Chapter 423: Chapter 310 Nine-foot Law Body_3
Despite his certainty, his voice trembled slightly.
“No wonder after beheading him, the Qingyang Fire Seed couldn’t burn his body to ashes, so he was a Body Cultivator after all.”
Upon hearing the name Ji Dao Yuan, Chen Mobai’s expression became clear.
He was well aware that battles among Cultivators in the Tianhe Realm resulted in life or death in an instant, so he didn’t hold back.
Facing Ji Dao Yuan who attacked him, he immediately used the Flying Sparrow Hairpin combined with Qingyang Fire, and instantly boosted his Purple Fire Sword Light to its peak under regular circumstances.
Average Foundation Establishment cultivators, like the Sword Cultivator Zheng Wulyu, were reduced to ashes under a single sword from Chen Mobai.
Although Ji Dao Yuan had been beheaded, his body was left intact.
At first, Chen Mobai doubted whether he had overestimated his own strength. But after hearing Yue Zutao’s words and seeing Zheng Wulyu’s ashes scattered over the sky, he was relieved.
He was still formidable, it was just that his first opponent was an adept, whose physical strength could withstand the heat of Qingyang Fire Seed.
“Younger brother Chen, this Ji Dao Yuan is as famous as your senior brother Hong He, together with Huangfu Gan of Liu Jia Mountain, Bai Cai of the Snow-blowing Palace, Ban Zhaodan of Golden Cliff, they are known as the Five-colour Immortal Seeds of the Eastern Wilderness.”
Seeing that Chen Mobai had not fully understood the weight of Ji Dao Yuan’s identity, Yue Zutao drew a very vivid comparison.
“Five-color Immortal Seeds?”
Chen Mobai had never heard of this term, but he understood the intention of Yue Zutao’s explanation.
In other words, the guy whom he beheaded was equivalent to his senior brother Hong He from Divine Wood Sect.
If Hong He was killed by the people of Shake Mountain Peak, the Divine Wood Sect would definitely not give up.
In simple terms, the person he had killed had a high standing, and the treasures in his storage bag must be plentiful.
Yue Zutao admired Chen Mobai’s calmness, but he did not know that the latter was already thinking about opening the storage bag after the battle ended.
At this moment, an extremely strong spiritual pressure rushed towards the two of them.
Chen Mobai immediately became stern and looked up at the big-bearded cultivator who was stepping forward from the sky not far away, his palms stained with blood.
“No good, it’s Mu Hanxiong, one of the Nine Peak Masters of Shake Mountain, a late-stage Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator. We are no match for him.”
Upon seeing who it was, Yue Zutao’s face turned pale.
The path of Body Cultivation is difficult and consumes a lot of Spirit Stones, but once successful, they become a headache for all Cultivators.
Only a top-ranked Sword Cultivator who has trained to the point of Sword Rainbow Fission can penetrate their defense….
Wait, Sword Light!
Reminded of this, Yue Zutao suddenly recalled what Gong Wanshan had shouted earlier.
Because he had just managed to survive, he hadn’t reacted in time.
Now he returned to his senses!
He suddenly turned to look at Chen Mobai, who was calm and controlling two Flying Swords.
“Senior brother Yue, I need to concentrate fully to fight this person, I may not be able to pay attention to you after this.”
As he spoke, the “Red Misty Cloud Silk” on Chen Mobai’s wrist scattered, turning into a mist-like cloud of gas carrying him into the sky.
Upon hearing these words, Yue Zutao swallowed nervously.
He had been thinking about how to run away a moment ago.
This younger brother Chen was too courageous.
Perhaps only this kind of unyielding spirit can form Sword Rainbow Fission at such a realm.