bookbashuk Chapter 37 We Won
Chapter 37 We Won
Outside, the sky of the primordial world suddenly cracked open.
A massive crack stretched from one end of the sky to the other, as if the sky had been torn in two. Within the crack, an incomparably deep chaos was revealed, and chaotic energy surged out from the crack, dyeing half of the sky a hazy gray.
On the vast and desolate land, countless creatures looked up at the sky and saw the crack that pierced through the heavens, and felt the terrifying power surging from the crack that was beyond the scope of comprehension.
Meanwhile, in the still evolving Netherworld, countless dead and turbid energies were torn apart and shattered. The earth cracked open into bottomless ravines, the River of Oblivion flowed backward, the Yellow Springs surged backward, the Sea of Darkness churned, the Weak Water dried up, and the entire Netherworld trembled violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.
The two enormous shadows overlapped.
The primordial world and the underworld were completely superimposed in the Zhongtian Gate. Heaven and earth merged, purity and turbidity merged, life and death merged. Two completely opposite world rules that should have been separated forever were forcibly superimposed into a whole at this moment.
An indescribable power burst forth from Zhongtianmen, the weight of the two worlds themselves, the collision of world rules, and the superposition of existence.
The light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword shattered completely.
The pale light, before the combined power of the two worlds, was crushed into nothingness like waves crashing against rocks.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword let out a mournful cry and flew backward, a crack running through its spine now visible on its blade.
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation collapsed.
The four layers of sword domains collapsed one after another, and the sword formation space shattered inch by inch under the impact of the superimposed power of the two worlds.
The four swords of Zhuxian flew backward.
The blade of the Zhuxian Sword was chipped, the body of the Luxian Sword was covered with fine cracks, the light of the Xianxian Sword dimmed by more than half, and the light of the Juexian Sword was almost extinguished.
Jidu's face was as pale as paper. The Zhuxian Sword Formation was connected to his mind and body. When the sword formation was broken and four swords were damaged, his mind and body were as if they had been crushed by those two worlds. His energy was almost dropping back to the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.
Jidu looked across at Moyun, whose aura was also fluctuating and whose face was pale. The light of the thirty-six-petal silver lotus had dimmed by more than half, and countless fine cracks appeared on the edges of the petals. In the Zhongtian Gate, the phantoms of the two worlds had disappeared, and the infinite space in the gate had also become dark and gloomy.
Both of them were nearly exhausted.
Jidu looked at Moyun, his voice hoarse.
"No one has ever survived beneath the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation. What was that divine power you just displayed?"
Mo Yun did not answer; he had personally experienced the terror of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
The four swords of annihilation, trap, and destruction, with their four sword principles and four sword domains, sever, obliterate, hit the mark, and unify. The moment Mo Yun was trapped in the sword formation, he felt that he was not fighting against Ji Du, but against the concept of "end" itself.
If relying solely on the spatial power of Zhongtianmen itself, he would have been completely erased from existence long ago.
Therefore, Mo Yun used his last trump card, using Zhongtianmen as a hub to overlap the primordial world and the underworld.
Two worlds, one yang and one yin, one life and one death, one heaven and one earth.
With his mastery of the Dao of Spacetime Unity, Mo Yun forcibly reunited the two worlds in an instant. This was a reversal of the creation of the world, a powerful force of the reunification of heaven and earth. Not to mention the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, even the so-called Primordial Golden Immortal of the Heavenly Dao would absolutely not be able to withstand it.
In other words, Mo Yun's cultivation level was not high enough, and he could only barely make the world overlap for a moment. If he could do it for just one more moment, he would be confident that he could obliterate both the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation and Ji Du.
But Mo Yun would naturally not tell Ji Du these things.
The sword formation shattered, and all four swords of Zhuxian suffered significant damage. Jidu's aura plummeted, and Moyun himself was nearly exhausted.
The two exchanged a glance.
Jidu placed his hand on the hilt of the Ten Deadly Swords, while Moyun gripped the Ten Bright Swords tightly.
The electric sparks and golden light exploded simultaneously.
The Ten Deadly Swords transformed into jet-black lightning bolts, while the Ten Bright Swords became golden rainbow sword light. The two swords crossed in the void, slicing through vast swathes of stars.
Jidu swung his sword backhand, and the Ten Deaths Sword veered back at an unbelievable angle, stabbing towards Moyun's back.
Mo Yun did not dodge; the Ten Deaths Sword pierced through his heart, the black tip of the sword protruding from his chest, leaving a trail of golden blood droplets.
Jidu's expression changed slightly. The sword had struck, but the sensation was wrong. It was as if he had pierced into an endless void. The sword was moving forward, but it could never reach the bottom.
Within Mo Yun's heart, the phantom of Zhongtian Gate appeared and disappeared. The Ten Death Sword did not pierce flesh and blood, but rather pierced into infinite space, with layers of space locking this sword of death.
The next moment, the Ten Bright Sword in Mo Yun's hand disintegrated on its own.
The silver-white sword shattered into ten chains, like ten silver dragons, simultaneously coiling towards Ketu from ten directions.
Jidu wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but the Ten Death Swords were locked by the space of Zhongtian Gate, so he could neither advance nor retreat. The thought of abandoning the sword had just arisen when ten chains had already wrapped around his body.
The chains tightened, the true fire of the sun burned away his magical power, and the true water of the moon froze his meridians. Ketu was like an insect trapped in a spider web, his magical power sealed and his body bound.
Above Mo Yun's head, the thirty-six-petaled silver-white lotus bloomed once more, the Milky Way axis unfolded, the scroll stretched across the void, the sun, moon, and stars revolved within it, and the light of the Star Sea Heaven Realm enveloped Ketu.
Ketu was swallowed into the Milky Way axis, the scroll slowly closed, and Ketu's figure disappeared into the depths of the scroll. The light of the sun, moon and stars gathered on the surface of the scroll, sealing it tightly.
Won.
Mo Yun let out a long breath; the Ten Deadly Swords were still stuck in his heart, but Mo Yun didn't care at all.
This incarnation is the body of a Golden-Winged Roc. This injury can be healed in the blink of an eye. As long as Ketu is suppressed in the Milky Way Axis and slowly refined with the power of the Star Sea Heaven Realm, Ketu will have no chance of escaping.
boom!
Four sword beams suddenly slashed towards the Milky Way Axis.
Mo Yun's pupils contracted, and Zhongtianmen rose up again at the critical moment, blocking the Milky Way axis.
But the sword light came too fast and too suddenly. Zhongtianmen blocked three of them, but the sword light of the Trapping Immortal Sword, carrying the causal power of certain impact, swept across the Milky Way axis.
The sword light slashed across the Milky Way axis, cutting from one end of the scroll to the other. Starlight scattered at the edge of the crack, and the light of the Starry Sky Realm leaked out from the crack.
Mo Yun's face turned pale. The Milky Way Axis was connected to his mind. The scroll was torn apart, and he also suffered a backlash. His already nearly exhausted magic power was shaken again. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
From the crack in the Milky Way axis, jet-black lightning burst forth.
Ketu's figure transformed into a streak of lightning, bursting out from the crack in the Milky Way axis. His black robe was mostly torn, revealing a bloody and mangled body beneath. His face was ashen, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, but the sharpness in Ketu's eyes remained undiminished.
With a flash of lightning, Jidu's figure disappeared into the depths of the starry sea.