Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

That "Separating Turbidity" sword strike, seemingly slow, was actually faster than lightning, ignoring spatial distance, and appeared directly in front of Xie Xiaoyi.

The sword energy wasn't targeting Xie Xiaoyi's physical body, but rather the surging aura of the Ancestral Dragon surrounding him.

What Wang Zijian needs to do is sever the ancestral dragon energy in his body, separate that power again, and restore it to its pure and impure state!

If successful, Xie Xiaoyi's true energy will dissipate, the giant sword will shatter, and he will be defeated even if he is not invincible.

"What a brilliant idea of ​​'dispersing turbidity'!"

Xie Xiaoyi let out a low shout, and his true energy burst forth from his body, converging at his fist, and he slammed it out at the sword energy in front of him!

Wherever the fist struck, space twisted and collapsed, forming a brief vortex.

At the same time, the hundred-foot-long giant sword suddenly disintegrated, transforming into more than five thousand sword lights, all of which wrapped around his right arm!

In an instant, his entire right arm was enveloped by layers of sword energy, forming a giant sword arm!

The fist is the sword.

The sword is also a fist.

Defying the heavens, it crashed fiercely into the "Dispersing Turbidity" sword!

clang--!!!

With a deafening explosion, two extreme forces collided and annihilated each other in their most fundamental form.

On one side is the "opening of heaven and earth" that seeks to separate the pure from the impure and return to chaos.

On one side is the "Heaven-Shaking Fist," a fist that unites a thousand swords into one and reigns supreme.

All that could be heard was the incessant clicking sound.

The space at the summit of Zijin Peak, like shattered glass, began to crack and spread.

The spectators below were already dumbfounded, deeply shocked, and unable to contain themselves.

"The sword returns to the fist, and the fist is the sword... Xie Xiaoyi has actually combined martial arts and swordsmanship to such an extent!"

"Wang Zijian's power to create the world is even more terrifying, capable of briefly splitting space in two... What level is that?"

Xiao Lingyun and Luo Yidao exchanged a glance. Although their cultivation levels were vastly different from the two powerful figures in mid-air, they could both see that—

Xie Xiaoyi has now surpassed their master Cui Juqing. Apart from the banished immortal Wang Zijian, he is probably truly the number one in the world.

"Open it!"

The stalemate lasted only a few breaths before Xie Xiaoyi roared, and the power of the giant sword arm surged once more!

Wang Zijian's brow twitched almost imperceptibly.

"Break!" Xie Xiaoyi unleashed another punch, and the arm of the giant sword trembled violently!

boom--!!!

The Heaven-Opening Sword Qi shattered, turning into countless points of light that dissipated.

The arm of the greatsword was also covered with cracks, and the sword energy wrapped around it was as solid as a tangible substance, falling off in a rustling sound.

Everyone in the martial arts world knew that Xie Xiaoyi had finally accepted the second sword strike of the Heaven-Opening Sword!

Moreover, it was a direct and domineering attack that broke through the enemy lines!

Xie Xiaoyi, panting heavily, casually flicked away the shattered sword energy from his arm and grinned at Wang Zijian:

"In the beginning of chaos, heaven and earth were established! The light and pure rose to become the sky, and the heavy and turbid sank to become the earth."

Your "Dispersing Turbidity" technique seems a bit dull! Is there a third strike? If not, it's my turn!

His voice resounded across the fields, his heroic spirit soared to the clouds.

A burst of exclamations and cheers erupted from the crowd watching below.

"Impressive! He actually broke through two sword strikes from the Sword God, and even gained a slight advantage!"

"Excellent! Xie Xiaoyi truly brings honor to mortals. So what if he's a banished immortal?"

"Yes! Sword Gods and Celestial Immortals, are they born with a special destiny?"

Wang Zijian ignored the mortals, slowly lowered the Heaven-Opening Sword, and suddenly sighed softly:

"The third sword... was originally reserved for that 'old friend' in heaven! I never expected it would be used on earth today."

As he spoke, he gently turned his wrist, and the Heaven-Opening Sword emitted a long, drawn-out sword cry.

"This sword is still called Kaitian! But this technique is called—Guixu."

The moment the words were spoken, the world suddenly went dark.

Wang Zijian's sword energy was contained and no longer released outwards, causing the aura of the entire Purple Gold Peak to continuously sink and collapse, as if it were about to fall into endless nothingness.

"Returning to nothingness...all things return to stillness, all laws return to nothingness."

"Once this sword is drawn, even the body of an immortal will return to nothingness, with no distinction between purity and impurity, and life and death becoming one."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and thrust out with his sword.

There was no earth-shattering sound, only an almost invisible vortex, locking Xie Xiaoyi's aura, slowly drifting away.

Return to the Ruins...

East of the Bohai Sea, for countless miles, lies a great chasm, a bottomless valley, its bottom unfathomable, named Guixu.

The waters of the eight directions and nine fields, and the flow of the Milky Way, all flow into it, yet it neither increases nor decreases.

Legend has it that this is the place where all the waters of heaven, earth, and the four seas eventually converge, the place where all things end and return to their final resting place.

The sword technique is named after this, which gives a glimpse into its essence.

With that one sword strike, Xie Xiaoyi's hair stood on end, because he sensed it—

That's not an attack, it's devouring, it's dissolving.

It is to drag his entire being, along with his breath, power, and soul, into nothingness.

Xie Xiaoyi's expression turned serious, and there was no longer a trace of jest.

He could clearly feel that his true energy, sword intent, and even the blood and qi of his body were being drawn by that sword mark.

"You want me reduced to nothingness? Not so easy!"

With a roar, he raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand together, unleashing the full power within him.

The power of the four symbols—dragon, phoenix, tortoise, and qilin—was unleashed together, intertwining and entwining with the true energy of the ancestral dragon, forming a thick, multicolored light shield around his body.

Man is sword, and sword is man.

Xie Xiaoyi had assumed a sword stance, his index and middle fingers casually pointing out: "Sword! Xie Mo, the blade is revealed, life and death are decided, one finger settles all grudges!"

"Discarding a donkey after it has served its purpose"—

With a single shout, the sword energy at his fingertips twisted into a towering sword energy tornado in front of him!

The wind howled like thunder, and the swords roared to the heavens.

Thousands of sword energies spun wildly, tore, and roared within the tornado, their power growing stronger with each rotation, and their sword intent becoming ever more intense.

Hua Youwu then turned to Xie Daoyun: "Old Calculator, what do you think?"

Xie Daoyun stroked his beard and exclaimed in surprise:

"This is no ordinary sword strike; it's clearly a world-destroying tornado unleashed by the combined fury of the four divine beasts, a roar that shakes heaven and earth!"

At the foot of Zijin Mountain, all the martial arts practitioners held their breath and focused intently on Wang Zijian and Xie Xiaoyi's third sword strike.

One is a dark, silent void, the other a raging, five-colored roar.

The next moment, Xie Xiaoyi pointed his sword and pushed it forward sharply—

The Void of Return and the Tornado of Sword Qi collided with a deafening roar!

call--

At first, it was like a gentle breeze, then the heavens and earth trembled together, and then, between the peaks of Zijin Mountain, space began to be squeezed and torn to its extreme.

The Void will devour everything, and the Tornado will tear apart nothingness.

The vortex collapsed inwards frantically, while the tornado burst outwards, strangling everything in its path.

Xie Xiaoyi and Wang Zijian each guarded their own source, their true energy flowing like a river, continuously injecting into their respective power.

The sword energy was annihilated, only to be replenished by the power of the Four Symbols; the void was torn apart, only to be mended again by the sword intent of the Returning Void.

It seemed that only two fundamental forces were colliding in the world.

The new emperor Yan was greatly shocked. No wonder Xie Xiaoyi was able to cut off the three-hundred-year fortune of the Great Sheng Dynasty with his sword!

It turns out that his sword intent was already on par with that of his ancestor, the Sword God Prince Jian.