Eternal Life Starts as a Hunter

Chapter 572 - 182: Seed of Thought Sown in Yin Yang Soil, an Unexpected Conclusion

Is there another reason?

A few thoughts flashed by, Li Yuan looked up and began to respond to the subsequent attacks.

At that moment, it was as if a torrential rainstorm descended, with fierce light and shadows swirling through the heavens and earth.

All the vines, all the eyes were launching attacks at him.

In this situation, Li Yuan couldn’t block it with just a finger, so he took a deep breath, and a deep crimson light emanated from within him, slowly coating his skin, turning him into a man exuding a scorching aura, with fire snakes writhing from his pores.

The intersecting lights and shadows clashed with his fire snakes, some were extinguished, while others managed to tear through his fire snakes and drill into his body.

Where they drilled, Li Yuan’s flesh instantly turned green, as if it had been poisoned and begun to rot.

However, as Li Yuan directed the fire to cover those areas, the poisoned flesh was burned away piece by piece, turning into green toxic smoke drifting in the air.

Li Yuan’s body appeared pitted and uneven.

However, these pitted areas almost instantly regrew flesh, restoring to their original state.

Shortly after, the vines dissipated, and Li Yuan still stood there, a grave and thoughtful look in his eyes.

’It’s not Yin Qi, it’s not Yang Qi, it really is a high-grade plant that truly exists.

This plant possesses pure wood toxins, and they’re able to corrode my high-grade toxins.’

At this moment, a voice came from the sky.

The voice of Qing Hancheng.

Without concealing his admiration, he praised, "Good!!"

He then immediately added, "You’ve actually reached this realm too. I was just showing off, really made a fool of myself in front of you.

My thoughts birthed a garden, your thoughts birthed fire.

Thoughts borrow from Yin and Yang, and give rise to the Five Elements.

I am wood, you are fire.

This puts me at a disadvantage against you.

Otherwise, if you touched my garden, you’d quickly become poisoned, corroded, and as soon as your physical strength fell to a certain level, I would strike and kill you immediately.

In this way, you would be defeated in this battle and could only wait slowly for a resurrection from dripping blood."

Having said that, he nodded slightly, as if he had realized something, and said, "I see, it seems that someone truly remarkable exists above the Five Elements Forces, hahaha."

Li Yuan knew that Qing Hancheng had misunderstood.

His fire wasn’t birthed by thoughts, but Qing Hancheng thought it was.

However, Li Yuan was quite interested in Qing Hancheng’s idea.

Before his traversal, he had heard "Yin and Yang, Five Elements" many times and knew that "the Five Elements are birthed from Yin and Yang," but how exactly they were birthed was a topic of much debate.

Now... were the seeds of thought planted in Yin and Yang, thus giving rise to the Five Elements?

The Five Elements, neither Yin nor Yang, but truly all things.

Is this the power of "creation"?

So, this is the world to come?

On the other side, Qing Hancheng seemed to have also completed his understanding, slowly descended, and said, "Please."

The meaning of "please" was clear.

Earlier, it was he who attacked while the other side defended, now it was the other side’s turn to attack while he defended.

...

Li Yuan nodded, and from his heart, flames burst forth, instantly raising his realm to the Fourth Grade.

With his achievement in the Fourth Grade, the frenzied and violent Ancestral Talisman entered his heart, and arcs of crescent-shaped sword qi gathered around him.

Moments later, eighty-one arcs of sword qi emerged, quietly suspended around him, resembling the King’s Iron Cavalry.

Li Yuan brought his two fingers together, Nine-Nine Returning to One, forming a single blade, and sent it boldly slashing towards Qing Hancheng.

Qing Hancheng squinted at the sword qi, with doubt in his eyes, unable to discern the nature of this attack, yet he only sensed tranquility around, without any signs of a fierce attack.

Is this blade real or illusion?

Or, like his earlier Withered and Flourishing Sword, did it give rise to a garden through the Yin Yang Seed of Thought?

As he pondered, his Ink Plum Robe billowed open, and strands of dark red and scorching Shadow Blood exuded from his pores, like countless scarlet tadpoles, rapidly condensing into hundreds and thousands of Blood Swords, heading to meet the airborne slash.

These Blood Swords slightly opened the doors to Ghost Street, with the power and Yang Qi within being exceedingly formidable.

In the next moment...

One blade, against a thousand swords.

Without overly flashy scenes, a thousand swords shattered directly, dispersing into a blood mist.

Yet the blade had not dissipated.

Qing Hancheng paused, his body floated and shifted, continuing to gather the Shadow Blood dispersed into mist, reforming it into Blood Swords to block that single strike.

Li Yuan saw him condensing, and held up his blade.

On any regular day, he might not have been able to, because the power of the Nine-Nine Returning to One Blade was mighty, and after one slash, it would dissipate.

But facing a formidable foe, for some reason, he felt it, and this blade remarkably remained solidly intact, not dissipating after a single slash.

This was already progress.

Li Yuan was immensely pleased.

He held up the blade.

This blade, over a hundred feet long, stood tall like this.

And from within the blade, terrifying tremors formed destruction, with destruction reined in within the "domain," rendering it calm...

Qing Hancheng sensed his intent, so he was not in a rush, rapidly gathering Shadow Blood.

The gathered Shadow Blood similarly formed a long thin red blood blade, reaching a hundred feet beside him.

Li Yuan saw his blade formed.

He slashed down.

Qing Hancheng met it with a straightforward swing of his blade.

Bang!

The blood blade shattered once more, turning into a blood mist.

Yet the blade in Li Yuan’s hand did not dissipate, still standing tall.

Qing Hancheng stepped back two steps, genuinely taken aback.

After two slashes, he finally felt it.

This blade had no frills, just pure power, a force that crushes and destroys everything.