rpbooks Chapter 734 An Unexpected Encounter
Chapter 734 An Unexpected Encounter
"Ignoring all defenses...ignoring all damage reduction...it can even sever the ethereal laws and causality with a single sword strike..."
Lin Hanzhou murmured these words softly.
Just as he had expected, the white-robed future incarnation who had traveled across the river of time had indeed drawn this talent.
That is precisely why the opponent possesses such invincible combat power that sweeps across the ages and defies reason.
This characteristic of "ignoring defense and severing cause and effect" is no different from having a cheat code in any confrontation.
Of course, Lin Hanzhou also keenly noticed the limitation description at the bottom of this talent.
Once this talent takes effect, apart from the supreme red talent or other pure sword-based talents, all other complex talents and supernatural abilities he possesses will be unusable.
Furthermore, his future cultivation will be forcibly locked, and he can only comprehend the laws of swordsmanship.
This means that in this life, on his path of rebirth, Lin Hanzhou must abandon the martial arts and supernatural abilities he knew in his previous life, and he must completely transform into a swordsman of the purest form.
"Is it because it is powerful that it needs to be restricted?"
Lin Hanzhou's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes showed no sign of frustration, but rather an unshakable pride and fervor.
For a true peerless swordsman, this negative restriction of only being able to use a sword and only being able to comprehend the sword is not a punishment, but rather the highest praise in the world!
Only a pure sword can give birth to the sharpest edge in all the heavens and myriad realms.
If his sword is fast enough to sever all the conspiracies and schemes, all the causal defenses in the world, then all the myriad methods and endless supernatural powers in the myriad worlds are nothing more than paper toys that can be easily pierced in front of him.
"Emperor..."
Upon thinking of that name, a chilling killing intent flashed in Lin Hanzhou's clear eyes.
He knew very well that the old man who had been scheming against all living beings for thousands of years had managed to escape with his life through a substitution technique.
If he could, Lin Hanzhou would love to take up his sword right now and cross the vast sea of stars to kill that old guy.
Unfortunately, his current body has absolutely no cultivation level.
"Cultivation... I still need to improve my cultivation level first."
Lin Hanzhou frowned slightly.
He remembered the "Flower of Harmony" that his future self had promised to give him in this life.
With this Dao-harmonizing flower, he could instantly become a Great Emperor and achieve ascension to the heavens in one step.
Even now, after countless attempts to guide his divine sense inward with his eyes closed, he has not found any trace of the Harmony Flower in this body.
"I wonder when that Dao-Harmony Flower will finally reach me. Did it accidentally fall to another part of this planet during its journey through time and space, or will it require a specific trigger to manifest?"
Lin Hanzhou sighed softly.
On such a remote star, where spiritual energy is scarce and resources are barren, if the original owner relied solely on his extremely poor aptitude to cultivate step by step, the speed at which he could return to his peak would be far too slow.
Since he could not sense the existence of the Harmony Flower at present, Lin Hanzhou could only choose to wait and see, taking it one step at a time.
The most important thing right now is not to blindly search for treasures, but to try to get out of this vast, desolate snowfield that is covered by snow all year round, and to find some basic cultivation resources in the big cities outside to open up the Sea of Wheels and ensure his survival.
With this thought in mind, Lin Hanzhou collected his thoughts, took another step, and walked through the thick snow, heading towards the outer edge of the snowfield in his memory.
Although his body was extremely weak, with his powerful willpower belonging to the Flame Emperor and his precise, hair-thin control over his physical body, he was able to make perfect use of every bit of his energy, leaving a straight silver trail in the wind and snow.
However, it was only after he had walked about a few miles that...
As Lin Hanzhou's right foot landed on a seemingly ordinary snow pit, the sensation he felt under his foot suddenly became strange.
On this desolate wasteland that has been untouched for years, the texture beneath the thick snow should be either a layer of ice as hard as iron or hard soil frozen into stone.
But when Lin Hanzhou stepped down, he felt his toes touch something that was somewhat soft, yet possessed a certain resilience unique to living beings.
That touch was definitely not ice or snow, nor was it withered wood; it was the outline of a living human body.
Lin Hanzhou's sensitivity to his surroundings was extremely high.
He squinted slightly, his figure abruptly halting in the wind and snow.
Without the slightest hesitation, he slowly withdrew his right foot, then bent over in the raging wind, kneeling halfway in the snow.
He stretched out his hands, which were pale and thin from the cold, and began to carefully brush away the thick layer of snow that covered the surface, which was several feet thick.
As he gently brushed the soft snow to both sides, the scene buried deep beneath the snow gradually came into Lin Hanzhou's view.
There was indeed a person buried there.
The person was in the cold snow pit, wearing a black robe that was originally exquisitely made but had long since lost all its spirit and was now tattered.
He clenched his hands and feet tightly together, his whole body curled up in the snow like a frightened hedgehog due to the extreme cold.
His eyes were tightly closed, his face was deathly pale, and the flame of life in his body was extremely weak, like a flickering candle that could be extinguished at any moment in a gale. He could perish completely in this frigid snowfield at any time.
However, even in this state of near-death coma, his hands remained in a protective posture, tightly clasped together.
In his arms, he was tightly holding a black wooden box that looked extremely old and covered with the marks of time.
The wooden box appeared to be made of very ancient material, with a faint, extremely subtle fluctuation of the Great Dao rules flowing along its edges.
The moment Lin Hanzhou saw the man in black clearly, his face, which had been as calm and still as an ancient well, suddenly froze.
At that moment, his brain seemed to be struck by a thousand thunderbolts from the heavens. He froze on the spot, his eyes filled with shock, astonishment, and disbelief.
That familiar face, those handsome and unyielding brows...
"You're Qin Changqing?!"