Conceited Immortal On Campus

The heaven and earth were surrounded by raging flames, enveloping Chen Yi within.    

Nan Ming Li Fire. This fire was scarlet red like blood, burying Chen Yi within.    

Chen Yi felt like he was inside the furnace in the Nanming Li Fire, but his expression was calm.    

His eyes did not show the slightest bit of panic. Instead, there was a trace of dissatisfaction.    

He looked at the surrounding Nanming Li Fire. His lips moved slightly as he spat out a single word.    

"Break!"    

A faint light flickered within those dark golden pupils. In the next instant, a vast amount of magic power shook and shattered all of the Nanming Li Fire.    

When he looked over, he saw that Mu Zifeng was no longer there.    

Chen Yi sensed something in his heart. He lifted his eyes and saw Mu Zifeng forming a seal with one hand. Then, a palm descended from the sky.    

Yao Immortal Sect, Demon Sealer Divine Hand!    

His magic power condensed, and a huge green palm print descended as if it contained flames.    

The ground around Chen Yi was scorched. At this moment, as the palm print fell, the aftershock caused the ground beneath Chen Yi to sink.    

Under the protection of his magic power, Chen Yi's black clothes were as old as before. He looked at the palm and raised his hand.    

Boom!    

Similarly, a magic power condensed into a palm print. The golden palm print rose into the air and collided with the green palm print.    

If the two mountains collided, the ripples would cut through the heavens and earth. In an instant, a hundred meters away, there would be a heavy wave of energy sweeping through the air.    

As the two palm prints shattered, a sword appeared in Mu Zifeng's hand. This sword was also a Golden Core Dharma treasure.    

Weng!    

It was a beam of sword Qi that seemed to break through the vast land, illuminating the world with a cold light.    

When the Blade Sheath entered his hand, Chen Yi raised his hand and welcomed it with a saber.    

When the sword and saber collided, dazzling fiery light burst forth. The ground sank once again, and the surrounding natural energy surged and broke apart. It continued to spread. A hundred meters, a thousand meters, and a full one thousand seven hundred meters before it gradually calmed down.    

Mu Zifeng's expression was solemn. He suddenly exerted his strength and leaped. He retreated dozens of meters away and landed steadily.    

The two of them had only exchanged a short exchange, but they had only probed. They had not used their true strength.    

A Golden Core cultivator was a peak existence in the heavens and the earth a thousand years ago, let alone a Golden Core cultivator that could be reincarnated.    

Chen Yi looked at Mu Zifeng indifferently. "Is that all you have?"    

It was merely a few words, yet it seemed to be extremely arrogant.    

Mu Zifeng's expression darkened. He sneered, "Chen, don't be arrogant!"    

"When I was not reincarnated, even the people of the Profound Essence Sect had to be respectful to me. How dare a junior like you be so disrespectful to me?"    

Chen Yi frowned slightly. These words sounded familiar to him.    

It seemed like they were often spoken by him.    

Now, there was someone who spoke similar words in front of him.    

Before Chen Yi could speak, Mu Zifeng moved again. He formed a seal with both hands and suddenly shouted.    

The golden core magic sword in front of him was originally green, but at this moment, white magic patterns lit up on it.    

Weng!    

As the patterns lit up, a sword intent shot up into the sky.    

Mu Zifeng's face was full of seriousness. He seemed to be mumbling something.    

"Chen Yi, let me see how you are going to block this sword!"    

He shouted loudly, and his eyes were filled with indifference.    

The Golden Core magic sword moved, pointing the sword at Chen Yi. It shook slightly. The magic sword turned into two, then into four... As the body of the sword kept splitting, it turned into 64 magic swords and formed a vast sword formation.    

Mu Zifeng formed a seal with one hand, and with a wave of his hand, the sword in the center was pushed into the air.    

The sword stopped and turned into a rainbow, charging towards Chen Yi.    

Chen Yi held the Blade Sheath with one hand. He looked at the power of the flying sword and raised his hand to slash.    

When the sword and sword collided, Chen Yi's eyes became serious. This sword was not a virtual object, but a real object.    

A Golden Core Stage flying sword!? If the remaining 63 flying swords were all Golden Core Stage flying swords, That would be too terrifying.    

Sixty-four Golden Core Stage magic treasures, the Blade Sheaths in his hands would probably be completely destroyed in this place.    

His ink robe fluttered as he took a step forward and sent the sword flying.    

However, Mu Zifeng had a cold and arrogant smile on his face. He formed a seal and fiddled with another flying sword. The sword flew across the sky and continued to attack Chen Yi.    

Chen Yi took another step forward and slashed the flying sword back with his saber.    

The third sword, the fourth sword. The twelve flying swords were knocked back by Chen Yi. Suddenly, it sounded like a group of swords were roaring in the sky. This time, twelve flying swords were attacking Chen Yi at the same time.    

Chen Yi suddenly moved his palm, and the Blade Sheath floated in the air.    

His hands formed a seal, and the Elemental Swallowing Spell in his body started circulating.    

Profound Essence Sect, practice Qi Spirit Art, Great Circulatory Cycle Formation Diagram!    

Wisps of golden magic power rushed out of Chen Yi's body and formed a huge formation in the world.    

Boom!    

The twelve flying swords collided with the formation. The formation kept shaking, and the twelve flying swords that were comparable to Golden Core Stage magic treasures moved forward, causing the formation to cave in, but it never broke.    

"Chen Yi, this is all you have!? Hahaha, aren't you here to kill me?! Dragon Lake Ancestor Chen, that's all!?"    

When Mu Zifeng saw this scene, he could not help laughing out loud.    

His hands formed a seal and pushed forward. The twelve flying swords that were sent flying by Chen Yi earlier also charged forward once again.    

Boom! Boom! Boom!    

The twenty-four flying swords landed on the formation diagram. Chen Yi's body retreated slightly, and even the Great Circulatory Cycle Formation retreated.    

The light in Mu Zifeng's eyes became brighter. He formed another seal with both hands, not holding back any energy. The remaining 12 Golden Core magic swords suddenly condensed at this moment.    

The twelve flying swords suddenly merged into one, turning into a huge sword that was seven feet long and half a foot wide.    

His face was slightly flushed. He didn't know if it was because he was using a spirit art or because his blood was boiling.    

"Die!"    

Mu Zifeng suddenly spat out two words in front of Chen Yi.    

A sword whistle sounded, as if it had broken through heaven and earth. The huge sword soared through the sky, as if it was cutting through thousands of men and horses.    

There was also a sword intent, as if a river had been opened and a river had been formed. It gathered the huge sword and the remaining 24 flying swords.    

Boom!    

As the giant sword descended, cracks suddenly appeared on the Great Circulatory Cycle Formation diagram. The cracks grew more and more. It was just a few breathing machines, but the entire formation diagram had been broken.    

In front of the flying sword and the huge sword, Chen Yi, who was wearing a black robe, let out a muffled groan. His face was slightly red.    

However, his eyes remained indifferent.    

Seeing that the killing was about to arrive, Chen Yi suddenly dispersed the spirit art on his fingertips. At this moment, his hands turned black.    

Chen Yi's hands moved lightly, and layers of ink shadows appeared between heaven and earth.    

Bang, bang, bang, bang...    

Every ink shadow represented the shattering of a flying sword, and it was broken like a bubble.    

In the end, only two of the twenty-four flying swords were left, scattering to heaven and earth.    

Chen Yi's eyes were indifferent. He looked at the last giant sword and did not retreat. Instead, he took a step forward. He put his palms together and landed on both sides of the giant sword.    

Boom!    

This was no longer the sound of a sword chime. Instead, it was a rumbling sound.    

Chen Yi put his palms together. His body moved back slightly, but his black palms did not relax at all.    

Mu Zifeng's expression changed. He looked at Chen Yi, and his eyes shone brightly, "Xuanyuan Weapon Shaker, you've trained it to the Ink Jade Realm!?"    

There was a trace of disbelief in his voice. This was the divine ability of the Profound Essence Sect, and it was quite famous among the immortal sects.    

The one who created this technique was a person from the Profound Essence Sect who ascended. This person didn't cultivate any magic treasures, but he had a pair of hands, and it was said that he could shake the entire world.    

In fact, during the Heavenly Tribulation, this person had used his hands to break through the Heavenly Tribulation, which showed how terrifying the Xuanyuan Weapon Shaking Hand was.    

Most importantly, the Black Origin Weapon Shaker required a strong comprehension ability, and ordinary people couldn't cultivate it. For several generations of cultivators in the Profound Essence Sect, it was not easy for one person to cultivate the Black Origin Weapon Shaker to the beginner level.    

This Profound Origin Weapon Shaker had a total of three realms: Golden Jade Realm, Black Jade Realm, and Purple Jade Realm.    

The Black Jade Realm could already shake Golden Core Realm weapons, while the Purple Jade Realm was the pinnacle of this technique, and could shake Heaven Tribulation Realm.    

Chen Yi's hands forcefully locked down the giant sword. His hands suddenly shook, and the giant sword was sent flying dozens of meters away, and half of it sank into the ground.    

The ink on his hands gradually faded. His eyes were as calm as ever.    

"It's not the Dark Jade Realm. I've cultivated it to the Purple Jade Realm. However, my cultivation is limited, so I can only use the Dark Jade Realm."    

Mu Zifeng's expression darkened when he heard those words.    

The three Golden Core magic swords in the surroundings were dim. He wanted to refine them again, but at that moment, Chen Yi spoke slowly.    

"Mu Zifeng, I don't think you are ordinary to be able to reincarnate with a golden core!"    

"Even if you are a Qi Cultivating Stage, your strength has disappointed me." Chen Yi withdrew his hand, and the Blade Sheath floated beside him.    

His ink-black robe was like the night sky, as if it was suppressing the light of heaven and earth.    

"You..." Mu Zifeng flew into a rage, and the killing intent in his eyes became even stronger.    

However, Chen Yi looked at him from afar, and his lips pressed together, "You said that the people of Profound Essence Sect must be respectful to you when they see you. The Profound Essence Sect has existed for five thousand years and has experienced ups and downs. Perhaps we have been in dire straits before, but we shouldn't be so respectful to a Golden Core cultivator like you."    

Fine, today I will show you what the true Profound Origin Immortal Art is "    

After saying that, Chen Yi's hands suddenly formed a seal, and the Elemental Swallowing Spell in his body began to circulate continuously.    

Purple qi suddenly appeared on his black robe and gathered behind him.    3

Behind him, purple light appeared and continuously absorbed the purple energy in his body.    

Not only that, but the surrounding energy of heaven and earth also surged towards the purple qi bead behind Chen Yi.    

Mu Zifeng looked at Chen Yi, his pupils contracting like needles, as if he had seen an incredible scene.    

"This is... the Firmament Pill Lightning Art!?"    

As soon as the voice faded, lightning suddenly appeared around the twelve purple pearls behind Chen Yi.    

The sound of thunder rumbled like thunder.