A Dao Artifact, a Secret Treasure, and Someone Behind Him!
Within Shi Jian's body, his Immortal Foundation began to operate with a roar, and the purple-gold lightning arcs around his body surged several times over.
The middle-aged man in the gray robe transformed into a silver-white sword light that moved incredibly fast, covering millions of miles in an instant; but Shi Jian was even faster.
He clenched his fist, and a jet-black stone at his waist shattered in his palm, releasing an extremely powerful spatial aura.
That mysterious stone was a gift from Shan Yue before his departure, containing Domain-Locking Restriction of the Late Spirit Transformation; it was also a means of communication, a life-saving technique passed down through the Mountain Bear Lineage.
The moment the mysterious stone shattered, the void within a radius of tens of millions of miles suddenly froze.
The once smooth and unobstructed space became as rigid as if it had been filled with molten iron; the fine spatial cracks stopped expanding, and even the Spiritual Qi dust floating in the air was frozen in place.
The silver-white sword light struck the invisible barrier, instantly cleaving into the Boulder like a sharp blade.
"Buzz--"
The sword light shattered, revealing the figure of the middle-aged man in gray robes, whose expression changed drastically.
"Domain-Locking Restriction?"
He tried to unleash his Sword Dao energy to tear through the void, but the solidified space was like a Shan Yue pressing down on him, and even with his Middle Spirit Transformation, he couldn't tear it apart even a fraction of the way.
In the next instant, Shi Jian arrived.
A colossal, pale bear appeared out of nowhere, its purple-gold lightning arcs weaving a vast net in the void, completely sealing off the gray-robed middle-aged man's escape route.
"I told you, leave the jade box, and you can leave," Shi Jian said calmly. "Since you won't listen, then leave both the person and the box behind."
The middle-aged man in the gray robe had an extremely gloomy expression.
He hadn't expected this savage bear to possess such abilities; the Domain-Locking Restriction was at least a Late Spirit Transformation setup. The Giant Bear Clan's resources were truly formidable.
As expected, any clan with Dao Venerable lineage behind them is not to be trifled with. Today, they've just had bad luck and kicked a hornet's nest.
However, he's not someone you can easily bully!
"Are you really going to fight me to the death?" the gray-robed middle-aged man said coldly.
Shi Jian didn't bother to reply. A lightning arc condensed in his palm, and a purple-gold lightning spear took shape in his hand; lightning dragons coiled around the spear, emanating a terrifying aura of destruction.
"It seems there's no room for negotiation."
The middle-aged man in the gray robe gritted his teeth, and his Sword Dao aura suddenly erupted.
The silver-white flying sword shot out again, its blade humming loudly; at the same time, he spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, which landed on the flying sword.
Blood stained the sword, and the sword light instantly increased several times over!
The silver-white sword light transformed into a ribbon, carrying countless sword brilliance and the ultimate essence of Sword Dao, heading straight for Shi Jian.
Shi Jian frowned slightly, and blocked with his thunder spear.
"Clang--!!!"
The spear and the sword light clashed, their colors intertwining—purple gold and silver white; the Dao of Strength of that strike was nearly twice as strong as the previous one.
This Human Race swordsman was going all out, using his Essence Blood to power his flying sword.
Shi Jian was forced back hundreds of feet, his tiger's mouth slightly numb; his Middle Spirit Transformation cultivation was not just for show, and his Sword Dao attack after activating the Secret Method was astonishingly sharp.
Especially that sword, it was no ordinary object.
Above Law Treasure are Dao Artifact, Dao Artifact are extremely difficult to forge. The entire Giant Bear Clan only possesses a dozen or so Dao Artifact.
Shi Jian was at a loss, while the Human Race was in charge of the Dao of Refinement of Refining; in terms of weapon crafting ability, the Human Race could be said to be the best among all the heroes.
Therefore, almost every Human Race who reaches the level of a Spirit Transformation possesses Dao Artifact; this is also the fundamental reason why, despite not being the strongest among their peers, Human Race have always been able to suppress many other races.
To borrow external resources to compensate for one's own shortcomings.
This sword is clearly a genuine Dao Artifact!
What kind of person is Shi Jian?
The more he fought, the fiercer he became; the stronger the enemy he encountered, the more valiant his fighting spirit grew!
With a long roar, the phantom of a colossal bear, ten thousand feet tall, suddenly solidified behind him; purple-gold lightning arcs transformed into countless lightning dragons, roaring as they pounced towards the gray-robed middle-aged man.
At the same time, the Thunder Spear was thrown out of his hand, its sharp, piercing sound cutting through the air.
The middle-aged man in gray robes flew back with his sword, the silver-white sword light weaving a curtain of light.
The thunder dragon crashed into the light barrier, causing it to tremble violently amidst a deafening roar; the thunder spear followed closely behind, its tip precisely piercing the weakest point of the light barrier.
"Kara--"
The light barrier shattered, and the lightning spear grazed the gray-robed middle-aged man's shoulder, a purple-gold lightning arc pouring into his body; the gray-robed middle-aged man groaned, half of his shoulder charred black.
He gritted his teeth and activated his Sword Dao energy to force the lightning arc out of his body, but his expression became even more grim; the Daoist essence of the Purple Pivot Lightning lingered at the wound, eroding his life force.
This infuriated him; that damned beast dared to hurt him!
"Damn bear!"
The middle-aged man in gray robes roared, and his flying sword transformed into dozens of sword shadows, as dense as a woven net.
Those sword shadows were not illusions; each one contained the pure essence of Sword Dao. They were extremely sharp, and even when they cut into Shi Jian flesh, they still left streaks of blood.
The power of the Dao Artifact gradually became apparent, and even though Shi Jian's physical body had been tempered by the Dao Venerable, he could not prevent the power of this Dao Artifact.
If it were an ordinary Spirit Transformation, taking such a blow would likely result in more than just a few broken skin and flesh.
Shi Jian, however, did not retreat an inch.
His physical body was incredibly strong; the bloodstains were forced shut by the lightning surging from his body as soon as they appeared. He raised his giant claw and slammed it down, shattering dozens of sword shadows.
Each palm strike was imbued with purple-gold lightning, and each strike shattered the surrounding void into pieces.
The middle-aged man in gray robes was forced to retreat repeatedly, his flying sword constantly protecting him.
Although his cultivation level was one level higher than Shi Jian's, his physical body was far inferior. Sword Dao emphasizes using the sharp edge to defeat the enemy, but once the giant bear closed the distance, it would be a nightmare.
However, he was not without a chance to fight back; a sword cultivator's methods were not limited to just one flying sword.
The middle-aged man in the gray robe suddenly bit his tongue, spitting out a second mouthful of Essence Blood.
This mouthful of Essence Blood did not land on the flying sword, but instead transformed into a blood-red talisman that suddenly exploded in the void.
An extremely violent Sword Dao aura suddenly soared into the sky, transforming into a gigantic sword phantom ten thousand feet long, its power overwhelming heaven and earth.
The giant sword was entirely silver-white, its blade densely covered with ancient Sword Dao inscriptions; as those inscriptions flowed, they exuded a Daoist charm even more intense than that of Middle Spirit Transformation.
Shi Jian's vertical pupils contracted.
This was not the power of the gray-robed middle-aged man himself, but an attack sealed within some kind of secret treasure; its quality was extremely high, probably not at the level of Dao Venerable, but likely quite close.
Immediately afterwards, a massive sword shadow descended.
Shi Jian did not take the blow head-on, but retreated hastily; however, the sword shadow was extremely fast, chasing after him and slashing down. Purple-gold lightning arcs wove a thick lightning curtain in front of him, barely blocking the attack.
"Boom!"
The lightning barrier shattered, Shi Jian was sent flying thousands of feet backward; a trace of blood spilled from his mouth, and a sword wound hundreds of feet long appeared on his chest.
Then the sword light pierced through the skin and flesh, penetrating Shi Jian's entire body!
The middle-aged man in gray robes grinned maliciously. "Brutal Bear, do you really think I'm weak and easily bullied?"
Shi Jian struggled to steady himself, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his purple-gold vertical pupils surged with lightning, forcibly forcing the sword light out of his body.
What kind of secret treasure is this?
"You don't need to know. You're a dying man, you're not worthy to know the name of this treasure." The gray-robed middle-aged man sneered.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
An inexplicable flutter welled up in my heart!