Logging 10,000 Years into the Future-Chapter 371
Chapter 371
“It’s almost like the manifestations described in historical texts of ancient martial experts perfecting the ‘Tiger Roar Golden Bell Shroud’ and ‘Dragon Howl Iron Armor’ technique to the pinnacle. But this goes far beyond even that realm …”
Lu Sheng’s body extended fluidly, his bones no longer made metallic clanging sounds against each other.
Utterly silent.
Yet causing the room’s light to wax and wane,
As if his very being was the sun itself.
An unparalleled sensation of power.
But this was merely an accessory effect.
What Lu Sheng had truly impacted were the immortal cells.
At his brow, three golden cells shone brilliantly, tightly clustered together.
Like three sovereigns standing united, commanding Lu Sheng’s entire body.
Moreover, each immortal cell was many times more powerful than the first one Lu Sheng previously had.
This was because when Lu Sheng hastily selected the origin for the third immortal cell, after its formation, the remaining energy had nowhere to go but to rejoin the first two.
“If this continues, no matter how many immortal cells I cultivate in the future, the first will always be the strongest, followed by the second, then the third…”
For with each new immortal cell constructed, the preceding ones would ‘charge protection fees’, only growing stronger and stronger.
“It’s quite possible that before I even finish building my true immortal physique, my body will have advanced to higher realms of existence…”
Of course, this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, Lu Sheng didn’t mind either way.
Three immortal cells, combined with the Stellar Immortal Physique.
Lu Sheng greatly anticipated his current level of power.
“How many stars could my combat prowess reach? Doubling it wouldn’t be an exaggeration, right?”
Unclear, but Lu Sheng had the perfect test subject in mind.
The Martial Sage of the Wish Wheel Blade, Gu Xuan!
In the dream world, Lu Sheng’s form appeared silently.
He descended abruptly into this world, his feet landing on the broken main street.
Slowly raising his head, a blazing light began in his eyes.
The flames of battle intent!
“Come, let’s see…”
Lu Sheng strode forward calmly, extending his right hand, allowing Zhao Lengxuan’s broken spear to fly into his grasp.
Everywhere he walked, the surrounding scenery gradually brightened, as if he himself was the source of light.
In the distance, that gracefully peerless figure also slowly raised its head, its gaze as aloof as ever.
Clang!
The sound of a blade leaving its sheath rang out from that figure.
Sword aura rapidly coalesced in the air.
Fire burned in Lu Sheng’s pupils, his battle intent like a raised banner.
His steps quickened until his entire form became a shooting star, smashing fiercely towards that figure.
Gu Xuan calmly raised his hand, lightly flourishing the black longsword.
A brilliant sword beam descended from the heavens, abruptly appearing before Lu Sheng’s eyes.
Lu Sheng’s pupils contracted slightly as he halted the spear he’d moved to parry, deliberately colliding head-on into that sword beam.
Boom!
A figure rapidly plummeted down, smashing heavily into the ground and skidding backwards at high speed, kicking up swaths of tumbling dirt and shattered stone along the way.
It slid for a full hundred meters before finally stopping.
Lu Sheng knelt halfway, the spear in his hand gouging a long trench into the street.
Where he landed were two deep craters, surrounded by small mounds of brick debris.
Lu Sheng hung his head, spear braced, his shoulders slowly rising and falling with each breath.
With the next exhalation, he stood up straight, his bearing more imposing than ever.
A long gash ran from his left shoulder all the way down to his right flank, flesh peeled back to expose bone in a heart-wrenching sight.
Yet it was slowly closing.
Lu Sheng’s complexion was pale as he watched Gu Xuan prepare his next strike, his eyes blazing like stars.
“One sword can’t kill me…”
Lu Sheng bared his wolf-like teeth in a grin.
“Then you’re doomed.”
The next second, Lu Sheng’s figure froze.
Almost simultaneously, he appeared less than ten meters in front of Gu Xuan.
New Moon Divine Wind!!
Lu Sheng casually thrust out his spear, and hundreds of visible white sonic cones appeared in the air before him.
Layering one over another, far beyond any comprehensible speed.
Clang clang clang clang!!
All the spear strikes were blocked by Gu Xuan’s black longsword.
His swordsmanship was also of the fourth realm.
Another breathtakingly splendid sword beam slashed down.
Lu Sheng remained calm as a golden radiance blossomed from his brow.
This golden light instantly enveloped his entire body, imbuing him with a sacred aura.
The three immortal cells…
All shone at once!
Lu Sheng casually raised his hand, effortlessly shattering the overhead sword beam.
“Unmatched!” Lu Sheng uttered the word softly.
The next second, over eight different Martial Will domains manifested behind him simultaneously – Immovable Brightness, Cold Spirit Sparrow Prison, Golden Red Solar Circle, New Moon Divine Wind …
Ice and fire ran rampant, the earth heaved, flames rose.
Even thunderbolts crashed in the grey heavens…
Supremely spectacular effects and stage dressing!
At this moment, Lu Sheng was like an ancient war god descended from myth, slowly extending the judging spear in his hand towards the defiant subject before him.
Gu Xuan’s expression was blank, his hollow gaze regarding Lu Sheng with indifference.
Then he waved his sword.
An unprecedentedly gorgeous sword beam tore through the sky,
Clashing against Lu Sheng’s broken spear.
Crack—
The tip of Zhao Lengxuan’s bequeathed spear made a shattering sound.
From the point, it began cracking inch by inch up to a third of its length.
Lu Sheng’s magnificent special effects and backdrop shattered along with it.
The sword beam’s passage obliterated all the raging storm of energies.
Seeing Gu Xuan’s unfazed eyes, Lu Sheng seemed to read the words within: “Superfluous flashiness, I’ll end it all with one sword stroke.”
“Very well.”
Lu Sheng retreated a few steps, casually tossing aside the shattered spear remnants.
His expression calm, he said flatly, “Then I’ll show you something unembellished.”
Lu Sheng’s eyes rapidly shifted from black to grey.
His form became monumental, his bearing elevated, as if standing atop the highest peak.
“Martial God State!”
Lu Sheng strode forth unhurriedly, as if approaching from the pinnacle of martial dao itself.
He casually raised his hand, and with the next breath, hundreds of “Lu Shengs” appeared throughout the world in different directions, postures and motions.
All faced Gu Xuan and advanced.
Finally, a slight ripple crossed Gu Xuan’s placid face.
The black longsword in his hand began to tremble, as if something even more terrifying were rapidly brewing within his withered form.
Ripples stirred in the grey pools of Lu Sheng’s eyes.
He recalled that battle long ago against Zhao Lengxuan.
“Shattering the Void!”
The hundreds of Lu Sheng figures struck simultaneously, manifesting nearly twenty different domains of Martial Wills.
