A thousand feet underground, the lava rolls and blazes so fiercely that even at the Godlike Realm, it is difficult to stay here for long.
The two figures, however, ignored the fiery inferno as if it were nothing, and flew through it, heading towards their goal.
One, with white hair and white clothes, was holding a devil’s blade like a red scorpion, with metal veins coming out from the hilt of the devil’s blade, wrapping around the hand holding the blade and continuously absorbing blood energy.
The other looks like a young boy, but his eyebrows are filled with endless vicissitudes. In his hand, the world’s most powerful sword, the sword itself can kill the gods, but the young swordsman’s sharpness is even greater than that of the sword.
“Sword God!”
“Daogun!”
The two sides met, and between their gazes, there was the first glimpse of swords and light, indescribably stunning and thrilling.
“Daoist Monarch Qing Yu of the True Martial Sect, I had known that you were not simple, but I did not expect that you would be this uncomplicated.” The Sword God looked at Qing Yu with a rare astonishment in his eyes.
When the Sword God had broken the seal, Qing Yu had fought with him and the Demon King. At that time, the Sword God was in the weak stage of breaking the seal, and even after taking the Qi and blood of the ‘Devil Shadow’ Bai Annihilation, he could hardly return to his full strength.
But even then, the Sword God had fought the Demon Lord and Qing Yu in a chaotic battle without losing out. Now, the Sword God had an even higher level of talent than in his previous heyday.
“This time, how come you’re not hiding your head.” The Sword God said.
“Facing the Sword God, the poor dao would not dare to be abrupt.” Qing Yu returned.
The last time he and the Sword God had fought chaotically, Qing Yu had used the Blood Dome Cang to conceal his form the entire time so that no one else would learn his identity. But now, the “Hunting Heavenly Treasures” had long been exposed, and if he did not use the “Hunting Heavenly Treasures”, then Qing Yu would have lost his strongest means.
If he still hid himself like this when facing the Sword God, he would be looking for death.
So this time, instead of putting on a waistcoat as he had done in the past, Qing Yu simply appeared in his true form.
In fact, at this time in Eastern China, Qing Yu’s other body, Ren Piaomiao, had also found an unoccupied place to sit in silence and transmitted his kung fu through the air, allowing this body to fight the Sword God in its fullest state.
Apart from a slight impact on his blood and recovery, Qing Yu’s battle power is not too far from that of his two bodies in one.
This effect was also smoothed out by the effect of the Blood Dome.
“Boom…”
Waves of blood poured out from beneath the white clothes, and that blood-red colour overshadowed all the endless crimson of this underground magma as well.
The wave of blood rushed upwards, but then suddenly turned into nothingness, as if the previous waves had all surged into the void.
But Qing Yu’s aura was not weakened in the slightest, instead, it merged with the above and the below, the gods merged into the void and loomed like the sky.
Clearly in this place a thousand feet below the ground, the Sword God is like seeing the vault of heaven, high and profound.
This is the most extreme realm of the Blood Vault, where the god is merged in the void and the body absorbs the vault of heaven.
“Heaven?” The Sword God smiled, “My sword is called ‘Heavenly Fraction’.”
“Then let’s try to see if you can divide this heaven.” Qing Yu raised the Myth of Doom, and the blood colour on top of the Demon Blade became even more striking.
It was only at this point that the Sword God paid attention to this devil blade that was encroaching on the robbery qi, but only for a glance.
For although the Devil’s Blade was strong, it also depended on who was holding it. Sword God had previously come to fight in order to destroy the devil blade that was encroaching on the robbery Qi, but after seeing Qing Yu, he knew that the devil blade was actually nothing, and that the real enemy was still Qing Yu.
The weapon was strong, but the master was even stronger, or else he would not have been able to master this demonic weapon. Qing Yu is not an artificially controlled slave of the sword, and if the Sword God keeps his attention on the sword, it would be tantamount to downgrading himself to the level of a weapon.
That would be too low.
“Miso…”
Abruptly, the blood-coloured blade qi and the zhan white sword qi clashed instantly, obliterating each other, and in the next instant, both figures disappeared in unison.
“Clang–”
The sword and the knife clashed, and sparks erupted in an instant, tearing a gaping hole in the surrounding lava. And that, too, was just an ordinary attack.
Even in the midst of the lava, the two sides were still as if they were on level ground, their speed unaffected in the slightest.
“Trapped Spirit Sword Dao.”
The sword took a dangerous trend, and the sword qi changed in a thousand different ways.
“Raging thunder tears the sky and the earth.”
The blood-coloured thunder light permeated the Myth of Doom, and in an instant it was a thousand swords coming out in unison, before fusing into one, the power pure and concentrated, the sword’s momentum unrelenting.
Using simplicity to break through complexity, this was a clash between the most simple and the most complex.
“Dang dang dang ——”
The trapped sword qi crumbled one after another under this slash, but the sword momentum still did not stop, the sky split into thousands of sword shadows, the sword qi seemed to never end.
What was even more surprising was that the Doomsday Myth kept moving forward, and the figures of Qing Yu and Sword God were also unmoving, but the blade, however, seemed like it could never reach Sword God.
Purely by swordplay, the Sword God had reached a point where he could not enter. Qing Yu’s sword kept firing, but in reality, the power of the sword kept being dispelled by the sword qi, seemingly advancing all the time, but in reality, it never did.
The one blade that was formed by the fusion of a thousand blades and ten thousand swords was once again divided into a thousand blades and ten thousand swords, which were then broken one after another.
The Trapped Spirit Sword Dao was worthy of being the masterpiece of the Sword God’s lifetime sword art at its peak.
But ——
The myth of doom fiercely blossomed with blood, the blade was fierce to the extreme, yet there was an absorbing force on the blade, taking in sword energy and combining it with the power of one blade to cut through the trapped spirit sword dao.
“Clang–”
The swords met head-on, Heavenly Fraction and Doomsday Myth, Sword God and Qing Yu, four eyes facing each other, and extreme qi energy exploded.
“Boom–”
The magma boiled and surged, and even the earth’s crust shook as a result. The ground for hundreds of miles around where the two of them were, shook endlessly, as if an earthquake was coming.
The blood of the Holy Demon’s firstborn was being turned into energy for the Demon Blade, and the Blood Vault was renewing Qing Yu’s power.
The Blood Vault Cang extreme realm, as long as the Yuan Qi does not end, the Qi and blood will continue. If the myth of doom draws blood even more fiercely, Qing Yu will be able to replenish it immediately.
“Holy Demon Unity – Wild Evil Turning Heavenward.”
The power of the Blood Dome Cang was Saint, the Myth of Doom was Devil, and Qing Yu’s body was both Saint and Devil. The power, body and weapon, all three were perfectly coordinated under Qing Yu’s control, exploding into the ultimate sword power.
“Boom…”
The blood light filled the surroundings, the magma was no longer there, only the blood red light, the colour like hell brought the ultimate unrest.
Wild evil overturned the sky, the top and bottom were out of order and space was disordered.
The sixth of the ten evil kings’ tribulations was unprecedentedly strong under the current Qing Yu.
However, even in the face of this realm, the Sword God still swung his sword on his own.
“Heaven Punishing Sword Dao.”
A sword broke across and exterminated all things. The heavenly division slashed through, and the field of wild evil overturning the heavens was actually broken apart with a single sword. The blood-red inferno was split in two.
The battle was still not over, Qing Yu and the Sword God, both had not yet reached the extreme.
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“Kill!”
On the shores of the Eastern Sea, the battle became more and more intense.
After invoking the Qi of the Great Self-Realizing Heavenly Demon, Oda Nobunaga had added countless more subtle changes to his domineering ways. The Great Self-Realisation Demon and the Eight-figure Serpent were united, just like the Dragon Vein Demon that had wreaked havoc in the East, and their arrogant and frenzied power caused the flaming giant transformed by Jiang Hao Gang to retreat repeatedly.
Seeing Jiang Hogang retreating, the morale of the Eastern Japanese army was boosted, and the countless Eastern Japanese warriors shouting “Jade Crush” were completely desperate, exchanging wounds for wounds and lives for lives.
“What a madness!”
As Lin Zixiao watched the battle, he couldn’t help but be staggered by the madness of the Eastern Ying warriors.
In terms of loyalty, in fact, the imperial dynasties of the Central Plains were not short of brave soldiers who were willing to sacrifice. But in terms of madness, whether it was the Central Plains or the Southern Border, the armies of these two sides were no match for Eastern Ying.
Only the newly emerged Lust Realm and the Green Dragon Society in the Western Region, the two major brainwashing organisations, could come up with people who were even crazier than the warriors of Eastern Japan.
“Yang Tian and Cang Tian, could you both please ——”
Jiang Muyun hurriedly arrived, wanting to ask the two powerful foreign helpers to go forward to support Jiang Hao Gang. But before she could finish her words, she saw that Ren Piaomiao, who should have been here, was nowhere to be seen, and could not help but turn her puzzled gaze towards Lin Zixiao.
“Don’t look at poor Dao, I don’t know where he has gone either.” Lin Zixiao said with a bitter smile.
Although he also hung out in Northern Zhou, he had some friendship with Ren Piaomiao. But how could he say it, this Ren Piaomiao person had always been secretive.
A while ago, he was in a wheelchair all day, and then suddenly he was fine. The sword sealing tower of the Piaomiao Sword Palace always has a terrifying sword aura, and generally other than swordsmen, no one wants to go near the Piaomiao Sword Palace.
So yesterday, when Ren Piaomiao disappeared without warning, Lin Zixiao was not surprised.
“Then please ask Yang Tian to help out and a*sist the outer son.” Jiang Muyun pleaded earnestly.
The supreme power of Eastern Ying had yet to show up, and the side of Yanhuang Ridge really could not be taken lightly. So it was only possible to get outside help to step in.
It was just that Jiang Muyun had not expected that Ren Piaomiao, the greatest warrior, had mysteriously disappeared. What was the reason for his disappearance? Was it because he had discovered something?
”The battlefield on the shores of the Eastern Sea was left to Xuan Tian to handle, and Jun Tian had brought his men to focus on the battle between the Southern Border and the Great Qian. Now Xuantian is nowhere to be seen, and Cangtian is missing ——”
A deep gloom appeared in Jiang Muyun’s heart.
“Poor Dao will first do a little bit to help. Zhu Tian if you find Cang Tian, you can ask him to go to the battlefield with you.”
Lin Zixiao turned into a thunderbolt and hurried towards the battlefield of the Eastern Sea.
Jiang Muyun nodded wordlessly and instructed in a stern voice to the close attendant of his heart beside him, “Find Ren Piaomiao’s trail at all costs and ask him to go to the shores of the Eastern Sea for support.”
“Yes.”
The close servant hurriedly went down to arrange for his men to find Ren Piaomiao’s whereabouts.
“Boom…”
In the distance, there was a loud sound from the sky, the sound of the thunder magic of the Divine Sky Dao being unleashed. Lin Zixiao, as the Lord of the Divine Heavenly Dao, had a thunder magic that was above the rest of the world, so I thought that his joining in would stabilise the situation in the East Sea battlefield.
“Let’s hope nothing unexpected happens.”
Jiang Muyun muttered as he looked at the thunderstorm that kept exploding in the distant sky.
A day pa*sed, six days before the budgeted day for the defeat of the East.
If they survived these six days, the East would be defeated because their strength would not be sufficient. But that was only if these were the only forces currently available to the East.
The most powerful people in the East, hidden in the shadows, still have a great deal of power involved.
