Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme Chapter 28 – Chapter 28: Chapter 19: The Pinnacle_3

Chapter 28: Chapter 19: The Pinnacle_3

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A thunderous boom echoed in all directions, as the True Dragon fiercely roared and crushed the opponent's palm strike, carrying the opponent's body and slamming it heavily against the Broken Dragon Stone of the main gate at the back, causing the entire Hall of Righteous Gathering to tremble with a rumbling shake.

After a moment of dead silence, the crowd turned back in disbelief, only to see dust filling the air and a body embedded within the Broken Dragon Stone—it was…

“Guild Leader!”

Gazing at Chen Jixuan, who was embedded into the stone wall with his life hanging by a thread, the members of the Beggar's Guild cried out in a shocked manner, and the rest were equally thrown into disarray.

“How could this be?”

“What martial art is this?”

“Descending Dragon Palm, impossible, absolutely impossible!”

“Everyone, do not lose your composure. My three junior brothers, Vajra Demon Subduing!”

Seeing the souls of the crowd nearly escaping them and their courage completely lost, chaos would surely turn them into sitting ducks; Kongjian had no choice but to step forward.

Before their eyes, the abbot of Shaolin, holding the Vajra Scepter, strode forward to the center with three other Shaolin monks of the 'Kong' generation leaping out behind him in a triangular formation to his left, his right, and behind Xu Yang. With a flick of their kasaya robes, out flew chains of iron, thick and numerous.

The three monks moved in unison, thrusting their chains towards Xu Yang from three directions. With their substantial True Qi propelling them, blasts of sound erupted in the void, showcasing their power.

This was Shaolin's temple-guarding supreme technique—the Vajra Demon Subduing Array!

Vajra Demon Subduing, a three-sided onslaught with iron chains whistling like whips on both sides and the back, and Kongjian attacking in unison from the front, leaping high with the Vajra Scepter for a crushing strike, a technique powerful in its simplicity.

However…

“Boom!!”

A resonating sound, deep as a large bell, set off ripples in the space around it, surging continuously.

Kongjian, in mid-air with the scepter in both hands, aimed a mighty blow downwards in a mountain-splitting force, yet the Vajra Scepter, made of Mysterious Iron, was shockingly halted in the void above the opponent's head, as if blocked by an invisible protective aura.

Not just Kongjian's scepter—all the iron chains lashed out by the other monks were stopped outside, unable to touch Xu Yang.

“Twelve Heavenly Guardians—Golden Bell Shield!!”

Kongjian, clutching the scepter with both hands, his old face turning beet red and his two white eyebrows twitching with the movement of his eyes, squeezed out seven words gradually.

No sooner had the words left his lips than the scepter in his hand vibrated with a “buzzing” sound, an overwhelming force burst forth, tearing at his grip and striking his body, causing him to lose his hold and be sent flying with the scepter.

“Sect Leader!”

“Senior Brother!”

Compared to Kongjian's direct forceful attack, the three monks who were mainly aiming to restrain suffered much less from the rebound, retaining enough strength to act. Seeing Kongjian thrown away, they immediately switched from lashing to entangling, each iron chain wrapping around Xu Yang's neck, waist, and legs.

Despite such entanglement, they were still blocked by the invisible protective aura and couldn't touch him, but they managed to lock him down for the moment.

Seizing this opportunity…

“Clang!

A sword strike came whistling through the air and landed on the invisible protective aura, causing a huge clang as if metal had struck metal.

“Unified Eight Swords?”

Xu Yang lowered his gaze, looking at the sword that penetrated the protective aura and reached his body, then at the middle-aged man wielding the sword, he said with a light chuckle, “You do live up to the reputation of Divine Sword Manor!”

The master of Divine Sword Manor, the legendary swordsman Yi Feng, clenched his teeth without a word, channeling the last of his Gang Qi through his body, causing the sword that had pierced the aura to tremble and suddenly release a fierce sword Qi.

Sword Gang!

In this world of the Martial Path, it was the pinnacle of swordsmanship, as well as of cultivation!

Only when one's True Qi reached the Gang Qi stage and the Divine Sword's Eight Forms were mastered to perfection could one execute the Unified Eight Swords technique.

With this Sword Gang, Yi Feng had the confidence to penetrate pure steel, let alone a body of flesh and bones.

But…

The Sword Gang was released, piercing into the clothing, yet the sensation that followed was not that of flesh and blood, but rather the unyieldable feedback of metal.

“You!!”

Yi Feng's pupils constricted, but before he could speak, a flash of golden light signaled the shattering of his precious sword, and a powerful force came crashing, sending him and the broken sword in his hands flying instantaneously.

“Manor Lord!”

“Impressive!”

“Sect Master Yi's strike hit the mark!” “That old devil's time is up!”

“Everyone, attack together, take down this fiend!” “If he doesn't die, we're the ones who will, go all out!”

“Kill! ! !

Although Yi Feng was repelled with his sword broken, the Sword Gang that pierced through the aura and touched his body greatly boosted morale. The people, with nowhere to retreat, no longer hesitated, drew their swords and rushed forward together.

“Heaven Gang returns to the origin qi!”

“Kongtong Seven Injuries Fist!” “True Martial Seven-Cut Sword!”

“Heaven Gang Breaking Acupoint Finger!”

“Mysterious Ice Divine Palm!”

“Flame Blade Skill!”

The scene resembled eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their divine skills: sect leaders, Martial World elders, and the many experts recruited by the court, as well as the demons and monsters from the Sacred Fire Sect— everyone brought their most powerful techniques to topple the person before them.

However…

“Aoo!!!”

There was Xu Yang, with both hands channeling, summoning six dragon shadows around him amidst a chorus of dragon cries, shining as bright as the sun.

“This is…!”

Before the crowd could recover from their shock, Xu Yang pushed with both palms, and the swirling dragon shadows instantly roared out, charging into the crowd with the momentum of six dragons sweeping through all directions, causing a tumultuous explosion.

“Boom!!!”

As six dragons burst forth, the ten directions quaked, and where they passed, explosions and brilliant light engulfed the people. Amidst the destructive force, flesh flew, and numerous were injured or killed. The entire Hall of Righteous Gathering, and even Heavenly King Peak as a whole, were shaken to their core, trembling violently.

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