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Yunhua unleashed his full power, as if a true self sat cross-legged between his brows. The sound of chanting rang out, and runes filled the sky, surrounding him. Each word was as if cast from celestial gold, possessing texture, sacred and radiant, suppressing all directions.
Boom!
Amidst the sound of the universe shattering, the magical power of the kings surged forth, and he suddenly unleashed a sword strike.
bass!
It was just one sword strike, dazzling and brilliant, raining down light that set the stars ablaze. It shattered all laws, simple and direct, violent and terrifying. No matter how many transformations the Immortal King possessed, or how boundless his supernatural powers were, he was shattered by this one sword strike.
The dazzling nebula burned out, the cosmic continent shattered, and amidst the fierce battle, the Yunhua Sword's light was boundless, sweeping and powerful. It opened its mouth and suddenly unleashed a torrent of radiant light, transforming it into countless dazzling sword embryos that cleaved forth, obliterating star systems and annihilating the Hengsha Realm.
With a soft "poof," blood splattered thirty thousand feet high. An immortal king clashed head-on with Yun Hua and was pierced through the body by a sword. Then his palm exploded, his entire arm broke off inch by inch, and then half of his body was mangled, with blood raining down.
"Ah..." he cried out in agony. The demise sword intent of the spiritual treasure sweeping from the blade was corroding everything that had saved him—his Dao fruit, his primordial spirit, his physical body—all were decaying and rotting, destined to become mortal.
To see a master of the Way of Kings in this state, one can imagine the pain he was enduring, unable to even protect his own Way!
"You scoundrel! How dare you do this!"
The five perfectly healthy, supreme immortal kings were furious. To be caught in such a predicament during a hunt was utterly humiliating.
In an instant, they charged forth, bronze halberds cleaving through the universe, and variegated spears enveloping illusory rivers. Chaos was opened up, the world evolved, and within destruction lay new life, an endless cycle of birth and death.
"kill!"
Yun Hua roared, his body flashing, a rumbling sound emanating from within. The primordial spirit of the second Dark Immortal King was burning intensely, extracting vast amounts of royal essence, which roared like divine thunderbolts, spreading forward and transforming into raging immortal flames that enveloped the king's body, making him invincible.
He alone, with his sword aimed at seven immortal kings, swept away all enemies, and now only five supreme immortal kings remain.
The scene stunned everyone; it was so overwhelmingly powerful, incomparably strong, and invincible!
Chapter 682 Switching Opponents, Facing the Crimson King
Amidst the roar, the flower of the Great Dao bloomed, and the brilliant light of the five supreme immortal kings burned fiercely. The hazy guiding voice rang out, becoming eternal, splitting the universe, and recreating the ancient primordial world. It was a fragment of time. The five supreme powers were as powerful as creation, overwhelming the past and present, as if reversing the river of time!
Those watching this battle are breathless. This is an unparalleled power that surpasses even the heavens. How can one be called king? Only when no one can worship him, no one can stop him, and no one can defeat him can he be king!
As a king, how can I submit to others?
Stab it!
As the chaotic universe shattered, streams of turbulent nothingness emerged, bursting through the walls and surging towards the Nine Heavens.
As the light and shadow faded, Yunhua burst forth with a thunderous roar, slapping his hand as he charged into the midst of the kings. Like a tiger among sheep, he was unstoppable, causing four or five people to cough up blood in succession.
Then, his left hand, like a celestial tablet cast from bright white gold, covered with Daoist runes and interwoven with divine light, struck down, revealing an aura of creation that seemed to reshape the universe. With a soft thud, he smashed a supreme immortal king into a pulp, leaving a pile of blood and bones.
"Form, existence, decay, and emptiness! Sacrifice!"
His expression was icy, and with a jolt of his aura, endless sacrificial chants resounded: "Sacrifice to Heaven, sacrifice to the Dao, sacrifice to the true self!"
This is a sacrifice to the Way of Heaven, a sacrifice to the true self, a sacrifice for this world, to forever forge an invincible and unyielding body!
Wow!
The sound of iron chains was chilling, as if winding its way from the deepest hell, binding the spirits of this world. All beings were equal; even kings were offerings, sacrifices made.
"Ahhh! I am the king of this world, and even the Dao cannot bind me. How can this technique restrain me!"
The primordial spirit of that supreme immortal king burned as he desperately resisted, while the four kings behind him made their move, almost as if they were to reopen this vast universe and create something anew.
"Those who recite my true name will be reborn in eternity; those who defy my will will sink into eternal damnation, forever falling into the abyss. May they be eternally worshipped!"
The grand sacrificial rites resounded, and even kings could not escape their demise, becoming offerings to the supreme being.
With a shout, Yunhua gathered boundless Dao power, which remained eternally unbroken under the torrent of the kings' magical power. He actually used the technique of severing the connection between heaven and earth to send himself out of the world!
It stands atop the heavens and below the abyss, at an unreachable height, steadfastly standing amidst the battles of kings, looking down upon its enemies.
This is simply a myth, moving through the siege of the Immortal King as if it were nothing!
Rumble! The universe shattered, and heaven and earth fell silent rapidly. The waves of the boundary sea subsided, and all the kings turned their attention to the scene.
The Immortal King had already been refined into his body, replenishing the energy consumed in the great battle. He had fought so far, and his unparalleled strength and fierce suppression of all the kings had naturally led to considerable consumption. The primordial spirit of the second Dark Immortal King had been burned out. In the end, he was just an ordinary king. If he were top-tier firewood, he would have burned for much longer.
The last four supreme immortal kings looked grim, but also filled with extreme fear. Eighteen immortal kings had surrounded and killed one person, and now only the four of them remained.
Even the outspoken Anlan and Yu Tuo dared not act recklessly anymore. At this moment, they would rather fight a giant alone than try to kill Yun Hua alone.
"Useless! You all retreat and surround and kill Wuzhong, I will kill him!" The Crimson King stepped out of the time turbulence that was fighting Wuzhong and directly took over the battlefield from the four supreme immortal kings.
An Lan and the other three felt as if they had been granted a pardon. They immediately stopped the flow of the Endless River of Time and went together to kill Wu Zhong.
"You alone, do you also want to dance!" The Crimson King's expression gradually turned cold and extremely solemn. Within his fiery red eyes, Dao traces transformed into the origin point of creation, rotating and becoming incredibly awe-inspiring.
In his view, this being was terrifying beyond measure, able to see through eternity, cross the ages, and traverse from downstream to engage in a great battle with him. Now, he had seen him in this world, and for a moment he could not fathom his identity. Could he be eternally immortal, and never perish in the future?
This illustrates from another perspective that it is very difficult to intervene in any part of the river of time, and even if one perishes, it is impossible to accomplish it.
If one's strength is overwhelming enough, one can freely roam through time, altering the past and changing the future. What would this world be like then?
Therefore, almost no one has ever succeeded!
Those creatures that dared to act either died or fell into a coma, unable to be reborn.
The Crimson King is a prime example. He was no ordinary immortal king; he was once one of the supreme giants, yet he ended up in such a state.
If you don't belong to an era, you can't interfere at all. It contains enormous cause and effect, and you could easily perish!
The next moment, the Crimson King made his move. A blood-red furnace flew over, radiating blinding light and spewing forth boundless flames of the Great Dao, burning the heavens.
As you can see, the universe has melted, the boundary walls are swaying from the heat, the boundary sea is visible, the future is visible, and the river of time is surging.
The Crimson King is too powerful; he is a giant who once looked down upon the human world!
when!
The crimson furnace, which once absorbed the essence and soul of a Celestial King along with the Crimson King, was terrifying beyond measure, bursting forth with boundless light and flames of Dao symbols.
"All the causes and effects have come upon me today!"
Yunhua's words became law, and the Lingbao Final Tribulation Sword trembled, its killing intent astonishing the world. A chilling divine light shot up, its coldness penetrating through the ages.
The sound of the sword shattered the world, its domineering power unmatched. The universe roared in response, spreading to all realms. Countless cultivators trembled upon hearing it, their blood and qi resonating with its power.
This strike shakes the past and present, reverses the flow of time, and pierces through the thirty-three heavens!
Buzz~ Rumble rumble rumble!
This place has been shattered, the starry sky has collapsed, and the long river of time has entangled the two of them in the middle, the waves have washed away countless things, and they will never fall!
This is an epic battle! The ancient realm is destroyed, the chaotic continent is sinking, the universe is heading towards destruction, and the turbulent void is vast and boundless.
"This has been true since time immemorial!"
The Crimson King roared, using the secret technique of time to lightly slash his own wrist, blood splattering. Then the technique evolved, aiming to sever Yunhua's head in this way.
That was the power of time, that was the symbol of time, stained with the blood of the Crimson King, enveloping the universe where Yunhua stood.
boom!
Yunhua wielded her sword, unleashing boundless sword light that pierced through the power of time. Chaotic sword energy spread out like mercury, its unparalleled sharpness inspiring awe.
when!
"Back then, in the long river of time, I dared not recklessly wield the power of the source of time. Today, I have no scruples. Who can stop me?" the Crimson King roared, and the fiery furnace once again stood in front of him.
Chapter 683 The King Returns After Suppression
Moreover, at this moment, he sneered, summoned a small bell, and gently shook it. The heavens and earth trembled, time was shattered, and time, like a vast ocean, submerged the universe.
The ruthless and invincible nature of this once-powerful figure was on full display; he had gone mad and was determined to kill everyone here.
The bell was dusty and gray, but it exuded chaotic energy and ripples of time. It was incredibly powerful, far more terrifying than the Crimson King's Furnace.
This is the Crimson King's natal royal weapon, refined over countless years; it is his most powerful trump card.
"Where the sword points, even time cannot stop it!"
Yunhua absorbed the essence of the ten wastelands of the universe, and with a long roar, it shook the heavens for eternity, tore through all paths, and pierced straight up into the sky!
He unified his spirit, energy, and will, traversing the past, present, and future. He brought the Wusheng Sword Technique to its pinnacle, devoid of any frills, leaving only the most simple and unadorned killing power, which transformed into a flawless gray-white sword beam that pressed down.
clank!
That sword light shattered the ancient tranquility, revealing the true meaning of creation, like a god or demon awakening from chaos, its domineering aura overwhelming the world.
At that moment, that sword light became unique in the universe, and everyone trembled in fear.
This stunning sword strike transcends human comprehension, is unparalleled, shakes the universe for eternity, is indestructible, and is destined for eternal glory and eternal existence.
Even if generations of immortal kings and children of eras witnessed this, they would tremble in awe. It was too sharp and domineering, its skills astonishing the world and difficult to contend with.
The kings trembled violently, unable to control themselves under such a beam of sword light. Even if they unleashed earth-shattering waves, it was all in vain. One sword could shatter all laws and wipe out all enemies under heaven!
Thump! Click!
This strike was unprecedented, causing heaven and earth to collapse. The divine light completely engulfed it, forcefully piercing through the fiery furnace. The shock caused the Crimson King to cough up blood and stagger backward.
His eyes were filled with astonishment as he forcefully activated the Chaos Divine Bell, stirring up the ages and reversing the order of time to confront Yun Hua.
The battle was fierce, and fourteen Immortal Kings were killed by Yun Hua in succession. Even the three giants were heartbroken and found it hard to accept. Including the five who died at his hands last time, a total of nineteen Immortal Kings had died, almost accounting for half of the existing Immortal Kings of the Otherworld.
He was all alone!
Yunhua glanced at the Crimson King, who had been severely injured by a sword strike. He used his Free and Easy Emperor Technique to create a powerful Dao body to hold off the Crimson King, as he needed to immediately go to the Great Crimson Heaven to exterminate the Fragrant Realm.
As the realm burned, the fallen kings from the depths of the realm sea also arrived one after another. Amidst the intertwining runes of the Great Dao, royal blood splattered continuously. The battle was no less intense than that within the realm, and was extremely fierce.
At this moment, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked open. A section of the land collapsed, and a passage was about to form. The supreme powerhouse in the Boundary Sea was about to come over, forcibly log in, and arrive at this place.
A being emanating towering black mist has emerged from the sea, intending to intercept those who have crossed over!
The creatures of the Boundary Sea harbored many grudges against each other, and even at this moment, they did not stop fighting each other. This relieved many of the kings, as their realm would have been in real danger if the kings had united.
Even so, the entire primordial ancient world was in great turmoil! Some creatures in the boundary sea went mad and almost entered this world as well.
"That's it. This is just the beginning. What we want is to destroy the entire era."
As they spoke, a dozen more kings stepped into the Nine Heavens, traversing the years and the passage of time, while the others were still on their way back.
"Kill!" A deafening roar echoed as the kings attacked once more.
At that very moment, on an island in the Boundary Sea, an old man slowly opened his eyes. Space and time trembled, a long river encircled his body, and a dazzling rain of light shone continuously, creating an extremely magnificent spectacle.
His aura was extremely restrained, almost imperceptible, as he silently observed the battlefield, spotting the figure wielding a sword charging towards him.
Rumble!
The fluctuations coming from the direction of the boundary wall are becoming more and more intense, clearly indicating that another powerful figure is approaching and landing on the shore—a giant!
"No matter who it is, no one can stop my path to kingship."
As soon as the words were spoken, the laws of heaven and earth, which had been stirred up by the endless secret techniques and supernatural powers of the kings' bloody battle, began to fall silent.
This was a completely different sign from the resonance of all paths that a king of immortals would display. This sign showed that all paths were submitting and dared not manifest, a sign that had already stunned the kings.
"Something's wrong!"
"Who made this move? Is it an unparalleled formation or a secret technique never seen before?"
"Something's fishy. Let's retreat."
"There's a strange secret technique at play. Quick, find its source."
The kings retreated, but suddenly they found that they could not escape this world no matter what they did, as if they had been gathered up by someone.
A storm mingled with chaotic energy between heaven and earth, forming a massive vortex that swept across the world. An astonishing secret power spread out from the void, reversing yin and yang, as if the endless world was isolated from ancient history.
Years, time, and the passing of time—everything is retracing, converging, and regressing; this is the expansion of the secret force that controls the order of the universe.
"Was it the Emperor who returned who made the move?" The Butcher gazed in the direction of the Primordial Ancient Realm.
"No matter who it is, they are not a force that even a king can resist. These people are just unlucky."
"Make an example of them to show them that the heavens are not a place they can set foot in."
A king roared, but he soon discovered that no one could hear him.
This terrifying secret power has obscured the supreme heavenly secrets, sealed the five senses, closed the six consciousnesses, and even extinguished the divine thoughts of kings. In the endless void, time and years are slowly stopping, and the manifested river of time is freezing. Some kings want to escape but cannot move. Even the kings on the ancient road illuminated by the World Annihilation Incense are drawn here.
Their primordial spirits were in horror, and their pupils were slowly dilating. As their primordial spirits slowly left their bodies, these kings were terrified, just like ordinary people, unable to hear or cry out.
On the other hand, the group of kings who helped Jiutian resist the invasion looked at them with smiles on their faces, but those smiles were terrifying.