It turned out that when he was halfway up the Saint Cultivation Platform and comprehended the final sword that belonged to him from the 108,000 swords in the Burial Grounds, even the geniuses of the Saint Cultivation Platform saw the sword intent that erupted.
"As expected of the number one genius of the Feather Kingdom. He actually managed to comprehend something from it." Jiang Ming was sincerely impressed.
However, Jiang Ming was a little speechless. He could not believe Mo Feng was essentially biting the hand that fed him.
Alas, to others, his expression made him look like he was afraid.
"The arrogant Zhang Shan is actually afraid."
"The higher one's strength is, the more one can feel an incomparably terrifying aura from Mo Feng's sword. It's definitely a sword technique related to the Saints. Zhang Shan faced it head-on and felt a dangerous aura. It's probably countless times stronger than everyone else!"
"As expected of the Saint Cultivation Platform that was famous in the world of immortal cultivation ten thousand years ago. Even the remnants of the sword intent contained infinite opportunities."
"Zhang Shan will eventually die!"
Wu Hen's pupils constricted and he started to worry for his master. Although he had absolute confidence in Jiang Ming's strength, the reputation of the number one prodigy of the Feather Kingdom was too great. Now that he had obtained the fortune from ten thousand years ago, his aura was simply able to cut through everything, making people feel horrified from the bottom of their hearts.
Around Jiang Ming, the hazy fog that shrouded the Saint Cultivation Platform all year round slowly dissipated, as if it was facing some terrifying and unknown aura and was forced back.
The bloody sword pointed forward, and thin threads of light appeared in the air. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared, as if the air was being cut apart.
The inexplicable aura became more and more unpredictable at this moment. Forcefully using this sword intent at the moment of life and death caused his attainments in the path of swordsmanship to grow rapidly.
A smile appeared on his face. Wasn't this the great cultivation helping him? Only those with great luck could obtain great opportunities, transcend tribulations, and obtain great fortune.
"Zhang Shan, let's go," he said calmly, his tone filled with confidence. It was as if he had returned to being the number one prodigy of the Feather Kingdom, looking down on everyone else.
He pushed his palm forward and summoned the bloody sword in his hand. Like a blood-red bolt of lightning, it pierced through the air in an instant and shot at Jiang Ming.
This strike was silent. However, everyone felt a chill.
However, just as everyone thought that Jiang Ming was going to fall under this attack, there was a soft sound. Two slender fingers were raised and they easily caught the terrifying sword.
"What!" Fang Yue was immediately petrified. The ever-changing starlight in his eyes completely froze. He could not understand this scene.
All the other geniuses fell into a daze. The fortuitous encounter from ten thousand years ago, the most powerful sword attack, was actually blocked like this?
Even Gu Chi's eyes were filled with shock. He stared at the hand that had blocked the sword, as if he wanted to see what was going on.
"How is this possible?"
His face was stunned for a moment, then it was filled with shock. How could he block this attack?
"You haven't learned swordsmanship properly. Make sure to practice in your next life," Jiang Ming said lightly. The spiritual light that others could not see was flowing between his fingers and palms, turning into a few ancient characters that were imprinted on the bloody sword.
Although this sword was created from Jiang Ming's sword intent, it had condensed all his cultivation and comprehension after all. A Void Core Realm prodigy unleashing a forbidden technique was still somewhat threatening to Jiang Ming. He had to be cautious.
Jiang Ming simply used the Spirit Restricting Seal to stop it, saving him a lot of trouble. After all, it was not good to hurt the flowers and plants.
Now that Jiang Ming had cultivated the first level of the Spirit Restricting Seal to perfection, the six seals appeared at the same time. The bloody sword that contained terrifying power immediately turned into specks of starlight and disappeared in an instant under everyone's shocked gaze.
This miraculous method directly made Fang Yue curse.
Huai Mei's beautiful eyes widened as she fell into an unprecedented shock.
Jiang Ming's strength had already made these prodigies feel incomparably shocked and desperate. However, this kind of method that eliminated an incomparably powerful attack with a wave of his hand made their hearts tremble even more.
"Just how many trump cards does Zhang Shan have?"
On the battlefield, Jiang Ming's eyes were calm as he raised his hand and pressed down.
The blood Qi swirled in the air and turned into a giant palm that came down inexplicably.
"No, it shouldn't be like this." At this moment, Mo Feng was blabbering as if he did not feel anything. "I obtained a peerless opportunity. I'm invincible in my generation. I want to become a mighty figure in the future. How can I lose?"
In order to shoot out that sword, he had almost exhausted all of his spiritual energy. His mind was racing. He stood there without dodging, and it looked like he was about to be killed.
"Have mercy…"
A helpless sigh sounded from a corner below.
