Top Strong Cultivator As A Teacher Chapter 108

Chapter 108 - The First Sword of the Great Desolate of the Nine Continents

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On the mountain path, Xiang Yang's physical body had been pushed to the limit. He was cultivating the supreme body forging technique, the 'Diamond Indestructible Divine Art', that came from the body forging profound art that came from Shaolin monks. Furthermore, after his external technique broke through to the Xiantian realm, this profound art had already reached the small success stage.

Now, with the activation of his external techniques to their limits, a faint golden glow could be seen flickering on the surface of his body. This was precisely the performance of the small success stage of the 'Diamond Indestructible Divine Art'.

"Bang …"

Xiang Yang leapt high into the air, traversing over a distance of over a thousand meters before landing on the ground. Like a meteorite falling from the sky, he crashed into the ground, creating a huge crater. Then, he leapt out of the crater filled with smoke and dust, shooting upwards like a cannonball.

Just like this, a huge crater appeared in every several thousand meters of the path that he walked in, allowing him to clearly see his path forward. His speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already traveled tens of kilometers.

"Why did the pressure disappear? Who was it? Didn't Master say that after a martial artist broke through to the Xiantian realm, they would go to the cultivation world and not appear in the mortal world? Who exactly would appear in the mortal world? " Xiang Yang, who was rushing on his way, suddenly felt that astonishing pressure disappear. His face was filled with puzzlement, but he did not stop. Instead, he continued on his way.

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It was at this moment that the air shook, and a powerful pressure descended from the sky like a million mountains pressing down on it. It instantly suppressed the defenseless Xiang Yang, causing him to fall towards the ground.

There was a loud 'bang' as Xiang Yang's entire body was smashed into the ground, creating a huge crater and causing a cloud of dust to rise into the air. "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo …"

"Who is it? Who dares to sneak attack this young master, is truly too shameless. " He felt that the person who had ambushed him was simply too shameless. Despite being incomparably powerful, even if he was at his peak, he would definitely not be a match for the person who had ambushed him, yet had secretly ambushed him. If he were to find out who that person was, he would definitely announce his actions to the world and have everyone under the heavens despise him.

Xiang Yang clenched his fists. His heart was actually filled with tears of helplessness. This was too hateful. If he could defeat the other party, he would definitely charge forward and brutally beat him up no matter what.

However, Xiang Yang knew his own limits and knew that his opponent was far too strong for him to handle. Therefore, he could only suppress his restless heart.

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In the sky, a thunderous sound rang out. A white-clothed masked woman appeared out of nowhere. Her white robe fluttered in the wind like a fairy. The spirit energy around her body began to gather automatically, as if she was cheering for the appearance of this woman.

The woman in white looked down at Xiang Yang with eyes like lightning, her gaze filled with a cold intent.

When Xiang Yang saw the white-clothed woman's gaze, his entire body trembled. He felt a powerful force from her wanting to blind him, causing him to hurriedly turn his head in fright.

"Greetings, senior."

Xiang Yang placed one hand on the ground and slowly rose to his feet. He stood straight up against the powerful pressure. His face was flushed red, but he was not suppressed. He cupped his hands together and greeted the white-clothed masked woman in midair.

Of course, he did not know how many times he had said "h.e.l.lo" to the relatives of the woman in white, or how many times he had said that to the woman in white. Of course, he did not know how many times he had said "greetings" to the relatives of the woman in white, or how many times he had said that to the woman in white, he had said that he had been very angry at the woman in white.

Xiang Yang wasn't a s.l.u.t, but if he could, he would definitely charge forward and hug his leg, because only by getting close to his would he have the chance to take revenge.

However, the pressure on the woman in white was just too great. Xiang Yang could only barely stand in front of her, unable to even take a step forward.

"You're Xiang Yang?" The woman in white looked at Xiang Yang with icy eyes, as if she were looking at a dead man.

After being stared at by the woman in white, Xiang Yang's entire body shook. He could feel a threat of death from her. It seemed as if she could attack him at any moment and take his life.

"That's me." Xiang Yang was astonished. It seemed that he had never offended such a peerless expert before. The opponent was so strong that he was probably no weaker than his master. Could he be his master's enemy?

The moment he thought of the possibility that the other party was an expert on the level of his master, who was also his master's enemy and wanted to transfer his hatred towards his master onto himself, Xiang Yang's scalp turned numb and his eyeb.a.l.l.s rolled continuously. His mind was quickly thinking of what he should do to escape from this supreme expert.

"Who is your master?" the masked woman in white suddenly asked.

"Senior doesn't know my master?" Xiang Yang grew curious. My master is your enemy, and yet you say you don't know him. Are you toying with me? Or do you want to play with me?

"I don't know him, and I disdain knowing him." As the palace master of the mysterious and powerful Profound Maiden Palace in the world of cultivation, the white-clothed masked woman was also incredibly proud of her earth-shattering cultivation. In her opinion, Xiang Yang's master was at most just an ordinary martial pract.i.tioner in the mortal world.

"Since Senior doesn't know Master, how did Senior learn this junior's name?" Xiang Yang's expression changed slightly as he thought of a possibility. His entire body trembled slightly as he bit his lips and stared closely at the woman in white.

"Didn't you already guess it? "Why do you still want to ask me?" The woman in white said indifferently, her gaze directed deep into Xiang Yang's eyes carrying a hidden trace of strangeness.

As the Palace Mistress of the Mystic Maiden Palace, Xuan Su's cultivation was world-shaking. Her 'Enlightening Mind Art' had reached the large success stage, allowing her to see through the thoughts of people of any level lower than her with a single glance. However, she was surprised to discover that she was unable to see everything that Xiang Yang was thinking in his heart.

"This kid is so weird." The woman in white looked at Xiang Yang, curiosity filling her heart.

"How is Sister Jing Rou?" Xiang Yang's expression changed drastically as he stared at the white-clothed masked woman. A violent murderous aura emanated from him. "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"She's fine, but you're not." This boy had such a strong killing intent, he must have killed a lot of people. In this mortal world, it would be easy for a cultivator to kill him, but if he killed an ordinary person, then he should die, all men should die, and men with such strong killing intent should die as well.

"Senior, what is the meaning of this?" In his heart, however, he felt baffled. Could this woman have Qi deviation? Otherwise, why would she speak coldly to him the moment she appeared? It was as if he owed her a lot of money.

"Su Jingrou is already this sovereign's disciple and this sovereign's disciple is the most pure and pure one. No man can have any relations with a disciple of my Mystic Maiden Palace. You have two choices. Leave her or die." The woman in white sneered.

"Die!"

When the white-clothed masked woman said the word 'die,' she exploded into Xiang Yang's ears like a thunderclap. Xiang Yang felt an incomparably powerful force explode in his head, causing his aura to become unstable as blood poured out from his seven orifices.

His expression gradually grew cold. So they had come to break up the relationship between him and Sister Jing Rou. If he were a normal man, he would definitely have agreed to the woman's request for the sake of his own life. However, how could he be the kind of person to give up his own life for the sake of his own?

Xiang Yang said with a cold expression, "Sister Jing Rou is my wife. Senior accepts her as a disciple. If Sister Jing Rou agrees, I won't oppose it. However, senior has no right to interfere in the relationship between me and Sister Jing Rou."

"What do you mean? Refusing to leave her, choosing to die instead? " The woman in white sneered, "A man like you has seen too much. At the beginning, you were still stubborn. When you really face a life and death crisis, you can give up on anything."

"Since you want to die, then I'll let you die."

As the white-clothed masked woman's voice faded, slender white jade-like hands emerged from her wide sleeves and slowly slapped Xiang Yang.

"Weng …"

The world trembled as the white-clothed woman's hand slammed down. A vortex appeared out of thin air, filled with boundless amounts of heaven and earth spirit energy. It formed into a giant hand that descended towards Xiang Yang with a powerful pressure.

Before the giant hand could land on the ground, the ground around Xiang Yang could no longer withstand the pressure and exploded. The earth was compressed as a giant handprint gradually appeared around Xiang Yang.

The pressure brought by this giant hand was simply too great. The ground around Xiang Yang couldn't withstand it any longer and a giant handprint appeared. It was as if someone had dug it out with a digging machine.

Xiang Yang stood right in the middle of the handprint, the immense pressure pressing down on him and all the bones in his body crackling. Blood was flowing out of his body, but he still gritted his teeth and continued to stand.

"So powerful, this crazy woman is probably stronger than Master."

He gritted his teeth, his heart filled with despair. However, his face was filled with a crazed laughter as he roared towards the sky, "Special Mother, you crazy woman! I've never touched you, and I've never done anything to you! Do you have to hate me so much?"

"b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you're about to die yet you still dare to tease this sovereign. d.a.m.n it, all men deserve to die. Go and die."

When the masked woman in white heard Xiang Yang's curses, her entire body trembled in anger as she increased her strength to slam down at Xiang Yang.

"If I don't die, I will definitely kill you!"

Xiang Yang laughed madly. As the pressure grew stronger, more and more blood flowed out of his body. He sank deeper and deeper into the ground, his legs sinking to the ground. He stood there like a wooden pillar.

"You're courting death."

Hearing Xiang Yang's arrogant and disgraceful words, the white-clothed masked woman's face immediately turned green with anger. His hand formed from spirit energy began to descend even faster.

"Weng …"

It was at this moment that a cold light appeared in Xiang Yang's eyes. A powerful sword intent erupted from his body, his entire being seemingly turning into a divine sword that could slice through the nine heavens.

"This sword intent is so familiar." When the woman in white felt Xiang Yang's sword intent, she was momentarily stunned. It was as if she had seen this type of sword intent somewhere before, but it was too long ago. She could not remember where.

"The first stage of the path of the sword, One with the sword, Man is the sword, sword is the person, not just because the sword qi that can explode out from his body in the past is extremely strong, but because I am the sword, the G.o.dly sword is me, even though I do not have any true qi, this G.o.dly sword is still able to unleash the supreme sword technique, because in this world, any sword technique is created for the sword, if the G.o.dly sword has a spirit, then there is no sword technique that cannot be unleashed."

Xiang Yang suddenly understood the problem that had been bothering him all this time. He immediately laughed out loud, "No wonder Master said that my realm of becoming one with the human sword is wrong. So this is what a true One with the sword means.

With a cold gaze, he looked at the giant hand descending from the sky. An incomparably powerful sword intent exploded from Xiang Yang's eyes as he slowly spat out a few words.

"Cut …" Heavens … Pull out … Sword … "Attack!"

Weng … "Clang …"

Dazzling sword light flashed. At this moment, Xiang Yang had truly turned into a G.o.dly sword that soared into the heavens. An incomparably powerful sword intent erupted from his body. He had clearly not moved, but yet the sound of a G.o.dly sword being unsheathed resounded through the air.

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A silver sword light flashed past, but Xiang Yang did not move. However, the sword intent from his man sword as one had already slashed out.

This sword art was a heaven-defying sword that defied the will of the heavens. Back when Xiang Yang's master had pa.s.sed it down to him, he had once told him that this sword was too overbearing and would harm the heavens. If one's realm was insufficient, forcing oneself to use it would only bring about death.

The Mysterious Green Soft Sword that Xiang Yang carried with him could be considered a divine weapon, but it had already been lost. The current Xiang Yang did not have a weapon on him, but he had comprehended the true realm of one with the sword of man.

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A sword beam appeared out of thin air and slashed through the sky. It was as if the darkness itself had been ripped open. The gigantic hand that was slapping down at Xiang Yang tore apart, turning into spirit energy that filled the sky that scattered in all directions.

"Puchi …"

The sword returned to its sheath. Xiang Yang's face was pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still wore a cold smile as he looked at the white-clothed masked woman in the sky.

"So it's him … "How is that possible, he still remains in the mortal world …"

Xiang Yang's gaze once again landed on the white-masked woman. He saw that she was staring at him as if she had seen a ghost.

"Heaven Cleaving Cleaving Cleaving Cleaving of the Earth, the number one sword technique in all of the Nine Prefectures!"

The white-clothed masked woman's eyes were hazy as she mumbled in a low voice, as if she had thought of something that frightened her. Her entire body trembled, no longer able to look at Xiang Yang.

"This girl really went berserk, how is she crazy? No way, I can't let her bring JingRuo Sis away. If JingRou Sis wants to cultivate, I can teach her some cultivation methods, but I can't follow a mad woman who goes berserk."

Xiang Yang mumbled to himself. Taking advantage of the white-clothed masked woman's inattention, he quietly left and quickly headed towards Heavenly Star County. He wanted to take Su Jingrou away before the white-clothed woman saw him.