Condensing Yuan (1)

"This is... a soul attack?"

Di Taikang woke up immediately and couldn't help being shocked.

If other True Spirit Realm monks used such methods, Di Taikang would not care at all, but Tang Huan was different. Although his cultivation was still at the seventh level of True Spirit Realm, his soul attack technique was extremely terrifying.

, it is said that the first Condensing Yuan Realm monk who was defeated by him on the sword-playing stage had been struck by this move.

"Ouch!"

Like a wounded beast, Di Taikang roared violently.

Deep in his brain, his soul stirred wildly, and the huge soul aura roared out, as if it had condensed into substance in an instant, and hit hard the white star-shaped aura that shot towards him. Di Taikang didn't know how to attack the soul.

, what he is doing now is just an instinctive means of resistance.

In this way, it is difficult to completely resist an attack specifically targeting souls, but it can be weakened.

"Bang!"

As if a wall was violently hit by a boulder flying at high speed, in an instant, the substantial soul aura disappeared, while the star-like aura drove straight in and landed on Di Taikang's eyebrows. The next moment, Di Taikang

Taikang felt as if something exploded violently in his soul, tearing his soul apart crazily, causing him to instantly fall into a state of confusion.

"boom!"

Suddenly, there seemed to be a loud noise.

Terrifying energy mixed with blazing heat rolled back, and then a huge force came forward. Di Taikang felt the sword in his hand shake violently, and his arms went numb. His feet began to move backwards involuntarily, and Di Taikang immediately

When he woke up, he saw a ray of red light expanding rapidly within his sight.

"It's over!"

Di Taikang's expression changed greatly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to swing the knife, but before the giant knife could slash out, it suddenly stopped in the air, and the red light was already in front of his throat.

It was the tip of Tang Huan's spear! The sharpness seemed to pierce his throat, and the roiling heat covered his body, causing large drops of sweat.

The beads burst out of the pores uncontrollably, instantly soaking the clothes on his body.

"I lost!"

Di Taikang took a deep breath and looked quite gloomy.

He felt unwilling to lose in this way, but a defeat was a defeat, and he would not continue to tangle with Tang Huan on this stage.

"In the past two days and twenty-six battles, you are the only opponent who made me use my soul attack!" Tang Huan smiled lightly and retracted the spear in his hand like a snake.

"snort!"

Di Taikang snorted coldly in response, and strode to the edge of the high platform. With a leap, he landed at the bottom of the platform without stopping. After a while, his sword tile was also separated from the sword chess platform.

It shot towards him like lightning and was caught by him. Soon, his figure disappeared.

"Twenty-six battles are finally over."

The body relaxed, and an indescribable feeling of relief surged out from the bottom of his heart. Tang Huan's eyebrows were filled with smiles, and mysterious feelings suddenly spread from the depths of his soul without any warning. Within his dantian, there was a real feeling.

The spirit began to be filled with a strange fluctuation.

Tang Huan's eyes flashed slightly, and when he reached out to grab it, the sword card fell into his palm.

"Whoosh!"

With almost no hesitation, Tang Huan immediately jumped off the Dizi Yijian platform, like a black stream of light galloping away into the distance. Behind him, a white light bloomed on the cliff. Starting from the 32nd place on the Dizi list,

The string of dazzling characters began to change rapidly.

"What happened? He just ran away?"

"What's going on?"

"Even if you have to leave, there's no need to be in such a hurry!"

"..."

Around the high platform, many monks looked at each other in shock.

"Elder, Tang Huan left in such a hurry, could it be that this continuous fighting made him injured?" A young man outside the crowd couldn't help but muttered.

"Injuried?"

The person he called "elder" was a skinny old man. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Look at the way he looked just now, did he show any signs of injury?" Before the young man could answer, the skinny old man smiled admiringly and said, "

Not only was this little guy not injured, but he also received great benefits."

Benefit? The young man was confused.

"Didn't you notice that his aura fluctuations were a little abnormal?"

The skinny old man said with a smile, "If I read it correctly, this little guy will be able to enter the realm of Yuan Condensation in a few days."

"Ah, Yuan Ningjing? So fast?" The young man couldn't help but exclaimed.

"He should go to the 'Heart Sword Stone Pavilion' to practice now. Follow him and take a look. After he comes out, you take him to the Tianjian Palace and say that the sect master invites you!" After that, the thin old man floated away.

"yes!"

The young man bowed in response, and then chased towards the place where Tang Huan disappeared, but there was still a deep shock in his eyes. When he first joined the "Chun Yang Sword Sect", he was at the sixth level of True Spirit cultivation, and now he has only passed it.

In such a short time, Tang Huan will enter the Condensing Yuan Realm?

…

Heart Sword Stone Pavilion, fifth floor.

When Tang Huan appeared, there was no one else in the central circular platform of this space, and it was extremely quiet. With two quick glances, Tang Huan couldn't help but laugh.

The small wall at the entrance to Nie Kun's exclusive stone house rippled slightly, and it was obvious that Nie Kun had left there.

Tang Huan ran away without hesitation.

In an instant, Tang Huan was sitting cross-legged in the stone house, meditating and concentrating. Immediately, the "Tai Chi Celestial Code" was running to the extreme, and the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and the True Spirit were also running rapidly, pure and pure.

And the extremely violent "Overlord Yuanli" began to gather from all directions.

Unknowingly, the real energy consumed in Tang Huan's body quickly became full, and then, Tang Huan sensed the existence of an invisible shackle within the real spirit.

"boom!"

Tang Huan just had a slight thought, and the majestic Qi was like a torrent, bombarding towards the layerless shackles, one after another, like thunder.

In just a moment, the invisible shackles suddenly disappeared.

An indescribable sense of transcendence rose from the depths of the soul, as if all the constraints on the body were swept away. The true spirit immediately underwent wonderful changes, and the originally round spherical body began to conform to the inner path.

The shape of the figure is constantly twisting and undulating.

Time passed by bit by bit, like a snap of the fingers, and seemed like several hours had passed...

Within the dantian, the ball had quietly disappeared, replaced by a small man sitting down, with a smooth body, facial features, and limbs clearly visible. His appearance seemed to be printed from the same mold as Tang Huan.

What came out looked like Tang Huan whose body had shrunk countless times.
Chapter completed!