Chapter 126 Guess Wrong

Wei Yuan’s sudden anomaly caught both Shudi and Hudi off guard. Just a moment ago, they had seen this young man, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, forcefully exchanging blows with a Great Venerable of the Turbid World in an incomparably valiant manner, arm for arm, stopping that imposing momentum from breaking through the barrier.

In the next moment, this young man burst forth with an aura of extreme threat and impact.

The origin of the Yin-Yang Grand Tribulation was still rampaging within his body.

Even more so, this aura of Yin-Yang Tribulation had become even more violent due to his current injuries. The final exchange between the Turbid World Great Venerable and Wei Yuan contained the power of at least several different Turbid World Dao Fruits. These forces intertwined, breaking Wei Yuan's indestructible body and crippling one of his arms, while also causing an imbalance in the power within his body.

With the body losing its balance, the suppression of the Yin-Yang rotation naturally failed to be as precise as before.

Problems naturally arose.

At this moment, Hudi, with his head full of white hair and even a trace of cinnabar mark between his eyebrows, reached out and pressed on Wei Yuan's shoulder. Feeling the power attributes in his arm, he gasped and his face twitched: "This, this is… a complete mess!"

"Hiss… with this kind of injury, your arm should have exploded instantly."

"Turned into fireworks."

"Now it's just crippled instead of being shattered into dust."

Wei Yuan clenched his left hand, but there was no response. His arm was almost useless. He could feel the surging, frenzied, and violent aura. If it weren't for the fact that his body had been indirectly tempered by Fuxi, possessing properties close to indestructible through myriad tribulations, it would probably have been as Hudi said.

His arm would have directly shattered into powder.

Like a balloon filled with too much air.

Bang!

Exploding.

Then, the remaining laws would instantly pierce through Wei Yuan's body, spreading to his divine soul. If that were the case, Wei Yuan's ending would be a severe injury on the spot. Perhaps the Turbid World Great Venerable had been thinking the same way, leading to a misjudgment that ultimately resulted in another arm being severed.

He really had to thank Fuxi…

Wei Yuan rarely didn't use the word 'scumbag snake' to refer to that guy.

Yet, he inexplicably felt that if Fuxi were right in front of him and heard him call him that, he would probably be completely bewildered, suspecting whether Wei Yuan had a problem with his brain or had been possessed by something, until Wei Yuan called him a scumbag snake again, at which point that guy would nod in satisfaction.

Wei Yuan saw the worry on Shudi and Hudi's faces and said, "Don't worry."

"I just didn't anticipate it for a moment."

With a slight movement of his mind, the four divine swords had already recovered their spirituality. With several cries, they reappeared around Wei Yuan, even more spiritual than during the previous battle. Shudi, with his sharp eyes, said, "Just now, you used the power of the Yin-Yang fundamental tribulation to draw into your own power, and then used this power to activate your sword array, confronting the Turbid World Great Venerable head-on."

"You split open his defense."

"Your sword array was also shaken open, but it was also just right, like wielding an iron hammer to forge a weapon, removing impurities and integrating special natural treasures, so that the weapon in your hand can be sharper and more resilient."

…. Shudi couldn't help but sigh, "It's not just him using your sharpness to temper his state of mind."

"You are also using his aura to temper your sword's edge."

He looked at the sword qi around Wei Yuan, especially at the Reincarnation Sword and the sword aperture formed by the sword mark between his eyebrows, and said, "Unfortunately, unfortunately, these two swords have not been completely forged, so they have not been able to exert their strongest effect."

Then, he looked at the reforged Xuanyuan Sword, which exuded an aura of righteousness, and was again filled with regret.

"Although you also said you can use this sword, the aura of kingship on this sword is already extraordinarily thick, and you are obviously not the kind of ambitious emperor who can be recognized by it, but simply using this sword as a swordsman, so its power cannot be maximized."

"Among these four swords, you can fully exert the effect of only this one…"

"The remaining three swords are, at most, just of too good quality, so that they won't be shattered by the backlash when you use the sword array… other than that, they are no different from a big iron棒."

Shudi's voice grew smaller and smaller until he finally fell silent, unable to say a word.

He and Hudi next to him exchanged a glance.

Not at full strength!!!

Hudi's eyes twitched.

Just now, in Wei Yuan's all-out battle with the Turbid World Great Venerable, there was no doubt that Wei Yuan had initially been defeated, because his strongest sword move had only split open the laws surrounding the Turbid World Great Venerable, defenses that should have been impossible to shake. He had already reached his limit.

However, this was a sword strike that wasn't at full strength.

If one day, all four swords were as easy to control as the Qingping Sword.

Then, after that final strongest move split open the Turbid World Great Venerable's strongest defense, would it still be able to continue forward, until it pierced through the heart of that strongest Turbid World being?

Just thinking about it made the two ancient great emperors, who already felt that this young man was incredibly fierce, have a vague sense of absurdity, feeling that this black-haired Daoist in front of them had suddenly become more unfathomable, stronger, and more immeasurable in their eyes.

When did such a monster appear in the Clear World?

Goodness…

I wonder if our main bodies recognize this kid.

Shudi glanced at Hudi.

The white-haired young man Hudi thought for a moment and cautiously shook his head.

He didn't recognize this guy in his memories.

But it was best not to know him.

For some reason, seeing this brat made him feel a little stomachache.

This kid looked like he was very capable of causing trouble.

No, he was extremely capable of causing trouble!

Wei Yuan calmed down and sensed that his four swords faintly revealed a sense of Yin-Yang rotation. Different from the sharpness of the past, there was more of the profound method that conformed to the concept of formation. However, in the next moment, the energy on the Xuanyuan Sword flowed and changed, and countless energies of human virtue rose up, washing away the Yin-Yang energy.

When the golden energy of human virtue finally dissipated, this sword returned to its original appearance.

Vast, heavy, and with the demeanor of an emperor.

After all, as Shudi said, Wei Yuan had only borrowed this sword from Yu, forcibly controlling and using it with the sword Dao realm of a sword immortal, without obtaining the true recognition of this sword. And the attributes of this sword were especially special, achieved by the energy of the human Dao.

…. Separated from the two elements to break it, humanity walks within it.

Of course, it was impossible to be invaded by the aura of the Yin-Yang Grand Tribulation.

Wei Yuan's heart moved slightly. At this moment, his power rotated, and the origin of the Yin-Yang energy that had been swallowed into his body had not been completely refined by him. This aura faintly echoed the aura on the swords. With a slight rotation, the three swords, which had the characteristics of Yin-Yang energy, transformed into sword light. Wei Yuan swept his sleeves, and the three divine swords flew like tired birds returning to the forest.

And that sword Dao disappeared into light the moment it entered his sleeve.

A vertical mark appeared between Wei Yuan's eyebrows.

The Xuanyuan Sword dissipated its strange light, fell calmly, and concealed its sharpness, held in Wei Yuan's right hand.

Hudi had just said that he absolutely didn't want to know this brat, but seeing his aura gradually stabilize, he still couldn't help but step forward and ask:

"How is it! Kid, you swallowed the origin of that grand tribulation, how is it now!"

"Did you get a stomachache?"

This wasn't food, let alone the food made by King Yu, how could he get a stomachache?

Wei Yuan's gaze swept across this completely collapsed and shattered Houtu dreamland. Although he had lost an arm in the head-on confrontation with the Turbid World Great Venerable, at this moment, he could faintly feel that his perception of Yin-Yang energy had become stronger, even to the point where he felt he could control Yin-Yang with just a breath.

And the aura of Yin-Yang energy had also appeared in the other divine swords.

When controlling these weapons in this way, it seemed that he could directly move his thoughts to Yin-Yang, adding more changes to ordinary moves, stepping on Yin-Yang.

Original Opening of the Heavens. If this was the case, then the next time he used Original Opening of the Heavens to judge Yin-Yang, it would be more compatible and able to exert even stronger effects.

Wei Yuan even had a faint feeling.

As long as he set up Yin-Yang energy.

Then, even if he wasn't here, his swords could gather on their own, transform into the Zhuxian Sword Formation on their own, and even use the origin of Yin-Yang to refine something similar to a formation plate, and then hand it over to the people he trusted, such as Wu Zhiqi and A-Liang. At that time, even if he wasn't there, they could rely on the operation of the Yin-Yang energy to exert the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Hmm… in a way, it was a mixed bag.

Wei Yuan looked at his left arm.

At least, he hadn't lost even his underwear.

At this time, Hudi seemed to finally remember something, raised his hand and patted his forehead, and shouted, "Oops, almost forgot!" He turned around hurriedly and ran to the small courtyard at this moment.

It seemed that because this was the place that Houtu cherished the most.

Or perhaps this was, after all, the place where Huntian had once lived, plus Hudi's all-powerful ability to create illusions into reality.

Even now that Houtu had left and this dreamland had begun to completely collapse, this pavilion and small courtyard still existed, not being annihilated along with the other buildings. But soon, this place would ultimately not be completely safe either.

Just three or five seconds after Hudi rushed in.

This courtyard began to collapse. Finally, with a loud rumble, the entire house completely collapsed and then dissipated directly. Hudi came out in a disheveled state. His white clothes suddenly became gray, bearing some of the temperament of the old Master Hu that Wei Yuan was familiar with.

…. "Hiss, that was close, that was close!"

"It didn't collapse sooner, it didn't collapse later, but it collapsed when I went in. Huntian, do you have a problem with me!"

Old Master Hu jumped and cursed.

Then, he made a terrible gesture and said, "I won't argue with you for the sake of you being gone." He reached out and patted the ashes on his body, then handed a jade slip in his hand to Wei Yuan, explaining, "This is what Huntian left for us."

"Hmph, he also knows that I have the means to turn illusions into reality, knowing that even if this dreamland disappears, I won't die so quickly, so he gave me this thing. As if I didn't know. Doesn't he think about how many years we've known each other? In the end, he was so mysterious. I asked him who this thing was for, but he didn't say, just saying that I would know when the time came."

"Tch, I really know now."

The white-haired young man Hudi curled his lips and threw the jade slip over.

Wei Yuan caught it.

His fingers caressed the plain jade slip.

Inside was the last message left by Huntian. Wei Yuan sat on a bluestone next to the stone table, his finger pressed on this jade slip. Finally, he used a little bit of spirituality to touch the jade slip. As a stream of flowing spiritual power swept across, the sealed words emerged, suspended in the air, clumsy and ancient, as if seeing the person in person.

"Great Venerable, if I guessed correctly, you should have received the message I left."

"Being able to see you again and confront you again is what I hoped for. For you, it should be the same."

"After fighting me, you should have swept away the regrets in your heart. The Yuanhui came here, but I have deduced it for a thousand years, and still feel that you should ultimately win. And I only hope that you can give Yuan a chance to live, just once."

Golden words appeared in the void, and a gentle voice could still be heard.

The voice paused and said solemnly:

"I beg you."

The courtyard suddenly became quiet. Shudi and Hudi were silent. The young man with the broken arm reached out and raised his hand, seeming to want to cover his reddened eyes, but finally put it down again. Black hair fell on the blood-stained Daoist robe, looking at the jade slip in front of him, the corners of his mouth pulled up little by little, revealing the bright smile of the past, and then he whispered in reply:

"You guessed wrong, Huntian."

"It's me."

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