Yuan’s Ascension

Chapter 1175: In This River, I Am The Legend (4)

Quite the crowd we have here. Wu Yuan’s brow furrowed slightly. The Dao he was pioneering was indeed unprecedented, with the potential to surpass all others. But he had not yet completed it, and these guardians possessed formidable strength. United, they were naturally overwhelming.

Just then, the white-robed figure who had remained motionless in the distance suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the thirteen Legends of the River without a trace of fear.

“A Dream of Samsara.” Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self finally made his move. This was the greatest trump card he had held in reserve.

Hum~ A ripple spread throughout the Path of Ancients, including the thirteen Legends of the River, infiltrating their spirits and wills.

Boom! The collision of spirits and wills was swift and brutal. Most of the thirteen Legends of the River regained clarity swiftly after sinking into the illusions, their eyes filled with shock and fury.

Bang! Wu Yuan’s body refiner self had seized the opportunity to strike, slaying the Blood Emperor with overwhelming force. Though the Blood Emperor’s strength was immense, his spirit and will were most unbalanced, causing him to be submerged in illusion for the longest time.

In one-on-one combat, Wu Yuan feared no one and could slay them in an instant.

“This challenger has two true selves, and both have pioneered Daos.”

“A Dao pioneer of the Psyche Dream class is rare indeed.” The remaining twelve Legends were both astonished and enraged, as well as awed by Wu Yuan’s strength.

Indeed! Dao Pioneers of the Psyche Dream class were exceedingly rare, with scarcely any emerging throughout the ages.

They awoke too quickly. Wu Yuan frowned, inwardly startled. After his qi refiner self had pioneered its Dao, his spirit dreamscape should have been tremendously powerful. How had these Legends of the River only succumbed for an instant?

But after brief consideration, Wu Yuan understood. Legends of the River were different from others after all. Having pioneered their own Daos, their cultivation levels were no inferior to Peak Saints. Their spirits, nurtured by their self-created Daos, were likely eternal.

Moreover, his qi refiner self was facing thirteen opponents at once. To have bewildered them even for a moment was already an achievement.

“Limitless Spirit!” His qi refiner self struck again.

Unfortunately, the effect was greatly diminished on his second attempt.

Bang! Bang! Lightning-fast exchanges ensued. His qi refiner self had eased much of the pressure on his body refiner self, but Wu Yuan found it difficult to slay any more guardians.

In the Essence Void.

Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self’s Dao is extremely powerful, but fundamentally no different from Eldritch Progenitor Di Jiang, Great Emperor Yan Tuo and the others. Facing so many Legends of the River at once is truly troublesome. The Heavenly Domain Emissary shook his head, feeling regret for Wu Yuan.

He felt that if Wu Yuan hadn’t been so blinded by arrogance, he might have had hope of overcoming this great tribulation.

Time is running short. The Heavenly Domain Emissary mused. Once the Heavenly Imperator and the others emerge…

Hmm? At that moment, the Heavenly Domain Emissary’s eyes widened. This?

…

On the Path of Ancients.

Things have become rather problematic. If this drags on, I fear Goddess Nüwa, Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu, and the Heavenly Imperator will emerge in succession. Wu Yuan also realized that such a scenario might unfold.

The current twelve Legends of the River were already difficult to contend with. If three more supreme powerhouses arrived? He would inevitably be defeated.

I can only attempt a final killing strike. A glint of madness flashed in the eyes of Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self. Let’s see how many I can slay with one strike of the psyche weapon.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The remaining twelve Legends of the River had split into two groups. Three led by Dao Zenithel Wan Yu attacked Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self, while the other nine assaulted his body refiner self.

At that moment, Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self erupted with energy. This wasn’t a change in his vital aura, but a metamorphosis of the spirit. His entire being seemed to transform into a towering divine sword.

The sharpness of his sword intent surpassed any of the Legends of the River present, even Wu Yuan’s body refiner self. This was a sword of the spirit, a suppression on the spiritual level.

Psyche weapon, Netherworld Sword. Within Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self, that vast and boundless spirit dreamscape, already refined from false to true, was now undergoing an earth-shattering transformation.

A formless sword was materializing in Wu Yuan’s spirit dreamscape, concentrating immense psyche power.

“What?”

“What manner of attack is this?” The faces of the Legends of the River changed as they felt their spirits tremble.

It wasn’t fear, but an instinctive dread on the spiritual level.

“Slash!” Wu Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, gazing down on all under heaven, as if he didn’t regard any of the Legends of the River as worthy opponents.

Eternal ultimate technique — Psyche Annihilation! Using the Netherworld Sword as a vessel, it erupted in full force.

Whoosh! A somewhat illusory divine sword slashed across the infinite void. Space itself showed not the slightest ripple. But in that moment, all karma, destiny and spacetime fluctuations were utterly annihilated by this sword strike. Every Legend of the River felt their spirit suppressed by it.

“Defy! A myriad universes in a thought.” Dao Zenithel Wan Yu’s hair billowed as he employed his mightiest ultimate technique, attempting to resist this mysterious and unfathomable killing strike.

Silently, Dao Zenithel Wan Yu’s eyes dimmed. His body plummeted downward, his spirit and soul completely obliterated.

But Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self’s energy also waned, his gaze becoming noticeably duller.

“Psyche weapon!”

“Wasn’t he of the Psyche Dream class?” The expressions of the other guardians changed dramatically, and they stared in disbelief at Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self.

Mastering both the Psyche Arsenal and Psyche Dream classes? How was that possible?

Psyche Dream class practitioners opened a Dream World, using a vast phantasmal dreamscape to submerge the enemy repeatedly in illusions, ultimately slaying them silently and invisibly.

Psyche Arsenal class practitioners, on the other hand, forged powerful psyche weapons, infusing the vast majority of their psyche power into them. Like resolute assassins, they would stake everything on a single all-out attack.

In a sense, it was a frenzied collision on the level of spirit and consciousness. Failure would result in great damage to one’s own spirit or even the shattering of the psyche weapon, but success meant instantly slaying the opponent.

Psyche Arsenal class practitioners were greatly feared, and employing psyche weapons harmed the user as it harmed their opponents.

It worked. The Psyche Arsenal class! Psyche Annihilation is indeed overwhelmingly powerful. Wu Yuan felt a hint of excitement. Pioneering a Dream World has made my spirit dreamscape incomparably stable and my spirit and soul tremendously powerful. I now stand at the peak among those of the same cultivation level, with an immensely profound foundation.

Unleashing the Netherworld Sword is indeed the ultimate killing move. Ordinary Psyche Arsenal class powerhouses lack a Dream World as their foundation, and can usually only use their ultimate killing move once or twice. But I can unleash it multiple times. Wu Yuan’s eyes blazed with murderous intent.

Without hesitation, the eyes of Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self flashed with brilliance. Two more invisible waves rippled outward as the psyche weapon sword struck twice in rapid succession, instantly piercing the spirits of two more Legends of the River.

Annihilated!

This scene left Great Emperor Yan Tuo, Eldritch Progenitor Di Jiang, and the remaining nine Legends of the River even more shocked.

To think he could unleash psyche attacks multiple times? What kind of monster was this?

However, executing three consecutive strikes had nearly exhausted Wu Yuan’s qi refiner self’s spirit. His entire spirit dreamscape was on the verge of collapse. He had no strength left to fight.

It’s enough. Wu Yuan’s body refiner self sprang into action, bursting through Great Emperor Yan Tuo’s defenses with a single leap. In an instant, he recalled his qi refiner self back into his internal world.

Only nine remain, I can kill them all. Wu Yuan’s morale was high.

His qi refiner self’s feat of defeating three Legends of the River consecutively left Wu Yuan’s heart surging with excitement, yet tinged with a hint of regret. This killing move was originally prepared for the Heavenly Imperator and the final guardians, but now he had been forced to use it prematurely.

“Subdue!” Though they had lost four guardians, the nine Legends of the River remained undaunted, joining forces to launch a devastating assault on Wu Yuan.

The nine of you are no match for me. Wu Yuan’s body refiner self channeled the radiance of his self-created Dao.

With each bloody battle, he gleaned more insights from the Legends of the River. In the depths of his being, Wu Yuan had already glimpsed hope of pioneering his Dao, lacking only the faintest whisper of intuition.

An epiphany? No!

Blood and battle! In the crucible of combat, perhaps I can achieve a metamorphosis. Wu Yuan descended into complete madness, throwing himself into the fray against the nine Legends of the River. Though still at a slight disadvantage, his fervor only grew with each exchange. The fluctuations of the universe and Abyss he wielded grew increasingly profound.

Boom! Boom! At that moment, two auras fully awakened at the end of the Path of Ancients, each far surpassing any Legend of the River encountered thus far.

Moreover, these were individuals Wu Yuan was familiar with.

Goddess Nüwa!

Eldritch Progenitor Hou Tu!

For goodness’ sake, can’t you just wait a little?? Wu Yuan felt utterly speechless as he sensed their auras.

Boom! Another horrifying presence manifested, as the final and mightiest Legend of the River awakened.

In that instant, Wu Yuan’s eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Nüwa! Hou Tu! The Heavenly Imperator! These three supreme beings of the Primordium would join forces. This was going to be the ultimate battle!