Chapter 1835: Pursuit of Jie Canghai
ng Shaochu stared at the double-headed blood lion's belly, then glanced at Zhang Ruochin who remained calm. A firm resolve formed in his heart: he would return to the royal city and definitely ask his...In the Eastern Sacred City, even the sea area is dotted with numerous inscription patterns that can control a cultivator's destructive power within a certain range, preventing an all-out battle between nine-step Saint Kings from destroying the entire city.
Even so, Jie Canghai swung his axe, and within hundreds of miles, the sea became a raging tempest.
A man with blood on his face remained calm as he stood up, his slender fingers pointing upwards.
"Wow!"
Thousands upon thousands of rules surged from his fingertips, forming a circular shield measuring a hundred meters in diameter. It resembled a gigantic mushroom growing on the surface of the sea.
The Xuan Tian Battle Axe slashed onto the shield imprint, unleashing a terrifying energy storm.
The surrounding seawater, squeezed and compressed, rose up to form a ring of water mountains reaching thousands of meters high.
Then, the circular water mountain surged in all directions, submerging island after island.
Three hundred li away, Zhang Ruochin's hiding island was also affected.
Suddenly, the island shattered into pieces and sank to the bottom of the sea.
Zhang Ruochen fell into the sea, his whole body in excruciating pain, as if he had been slapped by a powerhouse at the Dao Domain Realm. Fortunately, his physical body was strong, otherwise, he would definitely have been injured.
"The cultivators of the Dao Domain are too terrifying. Even from hundreds of miles away, the aftershocks of their battle almost injured me."
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For cultivators below the Saint Realm, the battlefields within a thousand miles of the Dao Domain Realm are forbidden zones.
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He put all his strength into the axe blow, but it was effortlessly deflected by the opponent. For the first time since becoming a disciple of the Great Sage, Jie Cang Hai felt a twinge of fear towards this terrifying person.
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It's improper to come without returning the greeting, you should take my sword as well.
The man with the blood-red hair did not draw his sword; he remained standing on the small boat.
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If there was a great sage nearby, he would be able to see that the sword light was actually a human figure flying at high speed. The figure looked exactly like the man with red hair.
Even the creatures under the Great Saint's might find it hard to see this clearly.
Jie Canghai, after all, was an old monster of the Dao domain realm. He guessed the essence of that sword light and exclaimed: "Sword Soul, you have actually cultivated such a terrifying Sword Soul."
That sword light, it was the Blood-haired Man's sword soul.
Only when one has cultivated the Sword Nine Technique to a certain extent can they cultivate the Sword Soul.
The deeper the understanding, the stronger the Sword Soul.
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A flash of sword light collided with the stone mountain.
The mountain erupted, shattering into pieces.
A sword light pierced through Jie Canghai's chest, passing straight through him.
Ji Cang Hai's body was unscathed, but his holy soul had been severely wounded by the blood-cloaked man's sword soul. He suffered a splitting headache and even struggled to control the flow of his holy energy and Dao rules within him.
Holy Spirit and the rules of the Holy Path, have become chaotic.
On the other side, a man with blood-red hair in a small boat sped towards him like an arrow leaving the bow. His crimson hair fluttered, making him look like an unparalleled celestial being.
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