The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

The colossal, grayish-white object hung beneath the dark sky, its cold, green vertical pupils reflecting a rapidly approaching silver-white meteor.

Wu You's body trembled slightly under the oncoming pressure—not from tension or fear, but from the body's natural reaction to an existence far beyond its own level!

But his eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, without the slightest ripple.

Of course, he wasn't a fool; he wouldn't recklessly charge forward just because he had a cheat system.

His actions at this time were also the result of careful consideration.

On one hand, he couldn't avoid it; his friends and companions were all there, and his clear-sighted sword heart and clear-sighted state of mind wouldn't allow him to escape. Moreover, if he didn't act sooner, the casualties caused by this sinful dragon would likely be considerable, which would be extremely detrimental to the situation later on.

On the other hand, he also really wanted to know just how far he could go.

With his eleventh-tier physical strength, plus the [Lihentian] technique and various sword skills, after revealing most of his trump cards, what is the highest level he can reach?

He was very curious about the answer.

As for the cost in terms of burn-in lifespan, he wasn't so worried. As long as it hadn't burned out, it wasn't a big problem.

After all, he already knew that divinity could help him restore his lifespan, and there was a high probability that the evil dragon in front of him, which was connected to the consciousness of the gods, had some divinity to exploit. Even if there wasn't, the little cat in his pocket must still have some left.

If we take advantage of them a few more times, our lifespan will recover, right?

He already knew that divinity could help him quickly restore his lifespan.

A silvery-white streak of light traced an increasingly bright arc across the sky, drawing ever closer to the grayish-white figure.

The hoarse voice in my head finally couldn't hold back any longer, speaking at more than twice as fast as usual: "???"

"What are you doing?!"

"I know you have many secrets! Your talent would be considered unparalleled even in our world!"

"But you need to understand the situation!"

"The opponent is a 13th-tier Sin Dragon with 14th-tier combat power! Compared to Him, you are just a 11th-tier little Karami."

"If we were to make direct contact, they could probably crush you with a single finger!"

The voice continued:

"And did you see that thing in His mouth that's gathering power?"

"That's Sin Dragon's signature move—the Light of Purification!!! It can ignore all defense, regeneration, and recovery abilities, unleashing a massive, indiscriminate energy purging on the surrounding area!"

"Once He unleashes this attack, a large area around it will likely be transformed into an absolute wasteland!"

"If you're trying to force me to take action this way, don't blame me—"

I could hear that clearly anxious voice in my head.

Wu You only replied with one sentence: "Shut up, little kitty!"

"Watch my moves!"

Just one sentence, and my mind went completely silent.

Then, pure white light suddenly ignited on Wu You's body.

The light initially appeared as a thin layer on the skin's surface, like a thin layer of frost on a windowpane on a winter night, but it began to surge almost instantly, from pale white to bright white to blazing white. The intensity of the light even surpassed the silvery-white true yang ring behind his head.

Pure white flames rose up all over his body, without heat, only a heavy feeling, as if something was being slowly drawn out from the depths of his body, was spreading.

That was the sensation of life burning.

At the same time, as a large portion of his lifespan was consumed, a tremendous power rose from his body, and his eleventh-tier aura began to rise.

The threshold of the twelfth level was easily pierced as if it were a piece of paper, and then it continued to rise and expand until the pressure of that aura made his own bones begin to make a slight cracking sound.

After a while.

That power filled every inch of his flesh and blood, stretching him so much that he felt a throbbing pain deep inside, as if he were about to burst.

Thirteenth level!

At the same time, a strange feeling arose in his senses. It was as if a door he had never noticed before had been blown open a crack by the wind, and something behind it was waiting for him to touch. Without hesitation, he reached out.

Without any hesitation, Wu You made a decision.

The next instant, a pure white longsword phantom spanning the heavens and the earth appeared behind him. The sword's blade pierced through the sky and earth of the entire deep dark domain, its bottom disappearing into the dark mist, and its top piercing into the rotating black vortex.

The sword radiated an endless, bright light, which was not scorching but exceptionally pure, as if it could wash away all impurities.

The bright light encompassed the Sin Dragon gathering power in the sky above, the three strongholds below, and a large area of ​​gray surroundings within its radiant range.

For the first time, a slight change appeared in the green vertical pupils of the Divine Child-level Sin Dragon. It was extremely subtle, but the cold gaze finally shifted slightly away from Wu You and landed on the illusory image of the pure white giant sword.

The hoarse voice, which had been silent, rang in Wu You's mind again, this time low and with an almost solemn caution: "This is... authority?"

But after a moment's pause, it negated itself, "No, that's not right...!"

On the other side, Wei Lao, atop the city wall of Yunshang stronghold, reacted and looked at the silvery-white streak that was merely a tiny shooting star compared to the gray-white behemoth. He punched the city wall's battlements, his eyes filled with self-reproach. Though he never swore, his eyes were bloodshot, and he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Damn it!!!"

He had read the details of the previous Lanhe Divine Descent incident and knew that Wu You had a special ability to burn his life force to gain power, but he also knew how much Wu You had paid for that last battle.

Now that the Lanhe God descended last time, Wu You had finally recovered enough to advance normally, but now he has to burn himself out again for these old fogies.

Moreover, it hasn't been long since the last divine descent incident. Even if Wu You has recovered somewhat, how much vitality can he still burn?

Going there now is just a last-ditch effort for them!

It's practically the same as sending someone to their death!

The more he thought about it, the tighter Old Wei clenched his fists, and the more uneasy he felt!

Damn it, I'm so damn useless!!!

Hu Lie, standing to the side, was the same; his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and his chest felt as if something was blocking it, unable to go up or down.

That feeling of blockage is more painful than any wound.

Despite his inner turmoil, Elder Wei tried his best to remain calm and ordered, "Abandon the charging of the psionic shield!"

"Use all energy to activate the attack mode of the city-protecting ritual!"

The remaining energy is insufficient to defend against the next attack from that grayish-white behemoth. It's better to use it to assist Wu You and make a final stand!

But the next moment, the enormous longsword that pierced through the heavens and earth occupied Wei Lao's entire field of vision.

The pure, flawless, dreamlike light emanating from it fell on him like a silent snowfall, carrying the scent of a higher level of power that he had sensed in some places before.

In his early years, he followed behind the Fifth Lord Li and witnessed the actions of many powerful figures of different ranks. At that time, he had been in a more central position for a period of time.

At this moment, all those memories were brought back to life by the scene before him.

He raised his head, looking at the pure white sword shadow that stretched across the sky and earth, his pupils reflecting the spreading light:

"Vague and traceless, untouched by worldly noise; shimmering and ethereal, a pure and bright light..."

"This is... a Dharma image?!"