From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 338 Myriad Manifestations Sword Ring

"Boom."

Several intersecting rings flashed by, and You Ming's body exploded instantly, turning into nothingness.

He was killed once again.

You Ming's figure appeared in the outside world, and he took a deep breath.

Although his face was still somewhat pale, his eyes were full of excitement.

After enhancing his spatial talent, his spatial perception ability improved significantly. As a [Spatial Descendant], he walks through space, and those who lack spatial perception are completely unaware of the fluctuations in space.

Now, You Ming can detect anyone who gets within 30 feet of him.

"The next thing to increase is our own attack capabilities."

You Ming's attack methods are mainly area-of-effect attacks. Whether it's the Mirage Flying Sword or the [Supreme Cave Abyss Chaotic God Technique], against opponents weaker than him, even if there are dozens or hundreds of them, they would not be a match for him.

However, once they encounter an assassin-type opponent like the [Skyborn], who is swift in action and has explosive attacks, they will be restrained at every turn.

His [Severing Source Seal] is extremely powerful in single-target attacks, but it is biased towards close-range attacks, and he can't even get close to the body of the [Void Descendant] right now.

Since Youming wants to use speed to fight speed, he not only needs to improve his own speed, but also the ability to burst out instantly while moving.

This is something that cannot be solved by working behind closed doors.

……

It is now the dead of winter, and Bingzhou, located in the north, is covered in a layer of white snow as large, fluffy snowflakes fall.

The once dark and gloomy Yinshan Mountains are now draped in a white veil, appearing much more pristine than usual.

In the middle of Yinshan Mountain, there is a lake as clear as a mirror.

Although snow is falling all around, the lake never freezes, and there is even a faint mist rising from it.

The lake breeze was still, and the surface of Mirror Lake looked as if the entire sky had been pressed into the earth. White snowflakes flew across the lake, making the whole lake even more sacred and clear.

You Ming gracefully rose and landed on the blue stone in the center of the lake. Thick water vapor surrounded his body, seemingly expressing its affection.

Before him, the sword spirits of the two divine swords, Qingji and Chiyun, stood on the water's surface, one on each side.

Compared to before, the Azure Sword Spirit was almost unchanged, dressed in spotless blue robes, with a serene and ethereal expression.

Chi Yun, on the other hand, had changed quite a bit. He was no longer the old man he had been before, but had transformed into a middle-aged man with refined features, though his hair was still somewhat gray.

The two sword spirits had different auras, one cold and one hot, yet they intertwined on the water's surface, creating a sense of balance.

"You said you met someone with profound knowledge of spatial manipulation, and you've never been able to beat him, so you want to improve your burst damage while moving?"

The Crimson Meteor Sword Spirit stood up, stepping onto the lake surface, with a faint sword intent rising around him.

"That's simple. What we sword cultivators excel at is using speed to fight speed."

"I know a set of [Intermittent Flying Divine Sword], which is as fast as lightning and as powerful as fire. It can freely travel between the two sides of space, and it is very powerful."

When Chi Yun heard about the problem You Ming was facing, he thought it was very easy to solve. As he spoke, he even gestured and demonstrated a few moves.

Upon hearing Chi Yun's words, You Ming's eyes immediately lit up.

This sword technique is excellent. If I can extract its main concepts and apply them all to my flying swords, giving them the ability to "enter the void through the gaps," then let's see how the [Void Descendant] can resist.

"You Ming, why do you insist on using speed to defeat speed?"

Just then, the sword spirit of Qingji frowned slightly and asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Because that thing is too powerful. Its true form is hidden deep within space, and its attacks are mysterious, unpredictable, swift, and fierce. No matter how I attack, it can easily dodge and then bombard me from a distance..."

You Ming did not reveal his own copy, but selectively described some of the performance of the [Voidborn].

“I see… Then you shouldn’t try to fight fast.” “I suspect that his attack pattern means he lacks the mana or stamina to sustain a prolonged battle.”

"Choosing to adapt to his attack rhythm will only make you lose yourself."

The Azure Sword Spirit tilted its head, looked at You Ming, and slowly spoke.

Have you ever thought about where your real strengths lie?

Qingji's voice was ethereal, but it carried more confusion than anything else.

"My own strengths..."

You Ming frowned slightly, but something deep inside him seemed to have been touched on a blind spot.

"Your magical power is as vast as the sea. Especially when I saw you a few days ago, your magical power was four or five times stronger than before."

"Your sword rain attacks are endless and spontaneous. Although you have used sword rain before, you have never truly explored the true power of sword rain... or more accurately, the true power of sword formation."

When Qingji mentioned the words "sword formation," You Ming's heart skipped a beat, as if he had grasped something.

"It seems you've come to some understanding."

A smile appeared on the corner of Qingji Sword Spirit's mouth. She raised her hand, her fingertips tracing the surface of the lake, causing the water to tremble.

The tiny ripples of water transformed into countless slender swords, their blades connecting with each other, instantly forming a magnificent array.

The battle formation resembled a city spread out on a lake, densely packed with sword paths like streets and sword blades like city walls. It then transformed into a vast army, with two forces clashing, their killing intent soaring into the sky.

"So my advice to you is that you don't need to play the fast-paced game at all; that's a flawed idea."

"What you need to do is to further enhance your advantages, so much so that the enemy can only be forced to adapt to your fighting rhythm."

"Whatever changes occur, just push through them."

Qingji continued speaking.

You Ming stood there, his mind racing.

After a long while, he let out a sigh of relief.

Yes, I was completely stunned by that [Voidborn One]. No matter how fast I am or how sharp my attacks are, I am just trapped in the enemy's rules.

What he really needs to do is break free from other people's fighting strategies and bring them into his own fighting rhythm.

"Qingji, you're absolutely right. I was mistaken."

You Ming nodded emphatically. No wonder cultivators often value their Daoist partners. This is not just about being lovers, but about walking together on the path of cultivation.

Mutual scrutiny is essential to avoid getting stuck in barriers.

"In that case, I will teach you a sword formation called the [Myriad Manifestations Sword Control Ring]."

With a long roar, Qingji raised a phantom of a long sword from behind him, and a clear sword light burst forth, reflecting a large expanse of sky blue on the lake surface.

The lake water surged and instantly transformed into countless flying swords, swirling rapidly in the void, their cries echoing like the roar of the waves.

"All phenomena represent the power of heaven and earth and all things. Ten thousand swords are as one, without flaw or breakage, their offense and defense like the wheel of heaven..."

Countless flying swords pulled each other together, transforming into a rushing river of light that surged, intertwined, and converged on the water's surface.

Guided by Qingji, Youming closed his eyes and used his divine sense to perceive the sharpness and breath of each flying sword.

He felt as if he were not standing by a lake, but in the center of an endless sea of ​​swords.

The sea of ​​swords surged with his will, crashing against each other like tides. In an instant, a ring of sword light rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky.

(End of this chapter)