The Ji Family's Pride

Chapter 330 The Fifth Level of Sword Power

silence.

silent.

The five mountains in the center of the Sword Immortal Realm are fully engraved with Wu Bao swordsmanship that surpasses the limits of the Heavenly Dao. Under the pressure of the five Wu Bao peaks, the entire Sword Immortal Realm feels as if it is taller than the Heavenly Dao.

“It’s quiet here.”

Ji Xiaoshan sat quietly in front of the mountain.
He arrived not far from him and saw Fairy Yun Jin also sitting cross-legged on a large rock with her eyes closed.

Ji Xiaoshan withdrew his gaze, grasped the wine jug in one hand, and looked at the criss-crossing sword techniques on the mountain wall in front of him with a calm look.

At this glance, the entire sword technique is immediately apparent.

"Wow~~~"

The mysterious sword skills contained in the sword marks on the mountain suddenly surged into Ji Xiaoshan's mind like a wave and couldn't help but rush into his mind.

"Ok?"

"This sword intention..."

In a trance, Ji Xiaoshan seemed to see a peerless strong man in a plain robe, with an upright figure but an ethereal look, slowly emerging. There was endless sword intent in that man's eyes, and as the long sword in his hand slowly danced, a majestic momentum that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart burst out.

Every move and every style returns to its original simplicity, and is filled with endless mysterious sword intent.

"call!"

soon.

In just a moment, Ji Xiaoshan suddenly woke up.

"It seems that it is not my illusion."

Ji Xiaoshan's eyes showed a hint of thought, "The sword marks left on Wu Baofeng, the sword intent contained in them... Endless years have passed, but they can still affect me. The understanding of the sword way of this Beixiu World God is really terrifying."

The sword techniques that Ji Xiaoshan comprehended in Fengshen Sect, even those that surpassed the limits of the Heavenly Dao, were only a complete set of sword techniques.

Although he could remember it completely, those powerful people who left behind sword skills did not leave behind the sword intent like the God of Beixiu World.

There is a huge difference between swordsmanship with sword intent and swordsmanship without sword intent. After all, with the reference of sword intent, it can also help practitioners quickly comprehend swordsmanship.

When Ji Xiaoshan was in the Fufeng small world, he could sense the sword intent contained in the scattered sword techniques left by the gods of the Beixiu world.

It's just that because the swordsmanship is too scattered and too unsystematic, it is not very obvious.

But when he came to Wu Baofeng and observed this complete sword technique up close, he was able to perceive with extreme clarity the most complete sword intent left by the God of the Beixiu World.

Ji Xiaoshan has no shortage of swordsmanship that surpasses the limits of heaven.

But the sword intent left by the God of Beixiu World is more precious to Ji Xiaoshan than the swordsmanship itself.

"But the Wubao swordsmanship left by the gods of the Beixiu world does have many merits. If I can learn the mysteries contained in it as much as possible, it will greatly increase the speed of my instant shadow attack."

Ji Xiaoshan murmured in his heart, "But my sword power has already reached the fourth level. In fact, during these years in the Sky-peeping Taihao Tower, I have been comprehending the power of the origin of the sword, which has allowed my sword power to reach the peak of the fourth level."

"But it has raised the sword power from the spiritual level to the 'divine' level. But it is still a little short of entering the fifth level 'Sword God Realm'."

Ji Xiaoshan shook his head. That shackle was always there, preventing him from breaking through.

But enlightenment is just a matter of a glimmer of inspiration. If you catch it, the shackles will fall apart in an instant. But if you don't catch it, you can only rely on time to slowly grind it.

After all, even for Ji Xiaoshan, who had countless opportunities, the time for cultivation was ultimately too short.

Ji Xiaoshan shook his head slightly, and then suppressed the thousands of thoughts in his mind.

He stood up and walked forward to the first Wubao Peak, carefully looking at the sword marks on the mountain wall.

Observing the sword intent made him feel for the first time how close he was to the fifth level of sword power!
……

Time passes and days go by.

Ji Xiaoshan left behind an incarnation to constantly watch the sword intent on Wu Baofeng. The second soul was in the Sky-Watching Taihao Tower, maintaining a 200-fold time acceleration.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

……

In the chaos outside the Three Realms, inside the world prison.

In a small valley, there are still traces of the great war that have not completely disappeared, but above these ruins, there is still a riot of color.

In the valley, there was a silver-haired man, who was the True God of Release, who was taking care of some newly cultivated flowers and plants.

Although he cultivated batch after batch of flowers and plants in just a few decades, so many that he could hardly count them, he still enjoyed it.

The habit of maintaining it for four or five Chaos Ages would obviously not be easily abandoned. Even if they had spent a lot of effort to cultivate it, their final fate would still be annihilated by the aftermath of the battle.

"Release from prison."

suddenly.

A voice sounded from far away in the sky, and it reverberated very quickly in this small prison world. Finally, it reached the ears of the True God of Release.

"Hmm?" The True God of Release, who was fiddling with flowers and plants, heard the extremely familiar voice, his expression changed, and there was even a hint of helplessness on his face.

"This." The True God of Release Hell whispered softly, "These flowers and plants of mine... these flowers and plants have only been grown for a short time. Now, they are ruined again."

The True God of Release knew that whenever the guardian of the world prison, his extremely evil master, came to this small valley, the flowers and plants he had spent so much effort to cultivate would inevitably suffer a devastating disaster.

However, the True God of Release Prison did not resist in his heart, because every time Ji Xiaoshan came to him, it meant that the strength of his master had increased!

And he could also have a great battle. This was the most comfortable period of time in the past four or five chaotic eras.

After all, a person imprisoned in this dark prison is lonely. It is extremely lonely, but few practitioners can always withstand this loneliness.

The True God of Release Hell shook his head slightly, "This time, we can't let all these flowers and plants be destroyed!" He just waved his sleeves and immediately moved all the flowers and plants in front of him to the cave he carried with him.

"Are you done?" Ji Xiaoshan smiled as he stood high in the sky. The True God of Prison had already recognized him as his master and followed him before, so he had at least the most basic protection, so he naturally couldn't oppress him too much.

Moreover, Ji Xiaoshan has come here countless times over the years and has fought with the True God of Prison countless times, so he is no longer surprised.

"It's ready! These flowers and plants are the most precious to me." The True God Shiyu looked up at Ji Xiaoshan in the sky and smiled slightly. After everything was packed up, he turned into a stream of light and soared into the sky.

He came in front of Ji Xiaoshan and said respectfully, "Master."

"Yeah." Ji Xiaoshan nodded slightly, and said, "As usual, let's have a fight!"

"Another fight?" The True God of Release Hell nodded, and his body shook, revealing three heads and six arms. Suddenly, two more heads and four more arms appeared. Six arms, each holding a short stick.

Of course, magic weapons are needed for fighting, and these six short sticks emitting powerful aura are the magic weapons that Ji Xiaoshan returned to the True God Shiyu.

"Let's fight again!" Ji Xiaoshan smiled slightly, and six immortal swords that also emitted the level of innate spiritual treasures appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Six immortal swords of the innate spiritual treasure level, versus six short sticks of the innate spiritual treasure level of the True God of Release Prison. This is fair. "Go!" Ji Xiaoshan pointed from a distance, and the six immortal swords in front of him, which exuded a powerful aura, trembled and immediately turned into six dazzling sword lights, all of which performed Qingping sword skills, whistling across the sky, and killing the True God of Release Prison from all directions.

"Hmm? It's the same sword technique again. No! This sword technique..." The True God of Release Prison focused his eyes, "This sword technique seems to have become more powerful, and the speed has become faster!"

In the sky, six dazzling sword lights were controlled by Ji Xiaoshan, each of them could rival the limit of the Heavenly Dao, and all of them were extremely ghostly.

"You have a good eye!" Ji Xiaoshan smiled, and with a thought, the eighteen first-class immortals merged into one. The immortal magic power that was enough to rival that of a half-step first-class ancestor immortal was violently poured into the six immortal swords.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

The speed of the six sword lights emitting a terrifying aura suddenly increased dramatically, even surpassing the limit of the Heavenly Dao.

"Break it for me!" The God of Prison with three heads and six arms came forward directly. The six short sticks in his hands flashed with streams of light. At first glance, there was a faint shadow of Tai Chi flowing on each stick.

boom! boom! boom!
The terrifying collision produced a huge roar.

Almost in a line, they sounded at the same moment. Suddenly, it was like a landslide, and the valley below, which had already turned into ruins, collapsed and destroyed directly under the aftermath of the collision.

"Hahaha! What a joy!" Ji Xiaoshan laughed heartily, with a crazy fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Come again!"

Under the control of his terrifying mind, the six immortal swords floating in the sky once again turned into streams of light.

Some were strange and ethereal, some were extremely heavy, and they were extremely fast. They crisscrossed with each other, so that the entire sky was almost filled with sword light.

“Hahaha!” The True God of Release also laughed out loud, “Great! Great! Come again!”

He and Ji Xiaoshan had fought countless times in this prison world, and whenever Ji Xiaoshan came, he never refused. In addition to recognizing Ji Xiaoshan as his master, another reason was that fighting each other would be of great benefit to both sides.

You know, the Wuji power and Taiji power of the True God of Prison have reached the fifth level, and even the two original powers have been perfectly integrated by him.

Originally, the True God of Release thought that he had no hope. After all, he had been imprisoned in the World Prison for five chaotic epochs, and the chances of his Origin Power breaking through to the sixth level were extremely slim.

But every time after fighting with Ji Xiaoshan, he could clearly feel that his understanding of the origin of power had improved a little bit. Although it was very small, it was undoubtedly a great opportunity to improve his strength.

boom! ! !
boom! ! !
boom! ! !
The two sides fought frantically. The space was shattered, revealing patches of emptiness. At this moment, the valley below had been completely destroyed, leaving only large patches of the World Prison's own formation, which could only be destroyed by reaching the level of a World God.

"Sword...what is a sword?"

"Sword God... There is a god in the sword."

"It seems that something is missing."

While Ji Xiaoshan was controlling six magic swords and fighting with the True God Shiyu, all his clones and the second soul sitting in the Kuitian Taihao Tower were sensing the origin of the sword in the chaos.

a long time.

"Sword, the origin of the sword." Ji Xiaoshan murmured.

I saw the six immortal swords in the sky suddenly stop, and just float in the air, emitting sword light, rising and falling continuously.

"Huh?" The True God of Release was startled, and the six short sticks that were fighting madly also stopped.

"Is this... the end?"

The True God of Release stood in the air, looking at Ji Xiaoshan from afar.

At some point, Ji Xiaoshan had closed his eyes... The large amount of sword insights that he had gained in his heart were constantly gathering at this moment, as if pieces of mist were constantly condensing.

at last.

"boom!!!"

All of this mist gathered together, all gathered together. Countless insights quickly condensed into a "seed". A seed that was faintly surrounded by sword energy.

This sword energy seed... is a complete result of Ji Xiaoshan's understanding of the origin of the sword, and it can be felt in his heart.

It is not something visible to the naked eye, but it can be seen through inner perception.

This sword seed is in Ji Xiaoshan's heart.

"call."

Ji Xiaoshan exhaled lightly, opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The sword's perception, the condensed Dao seed, has its own spirit."

"Is this... the seed of the sword?"

The second soul spent hundreds of years gaining enlightenment in the Sky-Watching Taihao Tower at a time speed two hundred times faster. The original body and its thousands of clones simultaneously comprehended the various sword techniques of the Wind God Sect and the Nine-Layer Chaos Restrictions.

This incarnation in the world prison is constantly fighting with true gods and immortals.

At this moment, it finally began to bear fruit.

Buzz~~~
Suddenly, the entire small prison world began to tremble.

A mysterious aura tightly surrounded Ji Xiaoshan. It was a terrifying aura that made countless practitioners tremble. It was a power that came from the origin of the sword in the depths of endless chaos.

That is the breath of the sword.

Gradually, a large number of colorful sword beams began to appear on Ji Xiaoshan's body surface. Under the cover of the sword beams, it seemed as if the whole person had turned into a terrifying divine sword.

"This... This is the fifth level of sword power!" The True God of Prison immediately widened his eyes, extremely shocked, "It's only been a short time!"

At the beginning, even his current clone was unable to do anything to him. That is to say, he had to summon another more powerful clone, relying on the combination of a large number of clones to break all laws, and then he could be forced to submit.

Everything that happened back then is still vivid in my mind, as if it happened just yesterday.

But now...

You should know that his Tai Chi power first broke through to the fifth level, but it took tens of millions of years to break through from the fourth level to the fifth level.

Ji Xiaoshan was immersed in the comprehension of the Sword God Realm at this time, so naturally he had no time to care about the extremely shocked Shiyu Zhenshen standing beside him.

"call."

He exhaled slowly.

At this moment, everything returned to calm, and the colorful sword light that had appeared on Ji Xiaoshan's body before also disappeared.

“I have finally entered the realm of Sword God.” Ji Xiaoshan’s mind moved, buzz buzz buzz ~ ~ ~ Six immortal swords suspended in the air suddenly began to flow with colorful sword beams.

The colorful sword light is extremely agile and has an extremely transcendent and sharp meaning.

Destroy everything!

Indestructible!

This is the fifth level of sword power, the realm of sword god!
(End of this chapter)