Mysterious mirror hanging high

Chapter 1055 Mortal Swordsmanship

The moment Jian Yunyuan finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!

hum-

Zheng—

Clang——

Seven clear and resounding sword cries rang out almost simultaneously, echoing throughout the entire hall.

The seven natal flying swords that had been hovering around Jian Yunyuan and were originally shimmering with light—[Duo Rui], [Liu Zhi], [Qiu Shui], [Liao Yuan], [Fei Gong], [Wu Ju], and [Guang Yin]—all began to tremble simultaneously!

They were no longer merely guided by Jian Yunyuan's sword technique, but seemed to possess their own life and will, bursting forth with an unprecedentedly intense brilliance.

Seven swords rang out in unison, their light illuminating the entire hall!

The majestic aura and the vast and sharp sword intent filled every inch of space, making it difficult for many geniuses with slightly lower cultivation to breathe, leaving only shock and awe in their eyes.

Jing Yu was at the core of this magnificent sword aura and was the first to bear the brunt.

His pupils contracted slightly, and his blood energy surged. He clearly felt that the power of these seven swords was several times stronger than when Jian Yunyuan had activated them earlier!

The source of all these changes is undoubtedly the seemingly ordinary sword in Jian Yunyuan's hand.

It remained dim and silent, emitting no startling aura.

But when the light of the seven swords converged on it, it was completely absorbed and contained.

Holding it, Jian Yunyuan's entire demeanor underwent a subtle change. He lost some of his ethereal and otherworldly air and gained an indescribable sense of reality and weight, as if what he held in his hand was not a sword, but the very concept of "sword".

Jing Yu's mind raced, and a huge question suddenly arose in her mind.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his surging blood and qi, and looked intently at Jian Yunyuan, asking the question that was on the minds of all the geniuses present:

"Fellow Daoist Jian, I have a question that I would like to ask you."

"Now all eight swords of Yunyuan have appeared. The five swords, namely [Duo Rui], [Liu Zhi], [Qiu Shui], [Liao Yuan], and [Fei Gong], clearly correspond to the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth."

"The twin swords, 【Time】 and 【Boundless Distance】, correspond to the two supreme laws of time and space."

"And the sword in your hand right now, without a doubt, carries the true meaning of the Sword Law that you have cultivated throughout your life."

"I dare to guess that perhaps each of your natal swords corresponds to a fundamental law within your own nascent soul acupoints."

"The Five Elements, Time and Space, Sword Dao... these are the eight fundamental laws. If we follow this logic, there should be eight acupoints in your Nascent Soul that correspond and resonate with these eight natal swords. Only when the person and the sword are in harmony can you use them as if they were your own arms and fingers, unleashing such astonishing power."

Jing Yu spoke slowly and deliberately, but each word was clear: "Fellow Daoist is a genius of unparalleled talent, a prodigy unmatched in the Sword Court... If someone like you were to say that you have only reached the eighth stage of the Nascent Soul realm? I'm afraid no one would believe it."

He paused, his eyes filled with even deeper confusion:

"However, if you have truly achieved the Nine Apertures stage, then there is still one last aperture remaining. What fundamental law does this aperture correspond to? And why... is there no corresponding ninth [Natal Sword]?"

All eyes, including those of Luo Zixuan, Yue Xingzhou, Guo Tingshu, and even Yuan Jiqing and Bai Zhaoyue, who had recently suffered defeat, were fixed on Jian Yunyuan.

Yes, the Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul unleashed eight swords simultaneously.

What is that final key, the ninth fundamental law? Why is there no matching ninth sword?

Jian Yunyuan smiled faintly and said earnestly:

"This matter involves the secrets of Mr. Jian's path, so please forgive me for not being able to disclose them."

"But I can assure you that I do not have a so-called ninth natal sword."

Jing Yu nodded: "Since it involves the secrets of your cultivation path, then let it be... May I ask for your eighth sword technique!"

Jing Yu's idea was simple: if Jian Yunyuan really didn't have a ninth natal sword, that would be fine. But if he did... then all she had to do was defeat Jian Yunyuan, who was wielding all eight swords at once, and she would naturally be able to see his [ninth sword]!

"Roar!"

A roar of a true dragon resounded throughout the hall, and Jing Yu seemed to transform into an ancient dragon, pressing forward with immense power.

He had assumed that Jian Yunyuan would form a sword formation for defense, but to his utter surprise, this prodigy of the Sword Court actually came forward with his iron sword in hand.

They came forward, carrying their physical bodies and magical forms!

clang--

A loud bang, not the sound of metal clashing, but one that was much deeper and heavier, exploded out.

Jian Yunyuan held the iron sword in his right hand and blocked Jing Yu's fist, which was powerful enough to shatter mountains and split rocks, with perfect precision!

The moment the scabbard made contact with his fist, a heavy, solid, and unimaginable force of recoil came from the sword, causing Jing Yu's arm to go numb slightly and halting his forward momentum.

Jian Yunyuan's figure swayed slightly, and he completely dissipated that enormous force.

"What?!" Yue Xingzhou suddenly stood up from the stands, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

He was one of the most knowledgeable people in the area about body refinement, so he could see the weight of Jing Yu's punch and the terrifying physical strength and force-dissipating technique contained in Jian Yunyuan's block.

"His...his physical body?"

Not only him, but all the geniuses who knew anything about Jian Yunyuan showed a look of shock at this moment.

To be able to so easily withstand Jing Yu's full-force attack, it would be impossible to rely solely on swordsmanship skills; one must possess a powerful physical body that matches or even surpasses it!

However, as everyone knows, Jian Yunyuan is not a practitioner of dual cultivation of body and spirit, or a practitioner of body refinement who integrates body and spirit.

In the previous dozens of battles, Jian Yunyuan had always used remote control of his flying sword to fight his enemies, because his physical body was too fragile to withstand even the slightest damage.

But why did he suddenly gain physical strength that could rival Xuanjing Daoist after he grasped that sword?

Before anyone could understand this bizarre scene, Jian Yunyuan, iron sword in hand, rushed forward and launched a preemptive attack.

At the same time, the remaining seven natal swords hovered around Jing Yu and attacked on their own, causing him considerable trouble.

The two fought swiftly and quickly, exchanging over a hundred blows in the blink of an eye.

What's astonishing is that Jian Yunyuan's moves throughout were all common martial arts techniques such as thrusting, parrying, blocking, slicing, and striking, without any earth-shattering sword light or supernatural abilities.

However, these seemingly ordinary sword moves were transformed into something magical in his hands. Every move was exquisite, and he could always neutralize Jing Yu's ferocious and unparalleled attacks, which were enough to tear apart the bodies of ordinary late-stage cultivators, with minimal force and the most precise angles.

This was a close-quarters combat battle that transcended ordinary understanding... On one side was a body-refining prodigy whose physical body had reached the limit of the cave heaven and resembled a humanoid dragon, while on the other side was a sword virtuoso who controlled his sword with his body and incorporated the supreme swordsmanship into mortal moves.

Fists and swords clashed, energy surged... the two were truly evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand!