ng Guan Yiming and breaking through the formation was also shocking to many onlookers.Even Mei Bu Gu opened her eyes, a rare glimmer of satisfaction flashing in them.While Yang Shichong's face, in com..."Buzz!"

As Wei Zhengyang's voice fell, a tremor ran through Jian Dao Peak, the leading peak of Wudao Five Mountains. A deafening roar echoed through the air.

From within the mountain of Jian Dao Peak, a golden light shot out amidst trembling.

The dazzling golden light, even the dark clouds in the sky were cut open by a slit, revealing a glimmer of the long-lost, similarly golden sunlight, shining on the golden light, making it even more brilliant and dazzling.

With a howling sound, golden light instantly landed in Wei Zhengyang's hand, it was the Zhantian Sword.

When they first ventured into Wufeng Mountain, many people, including Jiang Yun, had walked across the blade of Zhantianjian.

But at that time, it was only a projection of the Zhantian Sword, but now, what Wei Zhengyang holds is the real Zhantian Sword.

Heaven-Splitting Sword!

He asked about the Five Peaks, saying that each peak housed the foundation of the sect's inner strength, and each peak held a magical treasure.

The Zhantian Sword is the treasure of Jian Dao Peak.

Although the three major forces broke through the Wenda Sect, they did not take away any of the sect's treasures.

It wasn't that they didn't want to, but besides Wei Zhengyang and Wan Hongbo, the remaining three peak masters, one ran away, and the other two refused to hand anything over along with Dao Tianyou, refusing to live or die.

At this moment, on the other four peaks, the demons of Senro Gikyoku and the sea tribe are also watching here.

To be honest, they also find it puzzling that Jin Yifei insists on taking this peak.

Such a small mountain peak, one can see through it at a glance, there is nothing worth fighting for at all.

However, this had nothing to do with them and wasn't part of their original agreement, so they remained neutral throughout, neither helping nor hindering.

Now, they are just bored and want to see if Wei Zhengyang can break the restrictions of Cangfeng!

Wielding the Heaven-Severing Sword, bathed in golden light, Wei Zhengyang's entire demeanor underwent a transformation, radiating an aura of power without anger.

Even his aura was constantly rising.

Standing beside him, Wan Hongbo sensed the change in Wei Zhengyang's aura, and a look of envy filled his eyes.

Because at this moment, Wei Zhengyang is no longer the same Heaven's Core Realm cultivator as himself, but a Spirit Soul Realm!

Actually, Wei Zhengyang had already reached the peak of the Ninth Heaven of Dongtian Realm. The reason he hadn't been able to advance further and enter the Dao Ling Realm was because he lacked a sword spirit.

For a sword cultivator to break through to the Dao Ling realm, it is relatively easier compared to other cultivators.

As long as one possesses a Sword Spirit, they can merge it with themselves, serving as their own Dao Spirit.

Jian Ling, which means the spirit of the sword, is also the next great realm that swordsmen pursue after comprehending the sword intent.

If a sword possesses a spirit, not only will its rank and power be greatly enhanced, but the sword's master will also, with the help of the sword spirit, improve their cultivation!

Wei Zhengyang lacked a bit of luck and was never able to independently birth a Sword Spirit, so he sought another path and cultivated Fang Yu Xuan.

After Fang Yu Xuan achieves a certain level of proficiency in kendo, he will refine it into his sword spirit.

But unexpectedly, after he surrendered to the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, Jin Yifei actually bestowed upon him a sword spirit, and it was even more powerful than Fang Yu Xuan's.

This naturally delighted him immensely, and he readily merged with the Sword Spirit, using the Sword Spirit as his Dao Spirit. This allowed his cultivation level to finally break through to the Dao Spirit Realm!

Although Xuan Yuan Xing said he didn't care about Wei Zhengyang's words, his attention was always focused on him.

Of course, he could also feel the changes in Wei Zhengyang's cultivation realm. This caused his pupils to constrict suddenly, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

No one knew the mountain's restrictions better than him.

Although this is indeed something left behind by the master, it's incredibly powerful. However, its existence has been for far too long.

In addition to this, over the past six months, those traitorous disciples have relentlessly attacked, pushing the intensity of this restriction to its limit.

If Wei Zhengyang was only at the Dongtian Realm, then even if he went all out, this restriction might still be able to hold for a while.

But since he has already stepped into the Dao Spirit Realm, and sword cultivators have always been the strongest in attack among all cultivators, so his personal action should be enough to break this prohibition.

Wei Zhengyang raised the Zhantian Sword in his hand, his confidence soared, and he looked at Xuanyuan Xing with a spirited air. He opened his mouth again and said: "Xuanyuan Xing, as the head of the Wendao Sect, I give you one last chance, will you submit or not!"

Xuan Yuan laughed loudly, "Hahaha, I surrender, I surrender to your grandma!"

Wei Zhengyang sneered coldly: “Even at death’s door, you are still so stubborn. Since you are so unrepentant, then this seat will fulfill your wish. Watch closely!”

"Slay the Heavens with Three Swords!"

As soon as his words fell, Wei Zhengyang's Zhantian Sword slashed down towards Zangfeng.

"Buzz!"

As the sword was swung, Zhan Tian Jian's blade trembled violently. Three golden sword qi surged forth, connected in a continuous line.

These three sword qi, each one faster and stronger than the last, appeared with such force that even the void itself twisted. Within them, there seemed to be a certain power of law!

Where the sword qi passed, the distortions in the void directly split open, revealing three black fissures!

"Boom!"

The first sword qi slashed onto the protective barrier outside Cangfeng, causing the light curtain to tremble violently. Right as its tremor reached its peak, the second sword qi arrived.

"Boom!"

The second sword qi's frenzied collision had, in that light curtain, opened a slit as thin as a hair. And the third sword qi followed closely behind.

"Click!"

Under the onslaught of three sword qi attacks, a fissure stretching several meters long was actually torn open in the light curtain.

Although it hasn't been completely shattered, since there are cracks, this barrier certainly won't last for too long.

Three sword strikes flew out, causing Wei Zhengyang's body to tremble slightly. It was obvious that using such a three-sword technique took a considerable toll on him.

Seeing this, Wan Hongbo beside him hurried forward and helped him up, saying, "Master, be careful!"

"No problem!"

Wei Zhengyang waved his hand, although what he said was calm, the shock in his heart was beyond description.

He had always refused to act before, unwilling to obey Jin Yifei's orders. Now, pushed to his limit and with no other choice, he finally realized the true strength of Gu Bulao. It was far beyond his imagination.

It was merely a restriction set by Gu Bulao, and despite expending all his power and leveraging the might of the Zhantian Sword, he only managed to tear open a fissure measuring several meters long, rather than causing it to collapse entirely.

Wei Zhengyang was shocked, but his face remained impassive as he said, "Xuan Yuan Xing, do you want me to draw my sword again!"

Xuan Yuan Xing completely ignored Wei Zhengyang's words, wiped his mouth, and looked up at the sky covered in dark clouds. He muttered to himself, "Master, Senior Brother, Second Senior Sister, you all left, leaving me alone here!"

“I know, you’re worried about the poison in my body. I was indeed planning to hold on until my younger brother returns so I could tell him some things.”

"But my younger brother doesn't know when he'll be back, and to tell you the truth, I can't bear it anymore."

"Master, today, your disciple, will die for you!"

After he finished speaking, he raised the wine jug in his hand and, in one gulp, poured all the wine into his mouth. Then, with force, he smashed the jug on the ground.

With a bang!

It wasn't just the shattered wine vessel, but also the faint light barrier beyond Mount Cangfeng that had been broken.

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