From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 280 Doomsday Sword Rain
You Ming stood quietly beneath the sky with one hand behind his back, his eyes reflecting the shadows of ten thousand swords. It seemed that the trajectory of each flying sword was under his complete control.

Ten thousand sword lights transformed into a chilling sky curtain, falling from the heavens like a divine pen, ready to annihilate all hostility, all dissent, and all resentment on the mirror platform!
In one corner of the mirror stand, hundreds of Dharma-image cultivators stand, each with an imposing presence and extraordinary bearing.

Some rode on fiery phoenixes soaring through the heavens, some carried the mountain-suppressing stone seal, and some donned armor and wielded spears, transforming into divine generals and heavenly soldiers.

The most powerful Dharma Aspect cultivators from each sect all displayed their ultimate spiritual foundation.

However, at this moment, almost all the Dharma Aspect cultivators trembled with fear, as if they had witnessed the end of the world.

One after another, flying swords streaked across the sky like shooting stars, carrying with them a chilling sword aura as they hurtled towards the heavens.

With a single sword strike, the magical power of a cultivator's Dharma form trembled; with another, the cultivator's body became unsteady; and with the third, even the protective divine light shattered...

With the hundredth sword strike, the Dharma Image was completely blasted into nothingness.

"Crackling."

At this moment, "sword rain" is not a figure of speech, but a genuine and objective description.

The sheer number of these flying swords was like a torrential downpour.

Just as a cultivator's avatar was about to unleash his supernatural power, it was pierced by seven flying swords from different angles, instantly shattering into fragmented sparks.

A Buddha statue, ten feet tall and glaring like a fierce Vajra, suddenly clasped its hands together to block, but a flying sword pierced through the gap between its hands and went straight to its brow. Then dozens of flying swords came whistling in, and the entire statue exploded.

Just as a golden-feathered roc with wings spanning a thousand feet took flight, nearly a hundred flying swords swarmed in from all directions, moving with extreme speed. Each sword slashed off a feather, and the final sword sliced ​​through the bird's throat. The sound ceased before the sword even reached the bird, and the roc fell, leaving only a pool of blood in the air.

……

A massacre, it was nothing short of a massacre.

No matter what methods they used, they had no chance to resist these flying swords that consumed no resources.

Even more terrifying is that for every flying sword that is lost, another new sword is created in the void, constantly regenerating without end.

Flying swords flew in droves, densely packed, like a torrent of metal sweeping across the heavens and earth.

Unbreakable, inexhaustible. Destroy one sword, and another will spring forth.

Countless cultivators crumbled and fell beneath this overwhelming sword curtain.

You Ming stood calmly in the center of the sword tide, his aura completely concentrated, as still as an abyss.

Endless flying swords, never ceasing.

"It's too fierce. I really can't imagine what kind of methods can be used to fight against it."

Chen Xiujie was panting heavily. He and He Yunlong had been fighting for a while, and the two were evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

He was stronger, but He Yunlong had better recovery ability, so it was impossible to determine a winner in a short time.

"Swish swish."

With a thought, You Ming unleashed hundreds of flying swords that pierced straight through a cultivator's body, completely destroying his Dharma form.

These hundreds of flying swords were thus destroyed.

At this moment, there were no more flying swords around You Ming.

He also appeared somewhat ethereal, after all, the prerequisite for the endless transformation of flying swords was that he had enough magical power.

He had exerted all his power of Dharma power for an hour, but now his power was depleted and difficult to maintain.

Even though he showed signs of weakness, no one dared to approach him at this moment.

You Ming had used this tactic several times before. Each time, he would pretend to be weak to lure the enemy over, and then generate a massive number of flying swords to wipe out the pursuing enemies in one fell swoop.

After several such exchanges, no one believed him anymore.

But this time, You Ming really couldn't hold on any longer.

"However, the number of Dharma Aspect cultivators I killed with my flying sword this time should be enough for me to take first place..."

You Ming silently calculated for a moment, then directly shattered his own Dharma form, his body dissipating and leaving the mirror platform. "Dead?"

"So his weakness is that he can't last long!"

Many people were stunned when they saw You Ming take his own life and leave the mirror platform. Then, each of them had their own thoughts.

He Yunlong, in particular, silently remembered him.

You Ming's terrifying flying sword could only be maintained for one hour, which was far too short compared to the Dharma forms of others.

Even if a normal person were to fight at full strength, their Dharma form could easily last for a day and a night.

However, this also shows how much You Ming had consumed, since You Ming's mana was many times that of ordinary cultivators of the same level.

Having flaws is good; having flaws means you can overcome them.

You Ming felt a blur before his eyes, and his consciousness returned to his original body.

He did not conceal the fact that his Dharma form could only last for an hour, because he was confident that as long as he could see the [Great Dao Stele], he would be able to comprehend a more powerful Dharma and completely make up for this deficiency.

Even if the battery life can't be extended to a full day and night, just a few extra hours would be enough to thwart anyone who tries to scheme against him.

"You Ming, you're amazing."

Just as You Ming was silently adjusting his magical power, a voice reached his ears.

Although he didn't look up, he knew who was talking to him.

"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Brother Lü."

You Ming cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the head of the lotus platform.

"Come visit my place at [Jimu Cliff] when you have time, let's exchange ideas."

Lu Boyang smiled and extended a gesture of goodwill to You Ming.

Although he was a member of the immortal sect, the path he followed was actually closer to the divine path. Therefore, after witnessing You Ming's amazing skills, he took the initiative to greet him.

"must."

You Ming himself is not aloof; it's just that those immortal cultivators targeted him too much in the past, which is why he launched a strong counterattack.

Now that Lü Boyang is showing him goodwill, he is naturally responding politely.

……

As time went by, cultivators gradually left the [Mirror Platform].

However, the first thing these people did upon returning to the real world was to secretly glance at You Ming.

After the prodigy You Ming left, the intensity of the battle on the Mirror Platform returned to normal. The strong hunted down the weak, and the weak united to fight back and kill the strong.

"Alas, it's a pity that I couldn't defeat that pretty boy's Dharma form. Instead, he gathered a few people and beat me up."

After a while, Chen Xiujie also returned to his lotus platform.

However, judging from his expression, it was clear that he was somewhat unwilling.

"I forgot about He Yunlong. I should have taken care of him from the beginning."

You Ming, who was listening nearby, suddenly remembered that he had overlooked He Yunlong. There were just too many people around, and he hadn't paid much attention to him.

“Brother Youming, if you take him down first, then I’ll really have no opponent left.”

Chen Xiujie grinned at You Ming.

He didn't have any complaints, but as a martial arts fanatic, he still hoped to find more equally matched cultivators to spar with.

(End of this chapter)