Chapter 4578: Skyfall 4 Sword Technique

Ancestor Xuanji is a man of great knowledge and experience. Although the ancestor saint is nothing in the ancient divine realm, he was able to establish a villa and live for so many years, so he must have extraordinary abilities.

Such a huge Dharma image was definitely the one he had ever seen in his life.

"Wow...what a huge Dharma image!"

Patriarch Xuanji forgot where he was, and the scene before him made his mind freeze.

The Dharma image was more than two zhang tall. The Dharma image condensed by his master back then was only more than ten zhang tall. How could Liu Wuxie, who was only in the sub-sage realm, condense such a terrifying Dharma image?

The ancient soul-refining technique played an indispensable role in the ability to condense such a terrifying Dharma image.

The terrifying power of the Dharma image swept down, pressing down on the Xuanji Patriarch so that he could not move.

After such a long struggle, his spiritual power is far weaker than before.

After the Ancestral Saint comes the Dharma Realm. The power of the Dharma Realm rules alone is enough to crush the Ancestral Saint's soul.

"Boy, I want to negotiate with you. As long as you are willing to give me a ray of the Lord God to live in, I am willing to sign a contract with you and return my freedom after a thousand years according to your requirements."

Ancestor Xuanji quickly changed his attitude.

Not to mention whether he can defeat the Dharmakāya, even if he does, both of them will suffer losses and he will not be able to completely control Liu Wuxie's body.

Such a monstrous genius, combined with his own knowledge, can definitely help Liu Wuxie rise in a short period of time, and then he can help him rebuild his body.

"Do you think I will still believe you?"

Liu Wuxie snorted coldly.

Things have come to this point, and the fight will end to the death. Keeping the Xuanji ancestor alive will only be a disaster sooner or later.

As for whether he could help himself, it was not within Liu Wuxie's consideration at all. He inherited the memory of the fourth soul and mastered many methods. He was not necessarily weaker than the Xuanji Ancestor, but his cultivation had not yet improved.

"In that case, don't even think about having an easy time!"

Ancestor Xuanji shot out and rushed towards the main god's image quickly. Even if the chance was one in ten thousand, he would give it a try.

Liu Wuxie injected all the power of the main god into the main god's Dharma image. Success or failure depends on this one move.

"kill!"

Liu Wuxie let out a fierce roar, and the main god's Dharma image suddenly opened his eyes. An astonishing ripple swept out and knocked the Xuanji ancestor directly away.

"boom!"

Ancestor Xuanji was knocked unconscious, his spiritual power weakened instantly, and his body turned transparent, looking like a completely different person.

Liu Wuxie was not feeling well either. After fighting for so long, his soul power was almost gone and he had to end the battle as soon as possible.

"The main god's Dharma image, the soul-seeking divine technique!"

Taking advantage of the fact that Xuanji Patriarch was injured, Liu Wuxie mobilized two major spells at the same time, attacking Xuanji Patriarch from both sides.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

Ancestor Xuanji was completely furious. He was a dignified ancestor-level figure, but he was forced to this point.

The Soul-Viewing Divine Art went straight in, and with unmatched force, it forcefully crushed into the body of Xuanji Patriarch, piercing his limbs and dissipating a large amount of soul power.

"Damn it, damn it, you actually know how to attack with soul magic!"

Ancestor Xuanji was so angry that he screamed, but there was nothing he could do.

Ordinary soul arts cannot harm the origin of his soul at all. The Soul-Viewing Divine Art is the innate magical power of the Soul-Viewing Golden Divine Beast, which is incomparable to ordinary soul arts.

Ancestor Xuanji wanted to hide, but was suppressed by the main god's Dharma image again.

"boom!"

The body of the Xuanji Patriarch turned transparent, and only one tenth of his strength remained.

"Boy, stop now. If you're willing to let me go, I can let you inherit my legacy. I'm willing to teach you all my skills, but you have to feed me with some of your blood and essence, so that I can return to the corpse to continue nursing it."

Patriarch Xuanji was panicked. He didn't want to die. He had finally found a chance to be reborn, but he encountered a monster like Liu Wuxie.

"late!"

Liu Wuxie will never be merciful. He has both inheritance and skills.

If anyone else breaks into this place and is reborn into his body, they will definitely come to seek revenge on me.

The power of the Dharma image weakened instantly and was far less powerful than before.

After removing the main god's Dharma image, Liu Wuxie rushed forward and condensed a soul sword again, slashing fiercely at the Xuanji Ancestor.

"laugh!"

Ancestor Xuanji was unable to dodge and was hit by the Soul Sword. A large part of his body instantly disappeared, and even a corner of his head was missing, and a large amount of memory was lost.

"Never mind, never mind. I admit defeat. If you're willing to let me go, I can teach you a powerful sword formation that's practically invincible among people of the same level. As long as you preserve a trace of my true spirit, I'll have a chance of rebirth."

Ancestor Xuanji completely admitted defeat and gave up struggling, just wanting to retain a trace of his true spirit.

If you are lucky, your true spirit can be reborn. If you are unlucky, your true spirit will quickly disappear between heaven and earth.

"Tell me, what sword formation is it?"

Liu Wuxie stopped attacking and secretly practiced the ancient soul refining technique. Endless soul power attacked from all directions, filling his soul sea in an instant.

The spiritual power that Patriarch Xuanji had lost could not be recovered. As one side gained strength while the other lost, Patriarch Xuanji completely lost the ability to resist.

"There are four divine swords buried beneath the villa. Each sword is no weaker than the quasi-god level. With your current cultivation level, you are unable to control it. Once you reach the Xuansheng realm, you will be able to control this sword formation. Among those of the same level, you will be almost invincible."

Ancestor Xuanji knew that the situation was hopeless and could only reveal the location of the four magic swords.

When he heard about the Quasi-Saint-level sword, Liu Wuxie's eyes lit up. Even the Moying Sword could not reach the Quasi-Saint level.

"You must teach me the sword formation technique now. If you dare to lie, don't blame me for being rude. I will make you live a life worse than death."

Liu Wuxie asked him to quickly teach him the sword formation techniques.

As long as you master this sword technique, you can collect the four magic swords.

"I want you to swear on your soul to leave me a trace of your true spirit!"

Ancestor Xuanji is still worried about Liu Wuxie and wants him to swear on his soul.

"I swear, as long as you teach me the sword formation technique, I am willing to leave you a true soul!"

Liu Wuxie swore immediately that he would only leave him a wisp of his true spirit. Even if he could be reincarnated and reborn, it would be tens of thousands of years later. Whether he could grow to his current height was unknown.

Hearing Liu Wuxie's oath, Patriarch Xuanji controlled his broken hands and made a series of mysterious hand seals, and then a spot of light sank into the center of Liu Wuxie's eyebrows.

Liu Wuxie quickly closed his eyes, and a large number of memories emerged from his soul.

Next!

Four divine swords were floating above the Soul Sea. Although they were illusory, the aura they released made Liu Wuxie feel as if he was on the edge of an abyss.

"What a powerful sword formation! With my current strength, I really can't control it."

Liu Wuxie said secretly.

He only evolved it through soul power, and did not successfully practice this sword formation. The mere evolution made him feel palpitations. If he really displayed it, it would definitely be earth-shattering. No wonder Patriarch Xuanji said that he was almost invincible in the same level.

The body of the Xuanji Patriarch became more and more illusory, and it would disappear with a breeze.

"With the Four Heavenly Swords Techniques, you can communicate with the burial places of the four divine swords. I have said all that needs to be said. I hope you can carry forward the Four Heavenly Swords Technique. With your talent, the Ancestral Saint Realm is definitely not the end. I hope you can find a disciple for me in the future to continue to pass down this sword technique. This is my last wish, and I hope you can fulfill it for me. Before I die, I will give you another opportunity. As long as you can refine my remaining soul power, you can absorb the power of the Ancestral Saint, which will be of great benefit to your future cultivation."

When a man is about to die, his words are kind. Ancestor Xuanji had a pleading look on his face. He didn't want the Four Sword Techniques of Heavenly Falling that he created to be lost in the hands of Liu Wuxie.

"I promise you!"

Liu Wuxie agreed to Xuanji Patriarch's request without any hesitation.

There are many geniuses in the Tiandao Society. When there is an opportunity in the future, we will select a few of them to pass on the legacy, which will be regarded as a promise made to the ancestor Xuanji.

The consciousness of the Xuanji Patriarch gradually became blurred, and a true spirit flew out from his body, passed through Liu Wuxie's soul sea, and disappeared into the world.

Liu Wuxie immediately sat down cross-legged and practiced the ancient soul refining technique to absorb and refine the remaining soul power of the Xuanji ancestor.

Even if only one hundred thousandth is left, that is the spiritual power of an ancestor at the level of an ancestor saint.

After the true spirit of Xuanji Patriarch disappeared, Liu Wuxie's consciousness was finally able to sense the surroundings and he heard Ye Tianhao constantly calling him.

"Brother Ye, I'm fine now. I need to go into seclusion for two days. You, Fei Nu, and the Hongmeng Purple Beast will guard the entrance to the ancient tomb and not allow other sacred beasts to enter."

Liu Wuxie opened the Taihuang Holy Realm, released Ye Tianhao, and asked him and Fei Nu to guard the entrance of the ancient tomb.

Several days have passed, and a large number of sacred beasts have gathered outside. They are ready to take action, thinking that Liu Wuxie and Ye Tianhao are dead inside.

The sacred beasts are extremely intelligent and they know very well that there are a large number of treasures buried in human tombs.

"it is good!"

Hearing that Brother Liu was fine, Ye Tianhao was excited and quickly took Fei Nu and the Hongmeng purple beast to guard the entrance of the ancient tomb.

Let the Hongmeng Purple Beast and Fei Nu guard the periphery, while I guard inside, so as to provide double protection.

The ancient soul-refining technique was in operation, and the remaining soul power of Xuanji Patriarch was affected by the ancient soul-refining technique, and was constantly drawn in, gradually merging with Liu Wuxie's soul sea.

"What a powerful soul power! This is just the remaining soul power, yet it is so strong. If it was the Ancestral Saint in his prime, how powerful would he be?"

Liu Wuxie said secretly while absorbing and refining the spiritual power of Xuanji Patriarch.

As time passed, Liu Wuxie clearly felt that his spiritual power was growing rapidly. Even his Dharma body had grown a lot taller, now nearly twenty-five feet tall.

With such a high level of Dharma image, even in the ancient divine realm, he would be a top genius.

Without the Dharma to suppress it, it is hard to say who will win in the end.

A terrifying soul power was quietly brewing, and Liu Wuxie had no idea. A faint soul aura surrounded him, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

Ye Tianhao opened his mouth wide, unable to describe his feelings at the moment.

Along the way, he saw too many incredible things happening to Brother Liu, and everything seemed reasonable.

Without the spiritual power of the Xuanji Patriarch, the corpse in the coffin is slowly dissipating and turning into countless dust.

"What a pity! If I could extract the laws within the Ancestral Saint's body, my cultivation would surely undergo earth-shaking changes."

Looking at the disappeared body of Xuanji Patriarch, Liu Wuxie said with a look of regret.

The soul sea began to roar, and his soul power was surging at a speed visible to the naked eye. In an instant, it climbed to the sixth level of semi-saint and was still growing.