As the ice blade continuously slashed, Wang Qingyu sent off one elite inner disciple after another.
"Impossible!"
"This is utterly impossible!"
Gazing at Wang Qingyu, who was crushing them one by one with overwhelming force, the remaining disciples' faces changed drastically, their features filled with shock.
"You clearly exhausted your spiritual power, so why is your combat strength growing stronger and stronger?!"
The survivors spoke out loudly, their voices brimming with bewilderment.
"Heh, there's still much you don't know..."
A cold voice emanated from Wang Qingyu's lips, accompanied by the sound of footsteps.
Ahead, Wang Qingyu, bathed in blood and gripping his ice blade in one hand, exuded an icy aura and an unparalleled, world-conquering presence.
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Meanwhile, Wu Tao and over a dozen elite inner disciples were also fighting fiercely, their brains nearly mashed out.
"Yin!"
A deafening sword cry rang out, pure golden sword light swirling, the sharpness of the sword path surging forth, and the immense sword qi reverberating.
With his sword and himself, Wu Tao managed to force back the more than ten disciples attacking him dozens of meters.
"You are strong, but not enough!"
Among the elite inner disciples, the leader, Xu Yue, sneered, "Such an arrogant attitude, yet you only possess this much skill. Then today, you are destined to regret it here!"
As he spoke, the ground trembled, and the Myriad Wood Forest suddenly appeared.
Instantly, Wu Tao found himself surrounded by the Myriad Wood Forest.
Following this, Xu Yue coldly snorted and said, "Pay the price for your arrogant attitude!"
The next moment, the Myriad Wood Forest exploded, transforming into countless wooden spears that shot out. The tip of each wooden spear was adorned with a jade-like luster, all directed at Wu Tao.
Having passed through numerous trials and achieved ten consecutive victories to arrive on this continental fragment, the inner disciples were by no means weak.
Wu Tao had never witnessed such an exquisite wood-attribute spell before and secretly marveled.
After all, in terms of spell control and usage, Xu Yue was clearly superior to him.
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This was not the end. A cultivator with a physique of two to three meters charged towards Wu Tao, his aura fierce and his strength like a beast.
On his body, the phantom of a ferocious Immortal Bear appeared.
Judging by the ferocity of his charge, one strike from him would not only shatter a person but could likely break a small mountain in half instantly.
Such terrifying close-combat divine abilities could only be wielded by disciples who had cultivated the dual cultivation of body and spirit to an extremely profound level.
After these two, it was still not over.
An elite inner disciple, carrying a ten-foot-tall, earthy yellow great hammer on his back, stepped forward.
His name was Gu Dashan.
Gu Dashan stepped around to Wu Tao's rear and brought his hammer down towards Wu Tao's head.
The earthy yellow light shone brilliantly. This hammer churned the air and dispersed continuous waves.
The great hammer descended like a collapsing mountain, a torrent engulfing everything, exerting an invisible force. Within a ten-foot radius around Wu Tao, the ground itself sank half an inch.
The elite inner disciples behind were not as swift as these three, but they also unleashed their own techniques, swarming towards Wu Tao.
"Crimson Flame Burning Lotus!"
"Ice River Burning Stars!"
"Heaven Overturning Seal!"
"Purple Light Void Arrow!"
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Facing a crisis that was almost certain death, Wu Tao's Chuxi Sword vibrated, cleaving through the air with a round moon-like arc.
With this sword strike, Wu Tao unleashed unparalleled combat power, his sharpness greatly amplified, far exceeding his previous abilities.
Countless wooden spears were blocked by this sword strike.
Subsequently, Wu Tao moved, his footwork as fast as lightning, his sword intent surging, and he merged with the Chuxi Sword.
On the Chuxi Sword, sword qi flowed, its sharpness fully revealed.
Wu Tao swung his sword again, sword qi crisscrossing and charging, intercepting the charging two-to-three-meter cultivator mid-flight.
"Ming!!!"
The sword's cry resounded throughout the entire continent. Wu Tao's hand changed stances, and the Chuxi Sword reversed its direction for a strike, crushing upwards.
"A firefly's body dares to attack!"
...
Bang!
Spiritual power surged. The ten-foot-tall, earthy yellow great hammer was shattered by a sword strike. Wu Tao's footwork did not cease, and as he spun and shifted, his sword intent gradually ascended, manifesting a colossal immortal sword phantom.
Wu Tao struck several more powerful blows.
Boom—
Infinite earth waves churned, dust flying in front. On the ten-zhang expanse of land, earth and stones splashed. Three figures were sent flying backward from the earth waves, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Pfft—
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the three of them showed disbelief in their eyes, their gazes fixed on the gradually subsiding earth waves.
...
Wu Tao, having just dealt with the three, stood at the center, already completely enveloped by the light from the spells and magical artifacts that followed.
The air vibrated incessantly, its might astonishing, the scene terrifying, carrying a fearsome momentum that captivated the soul.
Wu Tao manifested through sword intent, giving rise to a great sword dao momentum.
In the void, dozens, even hundreds, of golden immortal swords materialized, each one incredibly sharp. The air was split by sword qi, revealing streaks of vacuum sword marks.
"Great Sword Dao Momentum, Void Births Sword!"
More than a dozen people exclaimed in unison, and at the same time, they unleashed more magical artifacts, dozens of them pressing down together, attempting to jointly suppress Wu Tao.
...
In front, countless spiritual energies intertwined, killing intent lurking everywhere. Facing this perilous scene, the cold glint in Wu Tao's eyes grew more intense.
He stepped forward, each step landing with a resounding thud. After eight steps, the earth shook, and the ground beneath these dozen or so individuals became unstable, their faces showing panic.
His brilliant sword intent, like the sun rising in the east, ascended once more with an unstoppable momentum, condensing above Wu Tao's head into a pale golden character: "Sword."
Gu Dashan let out a deep roar, channeling his spiritual power to its fullest. A thirty-zhang, earthy yellow giant stele materialized before him and pressed down towards the "Sword" character.
"Profound Yellow Thick Earth Heaven Suppressing Stele, this is a pseudo-divine ability that can only be unleashed after comprehending spells to their limit.
Before anyone could marvel, the pale golden sword qi broke through like a bamboo, and the Profound Yellow Thick Earth Heaven Suppressing Stele was cleaved in two by the Chuxi Sword.
The sword qi continued unabated, striking Gu Dashan and repelling him more than thirty steps.
Pfft...
Another mouthful of blood was spat out. On Gu Dashan's chest, a foot-long sword mark appeared, deep enough to the bone, with blood gushing out.
"Gu Dashan couldn't even withstand this sword qi!"
"How has Wu Tao improved so rapidly?"
Among these dozen people, those who had interacted with Wu Tao before now doubted if the person before them was indeed Wu Tao.
Such combat power, such unrestrained sword intent, such invincible sword qi, were almost unbelievable, making them doubt reality.
"It's definitely him, no mistake!"
"Legend has it that Wu Tao once received a complete ancient sword cultivator inheritance, and after digesting, absorbing, and mastering it, he also inherited some Buddhist inheritance from the desolation era. Possessing such powerful combat strength, while somewhat unexpected, is understandable."
Xu Yue, the strongest among the dozen and their leader, explained.
His gaze was deep, his smile gentle, yet it concealed killing intent.
...
The enmity between Xu Yue and Wu Tao ran deep. They had a rift between them over certain matters more than ten years ago.
And as time passed, their hatred only intensified, reaching a point of no return.
Green immortal light surged from Xu Yue's hand, wood spiritual power condensed, and green wood descended, with infinite green light bursting forth. A majestic aura suppressed all directions, fully displaying the might of a genius of his generation.
Seeing this, the others unleashed their trump cards.
Terrifying power converged into a formidable torrent, washing through the void.
This power shattered the vacuum, opening web-like cracks, even drawing in the air itself, which was then sucked into the vortex.
Wu Tao's expression was solemn. Facing this overwhelming power, he could only evade its sharp edge, dodging left and right, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.
After a long while, Wu Tao finally seized an opening.
Wu Tao let out a great roar, and boundless sword qi erupted, an aura of extreme antiquity rising.
The majestic sword intent severed the majestic aura, shaking the entire continental fragment.
In an instant, more than a dozen elite inner disciples simultaneously spat out blood.
In their eyes, time flowed.
It seemed they had returned to the ancient earth, where countless immortal swords stood, their hum resounding. Ancient immortal swords transcended time and space, descending.
"Pfft—pfft—"
Sword qi slashed repeatedly, and under the shocked gazes of the dozen, they descended towards everyone.
Wu Tao struck again and again, the sword qi, condensed to its limit, separating these dozen individuals.
In moments, Wu Tao, employing the tactic of defeating them one by one, took a few hours to completely defeat each of the elite inner disciples.
...
On the other side, Zhang Yufei wielded the Primordial Remnant Treasure, the Thunder Flash鸣 Purple Light Divine Mirror. Silver lightning streaked around him, like small dragons meandering. Lightning flickered, crystalline and translucent, containing terrifying electrical power.
He walked across the continental fragment, the surrounding air distorting, with flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder.
After a prolonged and fierce battle with the group surrounding him, Zhang Yufei finally succeeded in eliminating them and achieving victory.
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Meng Fan brandished the Ancient Remnant Treasure, the Emerald Eighty-Three Section Whip. The Emerald Eighty-Three Section Whip moved like a shooting star, continuously striking enemies in all directions.
"Bang bang bang bang bang—"
Wind-attribute spiritual power erupted, and dense, semi-circular wind blades suddenly formed in the air. Loud and chaotic whistling sounds echoed in the surrounding wilderness.
A flurry of wind blades, carrying deadly lethality, cut through the air amidst sharp sonic booms, falling like raindrops upon the enemies in all directions.
Meng Fan dealt a fatal blow, and after several more hours, he eliminated all those who had surrounded him, achieving victory.
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Following this, Wu Tao, Meng Fan, Wang Qingyu, and Zhang Yufei, acting in unison, dealt with the other elite inner disciples who had been trying to fish in troubled waters, hiding in remote corners of the continent and hoping for an easy gain.
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