Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation-Novel2

Chapter 1399: Yinyang Saber Formation

However, sometimes, opportunity came only once. By the time one recognized it, the opportunity was gone.

It was too late for Eccentric Qin to feel regrets. He could only stand at the cliffside and stare into black space, feeling dumbfounded. Only now did he realize that the Shadowless Saber Sovereign had not come here to snatch his Martial Technique but that the Shadowless Saber Sovereign heard of his fame and wanted to see for himself.

To think that Eccentric Qin overestimated himself and laughed at the Shadowless Saber Sovereign, mocking him.

Only when Eccentric Qin saw the Shadowless Saber Sovereign's incredible Saber Techniques was he fully convinced of the Shadowless Saber Sovereign's strength; he could not help acknowledging the Shadowless Saber Sovereign as a senior.

In this world where strength mattered more, there was no clear divide in age. The weaker one would address the stronger one as Senior. Even if the weaker one were older than the other, there was nothing wrong with it.

"The Shadowless Saber Sovereign is truly unfathomable."

Eccentric Qin felt disappointed and frustrated. Then, he glanced at the Blood Demon Royal Hall disciple's corpse on the ground, and his expression changed.

Now that a member of the Blood Demon Royal Hall had died here, someone would definitely come to investigate. He could not remain in this place any longer and had to leave quickly.

Eccentric Qin's figure flashed. After picking up the corpses of his two disciples, he soared into the air and directly jumped off the cliff.

One truly became more experienced with age, their thoughts growing more meticulous.

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In less than half a day, the four Demons who had run away led a youth wearing scarlet robes gilded with gold to this place.

"Protector Wang Tian, this is how Boss Qin died. He could not even block a single move before he was pinned to the ground, void of any signs of life."

In the Blood Demon Royal Hall, the Crown Scion was the highest rank. After that, there was a Dao Protector, who would be very strong, normally a peak expert of the older generation. action

Under the Dao Protector were the four Protectors. The four Protectors would be royal clan disciples who failed in the competition to become the Crown Scion. Their strength could not be underestimated. Aside from the strong Dao Protector, they could be said to be existences that were second only to the Crown Scion in the Demon Royal Hall.

Fortunately, Eccentric Qin ran fast. Otherwise, with the arrival of this Protector, even if he had two lives, he would lose both of them here.

"It's him again! The Shadowless Saber Sovereign!" the Blood Demon Royal Hall Protector Wang Tian said sullenly, a heavy murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

In the past few years, countless outstanding Demon talents had died at the Shadowless Saber Sovereign's hands. Furthermore, he killed them all extremely decisively. It was cold and frightening, without any room for negotiation whatsoever.

The various Demon Royal Halls listed this person was someone whom they had to kill at all costs. However, this person was extremely elusive, appearing one moment and disappearing the next.

The Shadowless Saber Sovereign never wasted any time, never lingering. He never got off his war chariot and always disappeared without any traces.

There was too little accurate information. Even if the Demons wanted to kill the Shadowless Saber Sovereign, they could not find him.

"Protector Wang, the Saber Dao tea party will be happening next month. The Shadowless Saber Sovereign should be going as well. Should we…"

Wang Tian shook his head and said, "No need. Although the Shadowless Saber Sovereign is a headache to deal with, he never takes the initiative to kill Demons. That is not the biggest problem now. This time, the few Demon Royal Halls are working together on this place. We cannot let it get disrupted because of one Shadowless Saber Sovereign."

"Lord Protector, the Water Moon Alliance's people are coming over."

A warship bearing the Water Moon Alliance's banner could be seen piercing through the clouds in the distance, quickly approaching this place.

Wang Tian's lips curled up into a smile as he said, "They are really fast. I'll let you all live for a few more days. Let's go."

This Protector smiled mysteriously before leading the four Demons away.

This was a great age. Storms stirred, and there were undercurrents flowing at every moment. A plot targeted at every outstanding talent of the Kunlun Realm slowly unfolded in the Tianwu Domain.

No matter how this situation was laid out or who did it, the Shadowless Saber Sovereign Xiao Chen only brushed by temporarily before rushing away.

After leaving Gentle Cloud City, Xiao Chen headed north to a rather desolate plain of the Tianwu Domain. Then, he slowly descended.

The black throne, which had seven Divine Weapons on its back, gave off starlight that filled the sky.

How did a war chariot turn into a throne? The reason was simple, but the process was long and complicated.

At Xiao Chen's current cultivation, the flood dragon war chariot could no longer keep up and needed to be altered, to be re-refined.

This was what Xiao Chen worked on for two years in Heavenly Star Island. First, he merged the Seven Deadly Sins into the war chariot. Then, the Cycle Banner. Finally, he turned it into a peak Emperor Grade Secret Treasure.

The difficulty of refining this was extremely great.

Fortunately, for those two years, Xiao Chen was depressed. After he jumped off the Emperor's Road, he did not have any interest in cultivating the Martial Dao for a long time.

He spent all his time on the war chariot, entering a state where he forgot about everything. Furthermore, he was an intelligent person.

After spending two years, Xiao Chen finally completed the refinement and called it the Cycle War Chariot. It possessed two forms. One was a war chariot, which was used for long-distance travel and cultivating, helping to hide his aura.

The throne form was for combat. Not only could it strengthen his aura and Emperor's Might, but it also had many other wondrous uses.

As for those two quasi-Emperor-level flood dragons, Xiao Chen continuously nourished them with dragon souls for two years. Baptized by Dragon Qi and tempered by dragon blood, they had long since mutated.

Now, the sky was turning dark. There was not a single person to be seen on this desolate plain.

The black throne slowly descended. It was like the son of heaven personally descending to the mortal realm. Countless Spirit Beasts in the vast land felt a pressure that made them tremble in fear, unable to run or even move.

Xiao Chen casually waved his hand, and the many Spirit Beasts acted like they received pardon, scattering in all directions while kicking up clouds of dust.

When all the Spirit Beasts were gone, the entire desolate plain fell utterly silent. Not even sighing wind remained, forming a strange scene.

Xiao Chen closed his eyes and sank into deep thought, recalling the various events of the past few years, exchanging moves with various bladesmen.

Among these people, there were old men over five hundred years of age and Martial Emperors less than a century old. There were both male and female, people of the Ghost Race and the Fiend Race. There was a great variety of people. The only common denominator was that they were all bladesmen.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

After some time, Pride, which was behind Xiao Chen, shot out. Following that, the other Divine Weapons unsheathed as well.

Xiao Chen, whose eyes were closed, casually swept his hand across and executed the Life Bestowal Spell. Seven human figures appeared from the mud and used the various Divine Weapons to practice Saber Techniques.

Two years ago, his Purple Thunder Divine Incantation broke through to the Ninth Layer. The Magic Energy in his sea of consciousness increased again.

Now, he could execute Magic Skills even more smoothly than before, manipulating them as he desired. His Life Bestowal Spell already reached a point where he could casually execute it, even using just air.

The seven human figures surrounded the throne, each executing a Saber Technique. Boundless saber lights seemed to interconnect, causing fluctuations.

However, there were too many scenes in Xiao Chen's mind. Clearly, seven figures were insufficient.

Many sabers flew out from the Universe Ring. With a casual wave, forty-nine figures descended from the air. After they each caught a saber and landed, they started to practice the saber.

As the scenes in Xiao Chen's mind flashed by faster and faster, the number of figures holding sabers on the desolate plains grew from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, from a thousand to ten thousand.

[Note: In Chinese, the characters for ten, hundred, thousand and ten thousand are all different. This is a very classic way in Chinese writing to express an exponential increase. It is not specifically describing how exactly the figures increased even though the final number did line up with ten thousand.]

Immediately, saber lights filled the sky of the vast desolate plains. As they interconnected, they presented a vast and majestic scene of ten thousand people practicing the saber.

A huge Taiji Diagram vaguely appeared on the ground.

Unconsciously, the ten thousand bladesmen were segregated into halves—five thousand Yin and five thousand Yang. Their movements slowly integrated with each other.

Yin and Yang flowed, each turning into a dragon. From the initially chaotic and disorganized ten thousand bladesmen, it now looked like one person practicing the saber. Two dragons flew up and down, appearing indistinct.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes, and the scene instantly fixed.

Xiao Chen had spent two years refining the throne he sat on. At the same time, he also thought about his own Dao. No matter how the Dao changed—the Immortal Dao, the Buddhist Dao, the Martial Dao, the Demonic Dao—his Dao never changed. It was the supreme Dao of Dao.

By riding his Cycle War Chariot, he could travel millions of kilometers in a day and traverse the entire Tianwu Domain. Through the years, he had gone to both the south and the north, wandering through most of the Kunlun Realm and visiting many bladesmen.

This Yinyang Saber Formation before Xiao Chen was the most objective benefit. Taiji birthed Yin and Yang. Ying and Yang birthed the four divisions. The four divisions birthed the eight trigrams. From there, the eight trigrams continued to birth all living things in the world.

The Yinyang Saber Formation was only the first step of the Taiji Saber Dao. After that, there were still the four divisions, the eight trigrams, and every being.

"Crack! Crack!"

The many bladesmen turned back to dirt, and the many sabers returned to the Universe Ring. The desolate plain regained to its previous calm. Now, only seven bladesman remained, holding the Seven Deadly Sins and guarding the throne in seven directions.

Xiao Chen's gaze fell on a particular saber on the throne. Although the Seven Deadly Sins were good, the one he loved the most was still the Lunar Shadow Saber.