I Became An Immortal On Mortal Realm - Chapter 33

Chapter 31: Thirty-six Swords Emerge

Translator: 549690339

Seal life and death, settle karma!

As soon as Li Honggang’s words came out, the cultivators around the southern gate of Haixia City were all excited.

The Cultivation World is even crueler than the secular world. Although there are distinctions between righteous and demonic, cultivators prioritize their own interests. They embark on the path of cultivation not for world peace but to pursue immortality, a choice that inherently opposes nature.

“Such domineering presence, truly befitting of a cultivator from the Li Family.”

“A powerful dynasty a thousand years ago, today’s top-tier cultivator family, the Li Family’s inheritance is truly solid.”

“White Garment Astonishing Swan looks so calm, who exactly is he?”

“He can’t be Lu Yuanjun, right? Lu Yuanjun no longer needs to wear a mask, it seems Great Abyss Gate has cultivated another extraordinary talent.”

“I think he might be one of the Peak Masters or Elders of the Great Abyss Gate!”

Standing on the city wall, Gu Li listened to the surrounding discussions, and a smirk flickered beneath her veil. She thought to herself that he was not an elder, but a genius even more incredible than Lu Yuanjun!

Before entering Great Abyss Gate, her father often mentioned Lu Yuanjun, lamenting that Lu Yuanjun would become a pivotal figure in the future Cultivation Realm of Grand Qi. She never felt satisfied with this, always believing she was not inferior. Why didn’t her father praise her?

Although she had not met Lu Yuanjun, she firmly believed in her heart that any genius seemed mediocre in front of Fang Wang and was not worthy of mention.

Listening to the discussions around her, Gu Li’s worries disappeared, replaced by anticipation.

Fang Wang will definitely win!

Tang Chengfeng stared intently at Fang Wang, not uttering a word, and it was difficult to discern his thoughts from his expression.

The woman in white beside him muttered, “His figure looks fine, but I wonder if the face under the mask is good-looking.”

Li Honggang’s body emitted a tangible aura as he rose into the air, with no magic artifact beneath his feet. The long saber planted in the soil trembled a few times and then shot out, with the hilt smoothly landing in his right hand.

Grasping the long saber, Li Honggang fixed his eyes on Fang Wang. His robe fluttered, and his long hair danced wildly, as if possessed.

Through the eyeholes of his mask, Fang Wang’s gaze was sharp. Within his pupils, Li Honggang’s figure burned with flames, gradually merging with the scorching sun above.

Li Honggang kept ascending until he could look down upon Fang Wang.

At this moment, he was like the blazing sun, the aura around him reaching its peak. It even extended along the sword blade, forming a terrifying three-zhang-long Sword Qi that began to burn under the sun’s illumination.

Fang Wang lifted his sword, its tip pointing upward, the blade horizontal in front of him, as various sword shapes condensed around him.

One sword!

Three swords!

Nine swords!

Twelve swords!

This scene further excited the watching cultivators. For cultivators, the admiration for swords was greater. The Jinghong Divine Sword Art was quite famous in the Cultivation World. Yang Yuanzi had once used this sword technique to enter Green Cicada Valley alone and emerged unscathed. That battle is still thrilling to many cultivators to this day.

This is also why Yang Yuanzi was able to inherit the Great Abyss Gate’s ultimate technique, the Nine Heavens Azure Thunder Sword Formation!

When the number of sword shapes surrounding Fang Wang exceeded twenty-four, sword cultivators on the city wall even began to count them.

“Thirty-two swords! It’s really the Jinghong Thirty-Two Swords!”

Someone shouted fanatically, his hand clutching the sword sheath trembling.

Thirty-two swords surrounded Fang Wang, all pointing toward Li Honggang. The combined might of the thirty-two swords made Fang Wang’s momentum overwhelming, in no way inferior to Li Honggang’s.

“No wonder my son died at your hands, White Garment Astonishing Swan, let me see just how powerful the Jinghong Thirty-Two Swords are!”

Li Honggang leveled his saber, pointing it diagonally at Fang Wang, his gaze condescending.

The momentum of the Jinghong Thirty-Two Swords was indeed strong, but feeling Fang Wang’s momentum, Li Honggang conceived a bold idea.

Perhaps the opponent has not reached the Spirit Elixir Realm!

This speculation startled him, seeming incredible and even stirring an unprecedented fear within him.

To have such a presence without reaching the Spirit Elixir Realm, this was undoubtedly a talent more terrifying than Li Hongshuang. He could not imagine how high Li Hongshuang could climb, nor could he predict how high the future limit of White Garment Astonishing Swan might be.

Such a terrifying existence, if harboring resentment towards the Li Family, would definitely be a disaster for them!

He must be slain!

A fierce killing intent burst forth from Li Honggang’s eyes, and his momentum abruptly soared, the flames on his long saber intensifying.

“Thirty-two swords?”

Fang Wang’s voice suddenly came through, tinged with a hint of disdain.

Fang Wang’s right wrist twisted, the sword blade facing his forehead, his eyes piercingly sharp!

Boom!

Fang Wang’s momentum suddenly surged, and four swords appeared out of nowhere around him, making a total of thirty-six swords hovering in a large circle.

The power of each layer of the Jinghong Divine Sword Art wasn’t just about the increase in the number of swords; the sword intent and momentum grew as well. The more advanced the stage, the addition of each new sword brought about a vastly different might!

With the emergence of thirty-six swords, Fang Wang’s sword momentum soared to the sky. Even the cultivators around the distant southern gate of the city felt their hearts tremble, and many of their swords quivered in response.

Gu Li’s sword case behind her trembled. At that moment, she suddenly recalled the day at Great Abyss Gate when all the Lifespirit Treasures went out of control, and her Lifespirit Treasure had a similar response.

Could that anomaly have been because of him…

Gu Li thought of the day Fang Wang had hurried back, and perhaps…

Her gaze towards Fang Wang became even more fervent, filled with expectation.

“Jinghong Thirty-Six Swords!”

Tang Chengfeng enunciated each word deliberately, his face turning solemn.

All the cultivators around the south gate were moved; they tried to calm their quivering swords while looking excitedly at Fang Wang.

Li Honggang was startled too; his eyes betrayed a panic.

Thirty-six swords!

How could it be possible!

Li Honggang’s mind was shaken, his blood qi fluctuating wildly. At that moment, a strong sense of fear surged up within him. He bellowed angrily and swung his saber down.

A flame saber qi, nearly thirty feet in length, swept across the sky, unleashing a terrifying inferno and morphing into a giant fireball that resembled the blazing sun, hurtling towards Fang Wang with incredible speed!

Fang Wang’s eyes hardened as he swung his sword forcefully forward. Thirty-six swords descended like rain, moving with the speed of thunder and the force of a flash flood.

In an instant, it seemed as if Fang Wang wasn’t controlling merely thirty-six swords, but rather three hundred and sixty swords!

Boom—

The sword rain was relentless, sweeping across and scattering the fierce flames with an overwhelmingly domineering force. Li Honggang’s eyes widened as his robe was shredded by the sword qi, unable to react in time.

Under the watchful eyes of all the cultivators, with a flourish of his sword, Fang Wang amplified the Jinghong Thirty-Six Swords, their number dazzling as they powerfully dispersed Li Honggang’s Scorching Sun Slaughter Sword. They didn’t even have time to see Li Honggang’s movements before he was overwhelmed by the sword rain.

The vast sword rain swept past the sky above Haixia City, extending for miles before finally dissipating, leaving behind a spectacular trail in the air.

When the sword rain passed, Li Honggang was nowhere to be seen in the sky, leaving only his long saber and an egg-sized spirit pill, which was red all over and still wrapped in flames.

The long saber slowly fell to the ground, disintegrating into mist as it descended.

The dispersal of the Lifespirit Treasure signified the death of its master!

As Li Honggang’s spirit pill hit the ground, Fang Wang turned and transformed into a white rainbow that swiftly disappeared into the horizon.

Haixia City fell into deathly silence.

“White Garment Astonishing Swan won!”

A man exclaimed excitedly, breaking the silence and setting off a thunderous cheer throughout the city.

Li Honggang’s son, the young man in purple, along with other members of the Li Family, stood in front of the city gate, watching the scene unfold in stunned silence. The young man in purple fell to his knees with a thud, utterly disheartened.

“My God! Thirty-six swords!”

“Jinghong Divine Sword Art truly has thirty-six swords? Such a powerful sword technique!”

“I thought it would be a great battle, but who would have imagined Li Honggang couldn’t even withstand a single move…”

“Who exactly is White Garment Astonishing Swan? To kill a third-layer Spirit Elixir Realm cultivator with a single stroke is simply unbelievable!”

“Another prodigy has emerged from Great Abyss Gate!”

As all the cultivators marveled, Gu Li looked in the direction where Fang Wang had disappeared, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly under her veil.

Seeing Fang Wang slay Li Honggang with a single strike did not shock her; on the contrary, she felt it was just as it should be.

“Father, you said that once a true peerless genius appears, they would overshadow everyone else. I’ve truly encountered one,” Gu Li silently reflected, then turned and left.

Fang Wang’s strength did not crush her spirit; instead, it made her even more eager to return to her sect to cultivate.

Tang Chengfeng looked towards the horizon, musing, “Zhi Xin, go to Great Abyss Gate. With the emergence of Jinghong Thirty-Six Swords, the winds and clouds of the world will change dramatically. It seems the hidden dragon of Great Abyss is truly destined to soar to the heavens.”

The white-garbed woman beside him was still in shock, her gaze vacant, unable to come back to her senses.

The bright sun shone down, and the airflow above Haixia City lingered for a long time, as if the sword intent of White Garment Astonishing Swan was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the spectators, indelible.