I became a god through frontier slaughter, and I crushed the academy's prodigies!

Shen Tian instantly traversed a hundred kilometers, dragging his battle blade backward along his right arm.

The eighteen rules form a chain that wraps around the blade.

It cuts a rift hundreds of kilometers long through the space along the way.

Yuanmo had just looked up when the knife arrived.

Too fast!

He controlled an eight-armed demon god, with four giant arms simultaneously blocking his chest.

Four layers of bone shields grew from the surface of the demon arm.

Each layer of bone shield is three thousand meters thick, filled with endless abyssal demonic energy.

Countless dark red runes moved among the bones, connecting the four bone shields into a whole.

The blade flashed.

Boom boom boom!

The triple barrier shattered instantly, pierced by the power of creation.

Upon contact with the blade on the fourth layer, the abyssal runes on its surface lit up wildly, then went out in patches.

boom!

Yuanmo, along with the eight-armed demon god's avatar, flew backwards.

The four arms that were blocking his chest were severed at the elbows.

The fracture was smooth, and the remaining grayish-white death energy climbed upwards along the bones.

"Shen Tian!"

Yuanmo roared, his remaining four arms reaching out to grab at the void.

Black chains shot into the sky, numbering over 100,000.

Each chain was hundreds of meters thick, with hooks at the front, which were used to lock onto Shen Tian's limbs, spine, and head.

Shen Tian did not slow down.

The projection of the Asura world unfolded from behind, and the crimson power of the physical body domain transformed into destructive lightning that swirled around him.

The moment the chains entered the area, their speed immediately dropped by 90%.

Shen Tian reached forward with his left hand and grabbed.

Within the physical realm, the destructive lightning roared like a raging dragon, annihilating everything.

One hundred thousand chains bent and broke simultaneously.

The black orb of light generated by the explosion covered thousands of kilometers, but it was firmly suppressed in place by the projection of the Asura World, unable to spread outward.

The next moment, Shen Tian burst out of the black light.

"Didn't you want to devour my world?"

He stepped on the chest of the eight-armed demon god.

The bronze-colored divine patterns suddenly shone brightly.

"Why did you cancel the payment now?"

Boom!

The 100,000-meter-tall demonic image plummeted downwards.

It shattered space along its path, its massive body brushing past the ocean that hung upside down in the air.

Tens of millions of tons of seawater were instantly evaporated, and white water vapor was sprayed into the sky at a height of 10,000 meters.

Yuanmo's internal energy and blood surged.

The backlash from the dragon's death continues.

Every time he invoked the laws of the abyss, his very essence would be torn apart by excruciating pain.

This human had just gone through a series of battles, but his condition had returned to its peak.

We can't keep swapping wounds!

If the fighting continues, the Dharma Form will collapse first.

The thought had barely formed when Yuanmo's vision was once again filled with a purple-gold light.

Shen Tian swooped down.

The battle blade pierced the chest of the demon god's avatar, penetrating from the front to the back.

The grayish-white death aura poured in along the blade, and the abyssal laws within the Dharma form quickly lost their luster.

Yuanmo gripped the back of the blade with both hands, forcefully suppressing the blade from penetrating deeper.

"Do you think you've won just by killing one weapon?"

"You can't even protect your own life, yet you have the nerve to talk about winning or losing?"

Shen Tian twisted his wrist.

The blade spins.

A cavity with a diameter of over 10,000 meters appeared in the demon's chest.

A large amount of demonic energy spewed out from the wound, sweeping across the sky like a black hurricane.

Yuanmo suddenly raised his knee.

The demon god's avatar moved in sync with the movement, its knee striking Shen Tian's abdomen.

Shen Tian drew his sword and blocked the attack.

A loud crash resounded.

The impact traveled through the Asura Saint Armor into the body and was then dispersed to the limbs and bones by the Eternal Overlord Body.

He glided uphill for 300 kilometers, and just as his feet came to a stop, his body pressed down again.

Yuanmo's pupils contracted.

Shen Tian barely paused!

In the distance, pure white sword light collided continuously with silver-gray spatial rift blades.

Three of the six wings behind the rift have broken off.

Ouyang Qianjue's coarse cloth robe was also cut open in several places by the spatial blade, and a shocking scar was also left on his shoulder.

"Get out of here!"

Rift was terrified; this guy's fighting style was too fierce.

Completely disregarding the consequences.

All they do is kill!

The wings intertwined, slashing out a silver cross.

The cross-shaped crack spans 50,000 kilometers, stripping away matter along with light wherever it goes.

Although Ouyang Qianjue was also seriously injured, he was unusually excited.

High morale.

Before Shen Tian rose to prominence, he was already the number one killer among the human race on Blue Star.

Sword cultivators are primarily focused on killing and warfare.

For the past few decades, he has been seeking a way to break through to the tenth level, remaining dormant for many years.

Having finally broken through to the tenth rank, I've encountered such an evenly matched opponent.

Today, he will use this battle to vent his pent-up frustrations of many years!

The battle was exhilarating!

The ten-thousand-meter-long sword rose up from the ground.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin".

The billions of sword energies that filled this airspace flowed back simultaneously, condensing into a pure white giant sword that was 100,000 meters long.

The greatsword collided head-on with the silver cross.

Two highly condensed laws cut each other, forming a black and white interwoven sphere.

The sphere held for less than two seconds before suddenly collapsing inward.

Liekong's expression changed drastically.

"Yuanmo, stop him for me!"

"Mind your own business first!"

Yuanmo raised his hand and unleashed a beam of demonic light, forcing back Shen Tian, ​​who was approaching again.

His gaze swept quickly across the battlefield.

The dragon is dead.

Rift Sky was suppressed by Ouyang Qianjue.

Four of his eight arms were severed, and Shen Tian had also ripped a large hole in his chest.

The remaining time for the ultimate burst will not exceed ten minutes.

The rules of Earth are rejecting them.

For every additional second that the power of the tenth rank is maintained, a portion of the source will be reduced.

Continuing to fight will only result in being defeated one by one.

The karmic fire in Yuanmo's eyes pulsed wildly.

It seems we have no choice but to ask for help.

Originally, Yuanmo wanted to monopolize the fortune of Shen Tian, ​​the chosen one of this world.

After returning to the endless world, a scene of a king's return unfolds.

But judging from the current situation, the waters of Earth are very deep.

He couldn't grasp this opportunity!

We must request assistance!

We beseech the army of the Abyss to descend!

The Endless World is separated from Blue Star by countless spatial layers.

Under normal circumstances, no information can pass through the dimensional barrier.

But the Abyss Clan has its own way.

They can send messages through bloodlines.

As soon as the thought crossed Yuanmo's mind, he immediately bit off the tip of his tongue.

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

The essence and blood did not disperse, but instead condensed into a vertical pupil in the void.

Inside the pupil, billions of dark red demonic patterns rapidly overlapped, emanating a chilling aura.

Using bloodline as a guide and origin as a sacrifice, they forcibly crossed the dimensional barrier.

The cost was equally heavy.

Once the blood seal is burned, Yuanmo's royal blood will be permanently lost.

At best, one's cultivation level will regress; at worst, one's bloodline grade will drop, thus losing the qualification to advance to the Abyss Lord.

But Shen Tian had already reached them.

The purple-gold blade light traversed three hundred kilometers, leaving a dark crack along its path.

Before the blade even fell, the deathly aura of annihilation had already invaded Yuanmo's domain, reducing the circulation speed of the abyssal demonic energy within his body by 20%.

"Awesome!"

Yuanmo formed a hand seal, his voice booming like thunder.

His black and red vertical pupils suddenly opened.

boom!

Crimson flames rose up.

Yuanmo's chest then split open, and three drops of royal blood, each the size of a fist, flew out from his heart and disappeared into his vertical pupil.

His breath stopped on the spot.