Breaking through the illusion of the mortal world

Chapter 52 The Nine Tribulations of Soaring Through the Clouds—Yunyan

At this moment, Lu Ming's blood and qi were surging and his spiritual energy was in disarray, but his eyes became increasingly sharp.

The thought that Qingping Sword Immortal had passed on to Lu Ming became clearer and clearer in his mind, and a scene of Qingping Sword Immortal fighting with earth-shattering magic flashed by.

Without forgetting oneself, without self, only thoughts remain.

At this moment, Lu Ming was completely immersed in the artistic conception of Qingping Sword Intent. Images flashed in his mind, and his sword moved accordingly. With an indomitable determination, he leaped forward and swung his sword!

This sudden turn of events caused Lu Ming's entire demeanor to change! Everyone watching held their breath.

Xia Yufei frowned slightly, not expecting that Lu Ming could still unleash such sword intent at this moment. For the first time, a flicker appeared in her usually cold eyes.

The longsword invited the moon and emitted a resounding sword cry, like a phoenix crying in the heavens. Thousands of sword qi instantly condensed and poured down like a waterfall, rushing straight towards Lu Ming.

Before the sword energy arrived, the sword energy itself was already there. A wisp of sword energy grazed Lu Ming's face, leaving streaks of blood, but Lu Ming didn't care at all.

"The wind rises from the green grass," Lu Ming murmured. Lu Ming's figure was like the wind, and every time he swung his long sword, it shattered countless qi swords like a whirlwind. Gradually, Lu Ming's sword intent became more and more refined, and he had a faint intention to suppress Xia Yufei.

However, at the same time, the cracks on the Wind Spirit Sword grew larger and larger, and finally it could not withstand the pressure and shattered.

Lu Ming was greatly shocked and spat out another mouthful of blood. The Xuan Turtle Spirit Shield operated frantically, but the bloodstains on Lu Ming's body continued to increase.

Although Lu Ming was briefly injured and the Wind Spirit Sword had shattered, his sword intent increased rather than decreased.

After entering a state of non-forgetfulness and selflessness, he forgot about the longsword, with only the sword intent remaining.

He held the sword hilt, and his sword intent automatically condensed into the shape of a sword.

At this moment, the air seemed to solidify. Protected by the Xuan Turtle Spirit Shield, Lu Ming flew forward with a sword condensed from sword intent, thrusting straight forward, ignoring the bloodstains left on his body by the rain of swords.

As the sword intent continued to condense, the rain of swords was forced to fly backward, and Xia Yufei summoned back the rain of swords and gathered them into one sword.

The sword, swirling with sword intent, clashed violently with the sword formed from Lu Ming's sword intent, carrying the resolute power to cleave ice and snow!

Intense sword energy continuously overflowed, and although Lu Ming was protected by a magical artifact, he was still constantly scratched by the sharp sword energy.

As the sword energy swept past Xia Yufei, a faint golden light shone around her, indicating that she was also protected by a defensive magic weapon.

At this moment, both of them were struggling to hold on, neither willing to back down even slightly.

The audience below was stunned. It was simply unbelievable that the two people with such cultivation could comprehend sword intent so deeply.

Finally, after a fierce clash of sword energies, both of them were blasted away, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

Xia Yufei clearly felt that Lu Ming was about to fall with the next sword strike, but Lu Ming managed to unleash even more intense attacks each time, and even the broken sword couldn't affect him.

Xia Yufei lightly wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and the audience below the stage immediately burst into tears.

Lu Ming was in an even worse situation. He was kneeling on the stage, covered in blood, but the hilt of the sword in his hand was still gathering sword intent, which meant that he was not going to admit defeat.

Despite the fierce fighting, the elders showed no intention of calling a halt.

"Soaring Through the Nine Tribulations, First Tribulation: Annihilation of the Clouds!"

Xia Yufei let out a soft cry, and swung her longsword, slicing through the void! In an instant, the space in front of her seemed to collapse!

A miniature cloud vortex formed instantly, radiating a destructive aura!

This is the ultimate technique of the Fuyao Sacred Land, with immense power, and it is a secret technique that the Fuyao Sacred Land does not pass on!

"What! Nine Tribulations of Soaring High! For someone with a cultivation level below Foundation Establishment to be able to unleash such a divine power, even with the blessing of the Moon Invitation Sword, she is still a genius that appears only once in a thousand years."

The elders below the stage stared wide-eyed as if they were seeing a monster as Xia Yufei unleashed her supernatural powers.

Upon seeing this, Lu Ming felt an unprecedented sense of crisis. He shot the Shattering Shuttle into the cloud vortex, but it was like a mud ox entering the sea. Its spiritual light dimmed instantly, and it was bounced away.

The sword energy containing the intent of Qingping Sword slashed into the annihilating cloud vortex, producing a piercing friction sound. The sword light swayed violently, and its forward momentum was firmly blocked!

Lu Ming could see clearly that when Xia Yufei used this move, her face turned pale instantly, and the fluctuations of her spiritual energy were extremely unstable, indicating that she was under great strain.

At this moment, he disregarded everything and unleashed the full power of the Qingping Sword Intent, leaping into the sky in an attempt to interrupt Xia Yufei's spellcasting.

The Shattering Rope and the Wind Spirit Sword, formed from sword intent, relentlessly attacked Xia Yufei's protective aura. At this moment, Xia Yufei's face was contorted in pain, and blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth, but the surrounding tribulation clouds were still merely gathering and had not yet been unleashed.

Finally, under Lu Ming's relentless attacks, Xia Yufei's protective aura suddenly shattered, but the tribulation clouds above her head were about to condense successfully.

At this moment, Xia Yufei was no longer protected. The tribulation clouds enveloped the two of them, making it difficult for outsiders to see the situation inside. As long as Lu Ming attacked Xia Yufei before this attack could be fully formed, he could interrupt her spellcasting.

Xia Yufei will also be severely injured by the backlash from the tribulation clouds!

Seeing Lu Ming so close, a hint of resentment and despair flashed across Xia Yufei's face.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Lu Ming's mind.

This is merely a sect competition, not a life-or-death struggle.

Seeing that the other person's face was pale and blood was constantly spilling from the corner of their mouth, although their eyes were firm, their body was trembling.

At this critical moment, a hint of reluctance flashed in Lu Ming's eyes. Lu Ming was so close to her; he could severely injure her with a single swing of his sword.

However, he forcibly restrained the fully erupted Qingping sword intent, and the sword energy that struck down also slightly changed its angle, avoiding Xia Yufei, only cutting off a strand of her hair.

Xia Yufei's eyes were filled with complex emotions, but the cloud of annihilation had already been successfully formed, and she couldn't change it. She saw the tribulation clouds above her head turn into white light and quickly attack Lu Ming.

"puff-!"

Lu Ming was struck hard, and the protective aura around his body shattered instantly. The Xuan Turtle Armor let out a mournful cry, and its dark light dimmed.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, the blood spurting from his mouth drawing a dazzling arc in the air before crashing heavily to the edge of the ring.

Lu Ming struggled a few times, but ultimately could not stand up again.

Lu Ming felt as if his meridians were on fire, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted; he was already severely injured.

On the arena, the vortex of clouds slowly dissipated. Xia Yufei leaned on her sword, her face as pale as paper, her body trembling, and blood constantly spilling from the corner of her mouth, but she still persevered and did not fall.

She looked at Lu Ming, who was lying on the ground, her cold eyes filled with complex and unfathomable emotions.

She knew very well that the other party had held back at the last moment.

The entire room fell silent.

The referee elder quickly stepped forward and channeled spiritual energy into Lu Ming's body to stabilize his injuries.

"Luoxia Peak, surpasses even the beauty of summer rain!"

The silence was broken when the voice fell, and various discussions began to erupt.

Some lamented that Lu Ming was eliminated in the top eight, some were amazed by the terrifying power of Xia Yufei's ultimate technique, and a few with keen eyesight saw the mystery in the final moment.

Lu Ming lay on the cold Xuan Gang Stone, listening to the announcement of the results, feeling the intense pain in his body, yet his heart was strangely calm.

He lost the match, his sword was shattered, and he missed out on the magical treasure, but at this moment he felt no sense of gain or loss.

Zhao Ling and Mo Yuan rushed onto the arena immediately, helped him up, and fed him healing pills.

Qin Feiyu shouted anxiously from below the stage, and Hu Zhen also walked over quickly, her eyes filled with worry.

Lu Ming forced a smile at them before fainting.