Chapter 410: Chapter 128: Utilization of Heavenly Phenomenon
On the other side of the waterfall, Jiang Li was enwrapped in Thunder Light, with strands of electricity weaving a strange field around him.
In his body, the Innate Eight Qi circulated, with the Divine Farmer Nine Springs forming the Nine Palace Eight Trigram Formation, tempering his entire being, especially the Four Qi that understood the form and above principle, which fused with the Innate True Body, aiding his physique.
Wood Qi healed his wounds, Fire Qi’s growth bolstered his blood and Qi, Wind Movement dissipated external forces, and Golden Qi Killing endowed him with the ability to slaughter and stabilize his physical body, thus his true body was able to withstand the increasing external pressure.
The Innate True Body withstood the pressure, and with Dragon Scales covering his arms transforming into Yinglong’s Arms, Jiang Li fortified his inner self, while externally he operated the Super Electromagnetic Technique outside his body through the Wind Queen’s Strange Gate, forming a field, and then—
He propelled himself forth like a cannonball!
The electricity around him suddenly vanished as if it had disappeared, but the field was fully formed, with Jiang Li turning into a residue image, easily breaking free from the clear and turbid attraction, and the Gang Wind he generated tore through the air, ripped apart the waterfall, and gouged a deep furrow into the mountainside.
Despite taking care to not overtax his body, his speed was still so fast it was untraceable.
Just now, this was the method Jiang Li had used to launch a surprise attack on Li Qinglian.
Li Qinglian, who faced the challenge with total concentration, sensed a sudden danger and didn’t hesitate to conjure a move. His sword heart had already reached the Tongming Realm, possessing the premonition of the Golden Wind sensing the cicada without stirring, and as soon as Jiang Li consolidated the field, Li Qinglian detected the crisis and without the slightest hesitation, chose to meet it head-on.
"You dare to startle the profound depth and reveal the utmost clarity, rising beyond the layered sky, breaking through the heavy seas."
A sudden Long Wind arose, borrowing the wind momentum gathered by Jiang Li, with sword light interweaving to form two sword wings behind Li Qinglian, even vaguely manifesting the shape of a great roc.
"Stir three thousand to ascend vigorously, aim for ninety thousand to campaign swiftly."
Countless sword shadows collided and surged, bringing forth a torrent of swords, creating countless sword scars and an imposing sword momentum, confronting that extremely violent strike.
When they touched, numerous sword shadows shattered instantly, Jiang Li pressed forward, the Gang Wind collided with the flood of swords, and the driven strike struck the closed sword wings, the sharp blade pierced into them, colliding with the Qixing Dragon Abyss.
"Dang—"
This was the sound of the swords clashing.
"Boom!"
The sonorous explosion defying the sound barrier arrived belatedly.
Amidst the deafening roar, Li Qinglian’s form shook violently, bleeding from all seven orifices, and Jiang Li was likewise marked with sword scars.
Immediately after, amidst the burst of sound, the sword wings dissipated like feathers, sword light crisscrossed, and the two residue images fought each other.
Sword wings swept and slashed like arms as swords, Dragon Abyss flailed chaotically, that was Li Qinglian.
The Mo Sword scorched, drawing trails of charred sword scars and bursting with innumerable sparks, that was Jiang Li.
Both men descended the mountain face, fighting as they moved, with sword light fracturing the bedrock, causing numerous rubble and stones to fall.
"Ascending the lofty Tai Mountain from behind, wings raise the long clouds, crisscrossing far and wide."
Li Qinglian’s figure split suddenly, his sword wings detached, transforming into a great roc’s phantom, and with the wings slashing across, the howling Xiao Tian wind gathered long clouds, crisscrossing, while his own sword was like a mountain and imposing, creating a collapsed airflow under its weight.
In that instant, Li Qinglian seemed to split into two, embodying the extremes of strength and speed, forming a vortex of sword Qi, sweeping the surroundings.
But before the sword Qi vortex could advance towards Jiang Li, a sudden sword momentum slowed it down.
From vigorous to weak, the intangible melancholy and majesty took away the grandeur, as if time had passed, never to return.
Spring and Autumn!
Utilizing the Heavenly Phenomenon Sword.
The Emperor’s forcibly stabilized spring season returned to its regular path within this sword, and the heavenly phenomena changed.
Among the crisscrossing sword scars on the mountain wall, some suddenly radiated golden light, forming a vast Array Map, and the surrounding weather changed accordingly. Jiang Li drew his sword, cutting apart the sword Qi, splitting the vortex, where the sword wind passed, the great roc froze, like a golden statue hanging in midair.
Li Qinglian’s figure also slowed suddenly, Essence, Qi, and Spirit draining rapidly, while the sword tip was already near.
He clumsily swung his sword across to block.
"Clang!"
Mo Wu Sword pressed down the Qixing Dragon Abyss, rubbing against the sharp blade, the sword tip stopped in front of Li Qinglian.
"You’ve lost," Jiang Li said indifferently.
Around them, the Wind Queen’s Strange Gate had been arranged, turning the area into Jiang Li’s own small world, making Li Qinglian an enemy of both Jiang Li and the world itself.
"You’re not going to kill me?" asked Li Qinglian, looking at the sword tip that needed only a small push to penetrate his head.
"What good would killing you do me?"
Jiang Li sheathed his sword and carried it on his back, speaking in a light voice.
Killing him meant that Jiang Li would continue to be the scapegoat.
Killing him meant that the Daode Sect, after being manipulated, would likely turn around and become enemies with Jiang Li once more.
The last time Jiang Li and Yuan Zhen fought for life or death, it was an agreed duel, with both parties consenting to fight to the death, but this time there was no such agreement.
Li Qinglian also had no intention of killing Jiang Li; otherwise, he would not have engaged Jiang Li in a fight in front of Xiao Tian, the fifth-rank dog. From the start, he knew he could not kill Jiang Li. But as a loser, surely there must be some price to pay, right?
Not killing Li Qinglian didn’t mean there were no demands.
Jiang Li’s lips moved slightly as he communicated his demands through a whisper.
"This is your bargaining chip for your life," Jiang Li said.
"To use such a chip in exchange for a life, it seems Li Qinglian’s life isn’t really worth much, is it?"
Li Qinglian sheathed his sword and burst out laughing, "It’s a deal. Just so happens, I need to find a place to heal."
He didn’t have the extreme mentality of rushing to death after his defeat, nor did he feel the chagrin of issuing a proud challenge and then being defeated. Instead, he very casually agreed to Jiang Li’s request.
For this man, the pursuit of knowledge was his primary need; everything else was just minor details.
After agreeing to the terms, Li Qinglian drew his sword light and took off on his Sword Control, leaving with style.
"Next time we meet, I’ll experience your Spring and Autumn Annals Sword again."
After leaving these words behind, the figure that had left on the sword completely disappeared in the sky.
Seeing this, Jiang Li, who had stood as firm as profound mountains, finally relaxed his body and let out a breath, causing the surrounding Strange Gate to immediately dissolve.
’Taibai True Monarch’s incarnation is indeed troublesome, just a bit more...’
Jiang Li felt the dwindling Innate Qi inside him, "Just a little more and I would have been forced to use my full strength."
Eight of the Nine Great Qi Seas were almost depleted, with only the Qi Sea filled with Demon Cleansing True Qi remaining full.
If the battle had continued, Jiang Li would have had to employ the Great Circle Sword and the Demon Cleansing True Qi.
He rode on the wind, crossing the nearly vanished trestle and returned to the earlier mountain path. The Mo Wu Sword automatically transformed into a wheelchair, and Jiang Li sat down, while a ghost and a dog timely arrived before him.
"My lord, what should we do next?" asked the Bull-headed.
"You and Xiao Tian continue to gather materials for me, while I..."
Jiang Li smiled slightly, a thin mist covering his face, "I’ll need to act under a different identity."
The intensity of the Yin Law Department’s pursuit of Li Qinglian was abnormally strong; from Jiang Li’s perspective, even if Li Qinglian lived beyond the law’s reach, the department should not be pursuing him with such fervor, almost as if they wanted to deploy all their forces to capture him.
They should know that the court’s main target at the moment was not Li Qinglian but the Taiping Sect.
Therefore, Jiang Li wanted to take this opportunity to clarify the Yin Law Department’s true intentions.
As the mist dissipated, Jiang Li’s face became exactly like Li Qinglian’s, even their demeanors and temperaments were nearly identical.
Li Qinglian needed to find a place to heal, which conveniently freed up his identity for Jiang Li.
This time around, it was Li Qinglian who became the lawless free agent, while the lawless free agent became Li Qinglian.