Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 619 - 0505: Sword Pass: The Fifteenth Life-taking Sword! (Guaranteed update, asking for monthly tickets)

Chapter 619: 0505: Sword Pass: The Fifteenth Life-taking Sword! (Guaranteed update, asking for monthly tickets)

"It seems that this Sword Pass is also a place with spiritual charm and geomantic treasure," mused Jiang Dali, "infused with Xie Xiaofeng’s sword moves and Sword Intent, already in ’Unity of Heaven and Man,’ it has nurtured such a remarkable place."

As the red light signaling danger and hostility emerged within the alleyway, Jiang Dali continued moving without a pause, taking a step into the lane.

Swoosh—

A beam of sword light suddenly burst through the wall, coming at him with unrivaled speed, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, filled with an unstoppable momentum.

Jiang Dali’s eyelids twitched slightly, and with an indifferent gesture, his hand lightly pressed forward, casually producing a sound of metal clashing in the air.

Clang!

A blast of Sword Qi was caught between his two fingers and crumbled in a moment.

He had already taken the first step.

His gaze immediately focused on a deep sword mark on the wall of the alleyway.

Just by looking at it, there was a piercing sensation, as if his eyes were about to be pricked.

Jiang Dali’s eyes reflected contemplation as he reached out towards that sword mark.

The closer his palm got, the sharper the sensation on his skin, like being pricked by needles and cut by blades.

"Hmm? Interesting."

Jiang Dali’s eyebrows lifted slightly as his palm suddenly pressed onto the sword mark.

Boom!—

It was as if a startling beam of sword light suddenly assaulted his mind, like a white rainbow, like flowing fire, shaking his very soul, as if to cleave his head in two.

"-32!"

A figure of damage popped above Jiang Dali’s head.

His gaze sharpened, snapping back to reality.

Looking at his hand, there was a faint sensation of his flesh being sliced open, and indeed there was a new wound.

"The power of Heaven and Earth, it’s all concentrated in this one sword mark, combined with the rich spiritual charm of this place, which is why Xie Xiaofeng’s sword mark, after accumulating over days and months, can still burst forth with such strength..."

Jiang Dali’s muscles trembled, and his palm turned a pale golden color as he entered the Basic Cross Training State created from the combination of ’Iron Cloth Shirt,’ ’Thirteen Grand Protectors Training,’ and ’Golden Body Skill.’

In this state, his body’s defense was significantly improved.

Even though it wasn’t as formidable as when entering the ’Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill,’ it still increased his Defense value by 54~60 points, making it very difficult for Martial World people even with third-grade named weapons to harm him.

Clank-chi—

Jiang Dali’s pale golden fingers brushed over the sword mark, making noises as if he was chopping with an axe, no longer affecting him in the slightest.

He looked towards more sword marks on the alley’s walls ahead.

Every sword mark was different, each filled with deeper layers of Sword Intent.

Suddenly, as if a figure appeared before his eyes, dancing various Sword Moves within the alley, with a Sword Intent soaring to the heavens, it was heart-shaking.

Ding Peng’s voice came from behind, "It’s not just the Sword Qi that injures, but also Xie Xiaofeng’s lingering Sword Intent. You cannot traverse this alley unless you can surpass Xie Xiaofeng’s spiritual realm of intent."

"Xie Xiaofeng, more than two decades ago during his battle with Yan Shisan, was already a strong warrior in the Heavenly Human Realm. Now, after more than twenty years, who knows how much more powerful he has become. These sword marks in the alley must have been left by him over ten years ago."

Jiang Dali said calmly.

For someone like him, who has a strong proficiency in Cross Training Martial Arts, a Sword God like Xie Xiaofeng, who could sever souls with his sword, posed the greatest threat.

No matter how strong the body’s defensive power or how abundant the Qi-Blood, a wave of Sword Intent could injure the spirit and cause severe damage.

This was why Li Xunhuan’s single blade, even though it only caused some superficial wounds, also led to a one-fifth drop in his Qi-Blood.

The primary damage was on the spiritual level.

Whether it was Ding Peng, Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, Fu Hongxue, Lang Fan Yun, they were all experts at soul-severing injuries.

However...

If one were to enter the ’Vajra Invulnerability Divine Skill’s Strong Divine State or elevate the Heartless Blade Intent to a profound level, even the strong Sword Intent or Blade Intent of these individuals would be weakened...

Jiang Dali focused his mind and continued walking deeper into the alley.

He took four steps in succession.

Such actions made Ding Peng and Xiao Qiushui shiver inwardly, thinking that Black Wind Village Chief Jiang Dali was indeed arrogant and bold.

Hiss hiss hiss hiss—

Four beams of sword light, along with astonishing Sword Intent, suddenly attacked.

It was as if Xie Xiaofeng had materialized within the alley, delivering four swords in one moment, attacking Jiang Dali.

One sword lightly floated as if a willow swayed in mid-air, with a latent sharpness hidden in its softness.

One sword exuded a heavy killing intent, like the sky filled with dark clouds massing, a sword Qi that enveloped everything.

One sword resembled scorching sunlight, like molten gold and blazing stones, as red as a blood-drenched sunset.

And the last sword, seemingly infinite in variations yet also as if unvarying, elusive, substantial, nimble, and vicious.

In an instant, the whole alley was filled with crisscrossing Sword Qi and soaring Sword Intent, completely engulfing Jiang Dali’s form in a sea of swords.

An ordinary person wouldn’t stand a chance to counterattack, let alone deflect any of the Sword Qi.

But in that moment, a dazzling blade light suddenly rose within the alley.

Though the blade light was brilliant, it was imbued with a cold and desolate vibe, like the sunlight on a winter day, devoid of any warmth, instead chilling to the bone!

Clang!!—

The blade light swept through Jiang Dali’s sturdy palm.

With a slicing sound!

The walls of the alley trembled violently, unleashing an alarming streak of fire, and a striking blade mark appeared, emanating an overwhelming, cold-blooded aura, directly ripping through the four sword marks, cutting across them.

"What!? "

Ding Peng and Xiao Qiushui both changed complexion, as if struck by lightning; their preconceived notions overturned.

At that moment, Jiang Dali’s burly figure also took the sixth and seventh steps, carrying the blade.

Two more blasts of Sword Qi came at him.