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Chapter 2009 The Divine Child's Breakthrough in the Face of Battle

Wildfire Sword Master and Flame Soul Divine Child fought fiercely.

Wildfire Sword Master, like a streak of fire, charged left and right through the boundless divine army, cutting through wave after wave of divine forces, and fiercely advanced towards the Flame Soul Divine Son at the very center. However, each time he was forcibly moved at a crucial moment, seemingly having fought his way for millions of miles, but in reality he was just going around in circles.

He single-handedly fought against an army of billions of gods!

Under such siege, Huanghuo Jianzi's magic power, divine sense, and sword intent are slowly being depleted.

This is the classic fighting style of the Shinto Divine Child. No matter where they are, they always carry a huge divine army with them, which is formed by countless devout believers and the power of incense offerings. They usually also have a certain degree of immortality, and are known as the Divine Court will never fall and the believers will never die, making them very troublesome.

This Soul Flame Divine Child was like an invincible commander, completely ignoring the other swordsmen and not sending any troops to defend. He calmly and precisely controlled the military formation to surround and kill the Wildfire Swordsmen, just like a hunter setting up a net to slowly wear down and bind the beasts that had fallen into the trap.

Wildfire Sword Master found himself in a perilous situation and began to struggle to cope.

"Ha ha!"

The surrounding human swordsmen showed no intention of offering assistance, instead mocking, "Will that bastard Wildfire Swordsman die here?"

"Jianzi is known for his expertise in military formations and breaking through enemy lines."

"It would be a disgrace if this bastard died in someone else's formation."

These tens of thousands of years spent following the Great Sun Sword Prince and the others have not been in vain.

Under the command of this Eight-Step Sword Master, they systematically learned the art of military formations, and this was mandatory, because there were many times when they had to cooperate with the Supreme Great Sun Sword Cultivator and the Tushan Maids in battle, and occasionally gather to practice, with the Eight-Step Sword Master as the target of encirclement and killing.

Over the years, everyone's military skills have improved to varying degrees.

Wildfire Sword Master did not answer anyone's question.

Although he was at a disadvantage, he remained calm and composed, wielding his flying sword with ever-increasing sharpness and heat, piercing through one array node after another, carefully savoring the pleasure of being on the brink of life and death.

He knew no one would come to his rescue in a fair sword fight, as that would be an insult to a swordsman.

In a power like the Vermilion Bird Starfield where sword cultivators dominate, any cultivator who dares to do this will surely be despised by all cultivators in the world, and no sword cultivator can bear such a price.

The divine army formation of the Flame Soul Divine Child tightened more and more, continuously tightening and compressing.

The two fought for months, the sky darkened, countless divine soldiers died in battle, and even the immortal could not be revived. The net of the Flame Soul God Child gradually shrank to a hundred miles, greatly restricting the sword cultivator's mobility.

The Flame Soul Divine Child finally revealed a hint of ferocity.

"die!"

The Flame Soul God Child roared.

He transformed into a giant of soul flames, burning his own divine court, and punched the unavoidable Wildfire Sword Master. His punch covered the sky and the earth, as if a world of flames had descended. The rules of the Soul Path and the Fire Path dominated the four directions, and not even a wisp of air could escape, let alone the sword cultivator with a fragile body.

"die!"

Wildfire Sword Master burned his life essence and shouted.

He unleashed a sword strike.

This sword strike had no tangible sword light; it seemed like a dream.

Soul Flame Divine Child felt a sudden jolt in his heart, and his body throbbed with pain.

He suddenly looked at his own body.

He was shocked to discover that countless cyan flames had appeared in his body at some point, and many cyan flames also existed in the core array nodes of the divine army, frantically eroding everything in him at this extremely dangerous moment.

"When?"

Soul Flame Divine Child was horrified.

This was a formation he controlled, so why didn't he know about it beforehand?!
……

"Huang Huo did learn something real."

The smile on Wuji Jianzi's face disappeared, and he sighed.

Jianzi was also in a bad mood.

The tens of thousands of years that Huanghuo Jianzi has spent have not been in vain. His mastery of military formations is far beyond what it used to be. Unbeknownst to him, he has silently attached the unique sword flames of the Huanghuo Holy Land to the core of the Divine Child's various formations. When they erupted, they instantly reversed the situation.

"The Soul Flame Divine Child is indeed a piece of trash."

"It seems we have no hope."

The Burial Heaven Sword Master said calmly, "The remaining seven-step divine sons in the mortal world only exist in the divine path. I wonder if there is any hope of finding other divine sons and killing them one by one."

"These divine children have always preferred to fight in groups. The so-called Primitive Divine Protocol appears in large numbers, like rats. If you look around, you should still be able to find some."

He had lost interest in the battle and turned to leave.

He planned to continue his conquests and battles in this direction, expanding the Vermilion Bird Starfield and purging the entire world in this direction. If there were any divine children here, they would surely be able to find them.

Wuji Jianzi and the others also left to continue their own sword practice. Their figures gradually disappeared from sight.

call out!
But after only a few moments, these swordsmen all turned back with a whoosh, their eyes wide with shock as they looked back at the battlefield.

boom!
As a giant palm of soul flame, as large as a star, descended to crush him, Huanghuo Jianzi was sent flying like an ant, coughing up blood in mid-air.

"Eight steps?"

"A breakthrough in the heat of battle? That's impossible!"

Wildfire Sword Master was utterly horrified.

He couldn't believe it at all, but his reaction was extremely fast. His sharpness burned within him as he fled into the distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Only a towering, earth-shattering fire giant remained, roaring and staring intently at the remaining three swordsmen.

The giant of fire exuded a terrifying and twisted aura, as if it could break through the eighth step at any moment and then fall back down, existing in a blurry, critical state.

Good luck!

"An ordinary prodigy actually broke through to a breakthrough in the midst of battle, like something out of a legend, it's truly enviable..."

Wuji Sword Master drew his sword and walked up, looking on with immense envy.

The contempt in Kong Sha Jianzi and Zang Tian Jianzi's eyes had vanished, replaced by solemnity and utmost respect.

"Roar!"

The fire giant roared, its enormous pupils filled with twisted madness, and with a punch gathering the power of billions of divine soldiers, it charged towards Wuji Sword Master.

Boom!

The flying sword collided with the fist, shattering a large part of the starry sky.

The two fought fiercely in the starry sky, burning themselves out and fighting recklessly. But after only a hundred or so moves, Wuji Sword Master was shattered into a cloud of blood mist, leaving only a twisted flying sword to flee frantically, not much different from Huanghuo Sword Master.

"Come!"

Kong Sha Jianzi drew his sword and charged forward.

This time, he only lasted for a few dozen moves before he was completely defeated and fled in a frantic manner.

Finally, only the last person from the sword cultivator's draw remained.

"Burying the Heavens,"

"Greetings, Your Highness Soul Flame!"

The title of the Burial Sky Sword Master has changed.

In an instant, he burned his divine soul and essence, and with a single sword strike, he caused all the gods and Buddhas in the heavens to fall to the earth, their bodies transforming into coffins to bury the earth, creating a terrifying spectacle of endless grief and wailing from billions of living beings.

A terrifying force of death permeated all directions, as if the entire universe had fallen into death.

The Burial Heaven Immortal Sect must be an extraordinary sect with a glorious past, having once dominated the endless universe.

In this starry sky, endless death and fire intertwine, resulting in a brutal and bloody battle.

In the end, all the strange phenomena disappeared, leaving only two figures, one large and one small, facing each other, motionless.

Zangtian Jianzi gave the fire giant a deep look, then turned and left.

The fire giant did not pursue.

His body was normal at first, but at a certain moment, countless parts of his body fell off, and countless broken wounds appeared on his body. His flesh and blood, which contained infinite vitality, instantly turned into a skeleton, swaying and almost falling to the ground.

But in the end,
He survived, enduring the relentless attacks of four human Seven-Step Sword Masters, and repelled them all.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha...a human sword cultivator,"

"But that's it..."

Soul Flame Divine Child chuckled softly, then staggered away into the depths of space, not daring to linger too long and attract more enemies.

His figure quickly disappeared.

High above, a gaze from the central hub of the Vermilion Bird Starfield, which had been watching this place, finally confirmed something and smiled as well.

"The Primal Divine Protocol..."

"This is really interesting."

(End of this chapter)