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

The moment the pure white giant sword stretched across the sky, the guards on the walls of the other two strongholds were stunned for a moment almost simultaneously.

The sword shadow that stretched across the sky was so striking that it looked as if someone had used a tube of silver-white dye to draw a vertical line from the ground to the sky on the dark gray canvas, with its bottom end plunging into the dark mist and its top disappearing into the edge of a black vortex.

Although they didn't know exactly what had happened, and couldn't see who was enveloped in that silvery-white light, the level of power fluctuations was undeniable.

Although they didn't know the specifics of what happened, they reacted quickly.

"An extremely powerful individual has made a move!!!" The garrison commander of the Dongjiang Province outpost shouted into his headset, "Continue the attack!!!"

Similar commands rang out simultaneously from the city walls of the Lincang provincial stronghold. The attack mode of the city protection ritual lit up again, and several thick, pure white energy pillars began to condense again, preparing for the next round of salvo.

At this moment, Wu You was not distracted at all, focusing all his attention on himself and the grayish-white, ferocious giant above him.

"You can reach the thirteenth level with more than 60% of your lifespan."

"The situation is much better than I expected."

"It seems that as strength increases, the lifespan of the combustible fuel increases significantly."

These thoughts flashed through his mind.

Feeling the power within him still rising, he quickly added:

"However, the God of Beasts said that the opponent has mastered various rules and abilities and can fight beyond their level. The thirteenth level is still not very stable."

As soon as the thought settled, the white light surged outwards from the surface of his skin, and the pure white flames on his body also flared up again.

The light emanating from the illusory image of the towering sword became even more dazzling, and the halo at the edge changed from silvery white to a near-transparent incandescent white, as if even the color of the light itself had been burned purer.

The enormous, grayish-white creature above clearly sensed something was amiss, and its pair of cold, green vertical pupils flickered slightly.

Then His powerful maw snapped shut, abruptly interrupting the energy surge that was gathering within His mouth. A few wisps of dark light seeped from between His teeth, scattering like burnt tobacco.

He changed his strategy, instead of indiscriminately unleashing the purifying light that was gathering, he compressed all his power into a single point and opened his giant mouth towards the pure white figure below that was emitting an increasingly intense light!

The next instant, a black orb filled with a cold, deathly aura emerged from His mouth.

The ball of light was only half the size of His head, but its surface was so black it was like liquid darkness, with tiny cracks along its edges. Wherever it passed, even the air was torn apart with a sharp shriek.

The ball of light, trailing a long tail that was disintegrating and reforming, hurtled straight toward the pure white figure.

At the same time, Wu You, who was flying at high speed, also felt a warning that made his hair stand on end.

We've been locked on! There's no escaping it!

However, he didn't even consider the option of dodging; all his attention was now focused on something else.

The illusory image of the towering sword, radiating boundless light, trembled slightly, and its light seemed to brighten for a fleeting moment.

Then, the light in the green vertical pupils of the gray-white sin dragon, which had just spat out a deathly black orb, went out without warning.

Those cold, ruthless eyes were like two lights that had been turned off at the same time; the last glimmer of light in their pupils vanished without a trace in an instant.

His enormous body began to disintegrate from the head, like the remains of a body burned through from the inside by flames. From scales to muscles to bones, layer by layer, it turned into grayish-white smoke and dust, slowly dissipating, fading, and disappearing along with the flow of dark mist.

The whole process was unusually quiet; there was no explosion, no aftershocks, it just disappeared without a trace.

The illusory image of the towering sword also dissipated, leaving only Wu You, who was almost covered in blood.

At this moment, blood was seeping from every pore of his body. His long white hair was stained red with blood, and his black trench coat was soaked through, turning from deep black to a moist dark brown, with tiny blood droplets dripping from the edges.

Once it was confirmed that the divine-level sin dragon had indeed been killed and the experience points had been credited to his account, Wu You finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Experience points +2000 million!

Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Hidden Realm +900%!

Divinity +10!

Although it only took a moment from when the Sinful Dragon launched its attack to when it was killed.

But Wu You did a lot in that instant.

First, we determined the method to kill the opponent!

The God of Beasts once said that only a single, instant kill can defeat Fang; otherwise, if Fang realizes he cannot defeat him, he will immediately run away!

Wu You, who had burned through so much of his lifespan, certainly couldn't have done it just to repel Him.

So, how can we kill this god-level dragon in one blow?

Wu You's first thought was to use the Xuan Suo Sword to seal the opponent's abilities, then use the Quan Ji Sword to expand its domain to enhance himself and weaken the opponent, and finally use the extremely powerful Shu Jie Sword to kill him instantly!

But when he thought about how the other side had extremely strong resistance to negative effects, he immediately gave up the idea.

If the Xuan Suo Sword fails to lock down the opponent's abilities, and the Quan Ji Domain fails to weaken him, resulting in the Shu Jie Sword ultimately failing to kill him in one strike, then things will be terrible!

Therefore, Wu You chose the Hengcai Sword!

The opponent is very strong, possessing an extremely powerful physical body and soul, and is immune to almost all negative status effects. All of these combined allow Him to even fight beyond His level!

However, the ability to fight beyond one's level is both its terrifying aspect and its limitation!

Although He can reach the fourteenth level of combat power by leaping one level, in essence, He is just a thirteenth-level individual!

As long as the opponent's rank is lower than Wu You's, the instant death judgment of the Hengcai Sword can ignore all other conditions and instantly kill the opponent!

So in that instant, Wu You did two things.

The first thing I did was use [Lihentian] to raise my strength to the fourteenth level!

The second thing is to lock onto the opponent with the Balance Sword!

After Wu You completed these two tasks, the outcome was already predetermined.

. . .

On the city wall of Yunshang stronghold, Old Wei's eyes had not yet left the spot where the pure white giant sword had disappeared.

His gaze fell on the bloodied figure who had regained his footing in mid-air, and he felt as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

Those bloodshot eyes stared at the young man whose body was soaked in blood. His lips moved, but in the end, he only breathed a very heavy sigh.

The leaders of the other two outposts also witnessed the entire process of the grayish-white behemoth turning into smoke and dissipating.

Their grip on the battlements tightened and loosened; no one could quite believe that the grayish-white behemoth that had descended with such absolute invincibility was gone just like that.

After a long silence, the garrison commander of the Dongjiang Province outpost finally murmured, "...He's dead already?"

Meanwhile, at the boundaries of various forbidden zones in the deep dark domain, both sides engaged in battle witnessed the entire process from the descent of the gray-white sin dragon to its attack and its sudden disappearance.

The sight of the grayish-white smoke slowly dissipating in the dark fog was observed by all the torchbearers and the dark figures who were facing off.

A man in a black trench coat, with a red halo spinning behind his head, caught his breath after dodging an attack by a jet-black rune.

"Oh."

"You've made such a big fuss just to send over a 13th-tier sin dragon?"

None of the dark figures opposite them responded.

They glanced simultaneously in the direction where the grayish-white smoke had dissipated, then looked away and rushed back towards the black trench coats in front of them.

The aftershocks of the conflict resurfaced, and the border battlefield once again descended into a prolonged stalemate.

But soon, the torchbearers also noticed something was wrong:

The vortex in the sky remained the same size, still slowly rotating, its edges still churning with dark currents!