Chapter 124 ·The Power of Supreme-Grade Innate Spiritual Treasures and the Immortal-Slaying Form!

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He ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍then raised his hand, and the Haotian Mirror appeared out of thin air, hovering above his head.

The ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍mirror surface flowed as streams of clear light descended, enveloping him.

Haotian ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Mirror, a supreme-grade innate spiritual treasure.

It ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍could attack and defend, deduce heavenly secrets, and suppress destiny.

Gu ‍​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yan raised both hands again.

In his right hand, a longsword appeared out of nothing.

The sword was entirely crimson, with blood-colored light flowing across its blade—it was the Abi Sword.

In his left hand, another longsword appeared.

This one was pitch-black, with baleful energy surging across its blade—it was the Yuan Tu Sword.

Abi and Yuan Tu, supreme-grade innate spiritual treasures.

Ultimate treasures of slaughter, capable of breaking all techniques.

Holding both swords, with the Haotian Mirror above his head, Gu Yan looked toward Ning Daoxuan in the distance.

But he was not done yet. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the next moment, the faint golden sword mark on his forehead suddenly lit up.

An unparalleled sword intent erupted from within him.

That sword intent was vast and boundless, incomparably sharp, as if it could sever and destroy everything.

It was the Sword Intent of Equality for All Beings.

This sword intent had two forms.

One was called Form of All Beings.

Under this form, all beings were equal—no distinction of nobility or inferiority, no difference of high or low.

The other was called Immortal-Slaying Form.

It could slay all enemies and break all techniques.

And at this moment, what Gu Yan intended to use was the Immortal-Slaying Form.

At the same time, with a thought, the power of the golden entry Eternal Unique Supreme Sword Master · Gold was quietly activated.

This entry could amplify the power of any sword dao divine ability or technique used by its holder by at least tenfold, increasing further with cultivation, with no upper limit.

What did “no upper limit” mean?

Gu Yan’s understanding was that as long as he was willing, and as long as his magical power could support it, the amplification could continue increasing.

If tenfold was not enough, then a hundredfold.

If a hundredfold was not enough, then a thousandfold.

If a thousandfold was not enough, then ten thousandfold.

In theory, as long as his magical power was sufficient, he could amplify the power of this sword to infinity.

Of course, reality was not so ideal.

Magical power was limited.

The physical body was limited.

The soul was also limited.

If he forcefully amplified too much, he would collapse before even striking.

But to deal with a late Heavenly Immortal Ning Daoxuan projection, there was no need to be so excessive.

With a thought, the sword power amplification began.

Tenfold.

Twentyfold.

Thirtyfold.

......

He stopped at fiftyfold.

That was enough.

Going higher was unnecessary.

Gu Yan raised his head and looked at Ning Daoxuan in the distance.

Ning Daoxuan seemed to sense the danger. Black light surged around him as countless black serpents flew out, forming layers of barriers before him.

Gu Yan slashed with one sword.

The sword light appeared ordinary, plain, as if it were just a casual swing.

Yet wherever the sword light passed, those black serpent barriers shattered instantly like paper.

The sword light continued forward and landed on Ning Daoxuan.

Ning Daoxuan’s figure suddenly froze.

In the next moment, it exploded and dissipated.

Instant kill.

Late Heavenly Immortal Ning Daoxuan was instantly killed by a single strike.

Gu Yan looked at the scene and nodded.

Not surprising.

This was his strongest offensive state.

Sword Intent of Equality for All Beings, combined with the Abi and Yuan Tu swords, plus the fiftyfold amplification of the golden entry.

Instantly killing a late Heavenly Immortal was only natural.

If it could not, that would be strange.

With a thought, Gu Yan once again condensed Ning Daoxuan’s figure.

This time, it was at the early Golden Immortal stage.

Gu Yan struck again.

Fiftyfold amplification.

The sword light fell. Black light surged around Ning Daoxuan as he resisted the strike head-on.

Boom!

Ning Daoxuan retreated several steps but did not dissipate.

Gu Yan raised an eyebrow.

Early Golden Immortal—indeed different.

He struck again.

One strike.

Two strikes.

Three strikes.

Four strikes.

He continued until the ninth strike—only then did Ning Daoxuan’s figure finally explode and dissipate.

Gu Yan stopped, breathing slightly heavily.

Nine strikes.

For early Golden Immortal, he needed nine strikes.

Gu Yan thought for a moment and condensed Ning Daoxuan again.

Peak Golden Immortal.

This time, he did not attack immediately.

Instead, he silently circulated his magical power, raising the sword power amplification to eightyfold before unleashing the first strike.

The sword light fell. Black light surged around Ning Daoxuan, who forcibly withstood it.

Gu Yan continued to strike.

One strike after another.

With each strike, Ning Daoxuan’s figure dimmed slightly.

But at the same time, he counterattacked.

Those black serpent divine abilities surged like a tide, covering the sky as they rushed toward Gu Yan.

However, the clear light from the Haotian Mirror blocked all of them outside.

Gu Yan focused solely on striking with his sword.

Ten strikes.

Twenty strikes.

Thirty strikes.

Forty-ninth strike.

As the sword light fell, Ning Daoxuan’s figure finally exploded and dissipated.

Gu Yan stopped, breathing heavily.

His face was somewhat pale, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

He was injured.

Although the Haotian Mirror had blocked most of the attacks, peak Golden Immortal Ning Daoxuan was simply too powerful.

The aftershocks of those black serpent divine abilities had still injured him.

But forty-nine strikes to kill peak Golden Immortal Ning Daoxuan was already sufficient.

Gu Yan sat cross-legged and silently adjusted his breathing.

After a moment, he opened his eyes and muttered, “As expected, magic treasures are still the most reliable.”

Magic treasures—especially supreme-grade innate spiritual treasures—could elevate his strength qualitatively.

Haotian Mirror for defense, Abi and Yuan Tu for offense, combined with the amplification of the golden entry.

With Human Immortal First Layer cultivation, he could kill peak Golden Immortal.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan almost wanted to laugh.

If those great powers of the Immortal Realm knew that a mere Human Immortal First Layer junior had killed a peak Golden Immortal Ning Daoxuan projection in a dream, what expressions would they have?

They would probably think he was dreaming.

Oh right—he was indeed dreaming.

Gu Yan shook his head and stood up.

Looking at the empty void ahead, he felt somewhat unsatisfied.

But for today, this was enough.

He could continue another day.

Gu Yan planned that when he could defeat peak Golden Immortal Ning Daoxuan purely with divine abilities, without relying on magic treasures—

Then he would use the Haotian Mirror to find even more formidable opponents in the Immortal Realm to fight within his dreams.

After all, in dreams, life and death did not matter.

He could fight anyone he wanted, however he wanted.

This was the greatest value of the Life Is Like a Dream · Purple entry.

With a thought, the dream began to dissipate.

Everything before his eyes gradually blurred.

Within the Supreme Creation Lesser Luo Grotto Heaven, inside the Longevity Hall—

Gu Yan opened his eyes.

He looked down at himself—completely intact, without injury.

Yet that feeling of battle, that exhilaration of going all out, was deeply imprinted in his heart.

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