Chapter 815 Endless

on, while those with two or more channels are incredibly rare, perhaps one in ten thousand. And the strongest nine-channel Dao body, which has all nine passages open, is even rarer, perhaps one in a...Because this time, the same situation has happened again!

Nine black swords exploded simultaneously, transforming into eighty-one miniature black swords, each only an inch long!

Above them, each still possessed a sword spirit identical in appearance to the Demon of Punishment, continuing to charge toward Jiang Yun.

At this moment, Jiang Yun, looking at the eighty-one sword spirits and eighty-one black katanas charging towards him, was as still as a sculpture.

Because the kind of eerie attack that the demon was wielding had completely surpassed Jiang Yun's comprehension.

Even if one could possess nine Dao Spirits, and add the three Great Dao Bodies, cultivating all of them into Dao Spirits would only result in a total of twelve Dao Spirits!

But this demonic being has already displayed the number of Dao spirits, reaching eighty-one. This leaves him utterly baffled, no matter how he tries to understand, how this demonic being could possibly achieve this.

Of course, this also made him feel helpless for the first time when facing an enemy, and he didn't know how to fight back.

He was worried that if he attacked the eighty-one black katanas again, they might split into nine once more, leaving him facing over seven hundred katanas and seven hundred katana spirits.

Just then, eighty-one demonic sword spirits also spoke in unison: "Jiang Yun, if you only have this much ability, then you've disappointed me too much!"

Eighty-one identical voices, like thunderclaps, jolted Jiang Yun awake and instantly cleared the confusion from his eyes!

"Since I can't figure it out, I'll just see how many spirits and swords you have. One by one is too tedious, so why don't you all come at me together!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Jiang Yun's figure suddenly began to retreat rapidly, increasing the distance between himself and the small sword.

And as he retreated, from all directions of this blood realm, countless golden thunders suddenly rose into the sky and rushed towards his location.

This was the thunder that Gingercloud had intentionally scattered in all directions beforehand. He did this to completely seal off this Blood Path Realm, allowing only entry and no exit. This way, he could kill all the disciples of the Three Palaces who entered the Blood Path Realm.

Now, in order to confront this fiend, Jiang Yun decisively summoned all the thunderbolts.

Although the number of these thunders seems endless, when added together, they do not exceed a thousand. This is also the limit of the number of thunders that Jiang Yun's Thunder Dao body can currently control.

Even if there were only a thousand thunderbolts, once they converged together, they would be a formidable sight. As such, in front of Jiang Yun, a sea of lightning measuring ten thousand zhang appeared!

At the same time, Lei Ting Dao's body also appeared in the center of this sea of lightning. He struck out with his hands, forming hand seals before slamming them down from mid-air.

In an instant, all those bolts of heavenly thunder were transformed into tribulation lightning!

Sea of Robbers!

"This is pretty good!"

However, facing the sea of tribulation thunder summoned by Jiang Yun, which could easily shatter the minds and bodies of countless cultivators, Xing Mo's true body calmly spoke again and pointed with his finger!

The eight black swords that were always circling him also transformed into eight beams of black light, shooting out at an incredibly fast speed, even surpassing the eighty-one small swords. They rushed into the sea of tribulation lightning before any of the others could.

"Boom boom boom!"

As the eight black swords plunged in, the Sea of Calamity thundered with a continuous barrage of explosions.

Each bolt of lightning exploded with a deafening roar, transforming into golden light that blanketed the sky and nearly obscured everyone's vision.

Only Jiang Yun, as the controller of this sea of tribulation thunder, could naturally see clearly that under the continuous impact of the tribulation thunder, the eight black swords were indeed beginning to split apart.

Finally, each black sword transformed into eighty-one small black swords!

Above, each of them also has a sword spirit that looks exactly like the demon.

This also made Jiang Yun realize that a black sword should be able to split at most nine times!

Even so, that was still seven hundred and twenty-nine small swords, seven hundred and twenty-nine sword spirits!

In such a situation, let alone Ginger Cloud, all the living beings present who witnessed this scene had never seen anything like it. They were deeply shocked to their very souls.

However, when these small swords can no longer continue to split, their power is not great.

When they were struck by the golden thunderbolt once again, they finally vanished along with their sword spirits!

The Sea of Ten Thousand Tribulation Thunderbolts, along with the small swords within it, began to shrink and diminish little by little amidst the continuous explosions.

In the end, the Sea of Thunderstorms vanished completely, and all the black katanas, along with their spirits, ceased to exist!

However, instead of feeling relieved, Ginger Cloud's face grew serious at this moment!

Because of this brief clash, the powerful trump card of controlling the Calamity Thunder had already been rendered unusable in the short term.

But looking at the Celestial Demon's main body in the sky, it remained with a faint smile on its face from beginning to end, as if nothing that had just happened, those many small swords and sword spirits shattered by the robbery thunder, had anything to do with him!

Although Gingercloud still didn't know why the Demon of Punishment could have so many Sword Spirits, losing over seven hundred Sword Spirits was apparently not a big deal for him.

Not even a loss!

"These sword spirits, they are merely sword spirits, not his Dao spirits. But how is this possible"

Jiang Yun's heart was filled with doubts, but his face remained impassive. With a gesture, he recalled Lei Ting Dao Shen back into his body and continued to look at Xing Mo with the same calm expression.

Xíng Mó again spoke, “You can no longer use the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. I wonder, what other strengths do you have Show me!”

As his words fell, Xing Mo waved his hand, and nine black swords suddenly appeared around him again.

And this time, it even directly displayed nine Sword Spirits!

At this moment, Ginger Cloud's heart couldn't help but feel an urge to swear!

Is this demon's sword spirit truly inexhaustible

Xíng Mó clearly saw through Jiāng Yún's current thoughts and laughed, "Come on, continue!"

With a wave of his hand, the nine black swords charged towards Jiang Yun once more.

If it were someone else, they would probably be feeling despair at this point because this kind of battle with no end in sight is simply not worth continuing.

But Jiang Yun had never been one to give up easily. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a flicker of his form, he directly leaped over the nine black swords and charged towards Xing Mo's true body.

Since this black sword can't be touched, then attack me! Jiang Yun absolutely doesn't believe that even the true form of Xing Mo could only transform into hundreds.

However, just as Jiang Yun's figure was about to pass the black sword, the nine black swords suddenly changed direction in mid-air and, together with their nine sword spirits, converged into a single black sword and a sword spirit!

Obviously, this demonic swordsman's sword spirit and black sword can be separated and combined!

But looking at the person who was clearly relentless against him, Jiang Yun's eyes suddenly burst with boundless ferocity as another black sword flew towards him. His figure abruptly stopped and he coldly glanced at the true form of Xing Mo.

Xíng Mó, who had always been in control, playing Jiāng Yún like a puppet, suddenly felt a twinge of unease under Jiāng Yún's menacing gaze.

He just couldn't figure out why he suddenly had this feeling!

"Could it be that this Ginger Cloud has already found a way to break through my technique"

"Impossible!"

Xing Mo used his power to shake his head, negating the thought and saying: "There are only two ways to break my spell."

One is that his strength far surpasses mine, the other is that his soul is far stronger than mine, and neither of these possibilities does Jiang Yun possess!

However, the next moment, his eyes widened suddenly to their limit, and the faint smile that always lingered on his face finally froze.

It's not just him, at this very moment, all living beings share the same expression!

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