The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 398 - 398 398 Breakthrough to the Dao Spirit Realm

Chapter 398: Chapter 398: Breakthrough to the Dao Spirit Realm Chapter 398: Chapter 398: Breakthrough to the Dao Spirit Realm Dao Yi Mountain, South Peak.

The group that had just returned from North Peak was all laughs and chatter.

“Those guys from North Peak are just trash!”

“That’s right!

Brother Deng Qing smashed Zhang Minfeng’s stele on the spot.

Did you see any of those North Peak wastes dare to say anything?

They don’t even dare to fart in front of Brother Deng Qing!

A bunch of useless idiots!”

“…”

The group was brimming with arrogance and contentment.

“Deng Qing!” A commanding voice rose.

Deng Qing and the others quickly turned their gazes towards the source of the voice.

“The Peak Master?” Upon seeing the person who called his name, a slight concentration appeared on Deng Qing’s face, and he hurried forward to pay his respects.

The others also bowed in greeting.

The person who had called out to Deng Qing was the South Peak Master, an Upper Elder of the Inner Court of Dao Yi Academy.

“You’ve just come out of seclusion, where did you run off to?” The South Peak Master asked with a slight narrows of his eyes.

This Peak Master clearly paid close attention to Deng Qing, knowing his situation with his cultivation retreat.

“I didn’t go far, just took a little walk.

Peak Master, did you need me for something?” Deng Qing had a grin on his face.

Indeed, he had just come out of seclusion today!

“Hmm!

In half a month, the Twin Peaks Tournament will take place.

Our South Peak will send three martial artists under fifty years old to battle with students from North Peak!” The South Peak Master nodded as he spoke.

“Peak Master, do you wish for me to represent South Peak in the battle?” Deng Qing’s eyes lit up.

He understood the Peak Master’s intention.

This Twin Peaks Tournament of Dao Yi Academy’s Inner Court was held only once every ten years.

The most eye-catching event of the Twin Peaks Tournament was the battle between three martial artists under fifty from each peak, in a best-of-three format.

The victorious side would receive a large number of resources as rewards from the academy.

Not only the fighters would be rewarded, but all students of the winning peak would benefit.

Naturally, the fighters would receive a larger portion of the rewards.

As for the losing peak, there would be no reward at all.

The competition in the Twin Peaks Tournament was not only about rewards, but also a matter of face.

The victors would be overjoyed, while the losers would be utterly embarrassed, unable to hold their heads high in front of the other peak’s students for the next ten years.

In the last Twin Peaks Tournament, it was South Peak that had defeated North Peak.

This led to a sense of humiliation among the North Peak students in front of those from South Peak.

It was also for this reason that when Jing Yan joined North Peak, many of its students warmly welcomed him upon knowing that he had killed Qian Zhen of South Peak.

“That’s right!

If you’re willing, you can represent South Peak in the battle, as one of the three fighters!” The South Peak Master nodded as he said.

“Don’t worry, Peak Master.

I will definitely beat those wastes from North Peak until they’re pissing themselves!” Deng Qing declared loudly.

The Twin Peaks Tournament was a chance to show one’s face.

Not only would Inner Court students watch the fight, but those from the Outer Court as well.

To display one’s divine power in such an event was a rare opportunity.

“Since you’re willing, then take this half-month to prepare well.” After speaking, the South Peak Master turned and left.

…

Prince Manor!

In Jing Yan’s temporary room!

“Boom!”

A powerful force surged around the surface of Jing Yan’s body, accompanied by a faint sound.

Immediately, his blue robe turned to dust in an instant.

Jing Yan’s physique now exhibited a faint golden hue and even his eyes twinkled with a subtle golden light.

“Pure Yang Spirit Body!

Success!” Joy surged in Jing Yan’s eyes.

After a month of cultivation, he had finally succeeded in the first stage of Nine Yangs Linked.

According to the information from Nine Yangs Linked, his body had now attained the level of a Pure Yang Spirit Body.

After achieving the Pure Yang Spirit Body, even without activating it, Jing Yan’s physical body was tens of times stronger than that of an ordinary martial artist.

If he did activate the Pure Yang Spirit Body, any damage he sustained would heal in a very short time.

Of course, this was all understood through the information contained within Nine Yangs Linked.

The true effect of the Pure Yang Spirit Body couldn’t be confirmed without actual combat.

“Perhaps I could give it a slight test!” A thought crossed Jing Yan’s mind, and his eyes shone brightly.

He pulled out a black short sword and gently ran it across his arm.

“Hm?” What happened next astonished Jing Yan.

The black short sword was unable to make a cut on his arm.

There was only a white mark left on his arm.

“Isn’t that a bit too exaggerated?

This short sword, it’s a magic artifact-grade weapon!” Jing Yan took a deep breath.

Although he had received information about the physical changes after cultivating the Pure Yang Spirit Body during his practice of Nine Yangs Linked, he had always thought that it was an embellished description—a hyperbolic statement.

But now, he truly couldn’t help but believe.

Although he hadn’t used his Primordial Energy when he wielded the black Short Sword, the artifact itself was incomparably sharp.

Moreover, the intricate patterns on the surface of the Magic Artifact inherently possessed a very strong offensive power.

It could be said that if any Martial Artist from the Dao Spirit Realm were standing here, allowing Jing Yan to lightly thrust with the black Short Sword, he could leave a bloody hole in them.

“Tsk tsk…”

Jing Yan, after briefly being stunned, shook his head with a flicker in his eyes.

“Swoosh!”

Black Sword Light burst forth from the Short Sword in his hand.

This time, Jing Yan did mobilize a certain amount of Primordial Energy.

Under the stimulation of the Primordial Energy, the black Short Sword exhaled a beam of black Sword Light.

The black Sword Light swiftly traced over Jing Yan’s arm.

The crimson blood surged out rapidly from the wound.

“Pure Yang Spirit Body!” Jing Yan, examining the wound, silently activated a Secret Technique.

In just a single breath, the injury on Jing Yan’s arm was enveloped by a faint golden light.

Next, one could see the wound on his arm visibly healing at a speed observable to the naked eye.

Jing Yan, stunned, watched this scene unfold!

“This…

is too outrageous, isn’t it?” Jing Yan could hardly believe it!

Not even the effects of Elixirs like Revitalizing Pills could match the healing speed of the Pure Yang Spirit Body.

And, during a battle when a Martial Artist was wounded, it was almost impossible to have time to consume an Elixir for healing.

After swallowing an Elixir, one would need to use Primordial Energy to dissolute its medicinal power to achieve a better healing effect.

But in the midst of combat, a Martial Artist, where could they find the concentration and excess Primordial Energy to absorb the medicinal power for healing?

This Pure Yang Spirit Body was different.

As long as Jing Yan had a thought, the Pure Yang Spirit Body could be activated, automatically repairing any damage to the body.

Just as Jing Yan was marveling at the strength of the Pure Yang Spirit Body, the wound on his arm had already healed as if it had never been, not even leaving behind a trace of a scar.

“Hmm?”

At this moment, Jing Yan’s body trembled slightly.

His Fog Vortex experienced a strange sensation.

Ever since advancing to the Peak of Innate over a year ago, his Fog Vortex had never manifested this sensation.

He had reached the limit of the Innate Peak Realm for a while, and because he always felt he lacked something, he hadn’t chosen to ascend to the Dao Spirit Realm.

Now, it appeared as if the moment had arrived.

Jing Yan’s thoughts raced, and he silently nodded his head.

Perhaps, it was precisely because he had developed the Pure Yang Spirit Body that the Fog Vortex began to undergo a transformation automatically.

“Dao Spirit Realm!”

“Charge!

Begin the ascension!”

Jing Yan hastily sat down cross-legged, taking out a massive amount of resources, preparing to advance from the Innate Realm and become a powerful Dao Spirit Realm Martial Artist.

Golden Pattern Soul Crystal!

Azure Abyss Elixir!

A great number of Top-grade Spirit Stones!

All were placed in front of Jing Yan.

The Sky Vaulting First Divine Skill slowly started to circulate.

Jing Yan closed his eyes, introspecting his Fog Vortex.

In fact, with Jing Yan’s talent, coupled with the Sky Vaulting First Divine Skill and the resources he possessed, his chances of successfully advancing to the Dao Spirit Realm Martial Artist in one breakthrough were at least seventy to eighty percent.

But, he had always refrained from ascending because he had a feeling that if he forcefully ascended, even if he succeeded, it might impact his future.

The Cultivation of the Dao Spirit Realm was by no means Jing Yan’s ultimate goal.

In the future, he wanted to attempt to ascend to the Daoist Master Realm, or even the stronger Dao King Realm.

Martial Artists of the Dao King Realm were among the top-tier powerhouses on the Heavenly Origin Continent.

And above the Dao King, there were even higher levels.

But such a level of Cultivation was not something the current Jing Yan could contemplate, not even extending his view toward.

Now, he needed to fully sprint towards the Dao Spirit Realm.

The spontaneous reaction of the Fog Vortex was precisely what Jing Yan had longed for and had been waiting for.

Time slowly passed.

Two hours later, Jing Yan began to absorb the Top-grade Spirit Stones, replenishing the energy needed for the transformation of the Fog Vortex.

Several hours later, the absorption rate of the Top-grade Spirit Stones evidently could not keep up with the consumption of the Primordial Energy.

Jing Yan held a Golden Pattern Soul Crystal in his palm and absorbed its energy.

Even for an average Martial Artist breaking through and ascending, it would require a vast amount of resources.

The ascension of Jing Yan was obviously much more difficult than that of ordinary Martial Artists.

Understood, his Cultivation at the Innate Peak Realm enabled him to fight against multiple powerful Dao Spirit Realm Martial Artists together, his Primordial Energy was more profound than the majority of Martial Artists at the Early Stage of Dao Spirit Realm.

With such an intimidating Cultivation base aiming to break through to the Dao Spirit Realm, needing more resources, it was completely within expectations.

“Boom…”

When Jing Yan absorbed the energy contained within the Golden Pattern Soul Crystal, that terrifying energy poured into his body, causing his Fog Vortex to tremble violently.

The vast energy circulated through his body’s Martial Arts Meridians, almost uncontrollable.

Jing Yan hastily began to consume the Azure Abyss Elixir!

The energy contained within the Golden Pattern Soul Crystal exceeded Jing Yan’s expectations.

This Low-level Golden Pattern Soul Crystal contained about ten times more energy than a High-level Soul Crystal.

After ingesting the Azure Abyss Elixir, some of the energy from the Golden Pattern Soul Crystal within Jing Yan’s body was rapidly neutralized.

The neutralized energy, under the operation of the Sky Vaulting First Divine Skill, was quickly absorbed into the Fog Vortex, replenishing the Primordial Energy lost during the transformation.

However, Jing Yan had overlooked one thing!

The Azure Abyss Elixir was only a Grade One Elixir.

Previously, it was still manageable to neutralize the High-level Soul Crystal.

But now, what he used was the Golden Pattern Soul Crystal!

Clearly, a Grade One Azure Abyss Elixir was incapable of completely neutralizing the Extreme Yang Energy contained within the Golden Pattern Soul Crystal.