Chapter 878: Chapter 877: The Realm That Humanity Cannot Reach_1
The "Heart Thunder Sword," composed of mental power and the Wind Sword Way, naturally became immensely more powerful as the Wind Sword Way was elevated to its initial completion.
However, accordingly, the mental power required to wield the Wind Sword Way at this initial completion stage was far greater than before, and after just two uses, Shi Xiaole felt his head swell with pain, unable to perform it again for some time.
"Asura Calamity!"
Two enormous black balls of Vigorous Air approached one after the other, creating voids that seemed to be surrounded by invisible chains, leaving Shi Xiaole no place to dodge.
And the Asura Martial Emperor himself charged straight at him, his body’s aura shield rippling with layers, indestructible.
"Wind Fury!"
With both hands on his sword, Shi Xiaole fiercely swung out, the explosive waves engulfing everything around him.
Boom...
A figure was sent flying backward, blood and pieces of his liver spraying out from Shi Xiaole’s mouth together.
"Can’t break through the defense."
Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth, Shi Xiaole swiftly retreated, observing the Asura Martial Emperor’s light shield with his pulsating mental power, his heart chilled by the findings.
A high-grade Spiritual Weapon was indeed formidable; even with some damage, the way energy coursed through it was still mysterious, and for the short term, Shi Xiaole found nothing.
But time waits for no one, and with his current state, any carelessness would undoubtedly be fatal.
What to do?
The two figures battled fiercely without stopping, one attacking, one defending, one chasing, one fleeing, clashing in the sky and fighting at the corners of the ring.
Before long, the forty-thousand-meter diameter ring was filled with their shadows, sometimes with swords and palms colliding, sometimes brushing past each other, but more often it was the Asura Martial Emperor trampling over Shi Xiaole, sending him flying and badly wounding him.
Blood mists that had just formed were instantly shredded by the pervasive aura, hundreds of movements happening in the blink of an eye.
"This way, Junior Brother Shi is destined to lose."
An Rumei’s voice trembled.
"Is there no way?"
Zhang Xiaoting murmured unconsciously.
No one answered because for anyone else, it would be an unsolvable situation. In fact, Shi Xiaole’s fighting capacity had already far exceeded everyone’s expectations.
If it weren’t for the damaged high-grade Spiritual Weapon meddling, perhaps he could have even defeated the domineering and invincible Asura Martial Emperor, creating a legend!
"Despicable, having cultivated for thousands of years and still reliant on a high-grade Spiritual Weapon to win. Where is your dignity, Asura Martial Emperor? Have you lived these years in vain?"
A sharp and shrill screech drew everyone’s attention, coming from the pale-faced Qu Ni. It was as if she’d thrown caution to the wind, loudly scoffing, "Others have obtained the Divine Fire Order through their own strength, but you depend on external aid. That’s why you’ll never surpass them!"
The Asura Martial Emperor’s facial expression changed rapidly, his attacks becoming even more ruthless. It was a joke; victors were kings, losers the vanquished. Winning was all that mattered, and once he had the Divine Fire Order, who would dare talk back.
However, the Asura Martial Emperor had noted Qu Ni. Given the chance, he would make this wretched woman regret ever being born.
"Ah!"
Blood froth spilled from his mouth, but there was no more excess blood to vomit. Shi Xiaole’s vision started to blur, his limbs felt detached from his body, moving and acting purely on subconscious instinct.
As a result, his response capability greatly diminished. He was hit by shockwaves several times in succession, injuries on top of injuries, awkwardly thrown out.
If someone could see through him, they would discover that all of Shi Xiaole’s internal organs were displaced, and his meridians and bones sustained varying degrees of damage.
Like a piece of glass meant to be whole, now riddled with cracks, and when it surpassed a certain threshold, it would shatter inch by inch, which would be his time of death.
With his green robe torn, hair flying wildly, and body covered in blood, Shi Xiaole at this moment was nothing more than fish on the chopping block.
He could only dodge passively, but even dodging had become a luxury. He was viciously and savagely hit by the Asura Martial Emperor and sent flying repeatedly, a sight too unbearable for many who were used to seeing him defeat enemies effortlessly and always remaining composed!
"A promising swordsman should not end like this."
"He’s done his best. I believe there is no one among his peers who could be his match—not even a serious opponent. But this fight was never fair, and everyone must pay a price for their choices."
"Azure-clothed Sword King, what a pity!"
With Miao Haihuang and Iron Heart Emperor having fallen to the Asura Martial Emperor’s hands, people already felt deep sorrow, and now, seeing the even more astonishing Azure-clothed Sword King about to follow suit, this Asura Martial Emperor seemed like a demon slayer!
"Am I going to die?"
All around him, countless streams of Qi surged forth, engulfing Shi Xiaole once more, flipping and tearing, while seeping into his pores and ruthlessly shattering his organs. At this moment, he truly felt the coming of death.
Through his clouded vision, he saw the old man playing the qin, his face filled with regret and helplessness.
He saw Bai Ruiting’s staggering body, and her unstoppable tears.
He saw Qu Ni shouting frantically, while Pei Qiuyan stood beside her with a devastated and sad expression.
He saw Zhang Xiangfeng’s ice-cold gaze, and Zhong Lingsui clutching his hand tightly. And there was Miss Yu Yourong, covering her mouth, seemingly calling out to him...
Memories surfaced one after another. Friends, I have let you down.
Shi Xiaole also thought of Xia Yunxi, far away in the Flying Horse Dynasty, Nine Heavens Mountain, what was she doing right now? Was she practicing hard, hoping to one day catch up with him? Or was she counting the fish in the hexagonal pavilion, counting the days since he left, waiting for a joyful reunion?
Surely his aunt was scolding him now, for being inconsiderate, feigning confusion, leaving without intention. But did she know, she was the person Shi Xiaole respected the most in this life!
Shi Xuanzhong, where are you again?
"This strike will send you to your doom!"
The hellishly cold voice echoed as a giant shadow enveloped Shi Xiaole. The indifferent corner of the Asura Martial Emperor’s mouth finally lifted into a smug curve, as he exerted all his strength, his Asura Calamity enshrouded Shi Xiaole, and detonated from inside out with a thunderous explosion.
It’s over!
All around, numerous wails of agony, sighs of regret, and the heart-wrenching screams of women resounded.
...
Deep within the Wuyuan Palace, in a hall ten thousand meters in length and width, illuminated by bright candles, there was an artificially crafted square pool at the very center, with flames blazing inside, amazingly changing between nine different colors.
Hovering above these nine-colored flames was a bizarre command token, about three feet in length, tapering from the bottom upwards, widening as it went, and culminating in a triangular sword-tip shape at the top.
"Just a little bit more."
The elder with phoenix-tailed brows from Wuyuan Palace retracted his gaze contentedly.
The Divine Fire Order needed to drink the blood of all heroes under heaven to emerge into the world. This was the true reason behind the grand battles held by the Wuyuan Palace.
But this time it was special because a grand millennium era was about to begin, and the Divine Fire Order’s demands were even more significant. Thus, it was necessary to capture all the elites from Rainbow State at once.
Hehe, those who thought they could leave had all become nourishment under this pool of flames, as well as those pitiful people who were watching the play or performing in it. None could be exceptions. Enjoy your final moments.
The Wuyuan elder was about to close his eyes and rest when his expression suddenly tightened, "Who’s there?" He struck forward with his palm, and the entire void collapsed inward as if eroded by a sandstorm, revealing a deep, long, pitch-black crack.
Severe Crack!
A Martial Emperor of the Void Origin Realm who could create a moderate crack was a top-notch existence, yet the Wuyuan elder casually produced a severe crack.
An elegant and slender blue silhouette crossed through the severe crack, and the void closed up automatically.
"Four Directions City Lord, what are you doing here?"
The Wuyuan elder narrowed his eyes, feeling a chill in his heart.
With the mechanisms and array systems of Wuyuan Palace, even the Ghost Emperor, the Floating Snow Palace Master, wouldn’t be able to break in unnoticed. It seemed he had underestimated this person.
"I wish to borrow the Divine Fire Order."
The man in the blue mask said.
"Hahaha, leave now, and I can let bygones be bygones," the Wuyuan elder said, laughing furiously yet surprisingly not making a move. It was a critical moment, and he hoped to stabilize the situation to avoid any mishaps.
Without another word, the man in the blue mask reached out for the Divine Fire Order, a burst of powerful force erupted, trying to extract it from the nine-colored fire pool.
"You dare!"
A mystic palm force smashed toward the top of the man in the blue mask’s head, surrounded by spider-web-like severe cracks.
The man in the blue mask simply raised his left hand, and the palm force did not drop an inch further.
"Wuyuan Formless!"
The caught palm force suddenly contracted and its power doubled instantly, striking down like a sharp spike. Amidst the thunderous noise, all hidden array systems within the great hall activated automatically, transforming into thousands of swords stabbing toward the man in the blue mask.
This hall had been set up with nine layers of peak Void Origin Realm array systems, and combined with his own killing move, the Wuyuan elder was confident he could obliterate his opponent instantly.
However.
The very moment the nine layers of array systems approached the man in the blue mask, they collapsed on their own, and Wuyuan Formless was flicked into pieces by the latter’s finger.
"Who are you?!"
The smile on the Wuyuan elder’s face froze as he shouted in astonishment.
With his unrivaled strength in Rainbow State, he still could not do it so effortlessly. The other party’s power had to be at least a level higher than his. The real question was, if they were that strong, why they didn’t act earlier and even accepted the Divine Fire Order he had gifted? He could simply kill him and claim the Wuyuan Palace for himself.
"Wuyuan Array, activate!"
His thoughts flickered, and the Wuyuan elder immediately initiated the ultimate array system of Wuyuan Palace.
Countless beams of light from all directions surged into the elder’s body. His aura rose and rose until the dome of the hall flew off, piercing the sky.
"This aura?"
"Emptiness and nothingness, where all is void, he’s almost reaching the Sky Origin Realm."
After the Wuyuan Array was activated, two figures, drawn by the commotion, accidentally stopped outside the palace, one shrouded in ghostly fog and the other wrapped in an endless sea of blood.
It was none other than the Ghost Emperor and the Floating Snow Palace Master.
They couldn’t imagine the Four Directions City Lord being so powerful but were even more shocked that the Wuyuan elder had such an astonishing ace up his sleeve, possessing a method that nearly approached the legendary realm that humans were said never to reach.
"Wuyuan Formless, die," the Wuyuan elder said as the world suddenly darkened. With his hand reaching out, a gigantic glowing hand tore through the clouds, grabbing at the Four Directions City Lord.
