Chu Jiayi grunted, her boneless body trembling violently.
A flush of red and white crossed her face, as if blood was surging upwards. Her bright red lips suddenly turned dark purple, clearly injured by the spear qi.
Chu Jiayi's beautiful face, like a flower, changed dramatically.
She seemed incredulous, but she did not wait for death. She shouted and patted her storage bag. A dark blue immortal sword shot out.
The dark blue immortal sword transformed into a water phoenix, instantly solidifying and circling around her.
The surging and powerful sound rang out again, like roaring rapids or a high-pitched phoenix cry.
As a proud female prodigy, Chu Jiayi naturally had her own arrogance. She absolutely refused to be defeated so easily by a boy of thirteen or fourteen, no matter who this child was.
Gazing quietly at the dancing water phoenix before him, Zhu Hongzhang's innocent young face showed no fear. Instead, he looked joyful and excited.
Beneath fame, there are no weaklings.
Zhu Hongzhang did not believe that he could defeat Chu Jiayi so easily, nor did he think Chu Jiayi was truly useless.
If not for his powerful treasures, he would likely be the one being ground into the dirt right now.
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However, for the sake of so-called "fairness," to not use treasures would be the act of a great fool, wouldn't it?
Zhu Hongzhang took a deep breath and let out a long roar, activating another mode of the Immortal Blood Spear.
The tip of the Immortal Blood Spear turned a bloody red, exuding a terrifying aura of killing intent.
"Boom!"
The water phoenix shattered, and Chu Jiayi spat out another mouthful of blood. She shook her head. No matter how unwilling she was, there was nothing she could do...
She could only admit defeat and leave this continent fragment.
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It turned out that in that instant, the bloody red Immortal Blood Spear pierced through the dark blue immortal sword, shattering it into countless beautiful fragments.
As Chu Jiayi was one with the dark blue immortal sword, she suffered a severe internal injury, forcing her to concede.
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"Zhu Hongzhang wins!"
Zhu Hongzhang successfully advanced to the top four.
Zhu Hongzhang became the last inner disciple to qualify for the semi-finals.
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At the peak of the Qionghua Giant Peak, within the Taiyi Immortal Palace.
Zhu Hongshen, the ancestor of the Purple Mansion, sat on his throne before an immortal mirror that illuminated all things in the world. He shook his head and smiled helplessly as he watched the performance of his descendant.
As a cultivator in the Purple Mansion stage and the leader of the Taiyi Immortal Sect, it was indeed rare for him to experience such helplessness.
Zhu Hongye knew that if Zhu Hongzhang could unleash even thirty percent of the power of his treasures, he would be enough to defeat any Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Zhu Hongshen gazed leisurely towards the sky, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.
He muttered to himself, "Two thousand years have passed, and my lifespan is not much left. Yet, my direct descendants have not truly grown up. Time waits for no one!"
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Cultivators above the Nascent Soul stage could touch upon the Great Dao.
As for cultivators in the Purple Mansion stage, they could control the Great Dao.
The Purple Mansion stage was different from other realms.
The Purple Mansion stage was an extremely special realm.
The three heavens of the Purple Mansion stage, each level was distinct.
The difference between one heaven and another was far greater than the difference between the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Establishment stage.
Break through the three heavens and gaze upon the position of the Divine Transformation Venerable!
Purple Mansion Stage First Heaven - Dao Manipulation Stage.
Lifespan - Three thousand years!
Purple Mansion Stage Second Heaven - Dao Passage Stage.
Lifespan - Six thousand years!
Purple Mansion Stage Third Heaven - Dao Mastery Stage.
Lifespan - Nine thousand years!
The reason for such a vast difference was that cultivators who reached the Purple Mansion stage could truly master the three thousand laws of the Great Dao in the world.
In the current immortal cultivation world where Divine Transformation stage cultivators were absent, Purple Mansion stage cultivators were akin to Heaven, embodying the majestic will of Heaven.
Each of the three thousand Great Daos could lead to enlightenment, and merging with the Dao led to Divine Transformation!
In the immortal cultivation world, only the three thousand Great Daos could truly break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, transcend oneself, and become an ancestor or a god!
Cultivating myriad heavenly rules and comprehending countless heavenly laws were necessary for transcendence, to attain freedom, and to be unbound by heaven and earth.
Each Great Dao, when cultivated to its extreme, could lead to the very end, achieving the supreme Divine Transformation stage.
Purple Mansion stage cultivators were beings who mastered laws and were invincible in the world.
Only cultivators who could condense their own Great Dao were true powerhouses!
The power of laws could be touched upon from the Nascent Soul stage. Nascent Soul cultivators could comprehend any of the ten thousand minor Daos under the three thousand Great Daos.
However, in terms of the power of laws, Nascent Soul cultivators were merely beginners.
For Nascent Soul cultivators to advance to the Purple Mansion stage, they needed more than just one of the ten thousand minor Daos. They needed to master ten fusionable ten thousand minor Daos to condense one of the three thousand Great Daos.
When a Nascent Soul cultivator initially merges with one of the three thousand Great Daos, they can advance to the Purple Mansion stage.
Purple Mansion stage cultivators wielding the power of rules could not be resisted by cultivators below the Purple Mansion stage with a single casual strike.
Moreover, Purple Mansion stage cultivators used spiritual treasures condensed over thousands of years.
Each spiritual treasure could be passed down for countless years, through many generations, and serve as a treasure that suppressed the fortune of a sect.
Of course, the lifespans of different races varied. The human race's lifespan was considered short among the myriad races.
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It could be said that in the immortal cultivation world, only sects possessing Purple Mansion stage cultivators could be considered dominant powers.
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Semi-finals.
Wu Tao faced Yan Yan.
In terms of raw attack power, Wu Tao, as a sword cultivator, naturally surpassed Yan Yan.
However, the strength of attack power was not the sole determinant of a battle's outcome. There were too many factors, such as speed, treasures, and so on.
Due to his physical condition, Wu Tao dared not use excessively strong sword techniques.
Therefore, at the beginning, Wu Tao swung the Chu Xi sword, condensing sword qi into threads of sword energy.
His spiritual power was highly compressed, allowing him to unleash hundreds of swords in an instant. The sword qi was like weaving, dense as a net!
These highly compressed sword threads were extremely sharp and difficult to destroy, and most importantly, they conserved spiritual energy.
Furthermore, Wu Tao's attack speed was very fast. He always targeted Yan Yan's weaknesses, leaving Yan Yan no opportunity to counterattack.
Yan Yan struggled to unleash his full strength. Facing the terrifying sword qi, he was overwhelmed and repeatedly struck.
However, as Feng Junyi's nephew, Yan Yan possessed a plethora of means.
Yan Yan snorted coldly and used a precious fire-attribute talisman to buy himself a few seconds.
Then, he reached into his storage bag and retrieved a renowned remnant treasure from the ancient era, the "Sun God Token."
"Strange, what is this peculiar object?"
Wu Tao's brow furrowed, and he became alert.
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Centering on Yan Yan's raised hands, the temperature within a radius of over ten li suddenly rose, and flames erupted all around.
This Sun God Token was only slightly larger than an adult's fist, narrower at the top and wider at the bottom. It was entirely made of crimson crystal, and carved with ten red suns.
These ten red suns were not merely carved by ordinary artisans. They were imprinted by supreme cultivators using great divine abilities.
The Sun God Token emitted an invisible fluctuation, like a moving source of fire.
The entire Sun God Token was made from Fusang wood.
And this Fusang wood was an extremely precious Heavenly Grade Low-tier spiritual material.
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Suddenly, Yan Yan took a step forward, accompanied by a deafening roar.
He raised his palm, spread his fingers wide, and fiercely brought it down.
A crow's cry echoed, accompanied by dazzling flames. Ten red suns suddenly appeared.
Facing the ten furiously burning red suns, Wu Tao, whose body was already somewhat compromised, could only fight with all his might from the outset.
After all, he had fought his way this far. To give up now would be a betrayal of all his previous efforts.
Enveloped by golden sword qi, Wu Tao was like a sword immortal.
Sword cries resonated continuously, and a powerful sword intent pierced through the clouds in the sky.
On the other side, Yan Yan's eyes flashed with an inexplicable expression upon seeing this.
He let out a soft "hmm" and muttered, "Foolish. With your current half-crippled body, you think you can fight me? Truly overestimating yourself."
"Using my body as the bow, and the Chu Xi sword as the arrow!"
Wu Tao, using the Heavenly Will Sword Control Technique, transformed the Chu Xi sword into an arrow. Even before it was shot, this arrow seemed to possess the power to pierce through heaven and earth.
A large amount of essence blood slowly dripped, merging into the Chu Xi sword. With the aid of this essence blood, the arrow formed by the Chu Xi sword became even more terrifying in its power.
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Meanwhile.
"All ten suns, go forth! Burn the heavens and destroy the earth, annihilate everything!"
Yan Yan held the Sun God Token in his right hand and lightly pointed it in Wu Tao's direction.
Ten blazing suns simultaneously surged towards Wu Tao, intending to defeat him in one fell swoop.
At this moment, each of the ten suns harbored immense fire-attribute spiritual energy. If they landed on Wu Tao, he would undoubtedly be defeated.
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"Hahahaha, this is what I was waiting for! My body is the bow, the sword is the arrow, shooting down the suns!"
As the sword light on the Chu Xi sword flowed, it split into ten.
Each of the ten sword shadows, carrying sharp sword qi, sliced through the sky and struck the ten furiously burning suns.
Sword qi crisscrossed, and the great suns fell.
The ten great suns transformed into countless fragments, scattering onto the ground.
Meanwhile!
A roar of rage echoed all around.
Because Yan Yan's divine sense was attached to the ten great suns, its destruction backfired on him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
His handsome and refined face now flashed with boundless rage.
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A wind, from whence it came, blew up Wu Tao's long black hair. A face that was ordinary showed a coldness that could freeze the soul.
At this moment, Wu Tao's complexion was extremely pale and weak, but he still gazed at Yan Yan with firm eyes, his gaze filled with boundless fighting spirit.
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