Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 496 Ten Suns Split Gods Appear in Fusang, Tongxuan Sword Shatters the Dao Heart (Thanks to Fellow Daoist for the donation!)

The void stagnated, and all things fell silent.

The brilliance of the Tongxuan Sword had already coalesced into a line in Lu Cheng's palm.

That was no ordinary sword strike; it was a fusion of the courage and determination of cultivators who had traversed thousands of years, the cycle of the five elements, the obsession of countless cultivators' blood and tears, and the will of the entire Tongxuan Realm to fight to the death.

Wherever the sword's edge pointed, the chaotic and violent spiritual energy of heaven and earth automatically dispersed. Even space and time were frozen into glass-like ripples by this edge that transcended all boundaries, as if time and space had been fixed, pointing directly at the demonic body of the Holy Sun Daoist, which resembled an immortal blazing sun.

Upon seeing this, the Holy Sun Taoist's golden-red demonic eyes suddenly contracted, reflecting the approaching annihilating light.

On the brink of life and death, a barely concealed hint of fear flashed across his face, which was always burning with pride!
"Ha! Do you really think that after 100,000 years of arduous cultivation, my skills have reached their limit?!" Sheng Yang roared, his voice like a thunderclap from the ancient wilderness, shattering the nearly frozen spacetime.

With Lu Cheng unleashing the terrifying power of the Tongxuan Sword at full strength, once enveloped by the sword's aura, one would be almost completely at the mercy of the sword, with one's mind, magic power, and physical body all pinned down by the sword intent. However, this does not mean that one cannot be shaken from the inside out.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Centered on the Holy Sun Daoist, eight dazzling golden halos suddenly exploded from nothingness!

That was not an illusion, but a real, tangible demon god's avatar, imbued with power as vast as the ocean and as deep as a prison!
Eight dark golden rays suddenly tore through the Yin-Yang universe and shot in from the outside, landing on Sheng Yang. Within the dark golden rays were eight golden crows spreading their wings and flying.

Ten-Day God-Splitting Curse!
The greatest secrets that the Holy Sun Daoist had cultivated and hidden for tens of thousands of years were completely unleashed at this critical moment of life and death.

He had long ago divided his primordial spirit and demonic body into ten, each of the ten avatars being both an avatar and the original body, hidden deep within various secret locations across the starry sea over the long past years:
Through trials, cultivation, wandering, and enlightenment, he silently accumulated immense magical power, not for the sake of fighting, but only so that one day when he ascended to the Earthly Immortal Realm, he could unify his divine essence and merge the ten elements, and in one fell swoop, break through to the Void Return Realm.

At this moment, in order to survive, the nine elements return to one!

It should have been a return to one from ten, followed by the casting of the Ten Suns Soaring Technique. The domineering power of this technique was unparalleled in the world and had not been seen in ten thousand years.

However, one of Sheng Yang's clones suffered a calamity a few years ago, resulting in internal injuries. In addition, Lu Cheng's sword, which reached the profound level, suppressed his mind and body.

After a moment's hesitation, Sheng Yang ultimately failed to complete the unification of the ten elements.

'Nine Elements Returning to One is enough. With the assistance of my natal magic weapon, the Fusang Tree Branch, to unleash the Ten Suns Soaring Through the Sky, its power won't be reduced much.'

The Holy Sun Daoist's true form shone brightly, and eight golden beams of light shot into it like lightning. In just an instant, Lu Cheng seemed to see:

The illusory figures of young girls, old women, children, and burly men merged with the holy sun.

At the same time, his momentum surged and soared!
The profound and powerful magic of the magic caused a look of disbelief to flash in the eyes of Kong Ji Dao Ren, who was also a top-level demon god.

At this moment, the opponent's magical power was almost equal to his own.

"Tanggu Fusang! The place where the ten suns bathed!" The voice of the Holy Sun Daoist had now transformed into the mysterious sounds of heaven and earth, as if carrying the ancient rhythms of the beginning of chaos.

With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed the charred, gnarled branch of an ancient tree, a branch brimming with the essence of life:

"Wow—!"

The earth-shaking cry of a crow echoed through the void.

An unimaginably enormous phantom tree appeared out of thin air, its roots seemingly piercing through the deepest darkness, its canopy stretching upwards to the highest heavens, layer upon layer, branching into nine branches below and supporting a single layer above!
The Fusang Divine Tree, the place where the ten suns rest.

"The sun rises from beneath the Fusang tree, brushing its branches and shining in all directions!" The Holy Sun stood on the highest branch of the Fusang tree, like a true deity of the sun descending.

Below, from the nine thick branches that resemble pillars of heaven, nine terrifying orbs of light, like blazing suns, instantly formed and expanded, radiating boundless light and flames that could burn everything and purify the universe!
"Ten suns in the sky, break through!"

The ten great suns spun wildly along the mysterious trajectory of the ancient Fusang tree, as if the ancient myth of the ten suns patrolling the sky was being reenacted!
The boundless golden flames of the great sun melted into ten world-destroying beams of light, each over ten thousand feet in diameter and carrying the pure laws of destruction.

Using wood to start fire, carrying the magnificent power of the entire Fusang giant tree, it violently clashed with Lu Cheng's seemingly slender yet ultimately sharp Tongxuan sword!

Clang! At this moment, time lost its measure, and space lost its meaning.

The independent world created by the Yin-Yang Universe Ring is now reduced to the clash between the most primal light and the final battle.

Swords and fire clashed... The sound was no longer that of mere collisions, but rather the roar and howl of heaven and earth colliding with each other.

It seemed like a long time, yet also like an extremely short time.

The process was prolonged because, in an instant, both Lu Cheng and Sheng Yang were drastically depleting their mental and magical power, and even their respective destinies were roaring and biting, trying to devour each other.

It was brief because the time was so short that even Kong Ji, who was standing to the side, didn't have time to help Sheng Yang with a single move.

Thus, the outcome was decided.

The Tongxuan Sword Light, condensed and unbreakable, was so powerful that it forcibly "broke through" and "annihilated" the overwhelming light and heat of the Holy Sun Golden True Flame wherever it passed!
Like a red-hot knife cutting through solidified grease, it was invincible, pointing directly at the core of the sacred sun.

The sword intent was pure to the extreme, containing a ruthless will to sever rules and end everything, as if it wanted to split open the "Ten Suns in the Sky" supernatural power along with the Fusang Divine Tree that supported it, severing the foundation of its existence.

Rumble rumble rumble...

The sword flashed, and the fire dissipated.

The Five Elements Flying Swords swept past, and Sheng Yang stumbled backward.

In this duel between the two, whoever loses will suffer the consequences.

Therefore, although Sheng Yang became the first person in history to kill an undead being after the Tongxuan Sword was truly completed.

But at this moment, the sword energy and divine fire rebounded into his body, causing damage to his internal organs and making his meridians feel as if they were being cut by swords!

Lu Cheng was also attacked by the magic power, but at this moment Kong Ji launched a preemptive attack on him. The Five Elements Divine Palm shadows that fell like Mount Sumeru were continuously cut down and blocked by the Boundless Blood Sea Divine Sword as if it had its own sentience, until Lu Cheng himself regained a bit of magic power.

"Ten suns soaring in the sky, truly domineering and fierce, is one of the pinnacles of Daoist techniques I have witnessed in my life. If it weren't for some discordant elements, reaching the most perfect state, I might not have been able to defeat you with this sword."

"Ugh!" Suddenly, in the next moment, the Holy Sun Taoist let out a terrible scream.

His body and head, which were like those sculpted from refined gold and divine iron, containing the true essence of the immortal sun, and capable of withstanding the attacks of ordinary seventh-tier magic treasures, were not severed.

But that terrifying sword mark that slashed diagonally from his left shoulder to his right rib almost split his entire demon body in two!
The blinding demonic blood gushed forth like an abyss and a waterfall. At the edge of the wound, the sharp and murderous aura of the Profound Sword Intent was spreading wildly, eroding and disintegrating his Great Sun True Fire and the origin of the demon god.

Pretending to be weak can sometimes be surprisingly effective, but sometimes if you pretend to be weak for too long, you'll actually become weak.

If Sheng Yang had broken the Ten-Sun God-Splitting Curse from the beginning and faced Lu Cheng at his peak, the outcome would not have been like this.

Faced with the full force of the Tongxuan Sword, Shengyang's mind was suppressed by the sword intent, and he ultimately decided to leave behind an injured clone of his original essence outside as a backup plan to ensure his survival.

Using his natal magic weapon, the Fusang tree branch, as a substitute for a clone of his original essence, he performed the forbidden technique of flying through the air for ten days.

This barely perceptible flaw would be completely negligible in ordinary sword fights and duels. But at this moment, Sheng Yang's opponent was Lu Cheng!

It is the "Tongxuan Sword" that embodies the wishes of all beings in the Tongxuan Realm and the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, and pierces through the flaws in the origin!
"Ahhh... Don't think that only humans can achieve immortality. My demon race's immortality is no less impressive..."

As he spoke, the wounded body of the Holy Sun was quickly covered by the golden flames of the Great Sun, while the Golden Crow dispelled the sword energy in the flames and rapidly restored its physical body.

The Ten-Day God-Splitting Technique he cultivated was also an extremely advanced Dao technique. Although he had recalled most of his God-Splitting clones and the technique had been largely destroyed, the remaining Dao power was not much of a problem in suppressing the sword wound.

But through that sword strike, Lu Cheng had already seen through Kong Ji and Sheng Yang, at least Sheng Yang's fatal flaw:

It is a golden crow, an incarnation of the great sun.

Why fight to the death with ordinary people?

His long lifespan makes life precious, and a single failure can be turned around next time; his unparalleled escape technique, Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow, makes him accustomed to fleeing rather than fighting to the death.

Ten thousand years of unparalleled dominance at the pinnacle of the mortal realm have left them with a hint of decay and cowardice.

Otherwise, the peak power of the Ten Suns Soaring Through the Sky would definitely not be inferior to the Tongxuan Sword. Even if it was a counterattack, it should at least have been able to fight to the death.

……

Neither Sheng Yang nor Kong Ji were weaklings. Although they had just clashed with the Ten Suns in mid-air with Tongxuan's sword, Sheng Yang had secretly held back, which Kong Ji noticed.

A rift had formed in their hearts, but the two demon gods exchanged a glance and both chose to suppress it for the time being and forget about it.

They still joined forces, determined to slay this great enemy of the human race before them!
The innate five-colored divine light surrounding Master Kongji flowed endlessly, like the coldest aurora in the universe.

He didn't turn around; his gaze remained fixed on Lu Cheng's figure standing amidst the shattered energy storm.

Lu Cheng's face was slightly pale, clearly indicating that the earth-shattering "Profound Sword" had also taken a huge toll on him. His aura was slightly turbulent, but around his upright figure, the remaining sword energy trembled like a living thing, and each slight tremor seemed to resonate with the very essence of this world.

Although he lacked divine light protecting him, the profound Daoist aura that remained even after the destruction of all laws made Kong Ji's gaze even more solemn:
The deadly threat of that sword strike loomed overhead. What about next time? Who will it fall upon next?

"The Five-Colored Divine Light should be able to block this sword, but I used too much of it today... What kind of skill is this Taoist's immortal body? It's impossible for him to change and regenerate infinitely without any cost, but even if I were caught in a calamity, I would still find it difficult to calculate his limit."

Furthermore, this person's swordsmanship talent is unbelievably high, making him truly difficult to deal with.

Fire bursts and sparks fly in the void, and fragments of laws peel away and vanish like glass.

This independent world, forcibly created by the Yin-Yang Universe Ring, had long been ravaged by the battle between the three supreme beings of this realm, leaving it like a crystal world after a storm of falling gods, with cracks crisscrossing and time and space groaning.

Every collision and clash between the three seemed to cause ancient stars to silently perish. Every confrontation caused the universe and the celestial membrane to tremble violently, as if they might collapse at any moment, but in the end, they did not truly collapse.

Lu Cheng Daoist's Taoist hat was already shattered, and his long hair, which had been tied up, was scorched and curled by the aftershocks of the innate five-colored divine light and the golden flames of the Golden Crow and the Great Sun. At this moment, his hair was disheveled, and he was fighting wildly with his sword.

The seventh-tier robe that was originally engraved with profound Dao patterns was now dull and lifeless, torn and covered in dust, soaked with his own blood and the wounds left by the demon god opposite him. His breathing was long and heavy, like a bellows, each breath causing excruciating pain as if his whole body was about to break apart, a sign that his magic power was being overexerted and his body was nearing its limit.

But it is precisely through this laborious process of swallowing and expelling that one is able to draw upon a continuous stream of divine consciousness and magical power:
This is what the Taoist sages meant by cultivating both body and mind, and integrating human effort with spiritual practice.

To put it in simpler terms, it means that if you have mana, you lose mana; if you don't have mana, you lose life. This is an extremely sophisticated skill among Taoist cultivators.

Taoist kung fu, when practiced to a high level, often exhibits this characteristic: on the one hand, it emphasizes using emptiness to control fullness and softness to overcome hardness, and it is most adept at nourishing life.

On the other hand, when the time comes to use it, it can often exhaust its potential and help cultivators overcome the current tribulations.

During Lu Cheng's cultivation of the Samadhi True Fire, there was a stage where he cultivated his natal blood fire, which allowed him to use blood to consecrate the sword and burn his life force to perform the work.

However, as his cultivation deepened, he gradually lost the ability to do so. It's like how the same sword can break through all laws, but the specific standards for each cultivation realm are different. It's not that if you mastered the technique of breaking through all laws with one sword at the Nascent Soul stage, you can still do it after ascending to the Earthly Immortal Realm. The techniques for Void Returning, Body Integration, and Mahayana cultivators are all different.

But this bloody battle, pushed to the limit, once again made Lu Cheng realize the wondrous state of cultivating both body and soul, and achieving unity of man and skill:
In his previous life, during the Yuan Dynasty, there was a Taoist named Wang Chongyang. He studied literature in his early years and practiced martial arts in his middle age. After several years of practice, he became the number one master in the world.

In the world of swordsmanship, none can rival him.

He established a sect, trained troops to resist the Jin dynasty, and possessed an inexhaustible supply of innate qi, yet he died young, his lifespan exhausted. This was because he had mastered Taoist martial arts to a profound degree; had he been willing to live out his days, he would have been another Zhang Sanfeng, living several times longer than others of his time. But he insisted on defying the prevailing trends of the world, knowing it was futile, yet still doing it, ultimately sacrificing his life to weaken the Yuan dynasty's destiny.

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng exhaled and exhaled another breath of true energy, feeling his whole body burning hot, and a continuous stream of divine consciousness and magical power surged out from the deepest part of his body.

The Holy Sun Taoist conjured nine illusory suns that surrounded him, their intensity unmatched. Within each illusory sun was the fierce light of a golden crow, making him appear like a god-king descending to earth.

Kong Ji Daoist remained aloof and indifferent, standing with his hands behind his back atop a swirling, auspicious five-colored cloud. His Daoist robes fluttered, and five-colored divine light flowed and faded behind him like a peacock spreading its tail. He appeared calm, but a sense of solemnity lingered between his brows.

That divine light, which could sweep away everything and remain untouched by any law, had countless times annihilated Lu Cheng's sword energy and blood-sea killing intent, which were powerful enough to tear apart galaxies.

the sixth time!
"Kong Ji, block his retreat! His twin swords' momentum is about to dissipate!" Sheng Yang roared as he fled. The nine blazing suns suddenly collapsed, transforming into a giant fiery claw that blotted out the sky. With domineering heat that could burn through countless ages, it slashed down from the sky! Where the claw's shadow passed, the space was scorched with black melting marks, emitting a piercing "hissing" sound.

Kong Ji remained silent, but the five-colored divine light behind him suddenly surged, like five divine chains spanning the universe, silently strangling Lu Cheng and sealing off all his escape possibilities in all directions, past and future.

The space was compressed and solidified into amber, to completely seal and refine Lu Cheng and his unfinished sword intent!
The aura of death was far stronger than in the previous five times. This time, the two demon gods were clearly no longer testing each other or engaging in a stalemate, but instead unleashing their full killing power, determined to finish the job in one fell swoop!
laugh!
The muffled sounds of flesh tearing and the body collapsing were not loud, but they were clear enough to send chills down one's spine.

Lu Cheng's body, caught in the deadly attack of the giant fiery claw and the five-colored divine light, was like someone falling into a furnace of heaven and earth, bursting into flames.

Within the universe, a moment of deathly silence descended.

The Holy Sun Daoist slowly retracted his fiery giant claw, and the nine blazing suns began to revolve again, letting out a cold snort that was a mixture of exhaustion and the satisfaction of finally succeeding.

Kong Ji Dao Ren frowned slightly. The five-colored divine light did not immediately subside. His almost instinctive intuition told him that this victory came too easily.
"Cultivation techniques in the mortal realm always have their limits. This is the sixth time. Shouldn't I be dead by now?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange thing happened!
At the core of the vast sea of ​​blood that had not yet dissipated, the Boundless Blood Sea Divine Sword, which was tightly gripped in the hand of the burning "corpse" and had not fallen, suddenly emitted a shrill sword cry that shook the very soul.

Om-!
Amidst the shattered blood mist of the Dao body, a pure flame of life, burning with its own origin, suddenly shone. It did not rely on the physical body, but was directly imprinted on the void Dao foundation and on Lu Cheng's Dao fruit!
"Boundless sea of ​​blood, transforming calamity and reincarnation!"

A sharp shout seemed to erupt from the deepest part of the Netherworld Blood Sea.

In that extremely alluring and sinister crimson radiance, a figure appeared out of nothing, solidifying from the void! Thousands of energy veins, like blood vessels, outlined, intertwined, and filled the air, while muscles, bones, and divine light flowed and were reshaped in the blink of an eye.

Lu City, reborn!
This time, Lu Cheng did not use the Xuan Tian Divine Skill, but instead temporarily borrowed the life force from his external avatar.

Although the Purple Gang Profound Fiend Thunder Light Sword Technique and the Hundred Poisons Heavenly Filth Divine Light Sword Technique are extremely powerful, they require the assistance of the "Five Elements Thunder" and "Five Elements Poison" of the Profound Heaven Divine Art. If these are broken, although Lu Cheng can still use them, the two sword techniques will inevitably become sluggish and flawed in their operation.

"You wretched creature!" Upon seeing this, Daoist Shengyang cried out in alarm, his eyes finally revealing an uncontrollable panic.

An opponent who is impossible to kill but possesses the ability to severely injure or even kill you is undoubtedly terrifying.

Lu Cheng, once again wielding the Purple and Green Twin Swords, had eyes as empty as ancient ice, with only two clusters of undying sword fire leaping and condensing deep within his pupils.

He was exhausted, but the power of the Tongxuan Sword continued to accumulate and rise. The killing intent that was held back was like a hidden dragon in the abyss, just waiting to break free of its restraints and tear the heavens apart!

"Purple Qi and Profound Evil, Thunder repels all evil; Hundred Poisons and Heavenly Filth, Light dims the gods!" Lu Cheng uttered a deep incantation, and the Blood Sea Divine Sword and the Five Elements Flying Sword he commanded simultaneously hummed and vibrated.

The two sword techniques were activated instantly, and magnificent purple lightning exploded like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, while the sinister and evil divine light spread and eroded like maggots clinging to bones!

Kong Ji and Sheng Yang exchanged a glance, but still gritted their teeth and refused to back down.

If we retreat today, we will have to avoid this young human from now on. Both of us are powerful beings who can dominate the world, how could we accept such humiliation?

Whether they wanted to or not, both Kong Ji and Sheng Yang's spiritual power were greatly depleted. Kong Ji's five-colored divine light was even struggling to keep up. Although this technique could destroy anything it was, it could not break Lu Cheng's Taoist transformation ascension technique or immortality.

Saint Yang's Rainbow Transformation Technique has been used less and less, as this escape technique places an extremely heavy burden on both his magical power and physical body. At this moment, he also needs to conserve his magical power.

Just as Sheng Yang and Kong Ji were secretly pondering countermeasures, Lu Cheng, unwilling to let his Xuan Tian Divine Skill fall below the tenth level and expose a huge flaw, finally decided to reveal his second trump card.

From the hilt of the Boundless Blood Sea Divine Sword held in his left hand, streaks of blood extended and penetrated into the sleeves of Lu Cheng's robe, which were formed from magical power.

Until, one by one, spiritual light appeared on the three talismans.

'My foundation is far inferior to yours. After using these three talismans, I will fall into a deep sleep, and the rest will be left to you.'

Please don't die here...

"Don't worry, I won't die!" Lu Cheng replied.

The moment these three talismans appeared, their spreading magical power caused the entire universe to groan in agony, unable to bear the burden!
The talisman paper is no ordinary item; its material resembles neither jade nor silk, and it flows with a color that is difficult to distinguish between black and white.

The runes on it were extremely mysterious and complex. Just one glance was enough to make even beings like Sheng Yang and Kong Ji feel a stinging pain in their primordial spirit and a wavering of their Dao heart.

Eighth Rank, Returning to Emptiness Talisman!
'How is this possible? How could such a thing exist in the mortal realm?'

'Could this fiend have been sent down by cultivators from the upper realms of the human race specifically to deal with us?'

Sheng Yang and Kong Ji retreated rapidly, setting up layers of defense while their minds raced with countless thoughts. At the critical moment, Lu Cheng's fingertips formed a magic seal, which he then placed on the talisman.

The first talisman is called the Ten Thousand Miles of Yellow Sand Talisman!
Lu Cheng pointed at Sheng Yang, and the talisman shattered upon his finger, unleashing a turbid, desolate, and sweeping sandstorm dragon that engulfed all realms!

As the wind and sand passed, the Holy Sun Daoist's World-Burning Yang Flame Pillar seemed to encounter a natural enemy; its blazing light was quickly eroded, becoming dim and mottled!
An extremely heavy force of "twilight" enveloped his body, eroding his nearly immortal golden crow demon body. Saint Sun let out a roar of shock and anger, and the brilliant solar corona around him dimmed by three points!

Although fire assists earth, this is probably the first time in his life that he has truly been restrained and suppressed by earth after mastering the Daoist arts.

The second talisman is called the One Yuan Heavy Water Talisman!

The talisman shattered again, but this time, there was no earth-shattering roar, only a drop of black water!
Just one drop!
Its color was jet black, deep and boundless, as if it were a condensed version of a vast and boundless heavy water star sea. The moment it appeared, the entire universe suddenly sank downwards.

The space creaked and groaned under the immense pressure, a testament to the highest density and heaviest spiritual essence in the cultivation world.

Lu Cheng flicked his finger, and this drop of "One Yuan Heavy Water" pierced through the void, ignoring the Holy Sun Daoist's protective true flames and law barriers, and accurately struck his body.

"Pfft!" There was no earth-shattering explosion.

Instead, the space silently collapsed and caved inward, and golden demon blood gushed out, mixed with wisps of powder that looked like crushed refined gold.

The pure, ultimate, and irresistible heavy laws directly crushed his Dao body!

"Ah!" Sheng Yang let out a shrill, distorted scream. It was not just the intense physical pain, but also an incomprehensible and heavy blow to his soul.

Such a divine object exists in Lu City!

This was no longer a difference in strength, but a crushing defeat at the level of realm. In particular, the vast and profound "water" concept contained in the "One Yuan Heavy Water" created a fatal conflict with his "fire" origin that burned everything, causing them to clash and tear wildly within his body.

The excruciating pain, humiliation, and the ultimate fear of that unpredictable death instantly crushed the last chord in his heart.

The "decay" nurtured by a long lifespan and the "cowardice" in the face of death erupt completely under this bloody and crushing blow!
"Go!" Sheng Yang no longer cared about his demeanor or the majesty of a demon god. He even gave up resisting. Supporting his collapsed half of body, most of the nine sun shadows suddenly extinguished. The remaining halo burst open after merging into his body, transforming into a dim golden crow blood rainbow burning with its origin. He fled desperately toward the boundary of the Qiankun World.

His Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique, which he used with all his might, could tear through space and create a chance for survival.

"Sheng Yang!" Daoist Kong Ji cried out in alarm and anger. Not because of Sheng Yang's injuries, but because of the opponent's desertion in the face of battle!
At this moment, the Five-Colored Divine Light was entangled with the third talisman unleashed by Lu Cheng and was unable to provide any assistance.

Because the third eighth-tier talisman is the Demon Transformation Talisman!

While Sheng Yang was suffering the devastating blows of the first two talismans, Lu Cheng had already pointed the last talisman, which was meant to restrain Kong Ji, at him.

The talisman shattered, but it did not cause any earth-shattering phenomena. Instead, an invisible, eerie ripple, existing between reality and illusion, spread out silently, instantly enveloping Daoist Kongji.

As the ripples passed, countless long-sealed and suppressed thoughts, delusions, fears, obsessions, and resentments erupted from the depths of Daoist Kongji's heart, which had remained as still as an ancient well for ten thousand years, like volcanic lava!

Before him was no longer the world of heaven and earth, nor the Taoist Lu Cheng wielding twin swords.

What he saw were countless wronged souls who had perished under his five-colored divine light, their flesh and blood mangled, baring their fangs and claws as they demanded his life!
He saw Kong Yan, the descendant he had once treated as a pawn and ruthlessly destroyed, covered in blood, her eyes vacant as she called out to him, "Father..."

He saw an even deeper and colder future: all races withered away, and on the Great Dao, he alone walked alone, eternally lonely, the divine palace collapsed, and the five colors dimmed... At the end of immortality, there was only annihilation!

"Hmph! A mere inner demon dares to disturb my Dao heart?" Kong Ji is Kong Ji after all! The moment the lake of his heart was stirred up with towering waves, the undying true spirit at the core of his primordial spirit, which was extremely cold and extremely rational, suddenly burst forth with a clear light!
The five-colored divine light behind his head trembled violently, emitting a clear and turbid buzzing sound like the beginning of chaos. He forcibly calmed his mind and tried to brush away and expel the invisible demonic power that had invaded his primordial spirit and tried to arouse his seven emotions and six desires.

However, in that instant of calming the mind and fighting against inner demons, for cultivators at this level, this momentary stagnation can be fatal.

The Golden Crow Blood Rainbow that Sheng Yang fled had already broken through the barrier between heaven and earth. Lu Cheng suddenly turned around and locked his divine sense onto Kong Ji, who was forcibly suppressing his inner demons and whose mind was in turmoil.

"breathe…"

Lu Cheng's breathing was heavy, like the pulse of stars. The collapse of Sheng Yang had eliminated his greatest immediate threat.

His use of the Demonic Heart Talisman created an absolute time vulnerability for Kong Ji. As for himself... after six "falls" and the sacrifice of his avatar, his divine sense and magical power were greatly depleted. The Xuan Sword he had been suppressing was not only filled with power, but also with the dying cries and struggles of all the spirits in the Xuan Realm, as well as the supreme sharpness formed from his own Dao Heart!

It's like a black hole compressed to its limit, on the verge of exploding!
However, Lu Cheng did not swing his sword.

'The brief burst of the innate five-colored divine light, even if not as powerful as the ten suns soaring into the sky, was still more resilient and persistent. Conversely, Sheng Yang's injuries were more severe, giving him a greater chance of victory.'

In a split second, the decision was made!

The sword fire in Lu Cheng's eyes suddenly subsided. He flipped his wrist, and a dark golden sphere swirled and surged, transforming into a huge golden radiance.

"Where is Jin Ling?!"

The lid of the Nine Li Cauldron suddenly opened a crack, and in an instant, a sharp, fierce, and arrogant aura that was enough to pierce through the void barrier soared into the sky!

“Violent——!”

A piercing, sharp screech resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and a colossal figure, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at, seemingly composed of pure Geng metal, traversed the space within the cauldron and charged out fiercely.

Golden-winged Roc, Golden Spirit.

"Why won't you let me out?"

"Is defeating a top-tier demon god the same as killing a top-tier demon god? I want him to die completely, without any room for doubt or questioning."

"Chase him, Shengyang! He's already badly injured. Hold him back. Of course, I wouldn't mind if you could just take his head off."

"Violent!"

Another sharp whistle rang out, and its wings swept across the sky, spreading out to a length of a thousand feet. Each feather was like a divine sword that could cleave the heavens, flowing with a cold light like divine iron!

With claws like golden hooks and eyes like cold lightning, its arrogant aura looked down upon the ages. Jin Ling glanced at Daoist Lu Cheng and then flapped its wings to chase after him in the next moment.

On the same day, Dapeng rose from the wind and lifted up to 90,000 miles.

Sheng Yang's Golden Crow Transformation Rainbow Technique is superior to his, but at this moment he is seriously injured and his mind is in disarray. Jin Ling is very confident that he can catch up with him.

What's more, Lu Cheng was also following behind, leading a seventh-tier demonic hound in pursuit.

Jin Ling's figure transformed into an extreme, all-tearing golden stream of light, its power reaching its peak, and instantly disappeared outside the crack in the Qiankun World, chasing after the gradually dimming golden crow blood rainbow.

Wherever it passed, the traces it left in the chaotic void resembled a sword wound that could not heal for a long time.

After seeing off Jin Ling who was pursuing him, Lu Cheng suddenly turned around, and all his energy was locked onto Kong Ji Dao Ren, who had broken free from the control of his inner demons.

Just as Daoist Kongji suppressed the last trace of demonic thought in his mind, the five-colored divine light returned to its brilliance. However, the clearest scene in his eyes was the fleeing blood-red silhouette of Shengyang, and the ferocious golden-winged roc that was hot on his heels.

And there was Lu Cheng's icy gaze fixed on him, and the Tongxuan sword that was drawn back but not released, its power suffocating!
"..." Daoist Kongji fell silent. Even his Dao heart, honed by ten thousand years of cultivation, couldn't help but be stirred by a ripple at this moment. It wasn't fear, but rather... a deep weariness and chill.

All his meticulous planning over millennia was shattered by the Taoist priest's endless array of trump cards and Sheng Yang's cowardice.

The Heavenly Dao of Ten Thousand Demons is doomed.

(End of this chapter)