Chapter 79: Transformation Transformation

  Under Ye Han's incredulous gaze.

  Those five 'golden sword grass' that are completely different but all stand tall and sharp, rising to the sky, are like a handful of golden small swords with different shapes. Although they are not 'swords', they are sharper than swords, more unrestrained and free-spirited than swords, and have a quality that can penetrate everything without any obstacles, non-sword yet better than sword.

  After all, the five golden sword grass contained 'Daguangming Sword Master' Emperor Shiluo, a nearly invincible sword saint who cut off and separated from his own epiphany, a thread of extreme swordsmanship.

  A warrior of this level, the extreme sword intent that they have personally comprehended is how terrifying, although it's only a thread, but it's something that has been stripped away from their own body, once stripped away, they must re-comprehend it, this is much more precious than the ordinary strong person's sword intent.

  Just then, a loud clang was heard, and the body of the Hunyuan Cauldron shook violently. One of the golden sword energies collided with the center of the cauldron, almost crippling the black cauldron's body and leaving a deep, visible scar.

  The sword scar wrapped with a fire dragon, immediately made the Huayuan cauldron entwined with threads of flame, intense burning, emitting scorching waves, and in this terrible temperature impact, a sword intent burst into the sky.

  "Great Radiant Sword Master, Flame Sword Extreme!"

  But before Hunyuan Ding could absorb the energy and recover, four more "clang" sounds were heard, and four golden swords with different sword intents burst out simultaneously, almost completely shattering the black body of Hunyuan Ding. The entire thing was sent flying thousands of meters away, continuously rolling and crashing.

  When the chaotic Dingyuan cauldron flew back shaking and swaying again, looking at it, the whole thing was already broken and tattered, especially the bottom of the cauldron had been beaten into several large holes, and it seemed to have been scrapped.

  But Ye Han's attention wasn't on that, his gaze was fixed on the only intact part of Ding's body, the topmost part, where six deep and visible sword scars stood out starkly, emitting an unimaginable and terrifying aura, as if just one glance could pierce the eyes and make the skin on his face feel like it was being pricked by needles.

  "How terrifying, the ultimate sword!"

  Ye Han couldn't help but take in a cold breath.

  "Lightning Sword Intent, Flame Sword Intent, Breaking Sky Sword Intent, Annihilating Sword Intent, Infinite Light Sword Intent, Withering Glory Sword Intent..."

  Every sword intent here is a valuable insight worth a city, especially that one infinite light sword intent, which obviously contains a thread of great light and an untransmitted secret, and is also the top-notch sword intent.

  The sword intent of such a strong person is just one thread, enough to destroy everything, let alone a small cauldron, even a mountain can be cut flat.

  However, the origin of this Hunyuan Ding is strange and it can absorb skills for its own use. Fortunately, these six paths from the Daguangming Sword Master are sword intentions, not sword energy. The strong man's epiphany and skills have similarities, otherwise it would be impossible for the Hunyuan Ding to absorb them. And fortunately, there is only a thread of it, otherwise the entire Hunyuan Ding might directly explode.

  But now Ye Han couldn't care about these anymore, just at this moment, when the six clear sword marks appeared on the broken and tattered Hunyuan Cauldron, a strange feeling surged up in his heart, countless unimaginable scattered information about various sword intents poured into his heart like a tide, flashing before his eyes in an instant.

  If someone were to look at this moment, they would discover that in Ye Han's stagnant and unmoving eyes, countless fine, needle-like sword lights were rotating, flipping, jumping and dancing, flashing by one after another in the deepest part of his pupils, appearing extremely mysterious. If you looked into his eyes, you would immediately feel a sharp pain in your eyes, as if countless tiny sword energies were uncontrollably and involuntarily emitted...

  After an unknown period of time, possibly half a watch or maybe one watch, Ye Han woke up. His face could no longer suppress the shocked expression, but his heart was wildly joyful.

  "This is absolutely a one-of-a-kind great creation! Great creation, great creation!"

  He unexpectedly obtained the six paths of the peak sword intent, and it was a terrifying strongman like the Great Bright Sword Master. It was no less than a baptism by fire, enough to make any swordsman in the world go crazy. But now, all the benefits were occupied by Ye Han, and he got all six at once, which was indeed a crazy great opportunity. If at this moment, Ye Han's fighting spirit could reach the ninth level peak, he could even rely on these six sword intents to take the last step, break through the battle boundary, and become a strongman who surpasses the ninth level. Moreover, it would be the most terrifying type among those who surpass the ninth level.

  However, at this moment, Ye Han's mind was filled to the brim, and his brain only had countless sword lights, but still endless streams of massive epiphanies about swords kept pouring in, making him almost unbearable.

  He abruptly severed the connection between himself and the broken Huayuan Ding, his mind stirring. In an instant, a black light flashed, and the already badly damaged Huayuan Ding suddenly crashed into Ye Han's body, then suddenly disappeared as if it had passed through a wall.

  When it reappeared, the black small cauldron had already appeared in Ye Han's dantian qihai, its broken body looked extremely miserable, emitting a dim black light, motionless.

  Ye Han sighed and calmed down his emotions which had just been stirred up.

  He took a glance at the white-clothed foolish young Emperor Di Ta, who had been knocked unconscious again, and his face looked somewhat strange. Until now, he still didn't know that he had seized this guy's good fortune for himself. Although the process was extremely perilous, in the end, it was he who gained enormous benefits.

  "I've benefited from your misfortune, but I also saved your life. These two things cancel each other out. I hope you have good luck and can escape this disaster!"

  Ye Han once again set up a spiritual formation beside the white-clothed foolish youth, to be on the safe side. He then called out and summoned the Golden Light Qilin, drifting away into the distance.

  He had the mark of 'Three Days Absolute' on his body, and at this time, it was likely that more top-notch assassins from the Dark Way of Mandrake would emerge. Ye Han was far away, able to attract even more killers to chase him down, which also counted as repaying the opportunity he got thanks to the white-clothed youth's favor.

  Next, there is less than three days left for the big escape!

  Then let the storm come more fiercely!

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