I Have A Cultivation World

Chapter 1108: Chapter 610 Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound Chapter 1108: Chapter 610 Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound Over the Wind Rain Hamlet, Chen Mobai and Mo Douguang hovered in the sky, their sword light crisscrossing under the command of their sword fingers, varying in hues.

The golden sword light was like burning flames, flickering and casting a heat that caused mist to rise from the water’s surface, refracting light like a dazzling rainbow.

As Chen Mobai focused his thoughts, he pushed the power of the Flame Sun Slash to the utmost, and in an instant, it fell before Mo Douguang.

However, Mo Douguang’s tranquil eyes twinkled with a sharp gleam, and then he raised his right index finger and gently waved it at Chen Mobai.

A cyan-white sword light released slightly later, and before the Flame Sun Slash could even touch Mo Douguang, it had already sliced past Chen Mobai’s cheek, cutting off a lock of hair.

At that moment, Chen Mobai’s face burst into a swirl of multicolored clouds, the automatic protective function of the “Red Misty Cloud Silk,” but Mo Douguang’s sword light had already passed by.

Simultaneously, Chen Mobai’s ears heard a thunderous boom from the void.

Is this the Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound?

Indeed, it’s impossibly fast to react to!

But this was mainly because Chen Mobai wanted to personally experience such a realm; otherwise, with his full focus on the Void Spirit Eye, he still could have used the Earth Departing Flame Light Escape to evade.

Yet, this required an intense concentration, to judge the trajectory of Mo Douguang’s sword light in the moment it burst forth, ensuring that his own escape path didn’t intersect with the sword light.

“Brother Mo has achieved Grand Mastery in Sword Dao; truly invincible within the Eastern Wilderness,” Chen Mobai said.

After a round of sword training, Chen Mobai laughed heartily as he retracted the Flame Sun Slash and together with Mo Douguang, descended toward the Wind Rain Hamlet.

“Congratulations, Brother Mo.”

Fu Zongjue and others who had witnessed the entire duel between the two great sword cultivators of the Eastern Wilderness were also delighted. With Mo Douguang’s strong support, as long as the Poisonous Dragon didn’t come in person, the Wind Rain Hamlet would remain as steady as Mount Tai.

“I didn’t expect that, Junior Brother, you would also be moving ahead of us,” Nu Jiang commented with a myriad of emotions, recalling the days when they were disciples of Ancestor Hunyuan. He and Sheng Zhaoxi were stuck in the mid Foundation Establishment stage, while Zhou Shengqing and Zhou Ye were in the late Core Formation stage, and now they had Mo Douguang as well.

Moreover, Mo Douguang had also mastered the Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound.

To think that even in his lifetime, Ancestor Hunyuan, famed for his prodigious talents, had only achieved so much in the Sword Dao Realm.

After Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound, comes Condensing Sword into Thread, One Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Laws. These are the peaks of Sword Dao that even Nascent Soul Cultivators might not be able to achieve.

“Although Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound is strong, it still has no power when facing a Nascent Soul,” Mo Douguang said calmly.

In response, those who knew his character merely smiled slightly.

“With your Core Formation Late Stage, Junior Brother Mo, and mastery of the Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound realm, I wonder how much chance you have against Sun Huangji?” Nu Jiang suddenly raised a question.

Sun Huangji was renowned as the number one expert of East Wu Territory, reaching perfect Core Formation in just sixty years and the next Huangwu in the World. Zhou Shengqing had once dueled Sun Huangji and only managed a draw by relying on the powerful defense of the Longevity Scripture.

However, Zhou Shengqing later admitted that it was because they couldn’t use secret techniques and magic artifacts during their sparring. If Sun Huangji truly let loose and utilized the Fourth-grade Magical Weapon left by Sun Huangwu, harnessed by his bloodline, Zhou Shengqing would have been thoroughly defeated.

Sun Huangji was so renowned that even the East Barbarians knew of him. In his youth, he even traveled to the East Land, where his outstanding talent attracted the attention of a reclusive elder of a grand sect who took him in.

Unfortunately, after Sun Huangwu passed away in meditation, Sun Huangji left the grand sect of East Land and returned to Dongwu to continue the family lineage.

Zhou Shengqing speculated that Sun Huangwu must have left behind resources for forming a Nascent Soul, which was why Sun Huangji returned from the East Land.

Despite the grand sects of East Land sounding prestigious, the internal competition for disciples and resources was extremely fierce.

Returning to Dongwu, Sun Huangji took over the territory forged by Sun Huangwu and was able to gather more resources to aid his Nascent Soul Formation.

“Without having fought, I can’t say for sure, but if Sun Huangji doesn’t use his Fourth-grade Magical Weapon, I don’t believe I will lose,” Mo Douguang declared with calm confidence.

Sword Cultivators grow increasingly formidable as they progress; even before reaching his current cultivation level and Sword Dao Realm, Mo Douguang was already acknowledged as the foremost sword cultivator in the Eastern Wilderness, having cut down Ji Zhenshi and Nan Shidao. Now, having mastered Sword Wipeout Thunder Sound and reaching the peak of the Core Formation late stage, he could be considered top tier among all cultivators below Nascent Soul.

But this was only within the realm of Core Formation.

If confronted with a force of Rank-4, most sword cultivators, known for their offensive prowess but weaker defenses, would meet their end in despair.

“With Brother Mo stationed here, I can return with peace of mind,” Chen Mobai said with a smile. In fact, ever since he had killed two Rank-3 demonic beasts, the situation in the Yun Meng Ze of the Eastern Wilderness had stabilized, with the Wind Rain Hamlet being free from large-scale attacks by demonic beasts for quite a while.

It was only the outlying islands and Fang Markets that were being sporadically attacked by the dispersed demonic beasts.

That’s why Chen Mobai felt staying here was a bit of a waste of time.

However, without his presence, should they once again face an assault from Rank-3 demonic beasts, just Nu Jiang and Fu Zongjue might not hold up.

Thus, he had been somewhat stuck here, and if it weren’t for Zhuo Ming venturing out daily to hunt various exquisite and fresh foods for him to enjoy, he would have found it hard to stay.