Chapter 176: The Sword of All Things

As Chen Lang performed the Soul Control Technique, the "portraits" around him spun and twisted rapidly. Their faces were stretched and twisted, their yellow skin was pulled into a wide ribbon, and the red blood was rolled into layers of inward-spiraling threads. Their eyes and hair were kneaded in it, like black silk threads rolled into dough.

Yellow, white, green, red. The entire chaotic space is in a flowing, sticky colorful oil painting. It is impossible to see the direction or distinguish left from right. In this space, time and space seem to be distorted.

There was only a bright hole under his feet, through which sunlight from the outside world came in. This was the hole opened by Zhou Yuanxing's ruler. Now it had become extremely narrow, and the surrounding area was colorful, like a rotating kaleidoscope.

"What's going on?" Wu Ya didn't understand what was going on, but was greatly shocked.

Am I dazzled?

However, he soon saw a distorted shadow walking towards him, gradually separating from the surrounding oil paintings.

"He's over there!"

Wu Ya suddenly woke up, and with Zhou Yuanxing's help, he slowly recovered. He was furious, "This kid stole Senior Brother Li Rui's magic weapon!"

He adjusted his state slightly and prepared to fight again. He felt that Chen Lang was difficult to deal with and he had to kill him here today. It was really disgusting for these two people to join forces.

But suddenly, he realized something was wrong, "Why did I drop in realm?"

He was just about to gather all his strength for an attack, but he found that his cultivation level was dropping rapidly like a deflated ball.

"Come on!"

Only Zhou Yuanxing's face changed drastically. He saw that the hole created by the ruler was shrinking and was about to disappear.

He realized that he had been tricked. It was not a fierce fight at all. It was obvious that Chen Lang had a trick up his sleeve and was waiting for him.

"return."

Chen Lang walked forward step by step and separated from the distorted oil painting. He stretched out his hand and suddenly a hand stretched out from the colorful oil painting around him and grabbed Wuya's ankle.

Zhou Yuanxing's actions were blocked, so he decisively left Wu Ya behind and prepared to rush out.

But at this moment, more than a dozen hands appeared in front of him, blocking the entrance of the cave and preventing Zhou Yuanxing from moving forward.

Then the entrance to the cave closed.

Outside, the suspended ruler trembled a few times and fell to the ground with a snap.

This sudden change shocked all the onlookers.

"The Xuantian Map was taken back?"

They looked up at the sky again. The chaotic space torn apart by the ruler was gradually closing and was surrounded by a layer of colorful light film. They could no longer see the scene inside.

But, the person hasn’t come out yet?
Zhou Yuanxing and Wuya's real bodies both sat cross-legged on the spot, eyes tightly closed. The fat boy who just came out called out softly twice, then said:
"Are they trapped inside too?"

"Nonsense."

Wu Ya's followers all sneered, "Even if Chen Lang and the guy surnamed Yan come together, they are still no match for the two of them."

"I saw that your boss was beaten pretty badly. He doesn't look like he doesn't like fighting." said the little fat man.

This left the other party speechless for a moment, "Senior Brother Wuya has already said that the man has a special magic weapon. Just wait, the result will come out soon."

The little fat man stopped talking. He didn't know how Wuya's cultivation was, but he knew Zhou Yuanxing very well.

The Zhou family ranked first in the last ancestor worship and discussion session.

Whether he has magic weapons or not, he is one of the strongest. If he loses, there will be no need to continue this ancestor worship and discussion.

The only one who could observe the scene inside the Xuantian Diagram at this moment was Yan Xue'e, but she was confused at the moment.

Why did my Xuantiantu become like this?

As the owner of the Xuantian Map, she saw clearly that the "souls" sealed in it were being manipulated and flying everywhere in a strange way, and were no longer under her control.

But she noticed that they seemed to be synchronized with Chen Lang's movements. As soon as Chen Lang waved his hand, those colorful things attacked Zhou Yuanxing and Wu Ya.

Then it must be Chen Lang who is manipulating it.

It was the first time she knew that the souls suppressed in the Xuantian Diagram could also be manipulated, but she didn't know how it was done.

In short, it’s awesome!

"Chen Lang, kill them!"

Yan Xue'e's eyes sparkled and she called out loudly, her voice echoing in the chaotic space. If she could suppress these two, wouldn't her mother praise her to death?

Thinking of Zhou Tianzheng and the elder of Qingguan smiling and begging her to release their disciples, she felt extremely excited.

When the time comes and I am rejected coldly, what attitude should I adopt?

In the Xuantiantu, Zhou Yuanxing and Wuya were not having an easy time.

"You've also dropped in realm?" Wu Ya was surprised. Zhou Yuanxing's realm had also dropped to the Qi Refining Stage. He looked at Chen Lang's increasingly clear figure and asked, "Did you do this?"

"If my guess is correct, this should be the Pingtian Sect's method of controlling the flag?" Zhou Yuanxing said.

"Yes." Chen Lang said. He just tried it to see if it would work. He didn't expect it to work. He was so embarrassed that he could only seal the two of them inside.

Wouldn’t it be easy to beat these two and get into the top ten?
"Ten Thousand Souls Banner?"

Wu Ya was a beat late, but no matter how slow he was, he should have understood now that Chen Lang was using the soul he had suppressed before as the envoy of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
Master Qingguan is right. This kid is good at evil ways and he will become a demon cultivator sooner or later.

"Since we can't leave, let's destroy him together." Wu Ya said.

He refused to mention the duel. Although Chen Lang was fighting one against two, his condition was not very good. Chen Lang had the blessing of soul, so he was very difficult to deal with at the moment.

If he had known that Chen Lang had this trick up his sleeve, he would never have come in.

"Okay." Zhou Yuanxing said.

Then, Wu Ya put his hands together, and dark golden light spread in all directions, stretching out the distorted color blocks around, and at the same time coating Zhou Yuanxing's body with dark gold.

The cultivation base of both of them improved a bit, and they barely returned to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"His soul control technique has a very strong suppressive power. I can only help you up to this point," he said.

Zhou Yuanxing nodded, his face extremely serious. He clasped his hands together, and a faint light surrounded his body, forming a circle of spiritual swords.

At the same time, the chaotic space and his soul-controlling formation were in turmoil. A ray of light was projected in, and the formation was about to be torn apart.

Chen Lang took a look and although he didn't know what was going on, it seemed like he was planning something big.

Of course he would not give them a chance. With a gesture, countless lines stretched out from the surrounding oil paintings, interweaving horizontally and vertically like a spider web, and slashed towards the two of them.

"kill!"

Wu Ya's face was solemn, his arms crackling. He stood in front of Zhou Yuanxing, his body glowing with a strong dark golden light, and a big palm print slammed on the intertwined lines.

The lines were shattered, but Wu Ya also coughed up blood and his body was covered with scars. He covered his chest and spots of light appeared around his body. It seemed that he was about to die.

But he sealed his soul and tried hard not to fall down. If he was buried here, he would be sealed and become part of the canvas and the formation. Zhou Yuanxing would then face even greater pressure.

"Are you okay? I can still block it for you." Wu Ya said. Although this was a battle in an illusion, the pain was very real.

At this moment, a strong palm fell on Wuya.

"Hold still."

Zhou Yuanxing then let go of his hand and bowed to Chen Lang from a distance.

"One move, please teach me."

Suddenly, he pinched the mark with his hand, and the back of him suddenly became bright. The chaotic space was torn apart again, and countless eyes were cast in.

A gust of wind blew across the grassland, and countless grass debris was rolled up and flew along the passage into the chaotic space.

They surrounded Zhou Yuanxing, with a little light on the tips of the leaves, sharp as swords. At this moment, he had tens of millions of swords.

"Ten thousand swords unite?"

There were people talking outside. Although I couldn't hear what they were saying, they looked surprised.

"He has not even made it onto the Heavenly Ranking, but he has already mastered the secret of the sword character?"

Outside, Zhong Sheng from the Zhong family was also looking up. He frowned slightly, thinking that Zhou Yuanxing's progress was really too exaggerated.

This is obviously not good for Chen Lang, because he has not yet entered the Heavenly Ranking, and there are some things that he cannot access, so he is naturally lagging behind.

However, this trump card was definitely used against them, and the fact that it was exposed so early showed that Zhou Yuanxing was also facing great pressure.

This surprised Zhong Sheng. He had been polite to him before because of his status and family requirements, but now it seems that Chen Lang's status as Zhong Haoran's disciple is still increasing.

"Damn, the special effects are pretty good."

Chen Lang raised his eyebrows slightly and found that the formation could not suppress him anymore. Moreover, some lines in the formation were being peeled off and falling from the formation like silk threads being peeled off a cocoon. Some blocks of color disappeared forever and came to Zhou Yuanxing's side.

Those things were restored to their normal state, buttons, finger bones, and even corners of clothes, but now they have all become swords.

An extremely powerful and sharp aura locked onto Chen Lang.

"Chen Lang, be careful! He is using 'All Things Are One', you use the Grass Sword to break it!" Yan Xue'e's urgent voice sounded.

"What's the Grass Sword?" Chen Lang had never heard of it, but it was too late. He vaguely felt that this thing could not be avoided. Since the outcome would be decided in one move, there was no point in keeping the formation. He might as well just blow him up directly.

Chen Lang controlled the formation to run at a high speed, and the energy gathered rapidly. Then he suddenly dismantled it, the formation went out of control, and the colorful oil painting suddenly solidified.

Countless lines condensed into straight pillars and bombarded the two people.

At the same time, Zhou Yuanxing also raised his hand slightly, as if he was holding a thousand-pound weight, and then his palm suddenly fell down.

Thousands of grass leaves, finger bones and various shapes of swords rushed towards Chen Lang.

(End of this chapter)