Facing the incoming flying swords, Zhou Bai opened his mouth and spat out, one after another, twelve shield-like chanical minions, blocking the twelve flying swords in front of him.
As the shields shattered one by one, Zhou Bai had already disappeared again. His Primordial Spirit, invisible and intangible, had possessed another chanical minion.
Thus, the two of them fought fiercely in the Luotian Realm. Divine Skills wielded the Purple Qi Constructing Light Sword, with the twelve flying swords slashing wildly, slaughtering everything in their path.
Zhou Bai, however, turned his Primordial Spirit into a shadowless and formless entity, roaming everywhere, often stooping to possess different chanical minions, and from his mouth, he spat out batches of chanical minions, using various powers to restrain Divine Skills.
While Zhou Bai was restraining Divine Skills he was also manipulating chanical minions to whisper his na, turning the Luotian Realm completely into his battlefield.
The fight carried them from the heavens to the ground and then back up to the sky.
Each move, each technique, shattered the earth, pulverized the sky, and reduced the manor and palaces that Divine Skills had built within the Luotian Realm to dust.
Even more, pieces of tal debris scattered across the sky – all that remained of the chanical minions.
During the struggle, as the chanical minions whispered, the void's penetration of the Luotian Realm beca more severe, and the twisting phenonon intensified.
In the sky, the clouds spun violently, gradually taking on Zhou Bai's face.
On the ground, vast expanses of mud and dust twisted and contorted, forming countless heads of Zhou Bai, spreading densely across the land and opening their mouths wide, emitting unintelligible screams.
Even as Divine Skills looked down, he saw Zhou Bai's face erging on the blade of a flying sword.
The last ti Zhou Bai fought with Li Zhengdao, he had only let loose a batch of insect-shaped chanical minions, causing Li Zhengdao to be thrown into disarray.
But this ti, Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit had descended in person, and after a series of restraints and entanglents, he had increased the damage caused by the twisted phenonon by more than tenfold.
As the Luotian Realm suffered such severe distortion, Divine Skills, whose heart and soul were connected to it, felt increasingly chaotic in his mind, with waves of anger, sorrow, and frenzied emotions bursting forth.
"This won't do. If this continues, I will mutate."
Divine Skills looked at the desolate Luotian Realm and made a resolute decision. With a heavy heart, he activated the catastrophic weapon, the Yuan Yang Divine Light Bottle.
Under the scorching white light, the temperature of all matter within the Luotian Realm rose at a rate of ten degrees per second.
Divine Skills watched as his painstakingly collected elixirs and materials began to degrade, his collected books, dicinal herbs, and magical instrunts gradually began to show damage, and as the entire Luotian Realm began to burn, he felt as though his heart was bleeding.
Contrarily, the chanical minions created by Zhou Bai were more resistant to high temperatures, maintaining operational status despite degrees in the tens or hundreds.
"Zhou Bai!"
"Get out of here!"
Divine Skills pushed his Purple Qi Constructing Light Sword to the extre, relentlessly pursuing Zhou Bai.
It seed that the attack from the Yuan Yang Divine Light Bottle had slowed down Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit. Finally, six streams of Sword Qi and six rays of sword light entwined together on Zhou Bai's ascent, and with a series of crisp clattering noises amidst the collision between the twelve flying swords and the Apocalypse Heavenly Skeleton Armor, Zhou Bai was completely surrounded by the sword strikes.
But under this encirclent and slaughter, Zhou Bai was concurrently administering Laziness treatnt and focusing on defense. Surprisingly, Divine Skills couldn't overco him for an extended period.
"He's that resilient without the ring? What kind of Protective Gang Qi has he cultivated?"
Divine Skills' heart was filled with shock and uncertainty, finding that Zhou Bai before him kept breaking the norms and overturning his understanding ti and again.
Especially that steel body of his, which truly seed as if it were made of diamond—unbreakable. No matter how he attacked, the other remained unblemished, without a trace of weakness.
When he had just used the Nine Realms Flying Sword to strike the Void Crown, he had already felt that this thing was outrageously hard.
Now, striking Zhou Bai's body, he couldn't help but want to curse within his heart, "This is the first ti I've seen a person tougher than a magical treasure! Then why the hell do you even use magical treasures for protection?!"
Another sword strike landed on Zhou Bai's head. Zhou Bai's figure paused ever so slightly, only to be completely healed by the Laziness treatnt, and once again he fought vigorously against the Heavenly Demon.
Watching Zhou Bai erge unscathed, while the situation in the Luotian Realm beca increasingly worse, the Heavenly Demon could even see one Void Gap after another forming, with Zhou Bai's heads continuously squeezing through them.
It looked as if the Luotian Realm was being torn apart little by little.
"I can't keep this up with Zhou Bai any longer! Both I and the Luotian Realm have reached their limits."
He felt that if he continued to fight like this, his Primordial Spirit might regress, or even begin to distort.
Seizing the opportunity, the Heavenly Demon unleashed twelve beams of Sword Qi at Zhou Bai, and a dinsional gate opened up right behind him.
Boom!
Amidst the explosive shattering of Sword Qi and swordlight, Zhou Bai, clad in Apocalypse Heavenly Skeleton Armor, was thrust out of the dinsional gate.
Yet, there was a slight smile on Zhou Bai's lips, "Heavenly Demon, I hope you like the little gift I've sent you."
The Heavenly Demon hurriedly closed the dinsional gate and stopped the Yuan Yang Divine Light Bottle, looking sowhat painfully at the Luotian Realm, which had been reduced to ruins. He then glanced at his Nine Realms Flying Sword, which had suffered so damage, and felt all the more that he was at a loss.
"That Zhou Bai, his offensive power is limited, but his distortion ability and Body Refinent cultivation are truly disgusting."
"From now on, I'd rather not use Luotian Teleportation, and I definitely can't let Zhou Bai have the chance to break in again."
"After all, even if he hits a few tis, it's no real threat. Instead, it's much more worthwhile than letting him run amok in my Luotian Realm."
But just then, more than ten beams of light suddenly flared up.
The Heavenly Demon turned his head, and his field of vision beca nothing but a vast expanse of white.
Zhou Bai had left behind fifteen tactical nuclear bombs, which had now erupted, releasing endless light, heat, radiation, and devastation within the small space five kiloters long, five kiloters wide, and one kiloter high.
The Heavenly Demon felt his Primordial Spirit power, Protective Gang Qi, flying sword, Vestnt robe, and body perforated by the omnipresent rays and various kinds of waves.
Not willing to withstand the explosion, he instinctively opened up a dinsional gate and stepped out.
"The Luotian Realm has beco my weakness?"
Inside the Luotian Realm, everything was in complete turmoil—years of accumulation destroyed in an instant, compounded by the agitation caused by reality distortion.
At this mont, the Heavenly Demon was seething with anger. He thought of how he had just chased Zhou Bai around, fiercely saying to himself, "I don't need to use Luotian Teleportation, I can fight you with my swordsmanship alone, could I possibly not defeat you?"
...
On the stage, Christina pointed one hand to the sky and the other to the ground.
The Heavenly Demon had just erged from the dinsional gate when he saw a burst of black light smashing towards his forehead.
It was Zhou Bai and Christina's collaboration, executing a fusion of five Divine Skills.
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