At the mont when An Jing spoke, Lian Bai Zheng was taken aback, and even the violent power paused for a mont.
And in the next instant, a Spiritual Fiend, several tis more ferocious than before, surged violently from his body. A pattern resembling the veins of leaves, the battle marks of the Great Dao, suddenly appeared on Lian Bai Zheng’s face.
At this mont, in the eyes of this True Transmission disciple of the Refining True Path, a blood-red light of rage, burning almost like a nova, was ignited!
The sound of teeth grinding ca from his mouth, word by word: "Don’t be too arrogant, Heavenly Mandate!"
"Let show you my strength!"
Regarding Lian Bai Zheng’s furious counterattack, the Observer who followed An Jing, the True Transmission disciple of the Divine Ancestor, Hui Tianyu, who didn’t join the fight, described it afterward like this.
"In that mont, Lian Bai Zheng manifested his True Spirit, a giant blood-colored tree, and the Divine Blade of God Invasion and Life Destruction in his hand, was the root of the blood-colored tree."
"In an instant, it took root in the Earth Vein of the Zhaolin Realm, and in the flood of Spiritual Fiend created by the self-destruction of Sun Candle Day, crazily absorbing power."
"The soil, earth, rock, and air of the Zhaolin Realm all beca the nourishnt for Lian Bai Zheng. The Divine Wood True Spirit grew larger and larger, transforming into the largest ’Divine Blade: God Invasion and Life Destruction.’"
"The re existence of the Divine Blade was like a blood-colored Heavenly Pillar, splitting the sky, able to cleave the sun and moon, bringing with it this incredible, terrifying might, slashing down toward An Jing."
"When the blade light exploded, the Great Void shattered, countless red rays of blood spread in the void, everyone and everything, including myself at that ti, felt a wisp of Blood Qi being stirred and swayed within our bodies. This was a trace of Heavenly Venerate Power, a strand of profound strength based on Lian Bai Zheng’s foundation in the Refining True Path, as if the entire world existed to be cleaved, annihilated, and absorbed by this blade, becoming its nourishnt."
"Truly incredible, almost like a true Divine Demon."
"What? You ask... who won in the end?"
Asked by others, Hui Tianyu was taken aback, silent, lowered his head, then raised it.
He shook his finger, sighed with a smile: "That’s a stupid question."
"Of course it’s An Jing!"
"Indeed, it was a strong attack, but if you have to talk about its effect, it just made An Jing take it seriously!"
At this mont, in Tang Valley.
Facing this blade from Lian Bai Zheng, carrying the power of Heavenly Venerate, as if to devour, annihilate, and transform the entire world into its nourishnt, An Jing originally intended to dodge.
A Martial Artist isn’t a fool; if you can dodge, why take it head-on? It’s not like standing there unmoved like a tough guy getting smacked on the face with a shitty mop.
That’s stupidity, not bravery.
But at this mont, An Jing found that the space around him was already shattered.
His every move, every flicker of thought, seed to be eternally frozen at the previous mont—just before being slashed.
He was locked into that only possibility of being hit by the blade.
Heavenly Venerate. Undoubtedly, this was the power of Lingxiao Heavenly Venerate.
——Interesting, starting to substitute in battle now?
No. That’s not right.
In the mont the thought arose, An Jing imdiately sensed that this wasn’t a complete substitution because the source of this power still lay within Lian Bai Zheng himself.
This True Transmission disciple of the Refining True Path had already touched upon the essence of life’s withering and rejuvenation and the cycle of life and reincarnation through years of devouring, transformation, and the growth of the Divine Wood True Spirit.
This was already within the scope of Chrono-Light’s principles.
Thus, he wasn’t being held by external force but forcibly fixed on the path of inevitable destruction by the opponent’s Dao and principle, destined to be slain by the ’God Invasion and Life Destruction’, which had transford into the root of the Divine Wood, and absorbed!
"Indestructible, Lian Bai Zheng of the Refining True Path, I take you seriously."
Confronted with this life-threatening situation, An Jing instead laughed, with flas of intensity igniting in his eyes: "Because among everyone present, they’re just doing everything they can to fight ."
"But you." In this instant, An Jing’s gaze locked onto that blood-red figure rged with the Divine Blade: "Have co to duel to the death with !"
Since the opponent had risked his life, An Jing too held nothing back.
He also drew from his Cave Heaven the Heavenly Sword that symbolized the punishnt of heaven.
Heavenly Punishnt Sword!
When this sword appeared, mysterious red divine light soared into the sky, the world transford with turbulent winds and clouds, ten thousand bolts of lightning struck as if the very power of heaven’s punishnt had incarnated into form.
rely its presence incited trembling from the very depth of every soul among the Martial Artists present, as if all their sins would be judged and adjudicated beneath this sword!
"A new Heavenly Sword?! A brand-new Sword Intent!"
So well-inford Observing Sword Cultivators exclaid: "When was it born?! Why isn’t it recorded in the Sword Court!"
"Wow!" At the sa ti, countless Sword Cultivators sighed with emotion: "Being able to witness the birth of a new Heavenly Sword, dying is worthwhile!"
"This is bad!" anwhile, other knowledgeable, but not sword-obsessed Martial Artists felt a chill down their spines, shouting a warning to those around them: "Everyone, retreat quickly! If you don’t want to be crushed by the shockwave, raise your defenses!"
In the next instant, the Heavenly Punishnt Sword and the God Invasion and Life Destruction carrying the power of Heavenly Venerate, clashed with a roar!
There was no earth-shattering boom, only a mont of deathly silence.
It was as if the entirety of the world’s sound was devoured, obliterated by these two ultimate powers. Following that, a colossal blood-red sphere of Spiritual Fiend, composed purely of destruction and annihilation, erupted from the point of collision between the two Divine Weapons!
A wisp of uncontrolled Sword Qi overflowed from within, casually slicing down toward the ground below.
The earth split apart.
A massive chasm, so deep as to be unfathomable, spread at an incredible speed visible to the naked eye, dividing everything in its path—whether solid rock layers or boiling oceans of light—into halves.
In just a few breaths, a terrifying chasm stretching hundreds of miles long and over ten yards wide had taken form.
Endless geothermal heat erupted from the wound in the earth, lting the rock walls on either side of the canyon to red molten lava in an instant.
Magma flowed like rivers, gathering, churning, and rushing rapidly within the newly ford canyon.
After this strike, the Heavenly Punishnt Sword quietly disintegrated, and An Jing lost his sword.
anwhile, on the other side, Lian Bai Zheng’s figure seed to be struck by lightning, blood spurting wildly, his entire body a mangled ss of flesh and blood, transforming into a blood-colored teor flying backward, slamming into an unknown location, his life or death uncertain.
And at this mont, the figure of Mo Kongche already appeared above him.
"Idol, you are indeed this strong, beyond imagination, I truly admire you!"
He laughed heartily, also activating the Heavenly Venerate foundation, his whole body surrounded by the purest brilliance.
At this mont, the words of admiration continued to spill from Mo Kongche’s mouth, like a true Martial Artist eting an idol, filled with reverence, excitent, joy, and a kind of ’expectation’, towards the strong figure he longed for—
He swung an axe down!
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