Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 256 - 256: 15: Finally Entering the Golden Core,

Chapter 256 – 256: 15: Finally Entering the Golden Core,

Above the Limitless exists the Sword Immortal_3

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The golden fist strikes out, becoming larger and larger, forming a mountain-sized figure, hurtling towards the Heavenly Devil Shadow of Situ

Huan.

This battle marks Zhao Huai’s first time making a move after entering Golden Core, nevertheless, he used all of his strength.

“Boom!”

The Immortal Peaks surrounding the Limitless Immortal Sect trembled.

Both figures were undoubtedly men of greatness of their generation. The single outpouring of their power was terrifying. The resulting pressure made a large number of cultivators in the Initiation Stage kneel on the ground. They felt the men’s aura to be staggeringly astonishing. For a moment, they could hardly breathe, their bodies trembling.

“The strength of the Crown Prince of Yan country is so impressive! He is able to match Situ Huan just after breaking into the Golden Core.”

Watching the battle from a distance, Zi Yun and Chen Jianshu who were on the ground eating pills to recover, were secretly shocked upon seeing the two men fighting.

They had just exhausted too much magic power from the major battle, and could only rest temporarily.

Yu Qinghan was standing by, her red lips glistening and attractive, and her beautiful eyes were like flowing autumn water. She said, “Situ Huan has been battling with us for an extended time period without fully recovering his physical stamina and magical power. That is one factor. But despite that, to completely defeat Situ Huan, there is still a slight shortfall.”

Zi Yun agreed and nodded: “As a Demonbred of the Devil Sect, Situ Huan has acted nefariously, not knowing how many cultivators of the righteous sects he has killed. His methods were bloody. This person looks elegant and noble on the surface, but in truth, he would employ any means. Many innocent common people and loose cultivators are often killed by him when he comes down the mountain, just to cultivate the Heavenly Devil Thirty-Six Transformations. He is a great enemy of the Immortal Sect.”

Chen Jianshu saw Zhao Huai’s figure gradually unfolding defensive gestures high in the sky and furrowed his eyebrows, saying:

“It won’t do. The Crown Prince of Yan country has no weapon, while Situ Huan has more than one magical weapon. That’s too unfair.”

Yu Qinghan saw the changes in the sky too and worriedly turned to the two True Disciples and bowed, saying:

“Both of you, would you please lend me a sword?”

“Of course, I have no problem lending my sword, but its shape is quite unique.

Normal people may not be used to it.” Chen Jianshu took out his Green Snake-shaped Sword, which was curved and crooked, and indeed unsuitable for most sword cultivators.

“Take mine.”

Zi Yun actively spoke out, handing out her own purple spiritual sword.

Yu Qinghan took the sword, drew it to appreciate it, and found it was thinner and longer than most swords. There were patterns engraved on the purple sword body that she did not understand.

“This sword is known as Purple Lightning. It weighs about three pounds and ten ounces, and is four feet nine inches long. It was the relic of a broken immortal sword I discovered in the Sword Pavilion, just make do with it.”

Zi Yun explained the origins of the spiritual sword.

“Thank you.”

Yu Qinghan expressed her gratitude, and then quickly darted into the sky.

High in the sky.

Zhao Huai had already called forth an eight-turn Golden Core, forcibly resisting the attacking Devil Shadows.

“Heavenly Devil Eighth Transformation, Devil God Whispering.”

Situ Huan looked down from on high, with overlapping Devil Shadows. He declared a command.

A daunting Ghost Face emerged, far larger than all the previous Devil Shadows.

“I haven’t used this transformation for a long time. Zhao Huai, if you die under this move, then you died worthy of your life.”

Situ Huan laughed coldly.

In his heart, he was still quite shocked. Zhao Huai, without his life-bound magical treasure, could still battle him to this point.

This shows the strength of the eight-turn Golden Core.

Zhao Huai squinted and suddenly sensed a sense of danger from the void.

It has to be said that Situ Huan’s strength was indeed very strong. In fact, just after breaking through, it’s not saying that he’s invincible, but he should be unmatched.

But he was ultimately at a disadvantage due to not having a magical weapon.

The Devil God Whispering that Situ Huan formed surged with overwhelming killing intent, swooping down towards Zhao Huai.

Zhao Huai was not a fool, and he was ready to avoid the sharpest edge.

But soon he discovered that the Devil Shadow followed him all the time, and he could not shake it off at all. It was like a nameless curse god, trailing you.

“Husband, catch the sword!” At this moment.

A crisp voice came from the sky.

“Zing!

An antique flying sword flew towards Zhao Huai.

He was quick to react, with a grab, the flying sword was firmly held in his hand.

A closer look revealed it was a purple patterned thin sword.

With the flying sword in his hands, Zhao Huai’s gaze immediately sharpened, his fighting spirit steadily rising.

The Sword Intention on his body kept climbing, and the purple spiritual sword in his hand also emitted an intimidating glow.

The Sword Intention rose to its peak, and the swords of many Immortal Sect disciples started to quiver slightly. The swords from the Nine Tier Sword Pavilion also started to emit resonant hums.

All were headed towards Zhao Huai’s direction.

At this moment, it was as if all swords were paying their respects.