an instant, there was a continuous buzzing sound. In just a few breaths, the continuous buzzing seemed to break the balance inside the bamboo house.

After several violent flashes, the chains in the bamboo house collapsed, and the dark purple animal skin talisman imprinted on Xu Lingtian's seven orifices seemed to have lost all power, its color dimmed, the aura dissipated, and the talisman slowly fell down.

Xu Lingtian's eyelids moved slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.

After a moment of confusion, he returned to clarity, and his eyes were instantly locked on the three people who broke into the bamboo house. At this time, the sharpness dissipates and becomes gentle.

"what's the situation?"

The Changsheng Sect Master’s voice was low.

Xu Lingtian looked bitter: "It should be... the Tianyan Holy Beast!"

The Changsheng Sect Master's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you sure?"

Xu Lingtian nodded: "It should be right."

As the conversation subsided, the leader of the Changsheng Sect stepped forward fiercely, and his palm landed directly on Xu Lingtian's head.

In an instant, a terrifying sword sharpness shot up into the sky, and the bamboo house that lost the blessing of the formation was completely annihilated at this moment, turning into ashes.

And in the next moment, another completely different kendo sharpness burst out, juxtaposed with the first burst of kendo sharpness, also rising into the sky.

The spiritual cloud shattered, the space trembled, and terrifying visions of heaven and earth suddenly emerged.

The two sharp edges appeared together, but there was no confrontation at all. Instead, they intertwined and cooperated with each other. After a few breaths of time, the two sharp edges of the sword that had merged into one fell down and penetrated into Xu Lingtian's body.

The bamboo house no longer exists, and the two of them are hanging in the sky. The sword intent is criss-crossing and surrounding the two of them. The space cannot stop the sharpness of the sword intent. There are ripples, and tiny space cracks disappear and emerge one after another.

Under such terror, Chu Mu and Xu Changqing also retreated more than ten feet one after another to avoid the great terror that surrounded them.

Fortunately, this great terror did not last long. In less than a quarter of an hour, it slowly disappeared.

"This power exceeds the limit of the Nascent Soul Realm!"

The two slowly opened their eyes, and the leader of the Changsheng Sect slowly spoke. At this moment, his voice was obviously a little heavier.

After saying this, Xu Changqing's face turned a little pale. Although Chu Mu's expression was calm, his heart was shaking like a river.

There are not many powers in this world of immortality that exceed the limits of the Nascent Soul.

After all, there are not a few ancient treasures handed down from ancient times, and every ancient treasure also has great power that transcends the realm of Nascent Soul.

It is said that the treasure of the Changsheng Sect is an ancient treasure that has been handed down from ancient times and has been controlled by the heads of the Changsheng Sect in the past.

However, no matter how powerful the ancient treasure is, it is still a dead object and needs to be manipulated by living beings to exert its power.

And with the power of the ancient treasure that transcends the realm of Yuanying, ordinary Yuanying is powerful. Even if the ancient treasure is used, it may be difficult to support the burst of the power of the ancient treasure.

It is even more impossible to quietly invade the soul of this Sword Dao Nascent Soul and corrode its mind.

With all these factors, there seems to be only one answer...

Since the ancient heavenly palace collapsed, the path to ascension has been cut off...

In this world of cultivating immortals, apart from the Tianyan Holy Beast that was suppressed in the ruins of the Heavenly Palace, where else can there be any power that can quietly influence the swordsmanship of a middle-stage Nascent Soul?

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(End of this chapter)