this infinite world

The blood blade collided with the sacred tree, bringing with it a roar that shook the universe. The impact force generated by the intersection of the two swept across the new fairyland, spreading out endlessly, causing the space here to tremble violently. Black cracks were torn out in the void, as if even space could not withstand the pressure of the aftermath, and destruction was imminent...

"very good!"

However, how could Chonglou, who was full of fighting spirit, care about the situation on the battlefield? The red-haired demon god with two horns on his head shouted loudly, and without any movement, the thousands of sword shadows and sword formations that were shattered under the glory of Jianmu instantly took shape again, launching endless attacks on Yang Yun from all directions... At the same time, the flaming blood blade in Chonglou's hand turned into a 100-meter giant blade, sweeping down again!

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Taking a half step back and taking the Sky-breaking Blade from Chonglou, Yang Yun was not completely unscathed. Not only did the Jianmu light surrounding him dim, but there was also a surge of energy in his chest, causing a small range of disturbance in the running circuit...

However, these insignificant problems did not weaken Yang Yun's fighting spirit, but instead seemed to add fuel to his fire. Facing the blood-shadowed weapons all over the sky, and the 100-meter-long giant blade in Chonglou's hand that seemed to be able to cut through anything, Yang Yun took a step forward with his head held high. The Jianmu light around him turned into an indestructible shield at this moment, and he went straight ahead without dodging or avoiding!

——Qiang!

The devil's flames burn the world, the sword splits the sky; the glory turns into a shield, a leaf covers the sky; thousands of blood shadows turn into real sharp blades, and the glory of Jianmu turns into a shining stream of light!
A knife.

Ten knives.

One hundred dollars, one thousand dollars, ten thousand dollars...

Chonglou's attack was still going on. The continuous fierce attacks were like a violent storm, leaving no room for Yang Yun to recover his energy, and he maximized his advantage of unlimited energy as a saint.

Countless weapons pierced back and forth, flaming waves and bloody blades cut and shredded the space, like a tiger coming down the mountain, cutting and expelling the branches of Jianmu every moment... But the situation on the battlefield did not seem to develop as he expected.

Although Jianmu's glory was constantly cut by the blood shadow, its roots, branches and leaves continued to grow. Not only that, Jianmu's branches grew wildly as if they were injected with super hormones, and even showed a trend of intensifying. It was like a monster with extremely strong vitality in Greek mythology, "cut off one head and nine heads will grow"!
From the blood-colored siege of the green color, to the confrontation between the two colors, to the counter-pressure... until this Demon Lord, who made a living from fighting and was proud of fighting, stared at the vines and branches that were growing larger and larger in front of him, and even wrapped around the two giant blades in his hands, and then he frowned and stopped.

"You haven't truly comprehended the secret of the fifth stage. Even if you can draw energy from the surrounding space to replenish yourself, your energy is still not infinite." Chonglou said in a domineering and undoubted tone: "Then continue, how long can you hold on?"

"Well...if we really want to talk about it, a small Thousand Days War should be no problem."

Seeing that Chonglou stopped first, Yang Yun naturally stopped as well. He stood in the air without blushing or panting, showing no signs of overexertion. The confidence in his tone was also unquestionable; "If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

Life has always been endless; and energy can only transform into each other and will never disappear out of thin air.

Just as the poem says, "Wildfires cannot burn it all, spring breezes bring it back to life." After personally linking the two eras and understanding the "meaning of reincarnation of life and death," Yang Yun can easily reincarnate energy between the two energies of life and death, and can even use the energy of the enemy's destruction of the Jianmu Light in reverse and transform it into his own moves... Although it is not like a saint who draws energy from the multiverse, isn't this also an alternative perpetual motion machine?
"Very good, with this one move alone, you are more than enough to surpass those rubbish in the God and Demon Realms who think they are at the top but have no idea of ​​the vastness of the world." Chonglou nodded slightly and said words of recognition of Yang Yun. Although he himself is the Supreme of the Demon Realm, his words clearly indiscriminately scolded both the God Realm and his subordinates in the Demon Realm... But considering Chonglou's character, this is probably just a fair evaluation.

...After all, looking down on anyone "fairly" is also a kind of absolute justice.

"… Well, I am truly flattered."

Yang Yun was quite surprised to see Chonglou actually acknowledge him. But no matter what, he still remembered that he came here to ask Chonglou questions, not to fight to the death: "So, am I 'qualified' now?"

Although he said so, Yang Yun actually knew the answer to this question. Because Chonglou not only did not put down his weapon, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"If you want to ask me questions, this is enough; but if you want to go further, this is not enough."

As expected, Chonglou spoke in a stiff tone, but what he said surprised Yang Yun: "What do you mean? You've passed the first subject, and you plan to take the second subject next?"

"Hmph... I won't engage in meaningless arguments with you."

Just as Yang Yun tried to test the enemy with words, Chonglou snorted coldly and unilaterally ended the question he had raised: "Next, there is no need to continue this meaningless war of attrition."

Without waiting for Yang Yun to speak, Chonglou clenched his fists and dispersed the blood shadows in the sky into nothingness.

End the fight? No, focus. Concentrate your energy to prepare for the next, stronger burst.

"Unlike the ancestor of my demon clan, the great god Chi You, who used to spread the holy way into a domain, I, Chong Lou, have specialized in martial arts throughout my life... Among the six realms, only Fei Peng, the former number one general in the God Realm, can fight me head-on."

As Chonglou's solemn gaze lit up, both the devil flames in the sky and the holy galaxy all gathered together and covered Yang Yun's pair of "Flame Wave Blood Blades" in front of his astonished gaze.

It was impossible to describe the pair of wrist blades that flashed with an incomparable red light. Was it a murderous blade transformed from demonic flames? Was it an energy fire formed from condensed energy? Was it a skill similar to "enchantment"? Or was it the purest innate spiritual treasure strengthened by the powerful control of a saint?
But no matter what it was, no matter what its nature was, Yang Yun, who was standing opposite Chonglou at this moment, only understood one thing. He could not stop the flaming blood blade in front of him, and perhaps even Chi You's "Five Weapons of the God of War" could not match it.

Because, it contains the purest murder weapon called Chonglou Holy Way. (End of this chapter)