Great Immortal With Boundless Mana

Chapter 198: Spring Breeze and Nurturing Rain

"I yield," Gao Xian's clear voice startled Li Fei Huang awake. Instinctively, she touched her forehead, where a faint trace of blood marked her skin.

But she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, "I'm not dead!"

Gao Xian's sword had easily cut through layer after layer of the Southern Ming's Divine Fire, and the unparalleled sharpness of the green sword blade seemed to have severed her soul.

In that moment, she had glimpsed the endless abyss of death, thinking that she was doomed.

Li Fei Huang had never been so close to death before, and she was terrified.

It was only after confirming that she was unharmed that Li Fei Huang slowly regained her composure. She glanced deeply at the man in the green robe opposite her, hesitated for a moment, bowed respectfully, and left the Feixian Platform.

There was silence in the audience. Gao Xian's casual sword strike not only extinguished the Southern Ming's Divine Fire, but also silenced the cheers and applause of the crowd.

Many people had a stunned and incredulous look in their eyes, unable to believe that Li Fei Huang had lost so easily!

Li Cheng Feng looked at Li Fei Huang with some concern. The light had disappeared from her eyes, and the arrogance had vanished from her brows. She seemed lost and empty, like a hollow shell.

"Fei Huang?"

"Ancestor."

Li Fei Huang sighed softly, "I'm fine."

"The moon waxes and wanes, and people rise and fall," Li Cheng Feng worried that Li Fei Huang might not be able to accept it, so he comforted her, "Experiencing setbacks at your age is not a bad thing."

"I understand."

Li Fei Huang couldn't help but look at the figure in the green robe on the Feixian Platform again. She touched her forehead, but couldn't feel the faint sword mark anymore.

The powerful body of a Foundation Building cultivator had quickly healed the wound.

The mark on her forehead had healed, but she couldn't forget the sword strike that could destroy her soul.

This sword strike had deeply cut into her heart, leaving a profound scar!

Li Fei Huang clenched her fist silently. She hated her own weakness. Wasn't it just a brush with death? What was there to be afraid of!

She really didn't want to stay here any longer. She always felt like others were mocking her, even pitying her!

"I'm tired, I'm going back first."

Li Fei Huang informed her ancestor and turned around to fly away.

Li Cheng Feng said to a female Foundation Building cultivator, "Follow her and keep an eye on her."

The female Foundation Building cultivator hurriedly obeyed and chased after Li Fei Huang.

Li Cheng Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Gao Xian is formidable, it's useless for others to go. Yuan Feng, you go."

Wang Yuan Feng was a late-stage Foundation Building cultivator, one hundred and ninety years old, with exceptionally pure cultivation and extraordinary swordsmanship. There were few opponents among Foundation Building cultivators.

He was much stronger than Huo Lianshan of the Chi Yan Sect.

Li Cheng Feng also held Wang Yuan Feng in high regard. Gao Xian was in high spirits, and sending others up would be a waste. It was better to let Wang Yuan Feng go directly.

"Yes."

Wang Yuan Feng cupped his hands in response. He grasped his sword and released the Qi of the Five Thunder Gang. A flash of blue lightning surrounded him, and he appeared on the Feixian Platform.

This was the first time Gao Xian had seen him, but he knew his name was Wang Yuan Feng. There were not many late-stage Foundation Building experts in the Qingfeng Sect.

And there was only one who could control the Thunder Law: Wang Yuan Feng.

Wang Yuan Feng had an ordinary appearance, wearing a brown Daoist robe. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, except for the ever-changing blue electric light in the depths of his eyes, exuding a powerful aura.

"I, Daoist Wang Yuan Feng, ask for Fellow Daoist's guidance." Wang Yuan Feng bowed respectfully.

Gao Xian returned the gesture, saying, "Please."

Wang Yuanfeng drew his long sword and lightly brushed it, causing a shimmering blue electric light to dance across the clear and sharp blade.

Upon seeing the opponent's sword grip and posture, Gao Xian knew that his swordsmanship was superior, far surpassing that of Huolian Mountain.

Huolian Mountain was mainly compatible with the Chiyang Sword, and his cultivation could greatly benefit from the Chiyang Sword's immense power.

Speaking solely of swordsmanship, Huolian Mountain was fierce and powerful, but lacked smoothness. While it excelled in direct confrontation, its weakness in dealing with rough swordsmanship became apparent.

Every move made by Wang Yuanfeng seemed to be in perfect rhythm, as if the sword had suddenly come to life in his hands.

"A formidable opponent!" Gao Xian was immediately excited. He had practiced swordsmanship day and night, finally reaching the realm of a grandmaster.

The main reason was that he couldn't allocate any points, so he could only rely on honing his proficiency through hard work.

By reaching the pinnacle of the three secret techniques of Transformation Art, Iron Dragon Hand, and Vajra Staff, he had achieved complete control over his body.

Especially with the Vajra Staff, he integrated his internal and external forces, giving him a taste of the unyielding nature of a diamond.

Spells, magical tools, talismans, flying swords, and swordsmanship all required practitioners to master them.

However, some focused on their spiritual consciousness, while others focused on their physical bodies.

A practitioner who could achieve unity of form and spirit would be adept at anything they controlled.

The path of swordsmanship relied on using the sword to cast spells, making it even more necessary for practitioners to achieve unity of form and spirit.

Through the enhancement of several secret techniques, Gao Xian's swordsmanship had also made rapid progress, just one step away from reaching the realm of a grandmaster.

Encountering a skilled swordsman like Wang Yuanfeng, Gao Xian's first reaction was excitement. He wanted to see how high this person's swordsmanship could be!

It wasn't that he was arrogant, but whether it was his spiritual consciousness or his physical body, he far surpassed the late stage of Foundation Building.

Just relying on the Qinglian Robe, he could withstand a sword strike from the opponent without any problem. Not to mention that he also had the Thunderbolt Electric Light technique to support him.

Even if he didn't actively use this technique, it could still make him move at an extreme speed, and his powerful body allowed him to fully exert his speed advantage.

In this situation, what could he lose with!

Wang Yuanfeng didn't think so much. The lightning sword in his hand turned into a sharp electric light and stabbed directly at Gao Xian.

Swift as the wind!

Gao Xian recognized this sword technique. When displayed by Wang Yuanfeng, this move truly resembled a swift wind and a flashing lightning.

Wang Yuanfeng fully displayed the essence of the Swift as the Wind technique, and the sword in his hand turned into an electric light, with the sharpness of thunder sweeping everything.

Indeed, the Qingfeng Sword technique was based on wind and thunder when taken to the extreme.

After practicing the Qingfeng Sword technique for so long, Gao Xian also had some understanding of the essence of swordsmanship.

However, he was limited by the cultivation method he practiced, so he couldn't add the power of wind and thunder when controlling the sword.

Wang Yuanfeng clearly obtained the true transmission of the Qingfeng Sword technique and his cultivation method also matched the sword technique. When he raised his sword, there was a corresponding wind and thunder, displaying an imposing presence.

After thinking for a moment, Gao Xian responded with the same move. The Qinglian Sword swiftly thrust forward to meet Wang Yuanfeng's sword.

At the moment when the two swords crossed, both sides simultaneously changed their moves, their long swords clashing like divine beings.

In an instant, electric lights filled the air. The Five Thunder Qi on Wang Yuanfeng's Thunderbolt Sword erupted with layers of lightning, causing Gao Xian's Qinglian Sword to be lifted several feet. At the same time, Wang Yuanfeng's Thunderbolt Sword stabbed directly at Gao Xian's chest.

However, the Thunderbolt Sword, which resembled a lightning bolt, was blocked for a moment by a faint golden halo that appeared in front of Gao Xian.

The Qiankun Wheel that Gao Xian activated gathered the power of geomagnetism and celestial magnetism, and the rapid rotation of the geomagnetic and celestial magnetic forces not only allowed him to deflect attacks, but also had the ability to cut and reflect.

Although the Thunderbolt Sword, which was thrusting directly, was fierce and powerful, it was deflected by the Qiankun Wheel by an inch.

Wang Yuanfeng once again activated the Five Thunder Qi, causing the lightning on the Thunderbolt Sword to become even more intense. The rapidly rotating Qiankun Wheel couldn't withstand the sword energy and immediately shattered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gao Xian quickly retreated. The faint golden halo behind him seemed to flow, carrying him like an illusory shadow flying backwards.

Wang Yuanfeng's body was shining with electric light, instantly accelerating to catch up with Gao Xian.

The Qingwei Five Thunder True Method he cultivated could harness the power of the five thunders.

The so-called five thunders actually correspond to the five organs, and they are divided into the changes of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

This method is extremely subtle and profound, and it has very high requirements for the cultivator's aptitude.

Wang Yuanfeng urged the Wood Thunder Flying Escape Technique, and his speed was fast enough to catch up with Gao Xian.

The lightning sword in his hand also slashed down like a shining electric light, and Gao Xian responded with his sword. At the moment of the clash of the two swords, Gao Xian's Qinglian Sword was once again sent flying.

Wang Yuanfeng had been practicing for two hundred years, and his Qingwei Five Thunder True Method was extremely pure. Coupled with his Qingfeng Sword Technique reaching the state of transformation, he struck a sword that didn't give Gao Xian a chance to unload his strength, so Gao Xian naturally suffered in this head-on confrontation.

Gao Xian also had to control his own body and not appear too dominant. Fortunately, his sword technique was not inferior to the opponent's, and his Qiankun Wheel was exquisite, allowing him to move freely.

When he missed a sword, he borrowed force to retreat, and Wang Yuanfeng pursued again.

The two sides continued to chase, duel, and chase on the small Feixian Platform.

Most of the cultivators below could only see the constantly flashing and roaring intersecting thunder lights. The two figures, one green and one yellow, were everywhere, constantly intersecting and separating.

Many cultivators were shocked. The speed of the two sides in battle was too fast, so fast that their divine senses could hardly keep up.

Even the Foundation Building cultivators had serious expressions on their faces.

They all knew that Gao Xian was strong, but it wasn't until this moment that they realized just how strong he was.

Yun Feiying, Yuan Chongguang, and other early Foundation Building cultivators felt that it would only take one sword for them to go up.

No spell or magic weapon could withstand such a fast and fierce sword strike.

Even Huo Lianshan, who was very dissatisfied with Gao Xian, was a little confused at this moment. Gao Xian didn't use his full strength in the battle against him!

Not only Huo Lianshan, but the Foundation Building cultivators from the four sects were all shocked.

Although Gao Xian's Flame Blast was powerful, there was still a way to resist it. However, this kind of fast and fierce body technique and sword technique was too terrifying.

Yun Qiushui's smile faded from her face. When it came to sword techniques at the level of Gao Xian and Wang Yuanfeng, they had already reached the pinnacle of Foundation Building.

Compared to her, they were not much worse.

Unfortunately, both of them had ordinary swords. The main reason was that their backgrounds were too poor!

If they could exchange for the true teachings of a major sect or become disciples of a prestigious family, having a usable third-grade sword would make a big difference.

Yun Qiushui felt happy for Gao Xian again. With such sword techniques and spells, he had a three-point certainty of winning the Qingyun Competition.

Even if he couldn't win, it would be enough to gain the attention of the sect. It would be much easier to arrange for Gao Xian to enter the sect.

Several Gold Core cultivators were also watching attentively. Yun Taihao's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed in his heart.

At this level of strength, it's good that he let him go! Well, if he really takes first place, I'll give him that thing and establish a good relationship!

Li Chengfeng also sighed in his heart. Wang Yuanfeng's talent was so outstanding, but because he took the wrong path, there was ultimately no hope for him to achieve Gold Core.

Otherwise, with Wang Yuanfeng and Fei Huang together, it would be enough to make the prosperous sect!

Xu Cheng and Huo Ye, the two Gold Core cultivators, simply admired and marveled.

Such a powerful Foundation Building cultivator, their sect would be so much better off with one...

On the Feixian Platform, Gao Xian and Wang Yuanfeng had already fought hundreds of rounds.

Although Wang Yuanfeng had the absolute upper hand, he still couldn't win. Although his cultivation base was profound, he couldn't withstand such consumption.

During this period, he actually used a secret technique to restore his mana once, but even so, he was quickly running out of strength.

What surprised him was that although Gao Xian's mana was far inferior to his, his mana aura was very stable.

Gao Xian naturally noticed Wang Yuanfeng's predicament. When their swords clashed again, Gao Xian and Wang Yuanfeng separated and stopped voluntarily, and Wang Yuanfeng also stopped.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yuanfeng continuously adjusted his breath to restore his mana.

Under the rapid pursuit, there was no time to catch his breath. The fact that he could sustain it for so long was due to his two hundred years of pure cultivation.

Taking a long breath, Wang Yuanfeng's exhausted spiritual aperture rested and adjusted. The three rays of elemental light inside his body brightened again, and the nearly depleted mana began to circulate in an orderly manner.

Gao Xian watched quietly as Wang Yuanfeng restored his mana. With his ability to continuously consume using the Rejuvenation Technique, he could easily wear down the two-hundred-year-old old man in front of him!

However, there was no need for that. If he had simply aimed for victory, he would have won long ago by using his spells.

He kept the old man around to hone his swordsmanship.

This powerful swordsmanship master was skilled in the Qingfeng Sword Technique. Through this intense battle, Gao Xian had gained insight into the essence of the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

One could say that Wang Yuanfeng was imparting the essence of his swordsmanship to him in the most direct way.

In the fierce battle just now, Gao Xian had learned a lot. He had a faint feeling that his swordsmanship was about to break through...

When the old man's breathing had stabilized, Gao Xian raised his sword and said, "Mr. Wang, I have seen your Qingfeng Sword Technique. Now, please take a look at my Qingfeng Sword!"

Before Gao Xian's words had even fallen, the Qinglian Sword in his hand, accompanied by a faint sword howl, had already pierced in front of Wang Yuanfeng.

Wang Yuanfeng was somewhat surprised and angry. How dare this kid take the initiative!

The lightning on his Thunderbolt Sword flickered, and the Five Thunder Qi surged with all its might.

The two swords clashed again, and a burst of intense white lightning erupted from the Five Thunder Qi on the Thunderbolt Sword.

The swift-stabbing Qinglian Sword trembled like ripples in water, sticking to the Thunderbolt Sword.

Wang Yuanfeng recognized this sword technique. It was calm and peaceful, and its subtlety lay in resolving various attacks with a continuous sword intent.

The move itself was not novel, but what was impressive was that Gao Xian, relying on the exquisite changes of the sword blade, completely controlled the Five Thunder Qi.

Wang Yuanfeng knew that it was because of his own declining strength that he couldn't send Gao Xian flying with a single strike. He gathered the Five Thunder Qi and once again unleashed a thunderous force, causing the Qinglian Sword to be shaken away.

This time, Gao Xian didn't retreat. Instead, he followed the eruption of the Five Thunder Qi and, along with his sword, turned to the side of Wang Yuanfeng.

With a sweep of the Qinglian Sword in Gao Xian's hand, the green sword blade cut through the Five Thunder Qi and swept towards Wang Yuanfeng's neck.

However, Wang Yuanfeng was much stronger than Li Feihuang. At a critical moment, he managed to block the attack with his sword, sealing off the approaching Qinglian Sword with the Thunderbolt Sword.

At this moment, the long sword in Gao Xian's hand transformed into a gentle spring breeze.

This continuous stabbing sword move was something Gao Xian had never quite understood. The spring breeze and rain it represented were intangible and required subtle changes without making a sound, which didn't match the rapid stabbing of the sword.

It wasn't until he fought against Wang Yuanfeng and saw his spring breeze and rain that Gao Xian suddenly understood. The spring breeze and rain relied on the wind to push the clouds, and the clouds moved to generate thunder and rain.

This required the coordination of specific techniques to achieve the simultaneous use of wind and thunder without making a sound.

The Qingfeng Sword Technique emphasized a light breeze and a carefree demeanor, with the sword intent penetrating the soul, silently overcoming the enemy.

Wang Yuanfeng's explosive momentum and pure swordsmanship, despite being inferior, were not due to any sudden enlightenment. It was Gao Xian's understanding of the key points and his comparison with Wang Yuanfeng's swordsmanship that allowed him to find the most suitable path for the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

Such sword techniques were all about practical cultivation. Either starting from spells or from the body and consciousness, there was no room for mysticism!

The sword blade of the Qinglian Sword trembled slightly, instantly splitting into thousands of sword lights, dense like rain and ethereal like smoke.

Wang Yuanfeng recognized the Spring Breeze and Rain technique, but Gao Xian's version of it made him a little confused.

He blocked with his horizontal sword, and the two swords clashed dozens of times in an instant, causing the collision of sword blades to release surges of thunderous Qi.

The two figures retreated with the dispersing Qi, and Gao Xian suddenly sheathed his sword and bowed, saying, "I concede."

Wang Yuanfeng held the Thunderbolt Sword, which was radiating with electric light, and stood there silently.

A thin red mark had appeared in his throat, extending all the way to the back of his neck without him realizing it.

At this moment, the red mark was slowly oozing out droplets of blood...

(End of this chapter)