Eight hundred feet high in the sky, Qin Xuan stopped.
His figure was somewhere between reality and reality. The lotus platform was chopped off, damaging his roots and causing him heavy losses.
However, the most terrifying thing is not the loss of the power of the soul, but the darkness when the soul is cut off and the consciousness falls into chaos.
The consciousness falls into darkness, and once it cannot wake up, it is the real fall.
Even Qin Xuan is nothing more than this.
Qin Xuan looked at the top, where the pinnacle was, still seemed to be boundless, like a long road with no end in sight.
Soon, Qin Xuan's Yuan Shen was stabilized. Although the sword had the unstoppable power to cut through the Yuan Shen, there was also a touch of vitality in this sword that was constantly repairing the Yuan Shen.
Vaguely, Qin Xuan actually noticed a hint of strength that broke through and penetrated into his soul along the sword marks.
The sword is unstoppable, but it contains vitality to prevent the soul from collapsing. This is also the main reason why the lotus platform was cut into two parts before, but was quickly reunited.
There is silence above the mountains, and even more so below the mountains.
Eight hundred feet in the air is enough to climb to the top of the list, but this man in white has not stopped yet.
"What on earth does he want to do!?"
"That sword was so terrifying. Even under the sky, it made me feel like my soul was torn apart!"
"Eight hundred feet! What kind of evil spirit is this? Oh my God!"
All the Dao Lords could only feel awe in their hearts at this moment, looking up at the figure above Tianyue.
Two hundred feet was included in the list, but now, there are people who have climbed 800 feet to the top of Tianyue without stopping!
The gap is too big!
It doesn't look like a person in the same realm at all. Even if he is a powerful person, he may not be so terrifying, right?
At this moment, Yu Huang looked at Qin Xuan like a monster, full of shock.
While everyone was looking up, Qin Xuan had already moved.
The invincible sword actually took another step forward.
In one step, he crossed several feet.
boom!
In an instant, on the top of the mountain, it seemed as if a sword was slashing down from the end of the mountain.
With a sword, Qin Xuan's body was broken again, revealing the soul of the lotus platform, which was split into two.
"not good!"
"Has been cut off again, isn't he going to die?"
"You haven't stopped yet at eight hundred feet, you are too greedy!"
There was an uproar below. If it were them, their souls would have been cut off and would have been annihilated in ashes.
But soon, I saw that the lotus platform that had been divided into two slowly came closer and became one again.
This scene once again made the minds of many Dao Lords go blank.
The first time before could be said to be a coincidence, but now, the man in white has gathered his soul again.
Is it possible that this guy's soul is immortal? Can it be restored after being cut off?
The Dao Lords below can hardly imagine the feeling of having their soul destroyed and the catastrophe of their consciousness falling into chaos.
It was as if he had been severely injured and became a vegetative state, but Qin Xuan, on the other hand, relied on his will to wake up from the chaos and gather his soul.
The vitality under that sword nourished the soul again.
This time, Qin Xuan spent more than ten breaths before his soul was completely unified and his mind returned to clarity.
He looked at the top of Tianyue, his eyes slightly cold, but there was no trace of fear.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan stepped forward again.
One step is a sword strike, the soul is cut through, and the consciousness is chaotic.
For the third sword, Qin Xuan almost spent more than twenty breaths to wake up and then moved forward again.
More than twenty breaths, more than thirty breaths, more than fifty breaths, more than seventy breaths... a hundred breaths, two hundred breaths...
On top of the Tianyue Mountain, which spanned a hundred feet, he endured more than thirty swords and his soul was slashed more than thirty times. Every time he woke up, it took him longer.
It even made the Dao Lords below have a feeling, as if with one strike, Qin Xuan would never be able to wake up again, and his soul would be completely shattered and destroyed.
No one dared to take such a risk, and the souls were cut off one after another, not even the Supreme One, nor even the Prodigy on the Immortal List.
Who would make fun of his own life? Besides, being above 800 feet is enough to reach the top of the Tianyue list. There is no need to stay like this.
What on earth is he asking for!?
What on earth does he want to do!?
All the Dao Lords looked at a loss.
In the eyes of many Dao Lords who were puzzled, confused, awed, and admired, Qin Xuan had already crossed two hundred feet.
He withstood a hundred swords. The higher he went, the faster the sword light became, the more powerful and unstoppable it became.
In the end, Qin Xuan could barely cross one foot in one step, but he used several swords to cut the lotus platform into two, eight pieces, and even into a hundred parts.
In fact, it took even longer for Qin Xuan's soul to gather. He realized that it would take too much time to recover after falling into darkness.
And Qin Xuan has already climbed thousands of feet above the mountains.
Previously, many Dao Lords below speculated that this Tianyue Baizhang was a disaster, but in fact, there were no rules for the disasters on this Tianyue.
The previous Heavenly Fire and Glacier could be seen, but now the calamity of slicing the soul with the sword, Qin Xuan has crossed a full two hundred feet, and it has not yet reached the end.
"Crazy, this guy is looking for death and self-destruction!"
"His soul has been divided into thousands by the sword. My God, if he were the Supreme, he would be dead and lifeless!"
"Above eight hundred feet, it is definitely a restricted area, unless anyone wants to have their soul cut off and endure that kind of feeling!"
The Dao Lords no longer knew how to express the shock in their hearts with words. Some Dao Lords even speculated that Qin Xuan had already perished long ago. Now Qin Xuan's climb to Tianyue was just an obsession.
"Three hundred and twenty-seven swords!"
Only Yuhuang was counting the sword rays that had been cut down from Tianyue.
In a few hours, above 800 feet, Tianyue had already struck down 327 swords and cut through the lotus platform more than a hundred times.
Qin Xuan didn't stop yet. His soul gathered again, but there was a glint in his eyes.
If you look closely, you can find that his spirit has changed a lot.
Before, his Yuan Shen was a lotus platform, containing a lotus seed, somewhere between reality and reality. But now, his Yuan Shen has been condensed to a terrifying level, almost more like substance, like a lotus platform elixir, and
Not a breath of air leaked out.
boom!
Qin Xuan stepped forward again, facing the sword light and slashing him down again.
A few hours later, Qin Xuan woke up again and woke up from the chaos. When he continued to step forward, he was suddenly startled.
"The sword light has disappeared!?"
Qin Xuan frowned slightly, "Stingy, this Immortal God's Yuan Condensation Technique is hard to come by in the world of cultivation. It's only three hundred and sixty swords. If it can land a million swords, my Yuan Shen can even become a great power."
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Qin Xuan said to himself that he had already reacted after receiving the first sword.
The old guy Soul Emperor had such a great wish, how could he create a calamity of death in the False God Realm? He only did this because he understood the essence of the sword light.
Now, although his Yuan Shen has not broken through, the stability of the lotus platform is more than thirty times better than before, and it has saved him a hundred years of hard work. This is still under the premise of having the treasure of tempering the Yuan Shen. If it were an ordinary cultivator,
, if you want your soul to be stable dozens of times, you may not be able to achieve it even if you work hard for at least tens of thousands of years.
Cultivation of the soul is the most difficult, and magic weapons that can temper the soul are even rarer in the world of cultivation.
Below, after the sword light disappeared, Yuhuang even murmured to himself in a daze.
"Three hundred and sixty swords, swords slash the lotus platform!"
"Is he still alive? If he is still alive? Then...is he a human?"
This proud daughter of the Yutian Sect suddenly had some doubts about life at this moment.