Transcending the Nine Heavens

k supremes simultaneously felt an extreme sense of danger, as if they were being watched by venomous snakes, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

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With this overwhelming pressure bearing down on them, if they continued walking as they had been, their backs would be completely exposed to the enemy!

 

In the face of such a master, revealing such a vulnerability was almost like asking to be slaughtered!

 

The two of them felt both regret and fear in their hearts.
After chasing someone for so long, they had no idea that their opponent was such a powerful super master!

 

They slowly turned around and looked at the shadow in front of them, saying in a low voice, “Who exactly are you, sir?”

 

The shadow stood there now, still giving the two of them the feeling of being a mist! It had no form at all!

 

The two of them couldn't even have dreamed that there could be such a person in the world!

 

The shadow sneered coldly, “Who am I? You've been chasing me for so long, don't you already know?!”

 

Of course, the shadow was the sword spirit that had come out of the Ninth Tribulation space, and only he had the real ability to completely entangle these two people!

 

This was the first time the sword spirit had materialized since he left the space!

 

The two men in white took a few steps back at the same time, saying in a low voice, “Since you have such cultivation, you must have a name.
We're all people of the martial world, there's no point in hiding our identities.
Please be straightforward, sir.”

 

Sword Spirit sneered coldly and said, “Since there is no point in hiding one's identity, then who are you two? What are your names?”

 

The two men were both at a loss for words.
If they were willing to reveal their identities, why bother wearing masks in the first place?

 

Sword Spirit's body moved slightly, and the two men were startled, thinking he was going to attack.
They both put their hands on their sword hilts, and the swords rang out as they were unsheathed at the same time.

 

With their energy and momentum, the two eighth-rank supremes attacked together, and the snowflakes around them were cut to pieces by their sudden burst of sword energy.

 

Their swords, like serpents, were aimed at Sword Spirit.

 

Sword Spirit did not dodge, but looked desolate as he watched the two men.
His eyes were indifferent.

 

Swish, swish!

 

The two swords pierced Sword Spirit's body at the same time!

 

Although the two men did not know why Sword Spirit did not dodge, they could not help but feel ecstatic when they felt their swords pierce his body.

 

They quickly urged their true energy, and their sword energy erupted at the same time.

 

But then something happened that shocked them both.
Their sword energy was rushing and tumbling within Sword Spirit's body, but it was like stirring a thick fog, without any substantive feeling!

 

There was not even a hint of damage!

 

The two were almost scared to death.
Had their enemy already left? Had he left behind only a shadow?

 

When they looked up, they saw Sword Spirit's shining eyes, looking at them desolately with a hint of scrutiny.

 

The two were trembling all over and almost frozen in place!

 

What kind of technique was this? To allow a sword to enter his body and to let sword energy stir within his organs, but not to be affected at all, as if there was no injury?

 

Even though the two were both eighth-rank supremes, they were truly at a loss at this moment!

 

Regardless of what technique this was, what kind of cultivation was needed to be so arrogant and unrestrained?

 

Thinking of this, both of them almost lost their footing.

 

Sword Spirit looked at the two men, holding their swords tightly, and the long swords that were completely embedded in his body.
He furrowed his brows and asked curiously, “Is this good?”

 

The two men almost wanted to cry.
Was it good? You tell us if it's good…
damn it…

 

Sword Spirit extended a hand, which was clearly the wrinkled and fair hand of an old person.
He held the edge of the sword with two injured and white fingers, and murmured, “Is this the heart? Your sword is quite interesting…”

 

This sword belongs to the person in white at the forefront, and with this sword, it pierced straight into the heart! This should have been a fatal blow, yet the person seemed completely unaware, allowing the long sword to remain lodged in his heart.
He even said, 'Your sword is quite interesting!' How interesting it must be, as the person in white didn't feel a thing, but how terrifying it must be, they experienced it deeply! Is this still a human being?

 

“Let go.
How could such a piece of scrap metal harm me?” The sword spirit spoke with some regret.

 

The two individuals released their grip, staring at him in astonishment.

 

The sword spirit sighed and grasped the hilt of the sword, slowly pulling it out of their stomach.
The blade was clear and shiny, without a drop of blood.
With a snap, the sword fell onto the snowy ground.
Another snap, and another sword fell, leaving the blades spotless.

 

Both individuals in white saw the small hole in the mysterious person's body that had been pierced by the sword healing slowly.
They groaned in pain.
'What kind of monster have we encountered? We can't see the body inside the clothing, but…
if even the clothing can heal automatically, what more the body itself?'

 

“Take the sword away,” the sword spirit said with regret, as if he was disappointed that the others had failed to kill him.

 

The two individuals bowed like puppets and picked up the long sword, speechless.
Even if the sky collapsed at this moment, the two supreme beings felt that nothing could be more surprising than what had just happened before their eyes!”