Weapon Master

Chapter 900 - Condensing Yuan (1)

"This is …" Soul attack? "

Di Taikang woke up immediately and was shocked.

However, Tang Huan was different. Although his cultivation was still in the Rank Seven True Spirit realm, his soul attack skills were extremely terrifying. It was said that the first Congealed Origin Stage cultivator on the chess stage that was defeated by him had already been struck by it.

"Aooo!"

Like an injured beast, Di Taikang shouted.

In the depths of his neural field, his soul crazily surged. A tremendous soul aura roared and instantly condensed into a solid substance, fiercely colliding with the white star aura that shot toward him like lightning. Di Taikang didn't know how to use his soul to attack. What he was doing now was just an instinctual defense.

In this way, it was very difficult to completely block a soul attack, but it could weaken it.

"Bam!"

As if a wall was hit by a huge rock flying at high speed, in an instant, that solid soul aura disappeared, and that star like aura went straight in and landed between Di Taikang's eyebrows. The next moment, Di Taikang felt something inside of his soul violently explode. It crazily tore at his soul, making him fall into a dazed state instantly.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud sound echoed out.

The terrifying Strength Qi mixed with a blazing heat came crashing back, and then a huge force attacked back, causing Di Taikang to only feel the long blade in his hand trembling, his arms turning numb. Di Taikang started to step back involuntarily. As he came to his senses, a beam of red light rapidly expanded in his sight.

"It's over!"

Di Taikang's face changed drastically as he subconsciously raised his blade. However, before the huge blade could slash out, it suddenly stopped in the air and the red light had already reached his throat.

It was the tip of Tang Huan's spear! The sharpness seemed to want to pierce his throat and the heat that came with it covered his entire body. Large beads of sweat uncontrollably shot out from his pores, instantly soaking his clothes.

"I've lost!"

Di Taikang took a deep breath, his face looked gloomy.

Defeat in such a manner made him extremely unwilling. However, even if he lost, he wouldn't continue to tangle with Tang Huan on the stage.

"In these two days, in the 26th match, you were the only one that made me use my soul attack!" Tang Huan laughed indifferently, and retracted the spear in his hand like a spirit serpent.

"Humph!"

Di Taikang coldly humphed. He walked to the edge of the stage and jumped down, but he didn't stop. Not long after, his sword token separated from the chessboard as well. It shot forward like lightning and was grabbed by him. In next to no time, his figure had already disappeared.

"The twenty-sixth battle is finally over."

Tang Huan's body relaxed, and an indescribable sense of relaxation surged out from the bottom of his heart. With a smile on his face, a mysterious sensation spread out from the depths of his soul without any warning, and inside the Dantian, the True Spirit began to emit a strange undulation.

Tang Huan's eyes flashed, he extended his hand and grabbed, and the sword tablet landed in his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Without hesitation, Tang Huan immediately jumped down from the Stage of Earth Chess Sword, like a black ray of light, he flew towards the distance, at the edge of the cliff behind him, a white light blossomed out, starting from rank 32 on the Earth Board, the strings of dazzling words started to change rapidly.

"What's going on? He just ran away like that? "

"What's going on?"

"Even if you want to leave, you shouldn't be in such a hurry!"

"..."

Around the high platform, many cultivators looked at each other in dismay.

"Clan Elder, since Tang Huan has left in such a hurry, could it be that he has been injured after such a series of battles?" At the periphery of the crowd, a young man couldn't help but mutter.

"Injured?"

The one he called an "elder" was a skinny old man. He laughed when he heard the elder's words, "Look at his appearance just now, do you see any signs of injury?" Without waiting for the young man to reply, the skinny old man smiled in admiration, "Not only is this little guy not injured, but he has also obtained great benefits."

Benefits? The young man's head was filled with fog.

"Didn't you notice that there was something unusual about his aura?"

The skinny old man smiled and said, "If I'm not wrong, then this little guy will be able to step into the Essence Condensation realm in a few days."

"Ah, the Origin Condensation Stage? "So fast?" The young man couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"He should be going to the 'Heart Sword Stone Pavilion' to cultivate now. You should go and have a look. After he comes out, bring him to the Heavenly Sword Hall and tell him that the sect master has invited him!" With that, the skinny old man floated away.

"Yes sir!"

When he just joined the 'Pure Yang Sword Sect', he was only at the Rank Six True Spirit level. But in such a short amount of time, Tang Huan had stepped into the Essence Condensation Realm?

… ….

The fifth floor of the Heartsword Stone Pavilion.

When Tang Huan appeared, there was no one else at the circular platform in the center of the space. Two pairs of eyes quickly swept across, and Tang Huan couldn't help but laugh.

The small wall in Nie Kun's room rippled, and it was clear that Nie Kun had already left.

Tang Huan did not hesitate to rush forward.

After that moment, Tang Huan had already sat cross-legged within the stone hut and calmed his heart and mind. After which, the "Great Harmony Heavenly Classics" had already been activated to its limits and the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and "True Spirit" had also started to circulate at high speeds. The pure and berserk "Overlord's Energy" began to gather from all directions.

Unknowingly, the Genuine Qi that was being consumed inside Tang Huan's body had become much denser, and immediately after, Tang Huan felt the existence of a layer of invisible chains inside the True Spirit.

"Boom!"

With just a thought, the boundless Genuine Qi surged like a torrent, smashing onto the shackles, again and again, like lightning.

In just a short while, the layer of invisible chains had already loudly dissipated.

An indescribable feeling of Transcendence emerged from the depths of his soul, as if all the restraints on his body had been swept away, causing a miraculous change to occur on the True Spirit. The spherical body that was originally round started to adapt to the size of the figure inside, constantly distorting and fluctuating.

Time passed by bit by bit, as if in the blink of an eye, but also as if several hours had passed …

Inside the Dantian, the ball had already disappeared without a trace, and what replaced it was a little person sitting in a lotus position, her body was smooth and smooth, her facial features and body were clearly visible, her and Tang Huan's appearance seemed to have been imprinted out from the same mold, it looked like Tang Huan's body had shrunk countless of times.

The transformed True Spirit floated motionlessly in the air above the Dantian, its body surface releasing a bright luster, its entire body emitting a spirit aura.