Classics, Histories, Masters, and Anthologies, River of History, Illusory World!
"Um?"
Faced with the sudden appearance of the person, Qiu Yan showed a surprised expression. He then moved his feet and stepped back, instantly flying more than ten feet away!
The radiant figure grabbed at empty air, paused for a moment, then spun in mid-air, transforming into a five-colored radiance, and pounced towards Qiu Yan!
As this person lunged forward, the light became even more dazzling, releasing a powerful yet chaotic surge, mixed with a sense of long-suppressed energy finally erupting!
Shatter! Shatter! Shatter!
The cave walls along the way crumbled completely after the light and shadow passed through them!
Even the stalagmites on the ground were affected, exploding one after another, and Book Ore Crystals scattered in all directions. In the instant they flew out, they released a sense of enlightenment, filling the cave passage! They surrounded the five-colored light and shadow, invading it!
"How could this person act so recklessly?" Qiu Yan, who was retreating rapidly, saw this scene and his heart stirred. "When the stalagmite breaks and the crystals are revealed, the sensory aura it releases will invade the soul. Although that five-colored figure has a powerful aura, it still has soul fluctuations inside, and it will be invaded just like that! If too much is accumulated, it will be assimilated by the mine and will be difficult to leave."
Faced with the oncoming light and shadow, and sensing the immense power hidden within it, Qiu Yan tossed the Ginseng Baby backward and raised his hand to form a hand seal!
Upper Spirit Sect, Flow-Cutting Technique!
With a surge of Heart Fire and a flow of soul power, Qiu Yan swung his left arm, and water flew out from his sleeve, forming a thick layer of water in front of him that enveloped the multicolored figure before breaking in half!
This water is not real water, but water of thought created through visualization, operated using Dao Arts of the Upper Spirit Sect!
Snap! Snap! Snap!
The next moment, water sprayed out, and colorful light burst forth, still rushing towards Qiu Yan!
This Daoist Dao Arts was supposed to envelop the opponent and sever them in half, a fatal move. However, the body of light and shadow was unexpectedly tough and sturdy, remaining unharmed despite being broken by the water flow.
However, since it was ultimately Dao Arts and soul power, this break slowed down the impact of the five-colored light and shadow, reducing its speed of attack.
"Oh? It can be hindered by the power of visualized intention, which means it is still influenced by intention. Judging from the degree of slowdown in its attack momentum, its power is more than twice that of mine!" Looking at the increasingly approaching five-colored light and shadow, Qiu Yan was not flustered at all, and carefully calculated. Then, he focused his mind and a powerful aura surged out!
Be resolute! Be courageous! Seize the moment!
Martial Force! The Martial Dao Momentum!
Martial Force are a technique on the same level as Curse Arts, corresponding to Life Cultivation and Nature Cultivation respectively. However, Qiu Yan at this moment does not have a flesh and blood body. His Martial Force, formed solely from his belief and will, are yin in spirit and yang in body. The pure soul and intention do not possess any yang energy, but when it collided with the five-colored light and shadow, it still made the opponent's whole body tremble, and the speed of the attack decreased again!
"As expected, he was influenced by the power of Life Cultivation! In that case, I've roughly grasped the depth of this person's abilities!"
The attacker was imposing and his methods were unknown. He arrived suddenly and attacked without saying a word. Qiu Yan could not rashly fight him without knowing anything about him. Instead, he had to test the waters first, at least to get a general idea and have a better understanding of the situation.
Two seemingly fruitless moves allowed Qiu Yan to gather a considerable amount of information. Then, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he extended a finger. His Heart Fire flickered and quickly dissipated, and a faint aura emanated from his fingertip, solidifying in the air and leaving a trace!
Leave a message in mid-air!
Soon, four words came to mind--
Retreat to advance!
As soon as the four characters appeared, they turned into light and condensed into the word "knowledge", and then scattered, blended into the surroundings, and disappeared without a trace!
Then, Qiu Yan continued to retreat, but with each inch he retreated, his aura increased, as if he were accumulating power!
The atmosphere grew increasingly heavy in the low, oppressive cave!
A few breaths later, Qiu Yan's aura surged several times over. His retreat was like a spring being stretched out forcefully, becoming tighter and tighter, as if it would immediately retract and explode if he let go!
At this moment, the multicolored light and shadow finally rushed in front of him, revealing half of the figure. As soon as the person's face was revealed, Qiu Yan's eyes showed surprise.
He recognized the man; it was none other than Zhan Fang, the second son of the Zhan Household, whom he had met not long ago!
However, at this Zhan Fang, Zhan Fang's expression was stiff and strange, and his eyes revealed chaos. He raised his hand and grabbed, and a violent aura surged from his hand, mixed with Literary Thought!
These Literary Thought flowed like a violent storm, exuding a hysterical atmosphere, as if to shatter and overwhelm everything in its path!
A sense of enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens, determined to rise up and take control, bursts forth!
His five fingers gleamed, his nails flashed with a cold light, the light and shadow flickering, extremely sharp!
Faced with this claw attack, Qiu Yan didn't think twice. He suddenly stopped, pushed off with his feet, and his momentum rose from the soles of his feet, transforming into a whirlwind that spiraled upwards along his legs, through his waist and chest, and all the way to his left arm!
Wherever he went, Literary Thought inspiration surged and Martial Force flourished. The power accumulated by retreating step by step was released without reservation!
Once the arm was raised and the fist was raised, the momentum had solidified as if it were a tangible substance, and it roared out!
Boom!
A claw and a fist collided!
Friction!
The two streams of Literary Thought collided and rubbed against Zhan Fang. Zhan Fang's violent Literary Thought was originally full of momentum and extremely fierce, but it was shattered in an instant by Qiu Yan's extremely concentrated punch. The weakness under the fierce surface was immediately revealed, showing that he was all bark and no bite and his foundation was unstable.
With a loud "bang," Zhan Fang flew backward, his body scattering light and shadow, revealing his true form. He was enveloped by the aura of Qiu Yan's Literary Thought, which continuously permeated his Human Soul.
Click!
Suddenly, a cracking sound came from his body, and his Literary Thought and aura changed, no longer chaotic, but clear.
"Qiu Yan..."
He sent out a thought, revealing a hint of confusion, as if he didn't understand the situation. Then, he trembled and sent out an anxious thought—
"Oh no! Sun Yong betrayed us brothers, I..." Before he could finish speaking, his thoughts became chaotic again, Literary Thought ideas intertwined with his soul's will, and then his body shrank and disappeared in the blink of an eye!
A sudden sense of alarm arose in Qiu Yan's heart. He immediately raised his hand Hand Seals. Water light flashed around him, and a water curtain appeared out of thin air.
Snap!
A soft sound came from the water curtain, and a small insect was ejected. It then rapidly swelled up and transformed into a gigantic python in the blink of an eye. Its body, as thick as a water bucket, filled the passage, and when it opened its mouth, it was even larger than Qiu Yan!
Click!
The sharp fangs bit into the water curtain, shattering it, and then pointed directly at Qiu Yan!
Qiu Yan sensed the presence of Zhan Fang from the python and immediately understood.
"The inchworm bends to stretch, the dragon and snake hibernate to survive. There must be many stories behind this Zhan Fang to understand this saying. Such a change can be shown when Literary Thought strikes. However, the person is now a puppet of others, and these Literary Thought were not forged by themselves; they are ultimately castles in the air..."
A snake is about to bite us!
Boom!
A powerful will burst forth from his body. With a thought, Qiu Yan conjured something from Creation from Nothing, and his will transformed into a whirlwind that blew the giant python's head away, sending its massive body flying as it crashed into the cave ceiling and became lodged inside!
Just then, a series of explosions came from all around, and more colorful figures burst out of the ground. The aura and power emanating from each of them were no less than those of the Zhan Fang!
In an instant, Qiu Yan was surrounded. Strong winds came from all directions, carrying malice and violent intent. A giant python and several figures intertwined their auras, forming a chaotic vortex that churned and shattered the narrow passage!
Rumble!
Dramatic changes in terrain!
"By order of the young master!"
"Surround and kill Qiu Yan!"
"Steal Literary Thought!"
One after another, thoughts roared in like thunder, each containing a rich Literary Thought Aura. Although their artistic conceptions differed, they were all extremely concentrated, like whips sweeping across, shattering the stalagmites and the cave walls.
The narrow passageway was cleared out in the blink of an eye, creating a vast open space!
Pebbles and crystals scattered and flew everywhere, as fine as rain, but Qiu Yan remained motionless, unable to move, because he was enveloped by the aura of the group from Eight Directions, leaving no gaps.
"It seems that during the two days I focused on collecting the Book Mine, a lot happened in the Book Mountain, causing all of you to rise to prominence overnight, your Literary Thought like a spring. Unfortunately, you were all manipulated by others and became puppets. You gained one and lost the other! I, Qiu, have no intention of fighting with anyone, but even if a person has no intention of harming a tiger, the tiger may still want to devour a person. Since that is the case, how can I, Qiu, avoid a fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Yan suddenly started spinning around, and a gust of wind rose from the ground, revealing four bookshelves that swayed with the wind, causing the books inside to fly out!
Classics! History! Philosophy! Literature!
The scriptures, their meanings soaring!
An aura of education, guidance, advocacy, and maintenance erupted, spreading everywhere. Several figures rushing in, along with the giant python, were enveloped by this aura!
Instantly, one after another, the imposing figures froze in place!
History, the Historical River!
As it evolves, scenes unfold, revealing themselves not merely as simple illusions, but as worlds at different points in time, capturing frozen figures within them.
This is something Qiu Yan learned after personally immersing himself in the real Historical River, which he then summarized and added to his own Divine Ability!
Gathering, the world is full of complexities!
The Anthologies Section Bookshelf manifested poems, songs, operas, miscellaneous stories, and even folk tales, transforming into fine raindrops that fell into the Historical River, imbuing the solemn history with the atmosphere of the mortal world, making the illusory world even more real!
Son, the words of Sage!
Several Sage Spirit formed Order within the illusion, reinforcing and solidifying the crumbling illusion. The figure trapped inside was struggling, barely managing to break through the cracks in the illusion, but now, with the reinforcement of the Sage Spirit, its efforts were immediately rendered futile!
The next moment, these people, along with the giant python that Zhan Fang had transformed into, were originally souls. Now that they had merged into the illusion, their figures immediately became blurry and their thoughts drifted away.
"River of History, Illusory World..."
Looking at the group, Qiu Yan narrowed his eyes. "These people have come at the right time. It's perfect for me to see just how far my Soul Dao cultivation has progressed, and whether I can still achieve anything without the help of my Divine Spirit Body and Heart Demon Body!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he channeled a portion of his consciousness into the words, and then his five fingers suddenly curled!
Click!
The white stone in his hand shattered instantly!
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