Half a sword blade kept drawing closer, and the scene from the past subtly began to spread a few cracks.
And as this segnt of the past turned peculiar.
Qi Xiu's body suddenly beca ethereal and blurry, seemingly real and illusory, tinged with a sense of vanishing at any mont.
Buzz——
At the mont when the weakest past was about to be erased.
A plain and elegant bluish-white spiritual light suddenly rose from Qi Xiu's brow's ancestral aperture, wisps of clear breath continuously cascading like a flowing waterfall, firmly blocking the sword blade thrust by the Mystic Monarch from the outside.
"Hmm?"
His gaze slightly shifting, the Mystic Monarch scanned the suddenly appearing subtle breath, and a flash of purple intention reflected in his pupils, imdiately casting back an image.
It was a deeply hidden talisman script!
This talisman was about a foot long, its whole body seemingly crafted from blue gold, perating a dense aura.
The front carried an ancient obscure inscription, sprawling with a source-like presence.
"Soone's protecting him...
Ha, but can you really protect him?"
With a light laugh, an endless vast ocean suddenly erged behind the Mystic Monarch, the deafening waves surged and roared, the terrifying pressure looming to crush the heavens and earth to bits!
Drawing upon the power of the Guixu Sea, the Mystic Monarch's wrist sunk, and the half sword blade in his hand instantly pierced through the falling subtle breath before him.
But just as the sword blade continued to stab downwards.
A broad and heavy palm suddenly reached out, firmly gripping the sword blade, halting its advance completely.
"The noble master of the Ruins of Return, Prival Divine Spirit, troubling my barely hundred-year-old brother.
Isn't it a bit shaless of you?"
In a simple long robe, a smiling face, the friendly fat daoist strode out, blocking the path before the Mystic Monarch.
His not so tall stature at this mont seed like a grand limitless heavenly barrier.
No matter your earth-shattering skills.
You cannot step over even half a pace.
"Who might you be?"
Looking at the suddenly erging fat daoist, the Mystic Monarch slowly straightened his hunched body slightly, his eyes surging with purple intention, eager to discern this daoist's background.
"I see now, I wondered how a re thought incarnation could have the skill to restrain my little brother.
Observing Qi Skill...what a coincidence."
Detecting the divine brilliance of the Observing Qi Skill in the Mystic Monarch's eyes, Daoist Qingya's mouth slowly curled up, revealing a smile of profound aning.
Turning to glance at Qi Xiu surrounded by endless light and shadow scenes.
"Observing Three Thousand Monts?
An impressive technique, unable to defeat my little brother, so you intend to erase him when he was young and weak.
Well, well, well.
Indeed remarkable."
Regarding the Mystic Monarch's techniques, Daoist Qingya nodded repeatedly, his eyes not showing a trace of anger or displeasure, but instead a hint of delight.
"Just right, although this child is imnsely gifted, having the True Primordial Spirit Form, his foundation is too thin.
Facing a genuine Great Saint would still be slightly lacking.
Today, this poor daoist will use your technique to nd a corner for my little brother."
In his speech, Daoist Qingya released the sword blade stabbed by the Mystic Monarch, stepped aside, and gently waved his hand.
Gesturing to the Mystic Monarch with a "please proceed" posture.
Gazing inexplicably at the indifferent Daoist Qingya, the Mystic Monarch turned thoughts a thousand tis, still puzzled by this daoist's peculiar actions.
Feigning mystery.
Cold gleam flickered across his eyes, as an incarnation ford by a thought from the true self, the Mystic Monarch only cared about the mission entrusted by his true self, regarding anything else, including himself, he remained indifferent.
With no obstruction from Daoist Qingya, the half sword blade in the Mystic Monarch's hand swiftly thrust forward.
Swish——
A crisp sound as the image of primordial past was thoroughly pierced, wisps of brilliance scattered and spilled from the cracks.
Successfully piercing the scene, the Mystic Monarch's complexion changed as he imdiately prepared to rotate the sword blade to completely destroy this segnt of past.
But just then, those broad and heavy palms pressed down again.
"Here once more?"
The sa situation, how could the Mystic Monarch be blocked twice, the surging Guixu Sea behind him explosively stirred, waves towering to the heavens released like pulses, aiming to obliterate all visible and invisible, intending to crush Daoist Qingya.
"If it were your true self coming, this poor daoist might play with you, but rely a thought incarnation.
Dare you strike at !?"
The thunderous celestial voice seed like heavens collapsing, causing the Mystic Monarch to bleed from all orifices, his figure trembling violently, the Ruins of Return Sea behind him directly evaporated, obliterated.
Amid the obscurity, everything before the Mystic Monarch vanished.
Only a pair of cold and aloof high purple eyes overlooking all beings remained, coldly surveying him.
Crack——
In the flicker of a finger.
The purple intention in the Mystic Monarch's eyes instantly shattered like smoke, countless ferocious and terrifying cracks ripping across his eyeballs.
"Uh...you ruined my Observing Qi Skill..."
With a muffled grunt, the Mystic Monarch transford into a pair of gray-white eyes, looking in disbelief at Daoist Qingya:
"You are the Primordial Spirit True Honor!"
"Observing Qi Skill is a forbidden technique, you lack the qualifications, this poor daoist helped you abandon it for your own good."
Speaking gently and kindly, Daoist Qingya forcibly snatched the half sword blade from the Mystic Monarch's hand.
Carefully appraising the sword blade, though rusty, yet at the edge, strands of extre brilliance flowed, Daoist Qingya slowly nodded:
"It's indeed the object of that person, rely an ordinary sword, yet nurtured a strand of that one's Sword Intent over countless years of contact.
No wonder it could obliterate the [past]."
Lightly nodding, Daoist Qingya waved his hand, an array of blue-golden talisman scripts surged out, imdiately forming an ancient and grand talisman array above the Mystic Monarch's head.
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