novelraw Chapter 643: Sweeping Through the Second Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation Realm
Chapter 643: Sweeping Through the Second Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation Realm
Ascension Tower, 35th floor.
Yun Youmu’s expression was extremely complex.
Upon seeing Emperor Xia’s Sword, he finally understood why he felt such familiarity with Baimu.
How could it be Baimu... it was clearly Ning Fan!
Appearance can be disguised, aura can be altered, cultivation can be faked, but there’s no way there could be an identical second Emperor Xia’s Sword...
To kill King Lan Ling, Ning Fan used Emperor Xia’s Sword.
In the battle with Yun Xiaoxiang, Ning Fan also used Emperor Xia’s Sword.
Yun Youmu had seen this sword up close twice, there was no way he could mistake it, this sword still gave him a lingering fear.
"Baimu is Ning Fan, Ning Fan is Baimu... the Rain World Ning Fan actually infiltrated the Demon World, is he one of the helpers sought by the Godly Void Pavilion’s young master? If possible, I really want to tell He Daozi, this person is not to be underestimated, but unfortunately... I cannot say... cannot tell anyone about Ning Fan’s identity..."
Yun Youmu let out a bitter laugh.
He couldn’t help but recall when Ning Fan came to this abode, that meaningful smile.
Given Yun Youmu’s cunning, he could naturally see that Ning Fan deliberately let him know his identity.
Ning Fan predicted that Yun Youmu would definitely not dare to reveal his identity.
After all, Ning Fan had already planted a demon seal on Yun Youmu, allowing him to control Yun Youmu’s life and death at will.
If Ning Fan encountered danger and died, Yun Youmu, who was under the demon seal, would also be unable to escape death, master dies, slave perishes.
If Yun Youmu angered Ning Fan, Ning Fan only needed a single thought to take Yun Youmu’s life.
"Even my father isn’t his match, He Shixiu is probably not his enemy either."
...
Ascension Tower, 29th floor!
Sitting in command of this abode was the Moyang Clan’s Clan Leader, Mox Tianjun!
This person wore a sheepskin cloak, two curved horns on his head, white beard touching the ground, eyes tightly closed, meditating in the abode.
He possessed the cultivation level of the Second Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation, and was also proficient in the two great Void Fragmentation Divine Skills of Incarnation and Soul Extraction.
His Moyang Incarnation was extremely troublesome, with the strange ability to absorb others’ demonic power.
His skill in the Soul Extraction Technique wasn’t high, but he could increase his demonic power by nearly ten percent.
If a Second Realm Cultivator ignorant of his abilities encountered him, they would often be drained of their demonic power and easily defeated.
This person was not weak among those in the Second Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation.
"Less than four hours until the end of the grand competition... what a pity, my strength isn’t enough to take the abodes on the top twenty floors, seems like I’m not destined for the Yuan Cleansing Pill..."
As he sighed, Mox Tianjun suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a sharp gaze.
Then, he snorted disdainfully.
"Hmph, who is this child? With just the cultivation level of the First Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation, he dares to try and take my abode! In the Demon World, besides a few First Realm Cultivators, no one else would dare to look down on me like this!"
Mox Tianjun’s expression turned grim, and his entire body suddenly turned into a white light, flying out of the abode in an instant, appearing in the vast desert outside the abode.
His aged and cloudy gaze stared fixedly ahead.
In that direction, a young man in white slowly walked, each step brewing momentum!
"White Feather Clan, Baimu." The young man calmly stated his name without any unnecessary words.
Immediately, he could see that the Mox Tianjun before him was a self-important old monster who would not easily give up his abode without a fight.
"Moyang Clan, Mox Tianjun!"
Mox Tianjun also had no intention of wasting words.
After announcing his name, Mox Tianjun shook his body violently, transforming into the Moyang Incarnation.
His body slightly grew taller, his robes disappeared, and his entire body grew gray fur resembling that of a demonic beast.
"Incarnation Technique..." Ning Fan’s eyes slightly narrowed.
At a glance, he could tell the Moyang Incarnation was somewhat peculiar, though he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly.
"Better tread carefully," already raising his vigilance to the fullest, paying close attention to every change around him.
"Soul Extraction!"
Mox Tianjun clawed at the ground, extracting a Ground Soul from it and swallowing it.
After swallowing the Ground Soul, his demonic power immediately increased by over ten percent, his aura significantly enhanced.
"Void Technique, Swallowing Sheep!"
Mox Tianjun’s gaze suddenly turned sharp, his ten fingers forming a spell, a massive shadow of a purple-horned sheep appeared behind him.
In an instant, the entire land of the Immortal Abode began to shake strangely.
Countless wriggling white threads suddenly pierced through the ground, entangling towards Ning Fan!
Those white threads moved extremely fast and could teleport. Ning Fan hurriedly dodged, escaping from the original spot. When he reappeared in midair, some white threads still managed to bind his hands and feet.
At the moment his limbs were entangled by the white threads, Ning Fan immediately felt his mana rapidly depleting, being drained by the white threads.
"Swallow, swallow, swallow!"
Mox Tianjun revealed a rather pleased look, confident that any First Realm Cultivator ensnared by his Moyang threads would find it impossible to escape and eventually be drained of all demonic power.
These threads were impervious to ordinary swords and blades, and invulnerable to regular Spiritual Fire burns; routine methods couldn’t break them.
Unfortunately, Mox Tianjun didn’t know that unconventional methods were something Ning Fan had in abundance.
"The Moyang Clan’s secret clan technique... the Swallowing Sheep Technique..."
Zhou Nan, who had quietly followed along, let out a gentle sigh.
In his youth, he had battled with members of the Moyang Clan and had suffered many setbacks at the hands of this technique.
"If Baimu cannot handle this technique, I will step in to help him."
This thought had just arisen in Zhou Nan’s mind when, in the next moment, a sudden brightness caught his eye.
"This is... such a strong flame! It can even burn away the Moyang lines!"
Before him, where Ning Fan was entangled by the white threads, black magic fire suddenly surged around his body, soaring into the sky.
The quality of this black magic fire clearly had reached the rank of seventh-level high-grade!
This was a flame formed by the fusion of twenty-four types of Heavenly Frosty Earth Fire, mixed with many other Spiritual Fires and strange chills.
In terms of its rank, this fire outclassed anything in the Rain Immortal World. Though it might not be unrivaled in the Demon World, it could certainly be ranked among the top three there!
With Zhou Nan’s discerning eyes, it was natural for him to see that this fire was unlike any he had ever known.
Thus, it must be a unique flame cultivated by Ning Fan using a special Cultivation Technique.
"Burn!"
Ning Fan uttered a single word, and the black flame immediately poured out from within him, setting the desert ablaze for tens of thousands of miles, the sea of fire reaching the heavens!
Countless Moyang lines were all reduced to flying ash within the black flame.
Given Ning Fan’s current cultivation in utilizing the Yin and Yang fire, ordinary Second Realm Cultivators stood no chance against him!
If Ning Fan’s cultivation were several realms stronger, reaching the Fourth Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm, mastering this fire, he could directly contend with the Moksha Emperor!
"Such a powerful flame! No wonder this child, despite only being at the Fracture First Realm, dared to seize my cave; it turns out he has some reliance... However, I have a way to break your flame—Fire-Devouring Gourd, collect!"
Mox Tianjun spoke no further and summoned a fiery red gourd.
Once the gourd was summoned, it immediately absorbed the billowing flames within.
The fire sea, which spanned the entire Immortal Abode’s Magical Treasure, gradually began to weaken.
Ning Fan glanced at the Fire-Devouring Gourd; this gourd was a mid-grade magical treasure with inherent fire-suppressing Divine Skills.
Exhibiting his magic fire with the cultivation of the First Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation is insufficient to rival the power of this gourd.
His gaze gradually turned cold, black aura swirling around him, as he took a step to transform into a black-robed form.
Without reaching the Second Heavenly Layer of Void Fragmentation in spirit sense, Ning Fan’s transformation didn’t amplify his cultivations as immensely as before, but it was still significant.
He flexed his fingers and shattered a portion of the void, grasping with five fingers to extract the void’s soul and swallow it.
In an instant, his aura of the First Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm surged abruptly, breaking into the Fracture Second Realm and advancing towards its peak, yet still a step short of entering the Shattered Three Realm.
"Still unable to use these two Great Divine Powers to break into the Shattered Three Realm, but it’s sufficient to deal with this person... Burn!"
Ning Fan’s current aura exceeded that of Mox Tianjun.
As he changed his spirit sense, the magic fire contained within the gourd instantly became violent, desperately trying to incinerate the Fire-Devouring Gourd.
As the caster’s aura strengthened, the power of these magic fires naturally increased significantly.
Once past, the Fire-Devouring Gourd glowed red like a red-hot iron block, its light blinding.
Two moments later, the Fire-Devouring Gourd began to sizzle, accompanied by a slight cracking sound.
Three moments!
With a sudden crack, the Fire-Devouring Gourd shattered.
In the instant it shattered, the black fire transformed into a fire dragon, fusing out from the gourd’s cracks, incinerating the gourd’s remains into flying ash.
"My gourd, my gourd!" Mox Tianjun’s face changed drastically.
He never expected that Ning Fan was equally adept at Incarnation and Soul Extraction Techniques.
Even more unexpected was that Ning Fan could extract the Void Realm soul, showcasing a mastery surpassing his own!
He had no time for further thought, as nine black fire dragons, with Ning Fan’s single gesture, thundered towards him, tearing at the heavens!
"Daoist, please stop, I surrender!"
Mox Tianjun spared no thought for the gourd, directly borrowing an earth escape, hastily fleeing, not daring to withstand the attack of the nine fire dragons head-on.
Even in his hurried escape, he sustained several burns.
This was because Ning Fan showed mercy; otherwise, Mox Tianjun would at least have been seriously injured by Ning Fan’s full-force Yin and Yang fire.
Seeing Mox Tianjun flee, Ning Fan didn’t pursue but retracted the magic fire, stepping into the cave residence, observing the Dao Enlightenment within this Immortal Abode using Yuan Emperor Jade.
On the Spirit, the Lifedeath Dao Pattern already numbered 471. As Dao Enlightenment deepened, ordinary Dao Enlightenment couldn’t increase the number of Dao Patterns.
Thankfully, the design of the Ascension Tower aimed for increasingly profound Dao Enlightenment layer by layer.
Thus, completing all 500 layers of cave residences will undoubtedly push the number of Dao Patterns past 500.
"He won so quickly!" Zhou Nan exclaimed, eyes wide.
In his view, Ning Fan, utilizing Soul Extraction and Incarnation Divine Skills, might not even lose to a Shattered Three Realm elder monster.
Perhaps... Ning Fan might contend for the top twenty cave residences!
"If this old man was merely at the Shattered Three Realm, I might not have been a match for this child... deducing from this, perhaps this child really can break into the top twenty!"
Having considered the Dao Enlightenment, Ning Fan did not linger; his escape light flashed, heading towards the twenty-eighth layer.
Using Yin and Yang fire to attack the enemy was quite mana-consuming; if it was just one battle, it was tolerable, but in such a wheel-war scenario, continuing to use Yin and Yang fire was unsuitable.
Ning Fan patted his storage pouch, extracting Emperor Xia’s Sword.
The sword’s blade was icy and faintly pulsed with five heartbeats.
Those were the heartbeats of five little sword spirits, hidden within the sword, attempting to assist Ning Fan in wielding it.
"Come out, now, I can comfortably wield this sword from today, no need for you all to reside within the sword anymore."
Ning Fan said with a slight pained expression.
He knew that with the cultivation level of the five Sword Spirits, wielding this sword was truly a taxing and difficult task.
In the past, he had no choice but to entrust this strenuous work to the five little girls.
Now with Ning Fan’s full battle strength unleashed, and further enhanced by the sword intent of the Emperor Xia’s Sword, he could wield the sword with ease even without the help of the five rays of sword light.
As such, there was no need for the five sword spirits to tire themselves out.
"Waa! Little Fan Fan doesn’t want Jing Jing anymore, Jing Jing is so heartbroken!" The first Sword Spirit left the sword in tears, running back to the sword pouch.
"Waa! Little Fan Fan doesn’t want Mo Mo anymore, Mo Mo is even more heartbroken than Jing Jing!" The second Sword Spirit tearfully returned to the sword pouch.
"Waa! Little Fan Fan doesn’t want Shui Shui anymore, Shui Shui won’t associate with you anymore! Humph!" The third Sword Spirit returned in tears.
"Waa! Little Fan Fan doesn’t want Hua Hua anymore, Hua Hua won’t do those things with you again!" The fourth Sword Spirit babbled incoherently as she ran back to the sword pouch, even though she seemingly hadn’t done anything with Ning Fan before.
"Wu... wu... wu..." The little stammering girl couldn’t finish a sentence, bursting into tears as she rushed back.
From the sword pouch, came the unstoppable cries of the five little girls.
Ning Fan halted his escape light, rubbing his head slightly annoyed.
He only wanted the five sword spirits to rest, but they seemed to misunderstand that he was abandoning them...
Are these five little girls really so fragile, like glass hearts, so easily broken...
"I won’t abandon you." Ning Fan explained helplessly.
Children always need to be coaxed.
"Really?!" The crying stopped, and the little girls became lively again.
"Really... why don’t you all sleep for a while, don’t cause trouble."
With Ning Fan’s command, the five little chatterboxes immediately obeyed, going to sleep quietly.
Having soothed the five little girls, Ning Fan continued flying towards the 28th layer.
Presiding over the 28th layer was an elderly demon monk clad in a kasaya.
This person was a Zen Cultivator, and Zen Cultivators had many kinds.
Some tempered their bodies, their strength able to rival Fiendgods. Some refined their Divine Skills, breaking the myriad laws. Naturally, there were those like this person, cultivating their path by clearing obstacles with their sword.
On the kneeling lap of this demon monk rested a crimson flying sword.
He sat with eyes closed in meditation, heart as still as water. However, at a certain moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a blood-red shine, and in a hoarse voice, coldly praised.
"Such heavy Evil Qi! Such strong Sword Intent! Such a formidable Evil Sect!"
The demon monk abruptly stood, one hand forming a mudra of unity, the other holding the blood sword upside down, stepping out of the cave.
In the distance from the cave, a black-clad youth was also approaching, holding a golden sword, walking towards him step by step!
The youth’s eyes held an Evil Qi so potent it shook the heavens and the earth.
Around the youth’s entire body, the strength of the Sword Intent was awe-inspiring.
With each step, the youth brewed Sword Momentum, each step left golden ripples on the earth!
"Do you intend to seize my cave abode, Daoist?" The demon monk coldly asked.
"Yes!" The black-clad Ning Fan, frugal with his words, slightly dissipated the Evil Qi in his eyes, replacing it with an extremely pure golden sword light.
"Defeat me, and the cave abode is yours!" The demon monk felt a heavy pressure from Ning Fan.
Though he was a Void Fragmentation Second Layer cultivator, at this moment, Ning Fan’s aura surpassed his, barely a step away from entering the Third Layer!
"As you wish!"
Ning Fan’s pace gradually slowed, but his Sword Momentum grew ever stronger.
He was attempting to put himself into the identity of a Heaven Separation Sect.
In his mind, he repeatedly echoed the endless sword techniques of the Myriad Sword Style.
The Myriad Sword Style was a Void Fragmentation Realm sword technique, one of the three major sword techniques of the Heaven Separation Sect.
Ning Fan’s cultivation was already steadily growing, enough to fully exert the complete power of the Myriad Sword Style.
With Emperor Xia’s Sword and its Sword Intent paired with Myriad Sword Style, he had confidence in defeating the group of Second Layer cultivators with a single sword!
"Can’t wait any longer! If he raises his Sword Momentum to the strongest, I will surely lose! Blood Lotus Style!"
The demon monk suddenly raised his sword, his entire body exuding a blood-red Sword Intent, and a giant blood-red Bodhisattva’s phantom appeared behind him.
That Blood Bodhisattva stood on a Blood Lotus, as the demon monk swung his sword, the lotus began withering petal by petal.
With each petal that withered, the demon monk’s sword light grew stronger.
At this moment, the demon monk’s flying sword gleamed with a crimson blood glow, emitting a faint scent of blood mixed with the fragrance of lotus flowers.
The entire Immortal Abode’s Magical Treasure violently trembled, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.
The demon monk fiercely wielded the blood sword, which suddenly exploded into billions of rays of blood light from the center, resembling a blooming lotus.
Billions of fierce sword lights slashed down, seemingly about to turn Ning Fan into pulp.
Ning Fan sighed; with this demon monk obstructing, he ultimately couldn’t complete the nine steps, unable to elevate his Sword Momentum to its peak.
Even so, this sword style was still enough to defeat this demon monk with one strike!
Ning Fan’s eyes flashed with sword light, and in this instant, he seemed to transform into an indestructible sword!
He suddenly raised his hand, holding Emperor Xia’s Sword, pointing to the sky.
Then... slashed down with one blow!
The entire world seemed to freeze, as if only this sword’s might remained!
The sky of the Immortal Abode’s Magical Treasure was instantly dyed a pure gold by the sword light!
The golden sky, like rainfall, showered down with countless golden sword lights!
One, ten, a hundred, a thousand!
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, tens of millions!
Finally, the countless sword beams split into a hundred parts, transforming into a billion sword rain!
Ning Fan placed himself into the role of the Heaven Separation Sect, intending to grasp the essence of the Myriad Sword Style.
Afterward, he abandoned the sword style of Heaven Separation Sect, retaining only the essence, and transformed it into his own Myriad Sword Style.
In reality, the sword demon inheritance of Heaven Separation Sect should exhibit different sword styles when performed by different people.
Previously, Ning Fan was merely imitating the sword style of Heaven Separation Sect, but that was ultimately not Ning Fan’s own sword style.
At this moment, Ning Fan could truly display his own Myriad Sword Style!
As the sword descended, the entire world seemed to fall into silence, the swaths of Blood Lotus sword light overwhelmed and shredded by the golden sword rain.
The golden sword rain slashed the land, turning the entire Immortal Abode’s Magical Treasure into ruins, leaving only the cave unafflicted.
The demonic monk elder seemed to hear his own heartbeat, his eyes filled with shock.
When that overwhelming golden sword rain came down, he could only urge the Blood Lotus sword light to protect himself.
This vast sword rain felt overwhelmingly dangerous to him!
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!
The Blood Lotus sword light was broken one by one, innumerable golden sword rains piercing the demonic monk’s body, inflicting significant injuries upon him.
Ning Fan nevertheless spared his life; otherwise, even if the sword momentum had not reached its peak, it would have sufficed to cut down the demonic monk with a single sword.
Pugh!
The demonic monk looked at Ning Fan in astonishment, let out a bitter smile, and collapsed fainting on the ground.
Ning Fan did not spare a glance at the demonic monk, holding his sword as he entered the cave abode, and after dozens of breaths, he flew towards the 27th floor.
Behind him followed a billion golden sword rains, and upon entering the 27th floor, he almost scared the Void Fragmentation Realm cultivator guarding the 27th floor’s cave abode to death.
"Such powerful sword light, I am not his match! But fleeing without a fight is not my principle, this battle cannot be avoided!"
This Void Fragmentation Second Realm cultivator held a precious fan magical treasure, raising it towards the sky, striking it down upon Ning Fan with a faint sound of mountains and rivers crashing down.
This fan is named the Shanhe Fan, considered a decent magical treasure, but it could not withstand the billion sword rains!
Ning Fan, having just defeated the demonic monk elder, reached his peak sword momentum!
He swung his golden sword, not even sparing a glance at the precious fan, lifting a hand for a single sword stroke.
One sword... the myriad swords descend!
The sword rain fell like a waterfall, the precious fan could not withstand the sword rain, shattering instantly, its power destroyed.
And that Void Fragmentation Second Realm cultivator was directly swept to the ground by Ning Fan’s single sword, half-kneeling in blood, though he was not dead.
The sword rain fell, the ground within the Immortal Abode’s Magical Treasure continued crumbling in sheets, countless mountains leveled by the sword light.
The Void Fragmentation Second Realm cultivator sighed, stood up, and gave a slight bow to Ning Fan with clasped hands.
"Thank you, Daoist friend, for sparing my life!"
Then, without any hesitation, he transformed into an escape light and retreated to his layer, no longer daring to contest the cave abode with Ning Fan.
"Even a Void Fragmentation Third Layer cultivator might not withstand a single sword from this person... I am not his match... alas..."
26th floor, 25th floor, 24th floor, 23rd floor...
Ning Fan descended layer by layer, and any Void Fragmentation Second Realm cultivators he encountered were defeated with a single sword!
With each defeat, his sword momentum increased slightly.
Within the Second Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm, no one could withstand his sword!
He trod upon the billion sword rains, finally emerging from the 23rd floor’s cave abode, flying towards the 22nd floor.
Guarding the 22nd floor was a Void Fragmentation Fourth Heavenly Layer cultivator!
Ning Fan knew where the bottom line of his strength lay.
The battle against the Fourth Heavenly Layer would be a bitter one.
...
Outside the Ascension Tower, when the name Baimu appeared in the 23rd position on the demon tablet, countless cultivators were dumbfounded.
The Void Fragmentation Second Realm cultivators within the Ascension Tower had been defeated by Ning Fan alone!
And Ning Fan still aimed towards the 22nd floor, attempting to challenge the Void Fragmentation Third Layer cultivator!
"Is Ancestor Baimu truly just at the First Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm..."
Countless low-level cultivators addressed Baimu, instinctively adding ’Ancestor.’ They already harbored reverence for the name Baimu!
Yuan Emperor and the other Moksha Emperors each locked their spirit senses on the demon tablet, wondering whether the 22nd floor’s cave abode would also change hands...
Under normal circumstances, a Void Fragmentation First Heavenly Layer cultivator cannot battle a Void Fragmentation Fourth Heavenly Layer, but Ning Fan’s strength was enough to sweep through the Second Heavenly Layer, perhaps he might just defeat the Fourth Heavenly Layer...
The Ape Emperor and the hundreds of strong figures he brought along all wore grim expressions.
"What... what is happening!"
Tan Zixin timely arrived in North City of the Heavenly Origin, arriving beneath the Ascension Tower.
She only glanced at the demon tablet, and instantly stood as if frozen.
"The 23rd floor! Baimu is actually so formidable, able to seize this layer’s cave abode! How... how is this possible... isn’t he a Void Inquiry cultivator, why can he defeat Void Fragmentation cultivators..."
"This young lady doesn’t seem to know, Ancestor Baimu is not of Void Inquiry cultivation, but of the First Heavenly Layer of the Void Fragmentation Realm, and his strength is formidable, capable of sweeping through a group of Void Fragmentation Second Realm cultivators... tsk tsk tsk, after today, Ancestor Baimu is bound to become famous in the Demon World!" A low-level cultivator, unaware of Tan Zixin’s identity, explained to her.
"What! Baimu is actually Void Fragmentation!"
Tan Zixin was first extremely shocked, then revealed a supremely joyful expression.
If Ning Fan is truly of Void Fragmentation cultivation, if he indeed possesses the ability to harmonize Yin and Yang, then her grandfather’s injuries could not only be completely healed but even obtaining immortality would gain a bit more hope...
"I wonder how Uncle Zhou’s investigation is going... hopefully, Baimu is the one I’m looking for, hopefully, everything is as I wish... I really don’t want to see Grandpa die..." (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets or monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)