txolops Chapter 709 Advancement to the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm with a Magical Treasure!
Chapter 709 Advancement to the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm with a Magical Treasure!
The middle-aged general's giant hand shattered after a few breaths of stalemate under the combined attack of the two forces. However, he did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward, and his soul power transformed into dozens of gray spears that swept towards Chen Fan.
At the same time, the old woman on the left moved. She flicked her fingers, and dozens of eerie green poisonous lights shot out from her fingernails.
Each beam of poisonous light contained a potent poisonous soul force at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, drawing a strange arc in the air and blocking Chen Fan's escape route from the flank.
The burly man on the right leaped high into the air, his broken axe igniting with a layer of eerie green flames, and cleaved down at Chen Fan's head.
This axe strike was devoid of any fancy techniques, possessing only pure, extreme power. Before the axe blade even struck, the bone fragments on the ground had already been pressed into a dent several feet in diameter by the force of the axe's blow.
Three attacks at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage landed simultaneously.
Chen Fan's expression remained unchanged as he thrust his sword at Eleven repeatedly in front of him!
The Black Soul Banner simultaneously transformed into a dark red ribbon that swirled around him, entangling and devouring the middle-aged general's gray spears one by one.
The sound of metal clashing was incessant.
Under the combined attack of the three remnant souls at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, Chen Fan retreated several steps, crushing layer upon layer of bone fragments beneath his feet!
But his sword remained as steady as a rock, each thrust creating a barrier of sword intent in front of him.
After devouring the remnant souls, the Black Soul Banner's soul power greatly increased. Although it was now facing a soul at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, it was still able to barely resist under Chen Fan's guidance using the Fixed Word Technique.
The middle-aged general let out a deep roar, and his soul power suddenly surged, clearly indicating that he had used some kind of secret technique that remained deep in his soul.
In an instant, his figure expanded several times over, transforming into a gigantic gray shadow over ten zhang tall. The giant shadow opened its mouth and spewed out a deep gray soul flame, which contained extremely terrifying soul power fluctuations, causing even space to slightly distort wherever it passed.
Chen Fan's expression changed slightly. A flash of spiritual light appeared under his feet, and as he retreated rapidly, he retrieved the Black Soul Banner back to his front.
The millions of souls on the Black Soul Banner simultaneously let out a deafening howl, and the dark red vortex of soul power spun wildly on the banner, colliding head-on with the gray flame.
The two soul forces clashed fiercely in mid-air, producing a piercing hissing sound. The surrounding air was twisted and deformed under the pressure of the two forces, and the scattered bone fragments on the ground were swept up by the shockwave and flew everywhere.
Two other remnant souls seized the opportunity to attack from the flanks.
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The old woman's ten fingers, glowing with poisonous light, transformed into ten eerie green chains that coiled around Chen Fan's limbs, while the burly man's giant axe cleaved down from behind, the soul flames on its blade already within reach.
Chen Fan ran his left hand across the sword, and three clear artistic patterns appeared in the gray-white sword light on the sword.
Cause and effect, life and death, and destiny—the three forces combined—he swept across with a single sword strike.
This sword strike was not aimed at any one person, but rather transformed the full power of the three realms into an arc-shaped sword curtain that spread out in all directions.
Wherever the sword curtain passed, the old woman's eerie green chains shattered inch by inch, the burly man's giant axe was knocked out of his hand by the sword intent, and the middle-aged general's gray giant shadow also trembled violently under the impact of the sword curtain, his soul flame was cut in half by the sword intent.
The three remnant souls of the Great Perfection Nascent Soul stage were simultaneously forced back several steps.
Chen Fan gave them no chance to breathe. With his left hand forming a hand seal, the Black Soul Banner suddenly unfolded, and three dark red soul power chains shot out from the banner, accurately binding the three remnant souls.
The chains were covered with soul-devouring array patterns specifically designed to suppress souls, so even a remnant soul at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage could not easily break free.
The three remnant souls struggled wildly under the chains, letting out deafening howls.
The middle-aged general's massive gray shadow kept expanding and contracting, trying to break free with brute force!
The old woman's ten fingers flashed with poisonous light as they frantically cut through the chains, each cut leaving deep marks on them!
The burly man gripped the chain tightly with both hands, his arm muscles bulging like dragons, making the chain creak and groan.
Chen Fan formed hand seals and poured the power of the fusion of immortals and demons from his dantian into the Black Soul Banner without reservation, and then began the refining process!
The blood-red light on the surface of the Black Soul Banner surged to an unprecedented level, and the three chains tightened simultaneously, dragging the three remnant souls inch by inch into the banner.
The middle-aged general was the first to give in; his massive gray figure was shattered inch by inch by the chains, turning into streams of pure soul power that were absorbed into the banner.
The old woman followed closely behind, and with a piercing scream, she was dragged into the banner by chains.
The strong man held out the longest, but eventually he was dragged into the Black Soul Banner as the chains tightened.
The moment the remnant souls of the three Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivators entered the banner, the blood-red light on the surface of the Black Soul Banner suddenly subsided to its extreme, and then erupted with an even more violent force.
At this moment, the quality of the entire Black Soul Banner also broke through the threshold of the mid-stage peak of the Nascent Soul realm, officially stepping into the level of a late-stage Nascent Soul magic weapon.
With the addition of three remnant souls at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, the aura of the millions of souls on the banner surged, and the power of the soul array operated on its own, emitting soul power fluctuations that were more than twice as strong as before.
With the Black Soul Banner's current power, even a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage would suffer soul damage if struck head-on.
Chen Fan summoned the Black Soul Banner back into his hand and examined it with his divine sense.
The soul array inside the Black Soul Banner had already repaired all the hidden injuries left from the previous battle after devouring a large number of remnant souls!
The blood-red light on the banner was deep and restrained. The three remnant souls of the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage were suppressed in the core of the soul array, and together with the other millions of souls, they slowly rotated under the pull of the array.
Chen Fan then took Eleven out of his storage bag.
Eleven has followed him for many years. From an ordinary iron sword blank, it has been repeatedly tempered by him in a golden bowl with various rare and precious materials until now, and its quality has been steadily improving.
Now that he has broken through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, it's time for Eleven to make another step forward.
Immediately, Chen Fan placed Eleven flat in front of his knees, made a hand seal, and enveloped the sword with infant fire.
Upon closer inspection, it became clear that after he broke through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, his Infant Flame had transformed into a pale blue Nascent Soul spiritual flame, its power several times stronger than before.
Eleven slowly rotated in the spiritual flames, and the fine patterns on the sword seemed to come alive and tremble slightly under the scorching of the spiritual flames.
Chen Fan then took out several rare ores that he had prepared beforehand from his storage bag!
One piece was Star Iron bought from Baicaotang for a million spirit stones, another piece was Ten-Thousand-Year Black Iron seized from Li Jiuyuan's treasury, and the third was a small piece of dark blue metal unique to a fifth-level cultivation country, found among Yuan Lingzi's relics.
He threw the ores one by one into the spiritual flame. Under the scorching heat of the divine flame, the ores quickly melted and turned into various colored metal droplets that merged into the sword.
Chen Fan then used the Fixed Word Technique to transform the three artistic concepts into three extremely fine threads, which he then wove into the patterns on the sword.
This is an extremely demanding process that requires spiritual energy. The placement of each thread of intent must be precise to the millimeter; any slight deviation will affect the integrity of the sword intent.