Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 438 Trying to Mend the Sky Crack

The Abandoned Emperor's true energy surged, but in the end, looking back at Liu Shengjianying, he was already at the end of his life.

He knelt on one knee, covered in blood, yet with astonishing willpower, gripping his longsword, he slowly rose, inch by inch.

The Abandoned Emperor couldn't help but feel a bit more appreciation for the swordsman before him; this was the appreciation that the former number one martial god of the Heavenly Realm had for a pure swordsman.

"Aren't you done yet? You're exhausted and can't stop me in the slightest."

"No, this is just the beginning!"

Liu Shengjianying's voice was initially very weak, but with each word he uttered, it grew louder and louder, like a great bell, deafening!
Centered on him, a sword intent surged forth once again, many times more fierce and sharper than before, as if constantly breaking through the limits of the mortal realm.

breakthrough!

breakthrough!

breakthrough!

The pure will of the sword once again filled the heavens and earth, and this time even the Abandoned Emperor was deeply moved.

The Abandoned Emperor's eyes gleamed: "This is..."

At this moment, within a hundred miles, a thousand miles, and ten thousand miles, the swords of all the swordsmen in the world trembled, as if they had heard a call and were about to draw their swords.

The swordsmen who knew about the Hidden Shrine but were powerless to participate suddenly burst into laughter. Since they were unable to stop this calamity, let their swords do it for them.

"go with!"

In an instant, countless swordsmen unleashed their swords, sending them soaring into the sky.

Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!
Sword cries echoed throughout the world, swords were everywhere. The sky had been occupied by swords, as if it had become the domain of swords, the kingdom of swords, the world of swords.

In an instant, sword energy soared into the sky, and a strange phenomenon appeared in the world: thousands upon thousands of swords stood amidst the thunderclouds. Among them were peerless swords and the swords of ordinary swordsmen, and now they were all swords to save the world from calamity.

Swish! Swish! Swish!
Thousands upon thousands of swords arrived simultaneously before the Pan Yin Divine Palace. Upon seeing this, the Abandoned Heaven Emperor was not angry but rather pleased.

“Not bad, not bad. There is another swordsman who has entered the Dao in the world. You are worthy of me remembering your name.”

With a thousand swords above his head, Yagyu Kensei spread his arms wide, his tone still calm:

The true meaning of the Tao is nothing but nature, and nature is nothing but the life of all living beings. Do you want to know my name? Then please remember it: my name is—All Under Heaven!

Those who have entered the Dao of Sword have reached an inconceivable realm in this world. They can break free from the cycle of reincarnation and be reborn, or they can roam the universe and let their spirits roam freely.

Yagyu Kenkage, on the other hand, chose to scatter his will, sacrifice his primordial spirit, and give up the chance to live. He would rather be reincarnated than be reborn and be forever plunged into darkness.

The Emperor of Abandoned Heaven's eyes showed even greater admiration: "Is this your level of enlightenment?"

"Protecting life is the true essence of the Way, and this is also my realization, my Way!"

As he spoke, a violent sword aura spread out, and the Yagyu sword shadow shattered like porcelain, inch by inch, with boundless blood splattering, the blood flowing into the sky and landing on every sword.

Every drop of blood carries the will of the Sword Saint, and these wills converge on only one thing: to protect the world and the Hidden Divine Palace!

But then, thousands upon thousands of swords let out mournful cries, and then soared into the sky, transforming into a massive sword array that circled and guarded the Pan Yin Divine Palace, preventing anyone from stepping over it.

Liu Shengjian's gaze remained calm. He had been adhering to his own path from beginning to end, just as he had spent fifty years sitting in meditation seeking only one sword technique, just as he had traversed the world to acquire all kinds of sword skills, and just as he was today, protecting the world.

The next moment, a gust of wind came and blew Liu Shengjianying's loose hair, revealing his blood-stained face.

A moment later, the shadow of the Yagyu sword turned to ash and vanished into the world; perhaps this was yet another form of protection.

The Abandoned Emperor gazed at the spot where the sword shadow of Liu Sheng had vanished, his eyes revealing an inexplicable emotion, which was probably respect.

Regardless of strength, status, or ideals, it's simply a matter of respecting a pure soul.

The next moment, he looked at the sword formation outside the Pan Yin Divine Palace. Liu Sheng's sword shadow had reached his limit, but it was still far from enough for him, the Abandoned Heaven Emperor.

Su Huanzhen and the others were also furious, desperately trying to regulate their breathing, hoping to use their lives to resist before the Abandoned Emperor destroyed the sword formation, even if it was just for a little bit of time.

Unexpectedly, the Abandoned Emperor did not make a move; he simply stood still.

"this······"

Su Huanzhen and the others were confused. What was wrong with the Abandoned Emperor? Was he unable to break through the sword formation, or had he given up on the idea of ​​destroying the pillar of the Divine Continent?

The Emperor of Abandoned Heaven said leisurely, "That swordsman is very pure. I respect him and his path, so I am willing to stay for one night."

"The filth of the world still needs to be cleansed, and before I set foot in the Pan Yin Divine Palace, do everything you can to stop me, if you can."

Su Huanzhen and the others remained silent, a sense of sorrow welling up in their hearts. It turned out that it wasn't them who had stopped this demon god, but merely the demon god's momentary impulse.

The world remained dark all night.

Suddenly, the Abandoned Emperor moved. Su Huanzhen and the others had suffered heavy losses and had only recovered one or two tenths of their strength, but they still silently stood in front of the Abandoned Emperor.

This time, they couldn't even hold them off for a moment; all the heroes and masters of the world were defeated by the Abandoned Emperor alone.

They could only watch as the figure of the Abandoned Emperor gradually receded into the distance, slowly approaching the Hidden Divine Palace.

"break!"

"The Vortex of God!"

The Abandoned Emperor slightly raised his palm, and his vast, star-like true essence trembled, transforming into a gigantic vortex, like a black hole, absorbing everything in the world and shattering all.

The vortex black hole was approaching the sword formation, which was resisting, but it was still being eroded little by little.

Suddenly, as if reaching a certain limit, the thousands of swords trembled in unison, and then stopped spinning as a sword formation. Instead, countless flying swords flew to one place, one after another, in an endless stream.

Thousands upon thousands of swords, all for one sword—the sword of Yagyu Kenkyou!
The Abandoned Emperor once again sensed the will of that pure seeker of the Dao, but he would not linger there any longer, and the Holy Demon Body slowly approached.

Whether it's a thousand or ten thousand swords or just one sword, it makes no difference to him.

The next moment, that sword descended from the sky, carrying the will of the world as it cleaved towards him with unparalleled force!

Boom!

The vortex of the gods was cleaved open.

The Emperor of Abandoned Heaven also changed his expression suddenly and unleashed his World-Destroying Palm Technique in succession to counter it.

Suddenly, everything froze. The sword had burned out its brilliance and had no power left. The Abandoned Emperor also stopped, but blood was seeping from his shoulder and chest.

"good."

The Abandoned Emperor tapped his shoulder several times with his fingers until the blood stopped flowing, and he continued forward.

creak.

The gates of the Hidden Divine Palace opened, but what the Abandoned Emperor saw was not the pillar of the Divine Land, but one after another martial arts practitioners, who silently charged forward and fell.

No matter what kind of lives they had before, or how brilliant they were, now, in the hands of the Abandoned Emperor, they are all ants.

Finally, the Abandoned Emperor arrived at this last hopeful place on earth, before the last pillar of the Divine Land.

There are now five people here: Yin Huang Zhu Wu, Fo Jian Fen Shuo, Jian Zi Xian Ji, and Liu Huo Cang Long.

Seeing this, the other four were about to get up to stop the Abandoned Emperor. Just then, Gu Ming opened his eyes and said, "I'll do it. Thank you for your hard work."

Gu Ming's aura was extremely mysterious at this moment. He was a true master who integrated all martial arts in the world and was the ancestor of martial arts. In a sense, he was the ancestor of martial arts!

At this moment, he was like an emperor who ruled over the human world and the Bitter Realm. His gaze was far away, as if he saw the natural disaster outside the Pan Yin Divine Palace, all those who died to stop the Abandoned Emperor, and the blood and fire.

Finally, he looked at the Abandoned Emperor.

The incomparably handsome face of the Abandoned Emperor revealed an unprecedented look of excitement: "You are very strong, very strong."

Gu Ming stood up and walked away, then multiplied into three: "No need for further words, all I want now is to kill you, or be killed by you! Come and fight!!!"

"Hahaha! Just what I wanted."

The Abandoned Emperor also let out a wild laugh. Unlike when he faced Su Huanzhen and Liu Shengjianying, who remained still, he took the initiative to attack Gu Ming.

"Reverse the source of demonic power, the vortex of the gods!"

The Abandoned Emperor's Holy Demonic Embryo can mobilize endless power and release true essence without reservation.

At this moment, Gu Ming also moved, making a Tai Chi gesture, and a Yin-Yang fish millstone formed behind him.

Then, with a stomp of his toes, he possessed the power to crush mountains and shatter peaks, yet he did not harm anything in the slightest. He faced the Abandoned Emperor head-on and engaged him in a fierce battle.

Boom!

Although it's somewhat embarrassing, it must be said that Gu Ming, who has integrated all the martial arts in the world, has brought the way of Tai Chi to its ultimate level.

What is the ultimate?

It's just three words.

Receive, transform, and send!
With one hand, she grabbed the elbow of the Abandoned Emperor like a peacock embracing its tail, and then used his extremely yang and powerful demonic art to throw him out of the Pan Yin Divine Palace.

This was the first time that humans in the world had defeated the Abandoned Emperor in a direct confrontation.

The Abandoned Emperor continued to laugh. If Gu Ming was the ancestor of martial arts, then he was the god of martial arts. Let's see who is stronger, the ancestor of martial arts or the god of martial arts!
Gu Ming stretched out his arm, revealing bulging muscles. He had mastered the martial arts of his aristocratic family, and he had also honed his so-called external martial arts to the extreme. At this moment, Gu Ming's strength had no weaknesses.

With a push of both hands, the essence, energy, and spirit merged into one, creating a force powerful enough to cause the void to tremble as it propelled the Taiji diagram toward the Abandoned Emperor. The yin-yang millstone in the process obliterated everything.

At this moment, Gu Ming's martial will spread out, permeating every inch of heaven and earth, shining with a unique brilliance.

Looking at the annihilating power of the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram, the Abandoned Emperor laughed loudly. In this situation, hiding was the most appropriate thing to do. But who was he? Hiding was not a word in his dictionary.

The Holy Demonic Embryo mobilized the world's primordial energy, vast and powerful, before transforming into a raging demonic flame, embodying both tyranny and destruction.

Thus, during the confrontation between the two, the void shattered, even creating cracks that stretched for thousands of miles, instantly filling the air with dust and sand, which flew everywhere, destroying mountains and causing tsunamis.

Those who had fallen but were not dead watched this scene and burst into silent laughter. There was still a chance!

There is still hope in the world; their efforts have not been in vain!

The Abandoned Emperor and Gu Ming were still fighting, their battle spanning thousands of miles in an instant.

It's sizzling!

The two clashed once more, their auras surging from the mortal realm to the cosmic vacuum, their energy stirring everything in the world, with endless waves of energy rippling outwards.

In terms of the inexhaustible true essence, Gu Ming is far inferior to the Abandoned Heaven Emperor, because the Holy Demon Primordial Embryo can draw true essence from the world. However, in terms of the solidification of true essence, Gu Ming is far superior to the Holy Demon Primordial Embryo. His true essence contains the meaning of all things, which is called Hunyuan.

Both moved with lightning speed, shattering everything in their path and stirring up sandstorms that reached the clouds. The sand and gravel swirled and spread, stretching into a long dragon that stretched for thousands of miles, or like a flowing wall formed by wind and sand.

If Yi Ye Shu, the former number one figure of his time, was close to godhood, then Gu Ming and the Abandoned Emperor are now practically gods.

The battle between the two exists not only in the physical realm but also in the mental realm; it is a contest of spirit, energy, and martial arts.

Boom!

Gu Ming employed a two-pronged approach, his thoughts pure Yang, like the rising sun illuminating the heavens and earth. In his hands, he sometimes grasped a dragon, sometimes controlled lightning, ravaging the vast expanse of the universe.

The Abandoned Emperor also suddenly changed, like a demon god descending, with demonic flames raging to the sky, like a demonic sun absorbing all light and devouring everything.

Faced with such a forsaken emperor, Gu Ming seemed to be fighting against the entire dark world, as if he were the only one left in the vast world, with time, darkness, and loneliness almost swallowing him up.

Suddenly, Gu Ming bit his tongue, spitting out pure yang essence blood, pulling his soul out of the darkness.

In terms of willpower, he was no match for the Abandoned Emperor, at least in a direct confrontation.

After all, this is a god, the god of destruction.

The next moment, Gu Ming focused his mind on himself, achieving a perfect unity of essence, energy, and spirit. His strength lay in his comprehensiveness, with all three reaching their peak.

As for the Abandoned Emperor, although his Holy Demonic Embryo was powerful, it was still far weaker than his will and spirit.

The two casually drew upon the myriad imagery of nature—wind, rain, thunder, lightning, rivers, mountains, and the moon—as weapons, creating a terrifying spectacle as they used the world as their battlefield.

"World destruction."

The Abandoned Emperor uttered two words indifferently, indicating that he would decide the outcome in one fell swoop.

As the two words were uttered, the purest destructive power erupted, its true essence spreading out like chains, pulling at all things and binding Gu Ming from the six directions and eight extremes.

Gu Ming's mind and spirit were in perfect harmony, and behind him a series of profound ideas arose. This was the culmination of his life's martial arts skills, with divine dragons flying, a divine man holding a halberd, yin-yang diagrams under his feet, and a bright moon hanging in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought thousands of times. No sound could be heard from the scene, because the vacuum had been created and the chains of destruction had been shattered.

The Abandoned Emperor continued to laugh, his expression arrogant as a demon god: "Come, merge them!"

As he spoke, countless shattered chains transformed into demonic light and merged into one, all merging into the Abandoned Emperor. The next moment, a gigantic palm that seemed to reach the heavens pressed down on Gu Ming, its palm engraved with countless patterns that described the limits of martial arts and the mysteries of the gods.

Gu Mingyi unleashed all the martial arts techniques he had ever mastered: the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Techniques, the Demon Seed of the Dao Heart, the Nine Swords of Dugu, the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual…

Then all martial arts techniques were transformed into a single palm strike, palm against palm, hard against hard.

Boom!

The two sides are deadlocked.

But Gu Ming ultimately benefited. Previously, the Abandoned Emperor had already had two layers of protective aura broken and had been injured by experts from all over the world.

The palms face each other, perhaps for a moment, perhaps for an hour, or perhaps for a fleeting instant.

The world is shattered, and everything has lost its color.

"Open it for me!"

Gu Ming roared, his palm rising like a dragon, tearing the demonic hand apart.

Then, as if teleporting, he appeared before the Abandoned Emperor and struck him on the top of the head with all his might.

Boom!

The god of humanity, the god of destruction, the Abandoned Emperor, exploded at this moment.

(End of this chapter)