Three-Soul Weapon Method, Mystic Art and Divine Blade

Please enlighten me!

Pei Dongcheng stood up as he said this.

The longsword with a black hilt and scabbard and an apricot-yellow tassel on the table suddenly sprang to life, its hilt being delivered into his hand.

Kill!!

Pei Dongcheng was like a great general who had been awakened from a dream in the middle of the night. He suddenly raised the command flag that commanded thousands of troops, and with a flick of his wrist, his long sword pointed straight forward.

The word "kill" did not come out of his mouth.

But everyone felt that, at this moment and in this place, there absolutely should have been a shout of battle.

The scabbard disintegrated in an instant, resembling a layer of black ash weathered over a thousand years, or a thousand flying snakes eager to escape their cage.

The smoke, as fine as a hair and as fast as a startled dragon, drifted haphazardly throughout the courtyard.

But in the blink of an eye, all the smoke rose, darting through the air with incredible speed and silence, heading straight for Chu Tianshu.

This scabbard was never a physical object.

When the sword was placed on the table, it seemed to breathe on its own, constantly absorbing the yin energy from the outside world.

The abundant yin energy within the ancient city ruins, after being transformed within the sword's body, was expelled and condensed on the sword's surface, forming a black shell.

When Pei Dongcheng's Sword Intent was poured into this longsword, the Sword Soul unleashed its divine power.

All the essence of Yin energy shot out through the air in a startling manner, following the trajectory of the master swordsmanship.

Chu Tianshu glanced over and, although all he saw were wisps of smoke, it seemed as if hundreds of ghostly figures were dancing with swords, arranged in formation, flying through the air to attack.

Some of the smoke, without anyone noticing, even appeared above Chu Tianshu, reflecting down.

The sword formation penetrated everywhere, both in the heavens and on the earth, leaving no opening or flaw.

"Oh!"

Chu Tianshu chuckled softly, and emerald ripples instantly appeared beneath his feet.

The surface of the rabbit lantern is coated with a layer of jade-like luster, as hard as diamond.

The next moment, Chu Tianshu turned slightly, his left foot was in the air, and his right foot kicked the end of the bamboo pole.

A small section of the bamboo pole, about three feet long, broke off on the spot and flew away with the lantern.

As the lantern crashed to the side, a dozen wisps of smoke suddenly appeared, piercing and intercepting it.

However, these wisps of smoke only sparked at the surface of the lantern before being scattered by the lantern itself.

In a corner of the ancient city ruins, a weasel that came out to hunt for food at midnight looked up.

A single emerald lamp was seen speeding through the sky, disappearing into the distance.

Just as the lights were flashing away into the distance...

Chu Tianshu's figure had already split into two, then four, then eight... as he spun around.

In the blink of an eye, sixteen Chu Tianshu simultaneously plummeted from the height of a seven-story building, crashing into the black smoke rising from the courtyard.

Each wisp of black smoke was originally as tough as a black iron wire and as sharp as an ancient divine sword.

However, after being touched by these sixteen Chu Tianshu, the black smoke spun rapidly, sticking to the body surface and drawing in even more black smoke.

Once he was off the ground, he was only three stories high.

The black smoke in the courtyard had all been pulled away, leaving only sixteen rapidly spinning black cocoons in the air.

The Heart and Blood Martial Dao is often just that—an illusion.

Chu Tianshu created the avatars using his profound internal energy, so each avatar could continue to exist after coming into contact with the black smoke, stirring up even more smoke.

Now, the smoke has become a kind of cover, making it even harder to tell which of the sixteen black cocoons is the real one!

Wu Chunlei, who was the first to spot Chu Tianshu, did not look up but instead stepped back.

As he retreated with the golden bowl, the wall behind him vanished, leaving a hole.

This action was as simple as a thousand-pound iron spear piercing through a windowpane.

Wu Chunlei had already passed through the wall and retreated into the tall building, disappearing from sight.

In the next instant, all the wood on the entire surface of the high-rise building sprouted and budded at an incredible speed.

This scene looks like the entire surface of the skyscraper has grown long hair.

The tiny vines, with each movement, created a series of subtle sonic booms.

Numerous thin vines rapidly twisted into two giant vines, the roots as thick as calves and about ten zhang long, tapering to a thinner point towards the end, and the speed increasing towards the end as well.

Boom!!!

It was as if a burst of scorched thunder had suddenly exploded in the sky.

The afterimages were so numerous and the speed so fast that no one could see all the traces in that instant.

Of the sixteen black cocoons, fifteen were immediately burst.

Chu Tianshu's true form also fell down, landing on the orange tree with his feet on two thick branches.

The orange tree remained Mount Tai even after he stepped on it.

Chu Tianshu had already flashed his hands, reaching into the air, when he suddenly stopped.

He gripped the ends of the two giant vines tightly with both hands.

He sensed that the vines were able to grow so quickly and powerfully not only because they absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, but also because they absorbed another strange energy in the world.

The sky was dark, the stars were sparse, and the bright moon hung high in the sky.

Chu Tianshu rolled his eyelids upward, and for a moment, the sky he saw was pure blood red.

Crimson clouds billowed, and stars as large as dippers appeared.

These vines are absorbing the power of ancient Weapon Soul!

Long before the universe was restored to its proper order, besides the orthodox Strength-Tempering Method, Move Comprehension Method, and Blood Refining Method, there was something called "Wild Weapon Soul".

That was the Weapon Soul that continued in a twisted form after the death of the war master; its essence was already that of Evil Spirit.

These Wild Weapon Soul are generally stronger than ordinary Weapon Soul, and they can even actively bewitch humans to help them search for essence blood.

However, since the rise of martial arts, martial artists have gained increasingly stronger control over the Weapon Soul. The old Wild Weapon Soul in the world would be instantly annihilated when confronted by the powerful blood energy of a martial artist.

Therefore, it is now rare to hear of Wild Weapon Soul causing trouble.

However, some of the Wild Weapon Soul did not disappear; rather, they were collected and brought under control.

The collectors weren't simply looking to collect them; they believed that the essence of ancient Weapon Soul in the Blood-Colored Starry Sky contained immense power.

A possessed Weapon Soul cannot directly draw upon this power, while an unpossessed Wild Weapon Soul is more similar in its situation to that of an ancient Weapon Soul.

However, the limited growth potential of Wild Weapon Soul seems far too weak in the face of the martial arts of the new era.

Therefore, based on their own philosophy, they created the "Three-Soul Weapon Method".

Humans have three souls, the life soul being the one that controls the operation of various internal organs.

The Earth Soul governs the perception of tangible and material things in the outside world, while the Heaven Soul governs the perception of intangible and material things in the outside world.

The Three-Soul Weapon Method combines the self-cultivated Weapon Soul with the earth's soul, and the Wild Weapon Soul with the heaven's soul.

The three souls cycle and complement each other, putting the "Wild Weapon Soul" in a seemingly uncertain yet orderly state, unleashing enormous potential.

Pei Dongcheng and Wu Chunlei are both practitioners of the Three-Soul Weapon Method.

The only difference is the effect of the supernatural power.

Wu Chunlei's supernatural ability is to control the growth of plants.

As soon as Chu Tianshu grabbed the end of the vine, he even felt a slight tingling sensation in his palm.

Those were countless tiny tendrils, trying to burrow into his palm and grow into his flesh.

"Catalyst vitality?!"

Chu Tianshu's eyes were like ghostly flames, and his body rippled with countless waves as he shook his arms with all his might.

Two incredibly powerful emerald light waves surged from the ends of the vines, into their roots, and seeped into the wooden building.

Wu Chunlei, who lived on the first floor of the wooden building, suddenly saw emerald light emanating from the interior of the building. Unperturbed, he abruptly retreated again.

In the blink of an eye, he had retreated dozens of feet.

The vines on the surface of that tall building swelled up abnormally, turning from tender to stiff, and the entire wooden building became grotesque.

Like a tall, withered corpse that had instantly exhausted all its life force, the entire wooden building remained completely still.

While both are catalysts for life, the force surging from the other side was truly ruthless, even more ferocious than the supernatural power of Wild Weapon Soul!

However, the golden alms bowl possesses supernatural powers, controlling plants and trees, and using the wood to unleash its power. No matter how fast the opponent retaliates, it can only damage the plants and trees.

Just as Wu Chunlei was about to move to another location to launch a second wave of attacks, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He had initially thought that only the seven-story building appeared distorted due to the swelling of the vines.

But now, when he looks at other houses, he notices that they also appear somewhat distorted and deformed in his eyes.

In his eyes, the golden bowl was no longer golden, but rather faintly shimmered with the luster of jade.

Wu Chunlei's heart skipped a beat.

While the golden bowl was still in mid-air, he had already disengaged from it, retreated ten steps, and suddenly slapped his forehead, chest, and other areas with both hands to smooth his meridians and use the power of his fists to suppress the abnormality in his body.

He thought that he had successfully escaped because he had not been touched by the other party's power.

However, Chu Tianshu's skill had reached a level where he could attack precisely by going against the invisible connection between the golden bowl and the plants.

The Three-Soul Weapon Method: The Golden Bowl is Wu Chunlei's Heavenly Soul, meaning he directly absorbed Chu Tianshu's power with his own three souls.

This is something that only those with "Leakless Mystic Art internal skill" can achieve.

Chu Tianshu had already begun to enter the "Leakless Mystic Art" stage last night by beating the drum in the desolate forest, and it was only on the road today that he finally firmly established himself at this level.

Kong Tianrui and the others were naturally unaware of Chu Tianshu's progress on the road.

They didn't even know that Wu Chunlei was temporarily unable to participate in the war.

Just as Chu Tianshu shook the vines with both arms, causing the entire tall building to swell and deform.

The other three launched their attacks.

Kong Tianrui moved the fastest; in the blink of an eye, he had already moved from his original position to the orange tree.

Despite being merely a martial artist who focused on physical strength, he could actually step on the branches and leaves of the orange tree as if walking on flat ground, his figure like a floating cloud, striking out with both palms simultaneously.

With his left hand, he pushed towards Chu Tianshu's lumbar spine, and with his right hand, he struck towards the back of Chu Tianshu's head.

Chu Tianshu instantly changed his hands, placing them behind his back. Instead of using his palms to protect himself, he half-clenched his fists with his thumbs sticking out.

He used his two thumbs to counter Kong Tianrui's palms.

If anyone else had done this, Kong Tianrui would have been secretly laughing out loud.

Although there are some martial arts practitioners who specialize in finger Heart and Blood Martial Dao, their Shangdu show unusual signs. Those with well-proportioned palms are definitely those whose fist and palm power far surpasses the power of a single finger.

But Chu Tianshu's hands were as clear as jade, and the tips of his two thumbs were shiny, golden, and red.

There was an eerie heat that sent chills down my spine.

Kong Tianrui moved with his mind, and even during a full-speed surprise attack, he was able to immediately withdraw his palm.

But he used even more force with his right hand, which was aimed at the back of the head, and it still made contact with Chu Tianshu's thumb, which was placed behind his head.

He withdrew his hand immediately upon touching it, but a reddish-brown spot, like molten iron, remained in his palm.

Kong Tianrui arrived quickly and left just as quickly.

Li Ju's speed was originally similar to his, at most a fraction slower, but his reaction time was probably even a fraction faster.

As Kong Tianrui retreated, Li Ju suddenly sensed something was wrong and abruptly stopped.

Only Pei Dongcheng didn't stop.

He actually saw it too; Kong Tianrui seemed to have fallen for some strange trick.

Perhaps it's poison?

But he had a sword in his hand, so he wasn't fighting empty-handed.

Moreover, Pei Dongcheng couldn't stop either.

His celestial soul merged with the sword; the moment he moved the sword, all three of his souls stirred.

The crimson starlight seemed to pave a path for him, and at the end of the path was Chu Tianshu.

He sped along the road, thrusting his sword straight at us.

At the same time, Chu Tianshu turned around and drew his sword.

This turn should have simply been smooth.

However, its excessive smoothness created a bizarre feeling.

Chu Tianshu became like the source of a dream.

The instant he turned around, a dream exploded into existence.

Stars fly and lightning dances, a hundred scenes flash by.

Emerald-like starlight, accompanied by rapid ripples, erupted wildly and shot outwards.

Chu Tianshu was drawing his sword, and like never before, he was unleashing his inner strength to the fullest.

Internal strength is not a power that a person is born with, but rather a complex type of energy.

Even the most orthodox and pure internal energy will, in essence, cause some rejection reactions in the human body.

For practitioners of internal martial arts, this unavoidable rejection reaction is their biggest weakness.

Chu Tianshu's senses were too sharp; even though he cultivated extremely pure internal energy, he could still feel this rejection. In normal combat, he inevitably had to deal with this weakness in many complicated situations.

Now that's unnecessary, because he has acquired true meridians!!

Normally, the "meridians" in the human body are essentially areas with milder rejection; they are not a set of real organs, but rather as faint as air currents, hence the name "qi meridians."

Those who have cultivated "Leakless Mystic Art" actually have physical meridians within their bodies.

If someone cultivates internal energy alone and reaches this stage, it's even possible that after death, their bones will be cremated, but their meridians will remain intact.

With this meridian, Chu Tianshu could disregard any unnecessary and cumbersome self-restraint.

His internal energy flowed so smoothly that it was transmitted to Wu Chunlei's three souls in an instant.

Only then can it run smoothly, like it does now.

He turned around, and the knife was drawn.

One cut can create a dream!

Pei Dongcheng discovered that the crimson starlight around him had suddenly been dispelled, and the deep and beautiful dreamlike night sky had expanded before his eyes.

In that dream, besides the dark tone, there were only flashes of blue lightning and scattering of emerald starlight.

That slash landed diagonally on the tip of his sword.

The sword, several feet long, suddenly exploded with hundreds of small holes, and Pei Dongcheng's arm and body were also blasted with such holes.

A pale blue, icy aura emanated from the hole, causing his body to tremble repeatedly.

"Ying'er, so she actually died at the hands of this kind of person..."

A bizarre thought flashed through Pei Dongcheng's mind, who was riddled with wounds.

"Okay, it's not a loss!!"

The next moment, the blade's energy had too many holes, and it blasted him and his sword into powder.

All three souls were annihilated!

(End of this chapter)