Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 643 You've lost, accept your fate!
Wu Zhuangyuan stood silently in the void.

Blood kept gushing out. The remaining left palm was used to cover the mouth and nose, and the overflowing blood was wiped away casually before being flung directly at the blazing sun above, making the blood flames even more intense!
That last attack shattered six of the Nine Suns, leaving only three.

He originally intended to shatter all nine objects, or even his physical body and inner world.

But Wu Qinghe's palm strike, after shattering six blazing suns, forcibly shattered his will to continue shattering them.

As a result, his path was once again influenced by "His" will.

Upon hearing "His" words, Scholar Wu murmured in response:
"Cang?!"

Upon hearing this, the heavens and earth resounded.

Although Wu Zhuangyuan opened and closed his lips, he did not make a sound.

This name seems to be a taboo subject to heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Wu Qinghe said softly:

"How dare Heaven and Earth proclaim my name?"

Though these words were spoken lightly, they were filled with authority, and heaven and earth dared not disobey them.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhuangyuan looked around and realized that the many powerful figures in the distance indeed seemed to have never heard of the other party's name.

With a sneer, Scholar Wu slowly said:
"Of course, a scoundrel like you will hide your head and tail!"

Wu Qinghe was not annoyed by this, but simply raised her arm slowly.

Light and shadow flickered around Wu Zhuangyuan, and the Immortal Lotus Venerable stepped out of the void and stood beside him.

He had barely stood still when he was knocked unconscious by Wu Zhuangyuan's palm strike, and then teleported directly behind the many Supreme Elders of the Innate Holy Sect.

His aura was so intense that the wood energy on his body was almost ignited the moment the immortal lotus approached.

At the same time, Wu Qinghe slowly clenched her fist.

The void surrounding Wu Zhuangyuan suddenly shattered, separating him directly from heaven and earth, as if a cage had trapped him inside.

Immediately afterwards, all the laws of the universe within this void were extracted.

In an instant, this void became a forbidden area for Taoist magic.

Just as the forbidden lands of immortals are unable to utilize Daoist techniques, all the myriad paths and methods in this void are forbidden.

So much so that the three remaining blazing suns above Wu Zhuangyuan's head flickered and then slowly went out.

He possessed the will to slay immortals, but lacked the power of Dao to support it.

The only power Wu Zhuangyuan could use was his own inner strength.

However, this force was completely under passive suppression.

As Wu Qinghe's palm tightened, the void shrank smaller and smaller. Wu Zhuangyuan's inner strength was unable to break free and would be crushed to death in no time.

Even as he continued to use his inner world, Wu Zhuangyuan discovered that a will completely different from his own was rapidly simulating taking over his inner world.

So much so that even his desire to gather the power of his inner world and self-destruct seems to be somewhat impossible!
This result was disheartening, and even Wu Zhuangyuan was at a loss for what to do for the time being.

The many powerful figures watching did not hear what the two said.

But as Wu Zhuangyuan unleashed his full power, everyone was already stunned.

But when "Wu Qinghe" made her move, everyone was no longer surprised, but completely plunged into despair.

In their view, if Wu Zhuangyuan, who possessed the power of nine suns above his head, were not surrounded and defeated one by one, he could probably kill them all.

But even with such power, there was still no way to resist Wu Qinghe.

How can this not lead to despair?

Faced with such a "celestial being," how could one possibly hope to transcend the heavens and earth?

Who can truly escape the other's grasp?

Just as everyone was in despair, "Wu Qinghe" slowly spoke again:
"Return to heaven and earth!"

After saying that, he exerted a little force in his palm, about to completely crush Wu Zhuangyuan into nothingness.

Seeing this, the Supreme Dao One and the Two Forms of the Primordial Holy Sect were extremely anxious and rushed forward, urgently calling out:

"Holy Lord!"

Wu Qinghe turned her head and glanced at them, and the void in front of them suddenly melted away.

The two hurriedly retreated, but they were still a step too slow. Their legs, from the knees down, dissolved into the void.

Even the Dao patterns running through her legs shattered. "Wu Qinghe" withdrew her gaze and turned back to Wu Zhuangyuan, intending to crush him into powder in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, he raised an eyebrow and his expression shifted slightly.

Beside the void cage, whose magic had just been drained by him, stood a young man in a green robe.

The young man stood tall and straight, with countless streams of light converging beneath his feet, silently building a bridge between the heavens and the void prison.

The depleted myriad paths within the void were rekindled, and the blazing sun above Wu Zhuangyuan's head once again ignited blood flames. Then, with a tremor, the void prison shattered.

With a swift movement, Wu Zhuangyuan was about to rush towards "Wu Qinghe".

He wanted to fight to the death and inflict maximum damage on the enemy before they launched their next attack, so that Li Wushou would have a better chance of escaping or fighting back.

Although hope remains slim.

But Wu Zhuangyuan remained unmoved!
Unexpectedly, Li Wushou seemed to have anticipated this.

The moment Wu Zhuangyuan escaped, Li Wushou reached out and placed his hand on Wu Zhuangyuan's shoulder.

The myriad paths contained within Wu Zhuangyuan's palm, though the blood flames that had just ignited had not been extinguished, had ceased their rampage.

Unlike the previous scene where all paths were annihilated and it was difficult to invoke Dao techniques, this scene seemed more like Wu Zhuangyuan's Dao techniques being forcefully suppressed by Li Wushou's Dao techniques.

A clear voice resounded in Wu Zhuangyuan's heart:

"The other party has only suppressed Qinghe's divine sense and occupied Qinghe's body, but hasn't digested it yet!"

Upon hearing this, Scholar Wu was startled.

He had already lost his mind after His voice suddenly came from Wu Qinghe's mouth.

It wasn't that he was being irrational; rather, he was terrified of witnessing this scene!

From the moment Xianlian insisted on leading Qinghe down this path, he dreamt of this scene countless times, only to be awakened by it.

This almost became his nightmare.

Upon hearing Li Wushou's words, he suddenly regained some of his rationality.

However, now that most of his resources have been depleted, even if he finds out, it will be difficult for him to do anything.

But he's still alive!

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Li Wushou beside him say again:

"Next, leave it to me!"

After saying that, he gently patted Wu Zhuangyuan on the shoulder.

With a flick of his sleeve, he moved Wu Zhuangyuan to the direction of the Supreme Elders of the Innate Holy Sect, leaving everyone with only his tall and straight back.

Gazing at Wu Qinghe, whose eyes held a strange look, Li Wushou inexplicably recalled the words Wu Qinghe had spoken to him when they parted at Three Immortals Mountain, and murmured meaningfully to himself:
When we meet again, I hope we will still be each other's friends.

As he spoke, light and shadow flickered within the inner and outer worlds surrounding Li Wushou, where the Tai Chi symbol flowed.

Two streams of light, one gold and one black, flowed from within and without the world, taking root on Li Wushou's left and right shoulders.

The flesh writhed violently, and two heads rapidly grew from Li Wushou's shoulders.

His head was deeply furrowed, and his eyes were one gold and one black.

It was the convergence of the two avatars that the old beggar had previously split into within Li Wushou's inner and outer worlds.

At the same time, flesh tore open behind him, and four arms extended out.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wushou transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being.

Upon seeing this, Wu Zhuangyuan felt a glimmer of hope.

"The senior has finally made his move!"

At the same time, the two old beggar heads on Li Wushou's shoulders were rapidly smoothing out their furrows and becoming younger.

In the blink of an eye, the old head was completely transformed.

To Wu Zhuangyuan's astonishment, the old man's head when he was young looked six or seven parts similar to Li Wushou's.

Seeing this, Wu Qinghe, who had been quietly watching Li Wushou's actions, revealed a rare hint of emotion.

He laughed silently.
"Has Huangtian finally decided to show himself after hiding for so long?"

"You've lost, accept your fate!"

(End of this chapter)