Other Disciples who were attempting the peak basically summoned their respective swords and began to resist the surrounding Sword Qi as soon as they stepped onto the body of the Zhan Tian Sword.
However, Jiang Yun walked the entire nine thousand zhang distance without ever using a sword or making a single move, relying solely on his powerful Physical Body to endure until now.
Now, as he entered the last ten percent of the sword body, the Sword Qi rushing towards him had already condensed into an impenetrable wall, and its power had greatly increased. Every strike of Sword Qi left a small mark on his body, which was instantly repaired by his Physical Body's power, but this greatly slowed down his speed.
Therefore, at this moment, Jiang Yun finally made his move!
"Mist Rise!"
Jiang Yun was truly not a Sword Cultivator, so his method of attack was naturally the Cloud Heaven Mist Earth Technique, which was the most powerful technique he could currently unleash. However, he instantly discovered that on this Zhan Tian Sword, apart from Sword Qi and Sword Intent, there was no other power whatsoever.
This was also why only those who pursued the Dao of the Sword dared to challenge the Zhan Tian Sword.
If it were Wu Shang, even if his Five Elements techniques were exquisite, a clever housewife cannot cook without rice. Without the Five Elements Power, he would not be able to cast any techniques at all.
Upon realizing this, Jiang Yun did not panic. He bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of fresh blood into his palm.
"Blood Mist!"
Blood, being water, could naturally evaporate into mist.
In an instant, a red Blood Mist Dragon circled Jiang Yun's body. Its form was as solid as reality, and it charged fiercely towards the impenetrable wall of Sword Qi ahead.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Amidst the tremendous roar, the Sword Qi wall instantly collapsed.
Jiang Yun, being at the eleventh level of the Tongmai Realm, possessed a far greater amount of Spiritual Qi than all other Cultivators in the Tongmai Realm. Thus, the striking power of this Blood Mist Dragon was unimaginably powerful.
With just a simple collision, it forcefully created a hundred-zhang-long vacuum zone in the Sword Qi wall, and Jiang Yun, with a flicker of his figure, crossed this hundred-zhang distance.
Next, Jiang Yun spat out two more mouthfuls of fresh blood, allowing him to cover a distance of three hundred zhang, and at this moment, Wang Jian was less than ten zhang away from him.
Jiang Yun's gaze did not even fall on Wang Jian. Instead, he pondered if there were any other ways for him to traverse the remaining part of the sword body. Otherwise, if he had to spit out another six or seven mouthfuls of blood, even if he ultimately passed this Zhan Tian Sword, it would cause him harm. Moreover, there were still four peaks awaiting him.
"It seems I can only use..."
Just as Jiang Yun was about to switch to another method of advancement, Wang Jian, who was ahead of him, suddenly turned around. His bloodshot eyes stared intently at Jiang Yun, and he slowly raised the precious sword in his hand, which was surrounded by blue Thunder Power.
Wang Jian did not know who Jiang Yun was, nor did he know his deeds, but at this moment, Jiang Yun was clearly a threat to him. So, even without Wei Zhengyang's instructions, he did not intend to let Jiang Yun surpass him.
Jiang Yun also did not recognize Wang Jian, but seeing the other party turn and raise his sword at him, how could he not understand what he intended to do?
"Boom!"
Accompanied by a peal of thunder, Wang Jian finally swung the sword in his hand.
Three Thunder Sword Vortex!
One could see streams of Thunder Power, layered and circling into three circular Vortexes, hissing as they charged towards Jiang Yun.
Each Vortex was composed of countless extremely fine blue Thunder Sword Qi, and although there were only three Vortexes, the amount of Sword Qi within them was absolutely astonishing.
Let alone being struck by all three Vortexes simultaneously, even being hit by a few strands of Sword Qi from one Vortex would likely cause severe injuries. After all, this was not ordinary Sword Qi, but Thunder Sword Qi.
And this Three Thunder Sword Vortex was Wang Jian's strongest sword move. Being on the last ten percent of the Zhan Tian Sword's body, Wang Jian knew that he did not have much energy to deal with Jiang Yun, so he immediately unleashed a killing move, determined to succeed in one blow.
If Wang Jian had been facing other Disciples, his goal might have been achieved. Unfortunately, he was facing Jiang Yun, who had opened his eleventh Meridian with golden Thunder Power!
Jiang Yun stared intently at the three Vortexes, unmoving. He appeared to be stunned by Wang Jian's sword move, but in reality, if one looked closely, they would notice a hint of joy deep in Jiang Yun's eyes.
"So, Thunder Power can be used like this!"
Although Jiang Yun's current cultivation at the eleventh level of Tongmai Realm was enough to make him look down on others in the Tongmai Realm, techniques were still his weakness. So far, he only knew two types of techniques: fire and mist.
As for the Thunder Power he had just acquired, he had never learned any corresponding techniques, which was like having a treasure mountain but not knowing how to enter it.
However, the Three Thunder Sword Vortex that Wang Jian unleashed at this moment, with its application of Sword Qi and Thunder Power, was like opening a brand new window before his eyes, allowing his understanding of techniques to advance to a higher level.
Especially when he discovered that the three Vortexes, while in flight, were actually able to shatter all the dense Sword Qi of the Zhan Tian Sword surrounding them, it filled him with even greater joy.
"Your sword isn't bad either. I'll take it!"
As soon as his voice fell, Jiang Yun, who Wang Jian had thought was like an idiot, suddenly moved. He actually charged towards the three Vortexes.
"Overestimating himself!"
Wang Jian let out a cold sneer in his heart and even turned around, not intending to bother with Jiang Yun anymore.
But his body had only turned halfway when he suddenly stopped, because he clearly saw that his three Vortexes, formed by countless Thunder Sword Qi, disappeared silently the moment they touched Jiang Yun's body.
It was as if they had been absorbed by Jiang Yun!
"This, this..."
Just as Wang Jian was muttering, Jiang Yun had already arrived in front of him and reached out, grabbing the blue precious sword in his hand and pulling hard.
How powerful was Jiang Yun's Physical Body? Coupled with Wang Jian being in shock, this pull instantly caused Wang Jian's grip to loosen, and his sword was now in Jiang Yun's hand.
"You're courting death!"
Wang Jian finally came to his senses and roared, wanting to charge forward. However, having lost the protection of his precious sword, countless strands of Sword Qi immediately surged towards him.
Even more unfortunately, in his mind, a golden illusory sword suddenly appeared—Sword Intent Incarnation!
"Ah!"
At this moment, the Sword Intent of the Zhan Tian Sword actually materialized into a sword shape and directly rushed into Wang Jian's body, completely shattering his steadfast mind.
With extreme unwillingness and resentment, Wang Jian's figure fell towards the bottom of the Zhan Tian Sword. In his last glance before falling, he saw Jiang Yun gracefully wielding his own precious sword, surrounded by countless bolts of Thunder Power, accelerating his forward speed.
This scene once again deeply stimulated Wang Jian. His Thunder Sword Qi was cultivated at the risk of almost certain death, yet Jiang Yun could also easily unleash it, and with even greater power.
"Pfft!"
After four years of dormancy, he had originally thought he could make a stunning debut, but he never expected to be a stepping stone for someone else. With a mouthful of fresh blood, Wang Jian was so enraged that he fainted.
At this moment, only Jiang Yun remained on the blade of the Zhan Tian Sword. After snatching Wang Jian's sword, he finally found a way to advance without having to spit blood to form a Blood Mist Dragon.
Although the owner of this blue precious sword was still Wang Jian, and the precious sword was also strongly resisting Jiang Yun, the moment Jiang Yun's golden Thunder Power surged into the sword's body, it became obedient.
In less than ten breaths, Jiang Yun had already advanced another hundred zhang. But just then, his figure stopped again, because within his body, a Sword Intent had appeared—a Sword Intent that had taken on a human form!