As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

The light was extremely bright and became the only focal point of the Saint Cultivation Platform. Under everyone's shocked gaze, it descended.

The light was blinding. In shock, Mo Feng took out many powerful magical tools. However, on the Saint Cultivation Platform, none of the magical tools could display their true power. Under the attack that contained the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation, they all shattered inch by inch.

In just an instant, the attack directly pierced through Mo Feng's chest. His body was shattered with a bang!

One punch had broken the 24 Spirit Severing Swords and defeated the number one prodigy of the Feather Kingdom!

On the Saint Cultivation Platform, everyone was rendered speechless. No one had ever seen such a monster.

Even a Void Core Realm cultivator was inexplicably defeated. Who could stop him?

Even the cultivators of the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land were shocked. Such a monster was rarely seen even in their blessed land of immortal cultivation.

They looked at Holy Son Gu Chi and could not help but have some doubts. Although the Holy Son Gu Chi's talent was heaven-defying, he was still very young. Would he be a match for Zhang Shan?

Gu Chi stood in front with his hands behind his back. His face was expressionless. Even though Zhang Shan had displayed terrifying strength, he did not seem to care.

On the battlefield, Jiang Ming frowned slightly. The body that was blown apart by his attack did not even spill a drop of blood. It was as if he had not shattered a human body but a stone.

"As expected of the prodigy of the Immortal Feather Grotto-Heaven. His life-saving trump card is quite powerful!" His voice was calm as he looked at a certain spot in the air.

"Good! Amazing! You actually destroyed my Rock Spirit Death Substitute!"

In the air, Mo Feng's figure appeared again. His face was pale and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. He stared at Jiang Ming with malevolent and resentful eyes like an injured beast. He was no longer as calm as before.

Jiang Ming did not show any surprise. Although the Saint Cultivation Platform did not allow the use of power other than one's own, the various secret techniques in the world of immortal cultivation were strange and unpredictable. Mo Feng's origin was not ordinary. Therefore, it was not surprising that he had some kind of life-saving trump card.

However, although the other party had used some kind of substitution technique, it was obvious that he was not completely unscathed. His aura was a little chaotic.

"Zhang Shan, you've finally angered me. Today, I will kill you!"

For some reason, his eyes were slightly red, and his aura surged like a volcano that was about to erupt. It was filled with abnormal and terrifying fluctuations that made people's hearts palpitate.

"He used some kind of forbidden technique to raise his cultivation to an incomparably terrifying realm," Huai Mei said softly and immediately saw through the clues.

She could not help but feel a little baffled. The number one prodigy of the Feather Kingdom was actually forced to use a forbidden technique to fight against an enemy by a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. This was simply a slap in the face to his sect.

Jiang Ming's eyes revealed a strange expression. Forbidden techniques were nothing new to him.

At this moment, his long hair was dancing in the wind, and he let out a long howl. Ferocious and sharp sword intent poured out from his body, piercing through his flesh and blood. It was extremely terrifying.

Blood splattered, mixed with vast and complicated spiritual energy, and gathered in front of him inexplicably. In an instant, it transformed into a long sword dripping with blood. The blade was mottled with light, containing mysterious spiritual light and filled with shocking sword intent.

A shocking sword intent rushed into the sky and scattered the hazy light fog on the Saint Cultivation Platform. The sunlight shone down and enveloped Mo Feng's body, making him look like a god who had descended.

This scene caused everyone's expression to change. Not only was it because of the terrifying power of the sword intent but, it was also because the scene seemed familiar.

"This sword intent… Why does it smell like the sudden sword aura at the Saint Cultivation Peak earlier?"

Finally, someone spoke.

The others also came to a realization. No wonder it felt familiar. It turned out that the source was here.

Fang Yue and the others' eyes were burning. Was this the opportunity they had obtained from the sword aura? They had finally used it at the moment of life and death.

However, from the looks of it, he had to use a forbidden technique to increase his cultivation in order to barely use this sword. It seemed that the opportunity cost was a little too high. Even if he was able to grasp it in a short period of time, he had to pay a huge price to use a forbidden technique.

"However, this also shows that the opportunity contained in that sword aura is really a shocking fortune." Fang Yue sighed and felt even more regretful.

Mo Feng was covered in blood. He stretched out his bloody palm and held the sword in front of him. He pointed at Jiang Ming from afar and said in a cold voice, "I might really lose to you before I ascend the Saint Cultivation Platform. However, on the Saint Cultivation Platform, I've already touched a higher realm on the path of swordsmanship! You will never be able to see that level."

"Destiny is in my hands. Zhang Shan, not only have you lost to me, but you have also lost to fate and timing."

Jiang Ming listened to the heroic words of the person in front of him and opened his mouth to say something. In the end, he could only shake his head gently and sigh.

When he saw the blood-red sword, he felt a hint of familiarity. Now, he finally understood what was going on.