Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 485 Hundred Miles Enemy Search

Dense clusters of light spots instantly appeared within Wang Chen's field of vision.

The enhancement potency of the Upper Clear Qiankun Mirror on Divine Sense truly harmonized with the global mode of the Immortal Cultivation panel.

It was as if it had granted Wang Chen a pair of clairvoyant eyes!

In fact, the vertical eye that emerged above his brow was the physical manifestation of the power of the Upper Clear Qiankun Mirror.

Apart from Wang Chen himself, it was invisible to anyone else.

The light spots in his vision were primarily concentrated in a narrow area, with some moving quickly around it.

Most of these light spots were white, but there were also a few red ones.

Wang Chen deduced that this must be a dwelling point of some Sand People.

The white light spots were of a neutral nature, as these Sand People did not recognize Wang Chen and naturally harbored no ill will towards him.

As for the red light spots, they were undoubtedly killers wrapped in blood-saturated sin!

At this moment, Wang Chen felt the urge to launch his Flying Sword and take the head of an enemy hundreds of miles away.

Yet his limited Cultivation Level meant that, as good as the idea was, it was impossible to achieve.

Otherwise, with the Flying Sword combined with the global mode and the blessing of the Upper Clear Qiankun Mirror, he wouldn't need to risk leaving the pass. Sitting atop the Seven-Star Pavilion and remotely controlling the sword to slay enemies and harvest Heavenly Merit would be simply too wonderful!

The more Wang Chen thought about it, the more tempted he became.

With his current Cultivation Level, let alone decimating an enemy hundreds of miles away with a Flying Sword, he couldn't manage even tens of miles.

But Wang Chen was now in charge of the Seven-Star Pavilion!

The Seven-Star Pavilion was the core of the Array of Town Sand Pass, and with his access rights, he could fully utilize the City-Protecting Array's power to cast Spells against enemies, completely aboveboard and unimpeachable.

Theoretically, Wang Chen, who controlled the Seven-Star Pavilion, could withstand attacks from a Golden Core True Person and even endure a strike from a Nascent Soul True Immortal.

But that was merely in regard to defense.

What Wang Chen wanted was to enhance his combat power with the force of the Array!

Or to be more precise, the range of the strike.

With an idea in mind, Wang Chen spent the following few days focused on researching and probing into the Array of the Seven-Star Pavilion.

The City-Protecting Array of Dayi City was, in fact, a vast and precise defense system.

The Seven-Star Pavilion could only harness part of its power.

However, for Wang Chen, a third-tier Purple Mansion Cultivator, this power was also extremely formidable and not easy to fully control.

Moreover, Wang Chen had special requirements.

After four or five days, he gradually began to figure it out.

And Kou Shihai, the Grand Commander, did not go back on his word; he allocated fifty percent more Spiritual Energy to supply the Seven-Star Pavilion.

This was, in fact, for Wang Chen's cultivation.

With this arrangement, the concentration of Spiritual Energy in the Seven-Star Pavilion's Cultivation Chamber, enhanced by the Spirit Gathering Array, was sufficient to reach the upper levels of the Purple Mansion, allowing Wang Chen to not fall behind in his Cultivation Technique even as he devoted time and effort to researching the Array.

As time passed day by day, Wang Chen had been on rotation guarding the Seven-Star Pavilion for half a month.

Throughout these days, Town Sand Pass was tranquil both inside and out; not to mention Sand Tribe Hunter Cultivators, even a sand mouse hadn't appeared outside the city walls.

The body of the Blood Demon Purple Sorcerer, Jin Shangzhi, along with a few of his subordinates, hung on the city wall, drying in the wind and sun for seven days before they were taken down and cremated.

The Sand Tribe, having lost a powerful leader, remained indifferent all this while, as if the incident had never happened.

This caused the Dayi Battle Cultivators who were guarding the city walls to start muttering among themselves.

The Sand People were known for their vindictive nature, yet such a blatant slap in the face was met with no reaction, which was unlike their usual style.

Everyone dared not take the situation lightly and maintained a stance of relaxed alertness.

Meanwhile, Wang Chen, who was engaged in intensive cultivation within the closed doors of the Seven-Star Pavilion, had finally devised a set of Sword Control Dharma Techniques suited to his actual circumstances.

It was again at sunset, the time of twilight, when Wang Chen ascended to the top of the Seven-Star Pavilion once more.

The sky at that time was cloudless, and as darkness enveloped the landscape, stars began to dot the night sky above.

The vast Gobi desert in the distance was sinking into silence.

The wind blew in from the west, carrying the mournful howls of wild beasts, desolate and distant.

Clang!

Wang Chen summoned the Red Nether Sword.

This exceptional spirit sword, although it wasn't his bonded magic sword, had been nurtured day and night and refined continuously, its spirit perfectly attuned with Wang Chen, making it as easy to wield as his own limb, capable of unleashing a hundred percent of its power.

The long sword hovered in front of Wang Chen, its blade quivering slightly as if yearning for battle!

"Swift!"

At Wang Chen's direction, the Red Nether Sword instantly transformed into a streak of light, darting away and reaching a hundred yards in the blink of an eye.

The howling thunderous sound startled countless battle cultivators guarding the city.

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They each turned their gaze toward the towering Seven-Star Pavilion with complex expressions.

This was not the first time Wang Chen had displayed his swordsmanship on the Seven-Star Pavilion. The power of the Red Nether Sword, commanding wind and thunder, left everyone both astounded and reassured.

The stronger Wang Chen's strength, the lesser the chance for the Sand Tribe's hunter cultivators to sneak in and cause trouble.

It allowed everyone to sleep a bit more peacefully.

However, having experienced the spectacle multiple times, they now felt somewhat accustomed to and numb to it.

Some battle cultivators shook their heads and withdrew their gaze and attention.

And at this very moment, Wang Chen's entire focus was immersed in the control of the flying sword.

He was breaking through his previous limits.

The power from the array brought over by the Seven-Star Pavilion was stacking up layer by layer upon him.

Wang Chen's cultivation realm rose continuously from the Purple Mansion's third tier, climbing to the fifth, the seventh...

Wang Chen's Divine Soul seemed to detach from his body and perfectly merged with the city below, which propelled him straight into the clouds, above the Nine Heavens.

This sensation was intoxicating, as if the entire heaven and earth were under one's control, as if one could invert the cosmos with a mere hand gesture, omnipotent and omnipresent.

But Wang Chen was very clear, understanding this was merely an illusion caused by a sudden surge of power.

It wasn't real.

Once one indulged in this falsehood, even one's Dao heart could become lost and corrupted!

He placed his Divine Soul within the Red Nether Sword, commanding the flying sword to delve deeper into the Gobi Desert.

Seeking the right target.

In Wang Chen's vision, the flying sword was like a golden fish darting across the map, extremely conspicuous.

Suddenly, a red dot appeared in his view!

This red dot was not stationary, but moving in a straight line towards Town Sand Pass.

With considerable speed, it was likely mounted on a steed.

Wang Chen instantly locked onto it!

The Red Nether Sword immediately changed course, accelerating towards the target.

In the next moment, Wang Chen abruptly opened his eyes.

In his originally dark pupils, a purple radiance shone brightly, his gaze sharp as a blade, exuding a chilling murderous intent!

"Hit!"

With a silent exclamation, the flying sword overlapped with the red dot instantaneously.

[Heavenly Merit +8]

Success!

Wang Chen's eyes lit up, and he recalled the flying sword at once.

This was the first time he had successfully struck down an enemy at such a long distance through sword control.

A Qi Cultivation eighth tier cultivator had been slain by Wang Chen with a single sword strike, having never met face to face.

And all this across a distance of hundreds of miles!

Nobody would believe it if told.

But what Wang Chen sought after was not fame or honor, he was simply enjoying the thrill of long-range striking, the pleasure of precise elimination.

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