Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 552 Killing you is enough! (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking further subscriptions!)

Seemingly sensing Wu Xian's gaze, the crippled immortal clad in silver armor turned cold, his eyes flashing with divine light as he launched an attack with his divine sense, intending to severely injure Wu Xian's primordial spirit.

It must be said that although he was a crippled immortal, he was still a powerful figure in the realm of immortality.

You can call him bad, but you can't deny his talent and strength. Just this one divine sense attack alone would have caused many supreme beings to suffer serious injuries.

However, Wu Xian's situation is different. He has already created his own path. On the surface, it seems that he has not yet ignited the divine fire, but his true realm has far surpassed that of ordinary supreme beings. His primordial spirit strength is even more terrifying. Not to mention a crippled immortal, even the divine sense of a true immortal may not be able to harm him in the slightest.

As expected, Wu Xian's primordial spirit remained unmoved in the face of this divine sense attack. Instead, the opponent's divine sense collapsed first, and upon returning, it even caused the remnant immortal to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Seeing this, Wu Xian's lips curled into a disdainful smile, and then he spoke.

"Who do we have here that's so shameless as to launch a sneak attack? Turns out it's you, you deserter who only knows how to stab your own troops in the back. No wonder."

"By the way, this desolate region is where Kunpeng fell back then. Now that you've come here, I wonder if you'll recall the time when she crippled you."

Wu Xian's tone was extremely sarcastic. Upon hearing this, the beings of the Eight Realms felt that there was a huge amount of information, as if it contained some earth-shattering gossip. They couldn't help but prick up their ears and listen carefully, afraid of missing any exciting plot developments.

"presumptuous!!"

Upon hearing these words that directly hit him where it hurt, the remnant immortal, who had already regained consciousness, was instantly enraged. A terrifying aura surged forth from the chariot, as if he wanted to overwhelm others and destroy the entire desolate region.

"Humph!"

Wu Xian sneered and waved his sleeve. The Four Symbols, Five Elements, and Eight Trigrams Formation below shone brightly. Countless runes and talismans moved and shifted, emitting an even more powerful force, dispelling the aura of the remnant immortal and remaining completely unaffected.

Seeing this, the remnant immortal was somewhat shocked. He stared intently at the great formation but found it to be completely unfamiliar. It was not one of the ten great killing formations, yet it could easily withstand his power, which was simply unbelievable.

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes. He turned to look at Wu Xian, narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Young man, do you know what was injected into your body earlier?"

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow, then sneered:

"What else could it be but the Immortal-Breaking Curse!"

The Curse of the Immortal.

This is a curse that is said to be able to destroy even a true immortal. It can be said that once you are afflicted by it, there is no way to undo it. It is extremely vicious.

After being afflicted by this curse, one's entire cultivation and foundation will be severed, and one's magical power will melt into nothingness within a month. It can cripple a true immortal, turning them into a mortal.

It is said that Kunpeng was cursed by this Immortal-Breaking Curse, which led to its eventual demise. Even the Ten Ancient Fiends, who were comparable to Immortal Kings, could not withstand it, which shows how terrifying this curse was.

The remnant immortal seemed surprised that Wu Xian knew about the Immortal-Breaking Curse and was so nonchalant about it, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

This is not the script he imagined. Shouldn't he be the one to reveal the power of the Immortal-Breaking Curse and then watch the other person's shocked, fearful, and painful expression?
The result...is this?
"It's just a spell to break immortality, is it that great?"

Wu Xian sneered.

"In the end, it's just an ancient spell that's been lost for hundreds of thousands of years. Do you really think it's still as unbreakable as before? Times are changing. Not everything is better the older it is. Just like you, you old, useless piece of trash, you should have been buried in the ground long ago!"

"...Who exactly are you?!"

The remnant immortal's expression was icy cold, and a monstrous killing intent rose around the silver chariot, almost solidifying into a physical form.

"Who am I? Why don't you open your dog eyes and see for yourself!" Wu Xian grinned, revealing clean, white teeth, but his body exuded an extremely fierce and savage aura.

The next second, a pair of enormous wings appeared behind him, gleaming with golden light and covered with black markings, and a ferocious bird appeared behind him, covering the sky.

Kunpeng!!
In an instant, the remnant immortal inside the silver chariot had his pupils contract, his body trembled slightly, and his expression was extremely ugly, as if he had recalled the fear of being crippled by the severely injured Kunpeng, and his whole body seemed to be in pain.

Buzz!
A golden light flashed and arrived, a fist imprint pressing down horizontally. The power of the moon and the sun went berserk, merging into one in an instant, transforming into the form of a Kunpeng, which slammed fiercely into the silver chariot.

In an instant, the eight celestial horses that drove the chariot vanished without a sound, and the runic array that the silver chariot had activated in response also disintegrated in an instant.

Rumble————! ! !
Amidst a deafening explosion, a mushroom cloud of flames rose slowly, and then a figure shot out from it, his face ashen, looking as if he had been force-fed a pound of excrement.

This was a war chariot he had built with countless precious materials. It was not only comparable to his natal magic weapon, but it could also stabilize his injuries. In the end, it was broken just like that. His heart ached so much that it almost bled!

Bang----!!!
The golden light flashed again, and the remnant immortal's head buzzed. He felt the surrounding scenery being torn apart and shattered like twisted bubbles. When he came to his senses, he felt a sharp pain in his cheek, and he found himself in the starry sky outside the Eight Domains.

He then saw the Milky Way reversed, with the 365 main stars radiating endless light and heat like the sun, making him feel as if he were in flames, and his already suppressed injuries began to worsen.

The Celestial Star Array!
buzzing-

Wu Xian reappeared, and without uttering a single word, immediately unleashed the Kunpeng Technique, continuing his fierce attack on the remnant immortal!
"Young man! You've gone too far!"

"You bastard! You dare call yourself a human being!"

The two fought fiercely amidst their angry shouts at each other. The intensity of their battle far exceeded the limits that even a supreme being could reach, as if two gods who had created the world were battling in the starry sky. With each collision, surging energy raged through the void.

Although the crippled immortal is half-crippled, he is still an immortal. During his hundreds of thousands of years of silence, he has refined a large number of immortal weapons. Now, when he uses various forbidden supernatural powers, he can briefly recover to his full strength.

Wu Xian was even more terrifying. His physical body was unparalleled, and even immortal weapons that even supreme beings dared not touch could fall on him as if they were neither painful nor itchy. He could wield several of the Ten Fierce Treasure Techniques with ease, shattering the void and causing the universe to wail in agony.

boom--! !

In the fierce battle, the remnant immortal gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, unable to withstand the strain.

He was no longer at his peak and could not unleash his true power. He only relied on his high cultivation level and wanted to personally kill Wu Xian, but he was thwarted at this moment.

This young man is terrifying. He has clearly not yet become an immortal, but his combat power is incredibly strong, like a fully grown Ten Fiends, so strong that it makes people despair.

"Stop! You're under the spell of the Immortal-Breaking Curse. If you force yourself to fight, you'll only weaken faster!"

Clearly, the Remnant Immortal did not believe Wu Xian's previous statement. In his view, the Immortal-Breaking Curse was unsolvable and impossible for anyone to resist.

"Haha! So what!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Xian laughed loudly, and then around him, strange phenomena appeared, such as the True Phoenix, Kunpeng, Qilin, Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, Willow God, and Yinglong, as if six black hole vortexes were swirling around him, just like the six paths of reincarnation.

"It's enough to kill you!"

boom--------!!!!!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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