No matter how much force you put in, it's like hitting a ball of cotton; it has absolutely no effect on the Wind of the Netherworld.
The Wisdom Sword, having lost the energy within its Sea of Consciousness, also paused in mid-air for a moment.
The expanding, Wind of the Netherworld seemed utterly unafraid of the Wisdom Sword, ready to surge forth once they had absorbed a soul.
The precious light above his mind had dimmed to its lowest point, and the young man could only watch helplessly as his soul was drawn away from his Sea of Consciousness.
He tried to struggle, but the karmic power carried by the Wind of the Netherworld was too heavy, causing his consciousness to fall into a state of confusion.
At this critical moment, a pure and ethereal energy, like the fragrance of flowers, surged forth from within his dantian.
This aura emanated from the energy of the Heavenly Origin Barrier-Breaking Pill, and after passing through all the meridians of the body, it reached the back of the spiritual platform within the Sea of Consciousness.
The refreshing floral fragrance instantly dispelled the obstruction caused by the power of karma, and after his soul was captured, the young man's consciousness felt a sense of clarity for the first time.
All the previous Hundun dissipated in the fragrance of the flowers, and the consciousness that was about to sink into Hundun and get lost in the fog has now found its way home.
A blood-red light flashed in the young man's eyes, and his Sea of Consciousness, which had been stirred up by the Wind of the Netherworld, stabilized again.
A ray of precious light rose anew from the dim spiritual altar.
The pure energy of the Heavenly Origin Barrier-Breaking Pill is indeed miraculous; after being ingested, it always helps cultivators overcome tribulations at crucial moments.
It is unknown how many predecessors discovered this through their own experiences during Tribulation Transcendence.
After the young man regained his clarity, the influence of that karmic force diminished considerably.
When the Wind of the Netherworld saw that the young man's soul was wavering, it paused for a moment.
The two expanding Wind of the Netherworld, like crossed wrists, seized the soul and began to flip together.
The two intersecting gusts of cold wind seemed poised to sever his soul on the spot, with countless fine wind blades raging within them.
The chilling wind that swept in from both directions gripped his soul, like wringing out clothes, tightly binding the young man's spirit.
The expanding yin wind suddenly shrank, and as the soul deformed and twisted within it, the young man immediately felt a sharp pain surge through his consciousness.
This excruciating pain was the yin wind tearing at his soul, with two yin winds churning around him.
They didn't care whether he lived or died; they were only concerned with shattering his soul in a short time.
The young man, perched atop the array base, frowned deeply, beads of cold sweat bursting from his forehead, his once-bloody lips now bitten until they were deathly white.
At this moment, the Magic Power within his body had been fully gathered, and the pure energy transformed from the pill dissipated within his dantian. Now, he could only rely on himself to overcome the crisis within his Sea of Consciousness.
With a change of heart, the young man endured the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart, and summoned the Wisdom Sword opposite his spiritual platform, slashing at the shrinking Wind of the Netherworld above his soul.
At the same time, the will from beyond the heavens began to gather, gradually clarifying the rules governing the cycle of Heavenly Dao Reincarnation Temple, allowing the Magic Power within the body to circulate smoothly throughout the body.
But the more it stirs up the Reincarnation Temple of Heavenly Dao, the more terrifying the agony of the soul becomes.
The calamity caused by that Wind of the Netherworld was extraordinary. Even though the young man was usually cold and aloof, his face contorted and his teeth clenched in agony as his soul throbbed.
The Wisdom Sword, without discerning the yin wind, followed the wisp of cold air and slashed down fiercely.
As the sword's edge flashed, the Sea of Consciousness below surged forth, and for a moment, the waves followed the sword's momentum, possessing the power to overturn mountains and seas.
After a loud "boom," the intense pain in his soul eased slightly, and the precious light above his spiritual platform suddenly leaped up.
The youth's will dare not falter, and could only let the Wisdom Sword create waves in place.
After the sword spun around, it unleashed the power of a tidal wave, once again displaying its sharp edge, and slashed towards the gloomy wind.
At this moment, he could no longer care about harming his own soul. If the Wind of the Netherworld above his spiritual platform was not eliminated, his soul would be in danger of being taken away.
Gritting his teeth inwardly, the incoming Wisdom Sword of wisdom, carrying with it a series of powerful waves, slammed violently onto his spiritual platform.
The shimmering light shone brightly amidst the waves, and behind each wave lay a sharp, piercing glint.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Several loud clangs of metal clashing resounded above the spiritual platform.
When this sword strike came down, it caused the receding waves to surge again, and the chilling sword light was released above the Wind of the Netherworld.
With a loud "thud," the young man's mind shook violently from the impact of the sword of Wisdom Sword and the surging waves.
Meanwhile, the soul was nearly rendered unconscious by the recoil.
But after this massive tremor, the tearing pain in his soul finally disappeared.
The two consecutive attacks on the Wind of the Netherworld had greatly reduced its physical energy.
Below the Lingtai, waves surged ceaselessly in the Sea of Consciousness of consciousness, and a curtain of water was torn apart in the air.
The Wisdom Sword of wisdom that had just been slashed swirled away in an instant, and the young man's consciousness finally returned.
The two Wind of the Netherworld had no more power to sever his soul, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he urged his Sea of Consciousness to once again submerge the Wind of the Netherworld, the waves surging and roaring wildly.
The soul tumbled within that chilling aura, and finally, the soul that had been captured for so long was freed!
With the series of attacks just now, the Wind of the Netherworld that had invaded the Sea of Consciousness was finally suppressed.
The youth's Magic Power had been fully condensed, so he no longer needed to hold back when dealing with the Wind of the Netherworld overhead.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the sword formation between the wind blades was activated one by one.
Thirty-six precious swords opened and closed in the air in an instant, and countless sword energies were immediately stirred up.
Once the cold glint in his eyes subsided, the young man uttered a single word towards the heavens:
"Imperial Edict!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
Countless sword energies were unleashed like a flood, instantly darkening the world and revealing the intense Geng Metal Qi.
The surging sword energy suddenly burst out of the encirclement of wind blades, like a rain of arrows released from a bow amidst the continuous drizzle.
The Wind of the Netherworld that stretched from the heavens were instantly torn apart layer by layer, with a series of cracking sounds echoing throughout the area.
The oppressive rain that had just covered the sky was shattered in an instant by the sword energy, and the howling Wind of the Netherworld was torn apart like a curtain.
As the young man turned his gaze back to the heavens, the blood dragon below stirred at the sound of his approach.
Its long body swept completely out of the dojo, its enormous head meeting the gaze from beyond the sky.
The strange sound rang out again at this moment, "whooshing" incessantly surrounding my ears.
The same heavenly might descended again at this moment, its power even more vast than before enveloping the Rotten Peach Mountain Dao Field.
The young man knew that this was the watchful gaze from within his own Blood Domain vortex, and that when it was cast into the blood dragon's eyes, it provoked the fury of the Origin Will.
But at this moment, he had no choice but to advance, knowing full well that the Origin Will would be enraged, and he was faster than the Wind of the Netherworld below.
After the sword energy erupted, the sword formation that had been ignited opened and closed instantly. The thirty-six swords transformed into a lotus flower in the air, and when they spun, they seemed to cut through the heavens and the earth.