“There are quite a few bystanders in the battle between Qing Yu and the Blade God.” Yin Tian Tian on one side said.
Whether it was the Great Qian crowd from earlier or the shadow that flickered away just now, they were all no ordinary people. If the battle between Qing Yu and the Blade God was to take place with so many people watching, I was afraid that someone would be able to take advantage of it.
“And there are more than these people?”
Emperor Zhou’s mind moved slightly, and the shadows flashed past the mirror, from Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi of the East to the Sword God standing on the sea.
Although news of the battle between Qing Yu and the Sword God had not been deliberately spread beforehand, due to the existence of a traitor within the Nine Heavens earlier, the battle contract had actually leaked out long ago.
Moreover, even if they had not received the news beforehand, they could have arrived to watch the battle after it had begun.
“The battle between the second and third on the Heavenly Ranking is enough to move the most powerful people in the world. ——-”
Emperor Zhou lamented softly, then said with a straight face, “This is a good opportunity. Today, the war in Hou Qian is not yet settled, but the three divisions have been established. If there are no accidents, the final result will be that Great Qian takes Xuanzhou, our dynasty takes Hongzhou, and Shuzhou is occupied by the Western Region.
However ——”
“The Emperor of Zhou is not willing to get only one state?” Yin Tian Tian asked.
“Your majesty,” Zhuge Longxu said hastily, “the previous civil unrest has not been fully settled, and the snowstorm has not been fully rested, so if we start another war one after another at this time, I am afraid that the foundation of our dynasty will be unstable.”
The biggest problem was the snowstorm, which had left the people of Northern Zhou extremely unstable, and the previous battle for the imperial city had added to this.
The soldiers are not game players, they also have their own demands and needs.
“Don’t worry, Tai Shi, I am not willing to gain only one state, but I will not be the one to fight at the head.” Emperor Zhou laughed.
“More than me, Bo Xun needs the land of the Central Plains. This snowstorm has hit even the extreme south with a snowstorm not seen in a hundred years, do you think the western region will be an exception?”
The answer was no.
The Western Region borders on the gra*slands, and when the gra*slands were hit by heavy snow, the snow in the Western Region was not bad either. And because of the lack of supplies and the harsh environment, the PeaC*ck people suffered much more than the people of the Northern Zhou.
According to the spies sent by the Green Dragon Society to the Western Region, this snowstorm has now buried at least tens of thousands of PeaC*ck legacy people. This number is increasing every day, and is getting larger by the day.
At this rate, even if the PeaC*ck remnants are still able to survive after the disaster, it will take at least a few decades to make up for the population.
“What Bochun needs most now is believers, and he is not going to let his followers die in large swathes like gra*s being cut. In order to reduce casualties and for more believers to believe in himself, Bo Xun will definitely not be able to resist showing his fangs to the rest of the realm.” Emperor Zhou said with certainty.
After the last great chaos in Shuzhou, the people had died and fled, and they had not even recovered their lives yet. When Bo Xun took over Shuzhou, not many people actually gave him compulsion.
He would not give up this opportunity, this excellent chance to attack the rest of the land.
“It’s just that in this way, the people of Xuanzhou are afraid that they will suffer.” Zhuge Longxu said with some pity.
Everyone was clear about what kind of people the devil and Buddha followers were. Even though Bo Xuan needed more believers, in the process of conquest, Bo Xuan did not shy away from slaughter.
In the end it was the Devil Buddha, you could not expect him to have any compa*sion.
“Well, gentlemen, it is better for us to continue watching this amazing battle. The time has not yet come to attack Xuanzhou.”
Emperor Zhou clapped his hands, allowing the minds of the crowd to focus on the mirror once more.
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Above the North Sea, the battle became more and more intense.
The huge, long, dragon-shaped reef Dragon’s Head has been turned into a remnant of rock and dust in the sea, destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.
The great battle between Qing Yu and the Blade God is still going on.
“Cracking Yu no Gen.”
The Myth of Doom cut through the scar of the sky, and the aura of destruction filled out from that rift.
The Blade God dragged his blade through the long air, the blade rubbing against space with an ear-piercing sound, the seemingly slow but fast blade astral force, with an overwhelming momentum, intersected with the Cracking Sky Mark.
“Clang…”
For the first time since the start of the battle, a wound had appeared, and although it was not deep, it was a sign that the battle was about to get even more intense.
“Wounded, is it the Blade God, or is it Qing Yu?” Mu Cansheng’s eyes flashed with a brilliant light, and an idea grew in his heart.
Being injured meant that this battle might not be on point, and it also meant that they, the bystanders, had an opportunity to take advantage of it.
“And continue to watch.” The ball of light projected by the Human Emperor’s consciousness said indifferently.
If they were to take advantage of the situation, it was not now. This small injury could only warm up the battle, it was only a prelude to the fierce battle, if one wanted to strike, one would have to wait.
It would take two days and two nights.
As the sun was about to sink in the west for the third time, the fierce sword streaked across the sky.
“Endless eternity ahead.”
Qing Yu raised his speed to the extreme, and his true qi was running as fast as it could, “Divine Rest Exterminating the World – Cracking the Heaven and Earth – Eight Dragons Together to Punish – Clear Spirit Blasphemy Leads.”
The myth of doom blossomed into a red light of destruction, that sinking scarlet colour, just like the sunset that fell at this time, bringing the myth of doom.
Chop!
The afterglow of the setting sun in the sky was at this moment taken away by the Myth of Doom, and the scarlet sword qi turned into eight bloody dragons of doom, roaring out the afterglow of doom, and blasting towards the Blade God.
“Blade.”
The God of Swords simply said “Sword”, and the broken sword cut down like the blazing sun of the sky, blossoming with a glorious light.
Just as he had said before, the Blade God’s dominance was such that everything was tainted by his sword power, or should I say, the essence of everything was replaced by his sword power.
If Qing Yu’s blade is the doom that is about to sink, then the Blade God’s blade is the blazing sun that is like the sun in the sky.
Scarlet and blazing white, blood dragon and sword deity, the clash of extremes brings extreme destruction.
But there was a boom, and the heavens and the earth shook as the sea sank in a circle of nearly a hundred miles, and a bottomless abyss appeared.
“Chance!”
Mak Cang Sheng and Yan Luo Tian Zi were about to strike as their Qi energy rushed.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if Qing Yu and the Blade God were injured enough, Mu Cang Sheng and the others could even eliminate their two great enemies in one fell swoop.
If the Nine Heavens lost Qing Yu and the Blade God, they would no longer be feared. Even the Northern Zhou would have been greatly wounded and would no longer be as strong as it is now.
However, it was at this moment that the five human emperors roared in unison, “You villains are looking for death!”
A hazy phantom that appeared to be both tangible and invisible appeared in the air, and then silently dispersed.
Within the phantom, there was a vague vision of a solemn Buddha’s kingdom, a pure land of glazed gla*s, a floor of red gold and the sound of Sanskrit. This is precisely the illusion of the Pure Land.
However, this layer of illusion did not appear for the purpose of trapping the enemy, nor did it have much effect of killing the enemy, but only a little use.
It is only useful for one purpose, namely, to envelop the Pure Land phantom at the wielder’s whim, either here, there or in the middle, or not here, not there or in the middle.
It is not so much that the space here is affected as it is a pure illusion.
In short, it is an illusion similar to the supernatural power of the Mirror of Nothingness, which can confuse the heavens and reverse the qi, creating illusions that seem to exist and seem not to exist.
During these two days and nights, the practitioner is free to manipulate internal and external links and senses, so that all links between the people inside and the outside world pa*s through his hands.
The connection between those inside and the outside world depends on the willingness of the practitioner.
Just now, the sword diaphragm broke through the illusion of the Pure Land and allowed the ears and eyes of the Human Emperor, who had been blinded for two days, to finally receive contact from the outside world.
The devil Buddha Bo Xuan led his people to capture the old Hou Qian capital, occupying more than half of Xuan Zhou, and the Great Qian’s Tong Shen were fighting and retreating, completely powerless to fight back.
This is the current situation at this time.
“What a Buddha, what a Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.”
“Using Buddha to suppress the devil, Buddha still hasn’t given up his delusion.”
“Lone will definitely uproot this poisonous tumour of the Buddha Sect.”
The human emperors were all extremely angry and furious. This underhanded move by the Buddha, or rather the Buddha’s spokesman, was really a stitch in time, wonderful to the extreme, and also made the human emperors sick to the extreme.
The Buddha had not yet given up the idea of an early advent, he wanted to help the Demon Buddha to bring about a demonic catastrophe of unparalleled proportions, so that the Heavenly Dao would relax its shackles and allow him to enter the world.
In these two days and nights, the Human Emperor was as blind as Mu Cang Sheng and Yan Luo Tian Zi, the outside world was about to turn upside down and they were still keeping an eye on the battle between Qing Yu and the Blade God.
“Leave, regardless of Qing Yu and the Blade God.”
With a flash of the Human Emperor’s ball of light, they instantly disappeared from the spot, and Mu Cang Sheng and Yan Luo Tian Zi had no desire to perform their fishing expedition at this point, flying away.
In the distance, an aura of mist also disappeared into the azure waters against the surging sea currents.
The Sword God smiled gently and disappeared into the sky as sword light.
As for Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi, they hesitated for a moment before finally choosing to leave. It was because they sensed that, beneath that abyss, those two auras still had not weakened.
“Vortex-”
As the sea continued to pour into the abyss, the sound of shocking waves continued, and a huge whirlpool was taking shape.
Suddenly, two streaks of Qi broke through the vortex, and from within that vortex, two human figures rose.
The Qi of Tai Su lingered around their Daoist robes, restoring the shattered garments to their original state and concealing the injuries that were recovering on the surface of their bodies.
”The Blade God’s blade intent is becoming more and more tricky to see.” Qing Yu shook his head secretly as he felt the overwhelming sabre Qi.
The Blade God’s blade intent was so overbearing that it was difficult for all things to survive, and around it, only a blade could exist. It was for this reason that Qing Yu would find it difficult to repair his injuries unless he got rid of the sword qi in his body.
But due to the overbearing nature of the sword intent, it would take a lot of effort to get rid of this sword qi.
Even though Qing Yu had the Xuan Universe and the Reverse Demon Source to devour the sword Qi, it took some effort to erase it in the heat of the battle.
His overbearingly tough blade body was also broken open by the Myth of Doom, leaving a scar that was extremely scarring.
Overall, the fight was a draw, or rather, the winner was not yet fully determined.
“Terrible devil blade, if you had my blade dao cultivation, it would probably be me who would lose this battle.” The Blade God lashed out, scarlet blade qi bursting out from his body, leaving a harsh echo in the air.
“If poor Dao had cultivated the Dao of the Blade, he would not be as strong as he is today.” Qing Yu shook his head.
He still had the self-awareness to know that he was not as specialised in swords as the Blade God, and if he only cultivated the Dao of the Blade, he was afraid that he would at most pa*s through to God.
Different people have different paths, just as there cannot be two identical leaves in the world, so the paths of Qing Yu and the Blade God are also very different.
As for his own path, Qingyu has always known it very thoroughly and clearly, and will always continue on it. Therefore, the “if only” that the God of Blades spoke of was not destined to exist.
