The Chaotic Sword Body Phenomenon: Drawing a Circle on the Ground as a Prison!

"Now, I'm giving you one last chance." Ye Chen's voice was as cold as a knife, echoing in the sky: "Admit defeat, hand over Gu Qingxue, and return the Taiyi Sword with both hands."

"In this way, you can still retain your life and linger on. Otherwise, once I unleash this sword strike, not only will you perish, but the entire Qingyun Sect will also be buried with you."

Faced with this blatant threat, Lu Yuan remained calm, even with a hint of mockery.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the strong wind.

"Admit defeat?" Lu Yuan shook his head slightly, his voice calm: "These two words don't exist in my dictionary. If you want to fight, then fight. Why all the nonsense?"

"Fine, since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish."

Ye Chen snorted coldly and said no more.

He took a sudden step forward.

hum!

The golden spiritual energy and sword principles of heaven and earth converged wildly into his palm.

A longsword, completely transparent and formed entirely of the power of laws, slowly took shape.

Turn the abstract into the concrete.

But this is not a simple transformation of the illusory into the real. The patterns flowing on this sword are extremely complex, and each pattern seems to contain the terrifying power to cut through space.

The void around the sword could not withstand its sharpness and cracked open with fine black fissures.

The Sword Law at its Peak of the Third Transformation.

Ye Chen gripped the Sword of Law, his aura reaching its peak.

On the edge of the battlefield, in the shadows deep within the clouds.

The Shadowless Venerable, who had been lying in wait, was secretly delighted.

"A good opportunity."

He looked at the two men whose auras clashed in the arena, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Ye Chen's sword strike was incredibly powerful and would inevitably consume most of Lu Yuan's energy.

The moment Lu Yuan reveals even the slightest opening during the clash between the two is the perfect opportunity for Lu Yuan to strike.

The Soul-Destroying Needle in his hand was ready to be used, its surface shimmering with an eerie, ghostly blue light.

"Lu Yuan, today is your death day," Venerable Wuying sneered inwardly.

However, he did not know that his supposedly perfect concealment was completely exposed in front of Lu Yuan's divine sense, which was comparable to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

A barely perceptible sneer had already crept onto Lu Yuan's lips.

He not only wanted to kill Ye Chen, but also to crush this rat hiding in the shadows.

"bring it on."

As Lu Yuan looked at Ye Chen, a completely different aura began to emerge from his body.

Since his opponent wanted to duel with swords, he would use his sword to leave his opponent in utter despair.

"Chaotic Sword Body, manifest."

Lu Yuan muttered to himself.

boom!

Behind him, a chaotic aura suddenly surged.

An ancient, desolate, seemingly nonexistent yet commanding a myriad of swords phantom slowly emerged.

Innate Sword Shadow.

This is the original phenomenon of the Chaos Sword Body, and also the manifestation of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Swords.

As this phantom appeared, Lu Yuan also unleashed the sword laws of the third stage of transformation.

Although his cultivation level was comparable to Ye Chen's, with the support of the Chaos Sword Body, his sword intent was purer and more domineering, as if he were born to be the emperor of the sword.

This scene caused Ye Chen, who was originally full of confidence, to suddenly shrink his pupils and show an expression of disbelief on his face.

"How is this possible? You've actually mastered the Three Transformations Sword Law, and this physique... what kind of physique is this?"

As a being with an innate Dao body, he is most sensitive to the various laws of heaven and earth.

At this moment, he actually felt a terrifying aura from Lu Yuan that completely suppressed him in swordsmanship.

"Are these your last words?" Lu Yuan asked indifferently.

"Arrogant."

Ye Chen roared, the arrow was already on the bowstring, and he had no choice but to release it.

He held the sword with both hands and slashed fiercely at Lu Yuan.

"Taiyi Heaven-Opening Sword".

This sword strike is the supreme secret technique of the Taiyi Sect.

The sword light flashed, and the world lost its color.

A dazzling sword beam, thousands of feet long, stretched across the sky. Wherever the sword beam passed, the void was torn apart like cloth, and earth, water, fire, and wind surged.

Even more terrifying was that a blurry field was faintly forming around this sword light. Within this field, there was nothing but sword energy.

That was the prototype of the realm of laws.

This sword strike has already touched the threshold of the Four Transformations Law.

"Die!" Ye Chen's face was contorted with rage.

Faced with this earth-shattering sword strike, Lu Yuan advanced instead of retreating.

The innate sword shadow behind him trembled, and countless fine sword lights burst forth from his body.

"The Great Void Dividing Light Sword".

Thousands of sword lights intertwined in the void to form a huge sword net. Each sword light contained the power of the Three Transformations Law and crashed into the Heaven-Opening Sword Light.

Rumble!

Two terrifying sword intents collided in the heavens, and the resulting shockwaves shattered the clouds within a radius of a hundred miles.

At this critical moment when the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was at its most chaotic and everyone's attention was drawn to the clash of sword energies.

"Now."

The Shadowless Venerable, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally made his move.

He moved like lightning, instantly traversing thousands of feet and appearing in Lu Yuan's blind spot.

The Soul-Destroying Needle in his hand transformed into a faint blue light, almost invisible to the naked eye, and pierced straight into the back of Lu Yuan's head.

This strike was as fast as lightning and extremely vicious.

"careful."

On the plaza below, Gu Qingxue's expression changed drastically, and she exclaimed in surprise.

However, facing this deadly attack, Lu Yuan didn't even turn his head.

A hint of mockery, which he had been waiting for, flashed in his eyes.

"Drawing a circle around oneself and imprisoning oneself."

Lu Yuan stretched out his left hand and gently tapped the void behind him.

hum.

A mysterious and obscure yet supremely powerful wave suddenly descended.

That's the law of space.

Moreover, it is a spatial law that has reached the third level of transformation.

The void where the Shadowless Venerable was located instantly solidified, and the originally formless and shapeless void seemed to transform into an impenetrable wall of copper and iron at this moment.

The Soul-Destroying Needle, which was only three inches from the back of Lu Yuan's head, stopped abruptly in mid-air, unable to advance even an inch further.

Immediately afterwards, a transparent spatial cage appeared out of thin air, completely imprisoning the Shadowless Venerable inside.

"What?"

The Shadowless Venerable was greatly alarmed and desperately urged his Nascent Soul power to break through the restraint.

But to his horror, he discovered that the space around him was completely locked, and he couldn't even move a finger.

As his figure appeared, a commotion immediately erupted in the square below.

"That is... the Shadowless Venerable of the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls."

Yan Nantian suddenly stood up, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

"How dare the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls openly break the righteous-demonic agreement, sending Nascent Soul assassins to infiltrate the Zhao Kingdom and assassinate righteous cultivators? Are they trying to provoke a war between the righteous and demonic factions?"

But then, his gaze was drawn to Lu Yuan's incredible spatial manipulation, and the killing intent in his eyes turned into deep shock.