Mysterious mirror hanging high

Bai Zhaoyue was also getting impatient: "He can't just be an ordinary disciple... I've seen ordinary disciples from the major immortal courts and demonic courts before... Among them, the ordinary ones are even a bit weaker than the true disciples of Dao Lords."

"Even the most outstanding among ordinary disciples are at most on par with the true disciples of the Dao Lord."

"Judging from Jian Yunyuan's current performance, he's nothing more than a true disciple of the Dao Venerable!"

Yuan Jiqing grinned and said, "This Yue Xingzhou has only reached the third level, [City Destroyer]. Don't forget that there are still two more levels to come: [Prison Suppressor] and [Sky Supporter]."

Bai Zhaoyue coldly said, "The secret techniques in the Heavenly Martial Body Tempering are extremely domineering. Many of these techniques are difficult for even the physiques of us demon races to withstand for long. Not to mention whether he has the ability to push the techniques to the fifth level, don't forget that Jian Yunyuan has only produced five natal swords so far."

"The Eight Swords of Yunyuan... there are at least three swords yet to be drawn!"

At this moment, Yue Xingzhou looked up at the sky and roared, his momentum rising once again!

"Suppress the Prison!"

Yue Xingzhou's aura surged once again, but this time, he did not expand his body as exaggeratedly as before. In fact, the muscles around his body that were bulging like iron actually contracted slightly inward.

But this restraint made Jing Yu, watching from the sidelines, sense a hint of danger:

"With his qi and blood gathered, Yue Xingzhou's physical body has been refined to its limit..."

His feet were on the ground, but he didn't stomp hard. However, the floor of the entire hall, which was engraved with countless reinforced array patterns, silently sank down by about a foot, forming a perfectly circular shallow pit centered on his feet.

It was not violent destruction, but a kind of pure and extreme "weight"—the weight of its own mass and existence was infinitely magnified, as if it were no longer a person, but an ancient divine mountain that suppressed all things.

This is the [Prison Suppression]!

It doesn't suppress the enemy, but rather its own excessively violent and powerful blood and energy, transforming it into a more stable, terrifying, and unshakeable force.

The five-colored light wheel of the Five Elements Sword Formation paused abruptly the moment the "Suppressing Prison" intent was unleashed!

For the first time, the cycle of mutual generation of the five elements showed signs of being disrupted.

Yue Xingzhou moved.

He didn't charge forward with the same ferocity as before. Instead, he slowly raised one arm, clenched his fist, and then thrust it out with a level punch towards the slightly sluggish five-colored sword formation in front of him.

The movements were stiff, even somewhat slow.

But just as his fist was thrown out, the light of the Five Elements Sword Formation dimmed, leaving a straight "vacuum" channel that could not be filled by the Five Elements Qi for the time being!

Jian Yunyuan frowned slightly, and a genuine look of surprise finally flashed across his eyes.

"What a brilliant 'prison suppression'! Using force to suppress the law is close to the Dao."

He exclaimed in admiration, his tone still composed: "Fellow Daoist Yue truly deserves to be called the number one person below the immortals among the true disciples of the Heavenly Martial Hall. Since that's the case, my sixth sword can no longer be hidden."

He brought his right index and middle fingers together and lightly swept them through the air.

It wasn't an attack, but rather like parting a thin veil; from within the sleeve, a sixth stream of light flew out.

This stream of light was completely different from the previous five sword strikes.

It is almost completely transparent, as thin as a cicada's wing. If you don't look closely, you might think it's just a slight distortion of air or an unreal illusion.

Only when one's divine sense carefully probes can one barely perceive the sword-shaped outline that is both real and elusive.

The sword was extremely short, only about a foot long, and emitted no attribute light. It appeared silently and did not even cause any fluctuations in the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy).

It seems to exist independently of this space, yet it also seems to be everywhere.

"This sword is named [Boundless]," Jian Yunyuan's calm voice rang out.

The moment the words left his mouth, the [Boundless] sword vanished.

No, it didn't disappear; rather, it completely integrated into the surrounding space, or rather, it became part of the space itself.

Yue Xingzhou's punch, powerful enough to crush the void and disrupt the five elements, continued to strike forward with an overwhelming "prison-suppressing" force.

However, just as the fist was about to completely shatter the Five Elements Sword Curtain and touch Jian Yunyuan's true form—

A barely perceptible "crack" silently appeared in the space in front of the fist.

Yue Xingzhou's terrifying fist force, which was imbued with the power of "Suppressing Prisons," surged into an infinitely deep and narrow canyon like a torrent. The power was stretched, dispersed, and directed in an unknowable direction.

Even though Jian Yunyuan was right in front of him, his fist seemed to never be able to reach that point. All his power was swallowed up and dissolved by the strange "distance" within that small space.

"Spatial laws?!" Luo Zixuan exclaimed in surprise, almost jumping up from her seat.

Jing Yu's pupils also contracted slightly, and he said in a low voice, "As expected... the Five Elements are not the end. The Law of Space is also one of the cornerstone laws for him to construct a stable cave heaven and even the future world."

In the arena, Yue Xingzhou's seemingly inevitable punch missed its mark. The terrifying force of the punch was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, causing his blood and qi to churn.

He withdrew his fist and took a step back, his pupils fixed on the seemingly empty gap in front of Jian Yunyuan, which made him feel extremely awkward and dangerous.

"A flying sword with spatial attributes..."

Yue Xingzhou's voice was low and hoarse, tinged with solemnity: "Good trick! Using 'no distance' to turn a short distance into an insurmountable distance, disarming my power to suppress the prison... But, how long can you 'separate'? And how wide can you 'separate'?"

Jian Yunyuan smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yue, if you cannot activate the fifth level of the [Strengthening Body] secret technique, the [Sky-Supporting] realm, there is absolutely no way you can break through my [Distance Without Distance]."

"If you stop here, fellow Daoist, you may never see my seventh sword."

Yue Xingzhou was also one of the most outstanding talents in the entire Immortal Realm, so how could he not know that Jian Yunyuan's words were true? At this moment, his expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice:

"Yue is still young and has not practiced the Heavenly Martial Body Tempering Scripture for long, so he has not yet mastered its essence."

"Therefore... I cannot use the fifth level of the [Sky-Supporting] realm with my current physique."

"I exerted all my strength, but only managed to force out six of Brother Jian's natal swords. In truth, at this point, I am already inferior to him and should admit defeat."

Yue Xingzhou turned to look at his older sister, Yue Liusu, and suddenly smiled:

"But... I'm really curious about what your remaining two natal swords are, so I'll have to resort to some underhanded tactics."

As soon as Yue Xingzhou finished speaking, to everyone's astonishment, he stretched out his thick fingers and made a sharp cut on his right shoulder blade!

Instead of blood splattering, it made a sound like tearing tough leather.

The skin and flesh were turned inside out, and deep within the crack, there was a pill the size of a longan, dark red in color like solidified blood amber, with countless fine red patterns flowing on its surface!

Under the gaze of countless eyes, some shocked, some enlightened, and some expectant, Yue Xingzhou unhesitatingly pinched the dark red pill with two fingers, put it in his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbed, and swallowed it.