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Chapter 221: Chongguang's Counterplay, Golden Essence Reward
Chapter 221: Chongguang’s Counterplay, Golden Essence Reward
Inside a secluded meditation chamber atop Mount Gai Zhu, Lv Yang sat cross-legged on a reed cushion. Before him, hundreds of shimmering lights floated in midair—each a precious spiritual material, totaling no fewer than 3,600 varieties.
These rare treasures had been painstakingly gathered by Shangxuan True Man, nearly draining the Supreme Sword Sect’s entire reserves. Yet, on the brink of death, the elder had willingly gifted them all to Lv Yang.
A moment later, a brilliant white-gold aura materialized—a refined essence of metal known as Chongguang’s Breath. Lv Yang grasped it firmly, channeling a surge of azure spiritual flame to refine it.
“Thankfully I have a spiritual flame of my own,” he mused, “though it was meant for healing. Still, fire is fire—it’ll suffice for forging. As for craftsmanship… the materials Shangxuan prepared are top-tier, so even my mediocre skills should suffice.”
With a sweep of his hand, all the spiritual materials plunged into his Azure Phoenix Noon Flame, merging with the Chongguang’s Breath. Slowly, they coalesced into the rough shape of a sword.
Yet the result was underwhelming.
Lv Yang’s limited expertise constrained the outcome—this crude blade would barely qualify as a mid-tier spirit treasure. At best, it might scrape by as upper-tier, but certainly nothing exceptional. Fortunately, he’d anticipated this.
“Now!”
Without hesitation, he retrieved the Star River Sword Core gifted by Ye Xingfeng—a once-magnificent upper-tier sword, now badly damaged.
“Time to put it to good use.”
The sword core vanished into the flames, its essence extracted to refine the nascent Invisible Sword, elevating its quality.
After what felt like an eternity, the blade finally solidified.
Invisible Sword!
The moment it settled in Lv Yang’s hand, a surge of vibrant spiritual energy pulsed through him. As he willed it, the sword’s form dissolved—no sound, no shadow, no trace.
“Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion’s secret technique lives up to its reputation,” he murmured. This blade was the antithesis of his Avici Sword. While the latter relied on overwhelming force and layered Soul Reaper strikes, the Invisible Sword was a phantom—its strikes imperceptible, vanishing into ambient light. Ordinary eyes wouldn’t see the blade until the head had already rolled.
“One direct, one elusive—perfect for my style,” he mused, injecting divine consciousness into the blade to inspect its divine essences.
To his shock, three distinct divine essences glowed within.
The first—Assassin King—amplified the sword’s power against those of high status or authority, ensuring instant lethality.
The second—Coiled Steel—defied natural laws, rendering all defensive divine abilities useless.
The third—Chongguang—radiated a golden aura.
“This is… the Golden Essence?” Lv Yang’s pulse quickened. He’d witnessed Primordial Dao Aberration’s transcendence through this very energy. Yet now, the same golden radiance pulsed in his hand.
Instinctively, he tried to extract it—but the blade flared, rejecting him. The other two essences—Assassin King and Coiled Steel—blazed brighter.
A realization struck him. “This… is my reward? A payment for slaying King Qing?”
He’d assumed claiming the Chongguang’s Breath after Shangxuan’s death had disrupted Chongguang’s plans. But now, it seemed the opposite was true.
Chongguang had foreseen this.
“If Shangxuan had succeeded in forging this blade, he’d still have lost it to me,” Lv Yang deduced. “Even if I’d lost our duel, the Invisible Sword would’ve inevitably returned to my hands. Chongguang accounted for every variable.”
The implications chilled him. Chongguang’s reincarnation had only just begun—how could he already wield such certainty?
A sudden commotion outside interrupted his thoughts.
“Guillotine Dragon Pass is on the move,” True Man Yinshan reported grimly.
Lv Yang’s brows lifted. “They’re striking back after the Supreme Sword Sect’s fall?”
“An Elders’ intervention,” Yinshan confirmed. “If a Grand True Man is involved, we’re doomed unless the Holy Sect intervenes.”
“Not yet,” Lv Yang replied, recalling his suspicions. “Let’s observe. If a Foundation-Building Late Stage cultivator joins the fray, we retreat.”
The two flew toward the battlefield, where Han Xiang and Yu Chan were already engaged. Divine abilities blazed across the sky as Refining Qi disciples clashed below.
“This isn’t too bad,” Lv Yang noted. “Han Xiang’s faction is outmatched, but we can turn the tide.”
Before he finished speaking, a shout rang out.
“There’s Yuan Tu, the Slaughterer! Master, strike now!”
From the Guillotine Dragon Pass emerged three figures, their bodies inscribed with golden sutras. Their skin glowed golden, expressions serene, as their auras surged to Foundation-Building Mid-Stage Perfection.
“A Pure Land blessing!” Yu Chan’s face paled. “A Grand True Man is bestowing power remotely!”
True Man Yinshan turned to flee—but halted as Lv Yang remained rooted, studying the trio.
“They’re burning their yang essence to borrow power,” Lv Yang observed. “Cut their energy supply, and their borrowed might will crumble.”
(End of Chapter)
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