Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 661 - 661 660 Settling the Score 6

661: Chapter 660 Settling the Score 6 661: Chapter 660 Settling the Score 6 Tang Yan decided to take a risk, but of course, this risk was, in his view, controllable.

It was not blind confidence, but respect for the Great Dao.

His combat skills actually centered on two Taoist Bodies—one was the Jade Void Dharma Body, and the other was the Mustard Seed Golden Body.

All his methods originated from these two directions, employing a rare defensive counterattack style.

First withstand, then strike.

However, his strength was so overpowering that a simple attack could defeat his opponent, so few people truly understood the essence of his combat method, including those instructors from the Wu Sect.

What he had been trying to determine was which Taoist Body to use as the final technique to secure victory, and now it was clear that the Mustard Seed Golden Body was likely useless against Sword Cultivators.

Only his Dharma Body was the correct choice.

It was also the skill he had immersed himself in the deepest and understood the most thoroughly.

With his mind made up, he no longer hesitated.

His body swelled once again, even surpassing his previous Dharma Body, turning him into a hazy phantom-like shadow of a giant, dozens of feet tall, with the pathways of mana traveling within his body clearly visible.

The giant roared and threw a punch at the Sword Cultivator.

Due to the giant’s immense stature, his arm’s length reached a terrifying several dozen feet.

The Gang Qi left his body effortlessly, bringing the Sword Cultivator within the range of his punch—its reach even exceeded that of a Flying Sword!

He was forcing the Sword Cultivator to use the Body Sword Skill.

This was an overt scheme, for without it, the ordinary Flying Sword Skill would be completely ineffective against his ethereal and gigantic Jade Void Dharma Body.

This tactic was highly effective in the Tongtian realm because the most effective way to counter such a Dharma Body was with a solid understanding of the Great Dao.

If understanding of the Great Dao surpassed his, such a Dharma Body would be nothing but a joke.

Therefore, his sharply refined Dharma Body would be greatly diminished against Golden Core opponents, and against those undergoing Nascent Transformation, it might be as easy as blowing air.

But at the moment, it was solid and unyielding.

He was taking advantage of the fact that cultivators in the Tongtian realm had not yet come into contact with the Great Dao’s principles.

As expected, no sooner had he transformed his Dharma Body than the Sword Cultivator had switched to the Body Sword Skill.

It was a tactic of direct confrontation.

The Sword Cultivator was betting that he could weaken the Dharma Body with continuous slashes from the Flying Sword, and indeed, he was capable of doing just that.

But Tang Yan had a different plan in mind.

The previous form of a dozen feet tall Dharma Body was a trap; the current form of several dozen feet was the secret to his victory.

The Flying Sword slashed into his massive body without hesitation.

Tang Yan, with his giant Dharma Body’s head, gave a strange smile and uttered a Daoist command, “Control!”

The giant’s body shone brilliantly, and in an instant, a map of Pure Qi pathways formed within, with all the meridians sealed as if closed, resembling broad roads.

The inner secrets were exposed, embodying the essence of Qian Kun.

This was a higher application of the Jade Void Dharma Body, the Body Heaven and Earth!

Under Body Heaven and Earth, the Dharma Body represented everything.

Any foreign object that entered would be confined within this realm, and that was the rule; unless the Flying Sword possessed a power beyond this realm to call upon.

But at that moment, the Sword Cultivator and his Flying Sword were merged as one, which meant that both man and sword were now within the Body Heaven and Earth, constrained by its rules, unable to escape!

Of course, if the Sword Cultivator was willing to separate from his sword, he could probably escape, but the Flying Sword would have to be left behind; for a Sword Cultivator who has honed his swordsmanship to such an extent that the sword is no different from his life, would he be willing?

The Flying Sword still rampaged within the giant’s body with abandon, hacking and slashing as it pleased, but after a few breaths’ time, the Sword Cultivator finally realized something was wrong—he couldn’t get out.

Thus, the Flying Sword ferociously attacked in one direction, but for the current Dharma Body, how could there be a vulnerability from being fiercely assaulted at one point?

With its body uniformly integrated, there was no such thing as a flaw.

The tide of battle had become baffling and enigmatic, with no one knowing what the outcome of the stalemate would be.

The Sword Cultivator’s Body Sword Skill was still effective, gradually weakening the structure of the Lawless Body; but Tang Yan still firmly controlled the Sword Cultivator, allowing him to dash forward or lunge right but never breaking free from the constraints of Body Heaven and Earth.

In theory, as the Flying Sword continued to weaken the Lawless Body, the Lawless Body’s binding power over the Flying Sword should become weaker and weaker.

The contest between the two was always in a state of dynamic equilibrium, with gains and losses on both sides, perhaps a better outlook for the Sword Cultivator?

But that was an illusion.

As soon as he entered the Pocket World, Tang Yan had used the Wu Sect Nine Skills and Seven Techniques’ “Source Fusion,” a highly advanced technique of environmental integration.

The goal was to use the gradually weakening natural environment of the pocket world to achieve a resonance between man and nature, the weaker the environment, the stronger the man!

That was also why the Wu Sect had to choose the Anhe Daoist’s Pocket World—their choice of battleground inherently favored Tang Yan.

It wasn’t a request from Tang Yan personally; he wasn’t so shameless as to stoop to that, maintaining the dignity of the Heavenly Kui Star, but he couldn’t help that there were always zealous sect elders around him.

Thus, pretending to be unaware, he simply went with the flow…

He wasn’t afraid of such weakening; the weaker he became, the stronger his abilities, an irreversible trend, because no one could reverse the direction of the Pocket World.

But he was still trying to suppress his performance as much as possible, afraid that he might scare the Sword Cultivator off inadvertently, who might turn the tables and escape from Body Heaven and Earth.

It would then be difficult to bait the Sword Cultivator again, so he had to create the illusion of a victory within reach.

Creating illusions was grueling, but as he watched his opponent sink deeper into Body Heaven and Earth, he couldn’t help but feel a joyful sense of utter control.

Especially the satisfaction of having such a formidable opponent fall into his trap was beyond words.

Eventually, he felt his suppression had reached a certain limit, continuing any further would reveal the true strength behind the illusion of weakness.

There was no need to pretend anymore; he could feel his own power.

Even if he forcefully detained the Sword Cultivator, or even if the Sword Cultivator broke free from the fusion with his sword, escape was impossible.

Finally, he felt a genuine interest in negotiation, not out of forgetfulness, but because victory needed to be shared, “You’re quite strong.

Would you agree to establish a Daoist oath and take me as your master?”

The Sword Cultivator raised his eyebrows in surprise, “Are all the Constellation True Inheritors this self-assured?”

Tang Yan didn’t want to talk more, actions spoke louder than words; he would like to see what face the Sword Cultivator would show when faced with a hopeless situation.

The so-called fight-to-the-death ethos of Sword Cultivators was a joke, at least in his opinion.

Without witnesses, at the instant of life and death, which Cultivator didn’t have a strong desire to live?

Give him hope, extensive conditions, an excuse that it would never be disclosed…

seven or eight out of ten would yield.

Such was human nature, and Sword Cultivators were no exception.

But he wouldn’t spare the Sword Cultivator; this was merely a jest.

He was determined to kill him, and he intended to keep the fact of the other’s final pleas a secret to humiliate the Shan Sect Quanzhen!

This was the price for massacring the cultivators of the Wu Sect.