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"You heretic, cease your arrogance!"

Within the sword formation, the Sword Immortal True Monarch roared, the sound waves causing the entire formation to vibrate. His azure robes billowed without wind, and the ancient longsword in his hand unleashed a sharp sword intent that pierced through heaven and earth.

That sword intent was pure to the extreme, and sharp to the extreme.

There were no earth-shattering phenomena, no dazzling brilliance, only an invisible sword quietly gathering.

This sword is the ultimate technique of the Sword Immortal True Monarch—the Heavenly Dao Returns to One Sword!

This sword strike deviates from conventional trajectories, ignores spatial barriers, and even transcends the limitations of time.

The moment it was born, the rules within the sword formation began to collapse, space shattered inch by inch, and time was violently disturbed. Even the thunder, poisonous fog, ice and fire that filled the sky paled in comparison to this sword intent.

An invisible sword pierces straight at Luo Kunlun!

In the eyes of the Sword Immortal True Monarch, there was not a single distracting thought, only the ultimate sword intent and the utmost sincerity.

The way of the sword is the way of sincerity. Only with utmost sincerity can one cut through anything!

This is also why Lei Fa and Bu Si insisted on having Jian Xian Zhenjun as the main attacker.

The other True Lords are all scheming and ambitious, and they are bound to go back on their word at crucial moments.

Only the Sword Immortal True Lord, who is obsessed with the sword and sincere to the sword, once he has set his sights on a goal, will forge ahead without hesitation, and will never waver even if he is shattered to pieces.

"Help Fellow Daoist Sword Immortal to vanquish this evil spirit!"

Thunder Punishment True Monarch roared, his body engulfed in purple lightning, tens of thousands of bolts of lightning transforming into chains.

Immortal True Monarch followed closely behind, his golden Dharma body swelled to ten thousand feet, like an ancient divine mountain, pressing down on the heavens and earth, causing them to tremble.

All twenty-two True Lords were now pushing their power to the limit!

They wanted to use the power of the Sword Immortal's sword to completely lock down Luo Kunlun, leaving him with no way to avoid it or retreat!

Outside the sword formation, Tantai Hong tightly gripped the Spirit Source Cause and Effect Stone in his palm, a hint of tension flashing in his eyes.

He could sense that the power of the Sword Immortal's sword had surpassed the limits of a true lord, and there were faint signs that it was about to reach an even higher level.

As long as Luo Kunlun uses the technique of causal intervention to dodge this sword, he will immediately take action, throw the causal stone into it, and trigger the causal law punishment originating from the ancestor of cultivators!

All eyes were fixed on the figure in the center of the sword formation.

Success or failure hinges on this!

Faced with this devastating sword strike and the overwhelming onslaught, Luo Kunlun remained calm, or rather, showed a hint of anger.

There was no dodging, no blocking, not even the slightest defensive stance.

"If I am a demon, then what are you?"

"The Way of Sincerity?"

"Cultivators are thieves of heaven and earth, who have acted recklessly for countless years, causing all sorts of calamities, disasters, pain, and darkness..."

"These are purer than any sword intent, and sharper than any sword!"

hum-

The heavy shockwave met the invisible sword.

There was no earth-shattering collision, no deafening roar.

The Heavenly Dao Unification Sword, which embodied the Sword Immortal True Monarch's lifelong cultivation, the invisible sword capable of shattering rules and tearing apart space, shattered.

Sword Immortal's pupils suddenly contracted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the barrier of the sword formation.

His sword intent collapsed!

One sword strike, just one sword strike, and he was defeated!

The entire room fell silent.

Whether it was Thunder Punishment True Monarch, Undying True Monarch, or Dry Bones, Ten Thousand Poisons, and the others, they all stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief.

That was the Heavenly Dao Return to One Sword of the Sword Immortal True Monarch!

That was a sword strike that almost transcended the world!

How could it be... how could it have shattered so easily?

Luo Kunlun slowly lowered his hand, his gaze sweeping over the stunned crowd.

He used the tribulations to cultivate and temper his true spirit, a process that never stopped.

He knew all about the calamities that befell this world.

"Damn it, what kind of lowly commoner are you? You're worse than pigs and dogs! You dare to try cultivating immortality? Do you think someone like you is worthy of cultivating immortality?!"

"Get lost, this isn't a place for someone like you."

"It's time to harvest blood essence again."

"This batch of ginseng is of good quality..."

"Taking your resources is for your own good; you should thank me. You are born with a weak fate and insufficient blessings, yet you insist on seeking immortality. You still need to temper yourself."

"Young friend, this treasure is destined for me. I will first send you to be reincarnated to repay your karmic debts, so that I may take you under my wing."

...

Immortals feed on all things, gods feed on worldly affairs, mortals use all things but cannot obtain them, heavenly beings take all things as their own body, and sages enter into the concept and exist forever.

"You deserve to die."

The next moment, Tantai Hong frantically called the police, abandoning all plans, and immediately fled.

Luo Kunlun stretched out his hand, instantly traversing tens of thousands of miles, distorting and folding space, and pulling him back at an unusual superluminal speed.

"impossible!"

With a cry of surprise, Tantai Hong immediately took action, and in an instant, the landscape was restored.

Relying on the imperial throne, the ruler of the immortal dynasty is like a parasite on the common people, absorbing their life force day and night to sustain himself.

This move is equivalent to trillions of ordinary people in the Yanxian Dynasty taking action simultaneously to save the day.

"You treat the people like cattle and sheep in ordinary times, but when you need them, you still demand strength from them. You despicable scoundrel!"

The Celestial Dynasty established a dynasty, but its power primarily came from within itself. Humanity was important, but not its foundation; one could suppress any resistance from the entire dynasty with one's own strength.

Essentially, this is just a tool for spiritual practice.

Not to mention, emperors and bureaucrats are fundamentally opposed to the general public.

It's not an absolute "black and white" situation, but in essence, the two are inherently opposed.

The ruler of the throne is fundamentally wrong.

Luo Kunlun clenched his five fingers, and the space in his palm twisted wildly. Tantai Hong's body was as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand, and no matter what he did, he could not break free even a little.

In the next instant, the power of trillions of people in the Yanxian Dynasty converged into a golden torrent and surged into Tantai Hong's body.

His aura suddenly surged, and his body shone with golden light. The twelve symbols on his imperial robe seemed to come alive, transforming into twelve phantom images of divine beasts to fight against Luo Kunlun.

"The mountains and rivers will be rebuilt, and the nation will rise like a dragon!" Tantai Hong roared, and the space around him trembled violently.

At the same time, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.

"I am the ruler of the Celestial Dynasty, and all my billions of people are my flesh and blood!"

Tantai Hong's voice was filled with madness. He suddenly made a hand seal, and the golden torrent around his body began to flow in reverse.

He wanted to distribute the damage that Luo Kunlun had inflicted on him to every single person in the Yanxian Dynasty!

We must use the lives of trillions of people to offset this fatal damage!

In an instant, in every corner of the Primordial Great World, whether in bustling capitals or remote villages, countless people let out painful cries. Their life force was rapidly ebbing away, their faces quickly turned pale, and their bodies swayed precariously.

Seeing this, Luo Kunlun snorted coldly, and a thought transformed into an invisible and intangible small sword.

While eliminating those True Lords, Luo Kunlun was also absorbing their knowledge.

And this small sword is one of the results.

This sword is called the Heavenly Connection to the Earth!

It has no sharp edge, no handle, only a sharp intent to sever all ties.

Its power is to sever cause and effect!

Luo Kunlun flicked his finger.

hum-

The sword that cut through the heavens and earth silently ripped through space and arrived in front of Tantai Hong in an instant.

There was no earth-shattering collision; the small sword merely brushed lightly across the golden torrent surrounding Tantai Hong.

The next moment, the causal chain connecting Tantai Hong and trillions of people broke inch by inch!

The golden torrent suddenly dissipated, the pain vanished instantly, and the listless aura slowly returned. Tantai Hong, however, seemed to have been stripped of all his support; his aura plummeted instantly, and his face turned deathly pale.

"Impossible!!" Tantai Hong roared in despair.

The power of the masses upon which he depended for survival, and the imperial authority he was so proud of, all vanished!

Luo Kunlun ignored his roar and clenched his fist tightly.

click-

With a crisp sound, Tantai Hong's body shattered like porcelain, and his fruition, along with it, turned into a sky full of golden light, which was absorbed by Luo Kunlun.

The Spirit Source Cause and Effect Stone, which he had kept close to his body, rolled out from his mangled body and hovered at Luo Kunlun's fingertip.

In the next instant, through the power of the microscopic level, tiny energy fluctuations were created on the Planck scale, artificially forming quantum fluctuations, constructing a spacetime bubble that could transmit material information, and sending the causal stone to an unknown other world.

After absorbing a large amount of fruition and high-dimensional energy, Lokunlun became even stronger.

..........

At the back of the crowd, several quick-witted True Lords had already retreated to the very back when things went wrong, and now they were terrified out of their wits.

One of the True Lords, dressed in a gray robe, turned pale. Staring at Luo Kunlun's demonic figure, his teeth chattered. "Damn it, what the hell is this?! I'm not playing anymore!"

Before he could finish speaking, he directly stripped his own fruit rank away, saying, "You can have my fruit rank! I'm not playing along anymore!"

The moment he was stripped of his fruit, his aura plummeted, but he didn't care. His hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals, and distorted spatial ripples appeared around his body.

With a soft hum, a dark crack appeared in front of him, a passage leading to the subspace.

Without the slightest hesitation, he plunged in headfirst, not daring to look back.

Seeing this, another True Lord also relinquished his position, declaring, "Where there's life, there's hope! These heretics are not human! Retreat!"

He also slipped into the crevice of the subspace.

In the brief instant that Luo Kunlun sent away the Karma Stone, five True Lords abandoned their positions and fled into the subspace, disappearing without a trace.

The remaining True Monarchs looked at each other in bewilderment. They were too close to Luo Kunlun to have time to detach their Fruits or open a subspace passage.

Those surviving True Lords were like lambs to the slaughter before Luo Kunlun.

There were no earth-shattering battles, only one-sided massacres.

Within a few breaths, only Luo Kunlun remained within the sword formation.

On the vast land of Kyushu, the last trace of a True Monarch's aura completely dissipated.

All 365 fruit positions fell into Luo Kunlun's hands.

At the pinnacle of the heavens, rules surge and churn.

It was as if a furnace was roaring around him, with flames shooting into the sky and turning the entire sky gold.

The three hundred and sixty-five fruit positions transformed into three hundred and sixty-five golden rays, surging into the furnace, where they intertwined, merged, and were tempered with the rules of heaven and earth.

At the same time, wisps of dark substance were expelled from Luo Kunlun's body.

Wherever it passes, matter is crushed into neutrons, and the neutrons are then crushed by their own attraction against gravity, creating countless tiny points of spacetime distortion.

This is a tiny black hole that can only exist for a brief moment and will disappear in an instant.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to melt the real fruit, Luo Kunlun was expelling these foreign substances.

At the same time, his body was also transforming into another form.

That will be his trump card for the future.