Yefutidaolu

Chapter 293 A Roar!

Suddenly, the binding force of the formation came from behind Gao Jian.

Suddenly he felt a weight on his back, as if the entire world was pressing down on him!

The invisible power of the formation burst forth from the ground like thousands of chains, instantly binding his limbs and bones!
The bronze tower carried on the back of the Bixi was flashing. Each rune that lit up seemed to weigh down a mountain, the air solidified like lead, and even breathing became difficult. In the center of the formation, a terrifying suction force tore at his flesh.

Even the bixi, unable to withstand the immense pressure, let out a painful groan!
The tortoise-like creature carrying the tower suddenly went limp, letting out a deafening wail. This colossal beast, said to be able to bear the weight of three mountains, now had its scales shattered and cracks appear in its shell, its limbs sinking deep into the earth's veins under the immense pressure. It painfully raised its head, and blinding sparks flew from where its tortoise shell met the bronze tower.

Gao Jian grunted, his knees buckling as the ground beneath his feet caved in three feet! The runic power of the bronze tower pressed down like a mountain, causing his bones to crack under the immense pressure, and fine beads of blood seeped from his seven orifices. The surrounding air solidified into solid blocks of lead, each breath feeling like swallowing razor blades, his lungs feeling as if they were about to burst.

Gao Jian gritted his teeth, his muscles tense like iron, trying to break free, but the power of the formation tightened more and more, like a net from heaven and earth, pinning him firmly to the spot.

He was forced to stand in front of the guillotine. He could clearly see that the blade was as thick as a door panel, dark red all over, as if it had been soaked in the blood of countless people. There was also a lot of blood rust on the blade. It was murderous and seemed to want to devour all life. The handle was wrapped with dark brown shrouds, and every fold of the shrouds was seeping out the smell of decaying blood.

A terrifying suction force tore at his true energy, like countless fine needles piercing his meridians, frantically seizing his power. Even more terrifying, this guillotine was actually eroding his will—whispers echoed in his ears, like the howls of a thousand vengeful spirits, trying to drag him into an endless abyss!
"Still not falling? Your physical body is quite impressive." Upon seeing this, the Jin family martial artist exclaimed in admiration, but he did not hold back. Instead, his blood and qi smoke soared into the sky, and even the soaring blood and qi smoke was stained with a layer of scarlet baleful aura!
Gao Jian's expression turned somewhat serious as he faced three seventh-realm experts attacking simultaneously.

However, it was more about the cunning that followed the success of the plan.

That's right, after the plan succeeds—

He had finally dragged all three of them into the battle, and then he tensed up abruptly.

The sun and moon appear above the shoulders.

The divine will has turned the world upside down!
The Blood Sea was enough to crush the Blood Sea Lord, enough to bear all living beings, and enough to allow Gao Jian to devour and mend the strange and bizarre things he saw.

With divine will manifested, Gao Jian swung his sword, slashing at the guillotine before him.

There were no dazzling flashes of light, no violent bursts of energy, only a simple, unadorned arc. Yet, in the instant the blade struck, the entire world seemed to be overturned by an invisible giant hand! The scenery before them was like a mirror, layer upon layer of reflections, the earth roared up into mountains, the sea of ​​clouds cascaded down like waterfalls, yin and yang were reversed, and heaven and earth were upside down!

Bixi's four legs went weak and he fell to the ground, no longer able to bear the burden of the battle on his shoulders!

The feng shui master, the array master, and that seventh-realm martial artist suddenly felt themselves enveloped by an unbelievable divine intent!

Before they could even feel the shock, they realized their bodies were "rising"—no, the world was turning upside down! Their vision suddenly shattered into countless fragments, each reflecting their own disintegrating form. Blood and flesh splattered, bones shattered!

At that moment, the feng shui master's eyes narrowed, as if he had made up his mind. He bit his tongue and spat out a mist of blood. The blood droplets condensed into twelve blood-colored Dao seals in the air. This was the Life-Burning Technique. Each Dao seal represented a hundred years of lifespan. Its essence was equivalent to exchanging one's own lifespan with that of the other party!
For every lifespan I lose, you will lose the same amount! This is an exchange of lives.
But the blood seal started to spontaneously combust as soon as it took shape, as if something could even resist the "death of fate".

"Divine barrier? Divine will?!" The purple-robed feng shui master was astonished.

He looked at the sword light just now, and could tell from the immense blood and energy contained within that it was a breakthrough in the essence realm! But he never expected that the opponent had actually broken through the divine realm as well!
Once the essence is opened, the blood and qi are abundant, and vitality is endless, but this cannot resist the supernatural power of life-changing!
But... Divine Barrier can resist supernatural powers!
When people discuss spirit, they invariably say that eyes possess a vibrant energy. Little do they know that the essence of spirit arises from the interaction of the elements: water (the first element) is generated by the element of the heavens, and fire (the second element) is generated by the earth. Only when these elements combine can the spirit follow. When one has abundant inner essence, one will naturally possess a clear and bright spirit. This manifests as stillness in movement, quietude in sitting, easy awakening from sleep, and completeness in work—all signs of a vibrant spirit.

The opponent is full of energy. It is impossible to wear down an opponent who has opened his energy gate by relying on this kind of 'fate'. A martial artist's life is longer than that of a feng shui master!
Good health means a long life!
At the same time, this also means that the person in front of you is... a Grandmaster of Two Gates!?
Gao Jian's full power was finally revealed. He stood in front of the guillotine, his robes faded gray, and the long sword in his hand like a piece of solidified moonlight.

"You enjoy paving your way with living beings? And you crave harsh punishments?" Gao Jian's voice carried a strange resonance, as if it too were wielding a sword: "Then walk the road to the underworld forever."

As the final strike was unleashed, the river of time, stretching for a thousand miles, briefly ceased to flow. The seven protective magical artifacts summoned by the array master shattered simultaneously, and the supernatural powers erected by the purple-robed feng shui master crumbled like bubbles.

This strike doesn't just overturn mountains and seas, it turns the sky in one's heart!
The divine will combined with the sword energy is pouring into their inner world, destroying their physical bodies and souls at the same time!
The warrior mustered his strength and grabbed the guillotine!

The sword intent of 'Strict Law' had not subsided and was still advancing; he was not without a chance!

All the malevolent energy within the guillotine surged forth, seemingly ready to fight Gao Jian to the death! A pitch-black crack was cleaved in the sky, a mark scorched by the accumulated malevolent energy of hundreds of millions of heads. Countless rays of blood leaked from the crack, as if the heavens had opened a million eyes. Wherever the blade had passed, vegetation grew backward, streams flowed backward, and even the wind was forced to blow from the earth to the sky!

only--

Takashi sheathed his sword, and a crisp sound like shattering glass came from behind him.

The Seven Realms Magic Treasure, a guillotine forged from the blood of countless heads, shattered instantly.

The rusty knife in Gao Jian's hand didn't even have a small nick.

When precious swords clash, one of them will inevitably break. Now... the broken one has been determined.

In a flash, all the dark clouds, storms, and billowing smoke from the previous storm dissipated.

The three seventh-level cultivators collapsed simultaneously, their physical bodies and souls both dead.

Two Grandmasters charged head-on at three Seventh Realm experts, and none of them could withstand them. Even the guillotine broke under the rusty blade!
The rusty blade's sharpness was once again revealed; a mere seventh-realm magic weapon, upon direct collision, shattered its opponent!

Looking back now, back at the Imperial Academy, when the rusty knife clashed head-on with the sword of that student, "Chengfeng," the other's sword only suffered a small nick...

One can imagine that the knife was definitely of a higher grade than the 'Strict Law' guillotine in front of them.

People from the capital city are truly amazing.

Thinking about all this, when Gao Jian sheathed his sword, the world fell silent.

The last wisp of divine will dissipated in the wind, a gentle breeze swirling a few withered leaves, sending them twirling in the air before they gently fell. In the distance, some small beasts and birds, which had been hiding somewhere, tentatively called out twice, flapping their wings and taking flight from between the broken branches, skimming over the still trembling cracks in the sea of ​​clouds.

Gao Jian lowered his eyes. The earth that had just been overturned by the sword energy was not much different at the moment. After the sandstorm, the dust and smoke of the desert had blown away all traces of the bloody smell.

Gao Jian silently counted.

Three seventh-realm experts were no match for him. Even with his full strength, the three powerful seventh-realm experts belonging to aristocratic families were only at this level.

Two Grandmasters are indeed formidable; the combined power resulting from their abundant energy is unbelievably strong.

For example, in the previous method of fate exchange, if one only had the essence barrier, the other might have succeeded in exchanging fates. However, if the divine barrier was opened and the spirit was perfected, the other would be completely unmoved and unable to gain any insight.

Think about it, when a person is very energetic, everyone will say that he is very 'spirited'. This shows the importance of spirit. Before the spirit is abundant and fulfilling, the method of changing one's life is really nothing.

only……

Gao Jian raised his head, standing atop the Bixi's head. He looked at an even taller beast before him, the 'Mountain-Splitting Rhinoceros' that had been splitting the mountain ahead. As this beast moved, its front horn would lightly touch the mountainside, causing the thousand-foot-high peaks to automatically part like a curtain, only to close again after it had passed through. The enemy wasn't finished yet.

In the sky, another eighth-realm martial artist stood on the horn of the Mountain-Splitting Rhinoceros, staring at Gao Jian.

He did not make a move.

Takashi knew the reason, because... Takashi had demonstrated both divine and spiritual power.

A Grandmaster of Two Passes?
Judging from his aura, he's only at the sixth realm?
It's unreasonable, but it happened anyway.

The eighth-realm warrior stood atop the single horn of the Mountain-Splitting Rhinoceros, his aura as deep and unfathomable as a prison. The mere pressure emanating from him made Gao Jian feel as if the surrounding aura had solidified into a tangible substance.

However, when he gazed at Gao Jian, a barely perceptible hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.

The masked man standing there with a knife, who clearly only appeared to be at the sixth level of cultivation, far inferior to him, gave him a sense of unease, like a thorn in his back. Was that the Divine Gate and the Essence Gate? Really? The sixth level of cultivation must have been concealed and altered; the divine will and essence he had just displayed would not be faked.

This is a genuine master of both levels.

The lowest level... is the eighth realm, which means being at the same level as oneself.

Especially the seemingly ordinary rusty knife in Gao Jian's hand. That knife didn't have any special aura, but it still managed to cut through that 'Yan Fa'. He knew what level Yan Fa, the guillotine, was at.

“Interesting.” The eighth-realm martial artist spoke slowly, his voice like the clang of metal, causing the surrounding air to hum. “Who exactly are you? You came here, killed people, and even slew one of my priceless beasts. What are you trying to do?”

He appeared calm on the surface, but was actually on guard. His internal energy had already been pushed to its limit, emitting a roaring sound like a surging river in his meridians, but his appearance remained unchanged.

As an eighth-realm expert, he knew very well that he was not among the strongest in the world.

The mountain-splitting rhinoceros seemed to sense its master's caution and nervously pawed at its giant hooves.

"What are you doing?" Gao Jian tilted his head. "Are you stupid? Or are you trying to stall for time? I came here to kill people, so why do you think I am? Leave these things behind, and then... get lost."

"Leave these things behind?" The eighth-realm martial artist glanced at the surrounding giant beasts. "If I leave them for you, can you even move them?"

"Whether I can move or not is my own business, and it has nothing to do with you. Or are you going to have a fight with me?" Gao Jian said casually.

Is it easy?
Of course it wasn't easy. In fact, he was extremely nervous. Given the current situation, if he were to directly clash with the Eight Realms, it was really hard to say whether Gao Jian could win.

But...

This is also part of the Gaojian Project.

From the very beginning, when Gao Jian appeared and slew the giant beast, he had already planned the entire battle.

Faced with a sudden attack, the opponent will definitely choose to be cautious at this time. And when facing a martial artist, the way to be cautious is very simple: have the array master and feng shui master test the situation to see what is going on, while having the Eight Realms behind them guard the surrounding situation.

By feigning weakness at this moment, Gao Jian could lure the enemy out and draw out that seventh-realm martial artist.

Even if he were to fight two opponents, Gao Jian could still win, but his weakness lies in his poor pursuit ability. If his opponents really wanted to escape, Gao Jian would not be able to catch them. His current mobility is quite weak, not much different from that of a sixth-realm cultivator.

Although his divine will can overwhelm the sea of ​​blood, and he can even kill a seventh-realm expert when his spirit is at its peak, his other normal abilities are actually not much different from those of a sixth-realm expert martial artist.

Therefore, it is necessary to lure the snake out of its hole.

After successfully luring the snake out of its hole... they took advantage of their inattention and used the combined power of two gates to kill the three of them.

In this way, they can intimidate the eighth-realm cultivator who has been watching from behind.

Now, the situation is clear.

Do you dare to make a move against this eighth-realm expert before you?

Gao Jian waited for the other party, watching him.

The eighth-realm martial artist from the Jin family clenched his fist and then relaxed it.

He is observing insightful opinions.

Gao Jian's aura wasn't entirely concealed; rather, it was like an undercurrent beneath the deep sea—calm on the surface, yet harboring something unsettling deep within. He even wondered if he had misjudged him.
"Could he be some reclusive ancient monster?"

The thought flashed through his mind, but it made his muscles tense slightly.

"No, impossible. If he really had that kind of strength, why waste words? He should just attack directly."

But then he hesitated.

"But what if... he's waiting for something?"

The eighth-realm martial artist glanced around out of the corner of his eye. The wasteland was silent, save for the wind swirling sand and gravel. But the calmer it was, the more uneasy he felt.

Gao Jian remained motionless, holding his knife at an angle, looking up at his opponent.

Are you coming?

war?

Or are you saying, retreat?

A dignified Eight Realms expert... at this moment, he felt caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to fight or flee.

But at that moment, Gao Jian suddenly shouted!
"Why do you neither fight nor retreat?!"

(End of this chapter)