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Chapter 551 My Lord!

Chapter 559

"too slow."

He uttered three words softly.

Immediately, the crimson sword energy at his fingertips shot out silently...

There was no earth-shattering momentum, no dazzling brilliance.

The crimson sword energy flew out silently, as if it were not tearing through space, but rather being gently painted by an artist on a still painting.

It appears slow, yet it possesses a speed that transcends the concept of time and space.

In the perception of the Stitching Giant, there seemed to be an insurmountable chasm between his world-destroying punch and that tiny sword aura.

It watched helplessly as the streak of blood-red light easily bypassed the destructive storm unleashed by its fist, then, in its vision, it magnified...and magnified again...

puff!
A soft sound, like a bubble bursting.

The crimson sword energy struck the stitched giant's brow with perfect precision.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

The giant's massive, mountain-like body froze in mid-air, its fist, powerful enough to shatter stars, stopped less than three feet above Xu Ran's head, the force of the punch even ruffling his hair.

For the first and last time, a trace of bewilderment appeared in its murky eyes, now filled only with savagery and greed.

It didn't understand what was happening.

next moment.

Click…click…

Fine, blood-red cracks spread like a spider web from the center of its brow to its entire body in an instant!

Through those cracks, one can see that its indestructible body, pieced together from countless corpses of gods and demons, is undergoing a fundamental "reversal" of its internal structure by an irresistible force!
The resilient bones turned into fragile powder.

The surging blood and qi congealed into rotten silt.

The undying obsessions and resentments that constituted its body were forcibly erased by a more domineering and ancient will!
boom! ! !
With a muffled thud, this stitched giant, whose physical body surpassed the realm of Dao Lords, did not explode or turn into blood mist, but instead... quietly collapsed.

Its enormous body turned into a sky full of gray dust in the blink of an eye, drifting away with the wind, as if it had never existed in this world.

Only the purest, boundless life essence and fragments of broken Dao principles were drawn by the swirling, flying crimson sword energy, transforming into a torrent that completely entered Xu Ran's body.

Xu Ran closed his eyes, feeling the surge of power within his body and the exhilarating sensation of the tiny cracks in his Dao Foundation being rapidly repaired, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Dao Lord Level Three Heavens Mid-stage...Late-stage...Perfect!
Having merely absorbed the essence of a peak Dao Lord, his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds once again, directly reaching the peak of the Third Heaven, and only one step away from the Fourth Heaven!
This is the way of "going against the grain"!
They wage war to sustain war, plundering all things and turning them into their own! They are domineering and unreasonable!
After doing all this, Xu Ran slowly raised his head and looked calmly at the two who had already disappeared without a trace.

"Can you run?"

He murmured to himself, and then his mind stirred slightly.

……

Deep in the distant Boundary Sea, amidst a floating band of star debris.

A black streak of light abruptly stopped, revealing the figure of a black-armored knight. He was panting heavily, his soul still pounding violently, his face filled with the relief of surviving a calamity.

"Damn it! What kind of monster is that?! How could someone who just broke through to the third level of Dao Lord possibly..."

Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed!
He was horrified to discover that, without his knowledge, a barely perceptible trace of...blood color had appeared within the very essence of his Dao of Slaughter!
That bit of blood was like a festering sore; no matter how much he circulated his divine power, he couldn't erase it. Instead, as he circulated his divine power, it began to slowly... spread!
"This is...that sword energy?! When did it happen?!"

The black-armored knights were so fearsome they trembled with terror!

He remembered that at the moment the sword energy shot towards the stitched giant, there seemed to be a faint, negligible wisp of sword intent that grazed past his demonic clone!

That tiny bit had already silently invaded his Dao Origin!
"Do not!!!"

He let out a desperate roar, frantically urging his killing intent to "cut" away that bit of blood.

However, his "killing" was so childish and laughable in the face of the "rebellious" will represented by that bit of blood.

puff!
That touch of blood, as if enraged by his power, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light!

The black-armored knight's body stiffened abruptly, and black blood flowed from his seven orifices. His eyes instantly lost all their luster.

His path of ruthless slaughter was reversed from within!
The black spear that had accompanied him for countless years and drunk the blood of countless powerful figures let out a mournful cry, turned its head, and pierced his heart fiercely!

"I... don't want to..."

This was the last wisp of his divine will that he left in this world.

Immediately, his body, along with his soul and his Dao, were completely devoured by that crimson power, transforming into a pure energy that traversed the endless void and was absorbed by some being from afar.

……

On the other side, amidst a distorted and chaotic flow of laws.

Tens of thousands of pale green eyeballs are frantically darting around, their destination a hidden nest on the other side of the turbulent current.

From one of the brightest eyeballs, the extremely venomous divine thoughts of the Mountain of Ten Thousand Eyes Flesh emanated.

"Just you wait! No matter who you are, daring to steal my opportunity, I, Wanmu, will curse you for eternity, ensuring you never find peace! Once I recreate my true form, I will make you..."

Its curse came to an abrupt end.

To its horror, it discovered that deep within the pupils of every one of its tens of thousands of avatars was reflected a blood-red sword shadow, about an inch long!
Those sword shadows seemed to be their innate mark, imprinted there from the very beginning.

"How could this be... My Myriad Manifestations is a divine power that directly points to the origin of the soul, formless and shapeless, how could it be..."

Fear, like a plague, spreads simultaneously in its tens of thousands of thoughts.

The next moment, all the crimson sword shadows lit up simultaneously!

"what--!!!"

A piercing scream, broken into tens of thousands of fragments, echoed throughout the chaotic currents of the laws.

Tens of thousands of eyeballs exploded simultaneously, transforming into the purest divine soul energy, which was also drawn away by that mysterious force and disappeared without a trace.

……

Beside the blade that slays gods.

Xu Ran slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

This turbid breath was actually black and green in color, containing pure killing principles and curse divine thoughts, but its core essence had already been completely absorbed by him.

At this moment, his aura finally reached its peak!
Boom! Without any bottleneck, the barrier between the third and fourth levels of the Dao Lord realm was as fragile as paper, shattered by the immense power within his body!

Dao Lord, Fourth Heaven!
His cultivation level has finally recovered to the level it was before he entered the furnace core!

Do not!
This is by no means a simple recovery!

At this moment, although he is at the same level, his foundation, the purity of his magic power, and his understanding of the Great Dao are vastly different from before!

Previously, he was a "Daoist Lord" under the natural order, cultivating one of the myriad paths, "Reincarnation".

Now, he is a "rebel" who transcends the Three Realms and is not bound by the Five Elements! He controls the "rebellious" Great Dao, which dares to trample all paths under his feet!

If he was a great river before, then he is now a vast ocean that can hold all rivers, yet can also unleash towering waves and overturn everything!
"Congratulations, my lord! Congratulations, my lord! You have once again ascended to the fourth level of the Dao Lord realm, your divine might is unparalleled!"

Only now did Zhenshan and Cangshi, who had been hiding under the protection of Xu Ran's Samsara Dao Domain, dare to cautiously reveal themselves. Looking at the figure before them, whose aura was as deep as a prison and whose mere presence caused the surrounding space to slightly distort, their eyes were filled with fervent worship and awe.

What just happened has completely overturned their understanding.

In the blink of an eye, three powerful Dao Lords at the peak of their cultivation were reduced to ashes!

What divine power! What domineering force!
They had no doubt that even a true Dao Lord at the seventh or even eighth level would perish on the spot!
Xu Ran ignored their flattery and turned his gaze back to the enormous broken sword in front of him.

At this moment, as the tide of malevolent energy subsided, the blood-red light on the broken sword gradually receded, restoring its ancient and desolate appearance.

Xu Ran could feel a strange connection established between himself and the sword. He could clearly sense that deep within the broken sword, there was a wisp of will that had slumbered for countless epochs...

That will, weary and proud, was filled with endless sorrow and indomitable spirit.

It was this very will that had just recognized him and lent him a sliver of power.

"Thank you, senior."

Xu Ran bowed deeply to the broken sword.

This gesture of respect came from the heart.

Not only because of the opportunity it bestowed, but also because of the spirit it represents—the spirit of daring to challenge supreme hegemony!
The broken sword remained silent, offering no response, as if it had stood there forever.

Xu Ran tried to reach out and grasp the broken sword.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the sword, an indescribable heaviness came from all directions, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

This heaviness does not come from weight, but from... cause and effect!
Countless fragmented images flashed through Xu Ran's mind in an instant.

Those were countless brilliant worlds, heading towards destruction under the judgment of divine justice.

Those were countless brilliant and talented beings whose existence was erased because they refused to submit.

That is the blood and tears of countless eras, the resentment and bitterness of all the losers!

This sword carries too much weight!
It carries the fate of all "rebels"!

With Xu Ran's current cultivation level and state of mind, he is far from qualified to pick it up!

"I understand."

Xu Ran slowly withdrew his hand, but his eyes became even more determined.

"One day, I will return and lift you up again. At that time, I will take you and soar to the heavens to ask the so-called principles of heaven, who should truly determine the 'principles' of this world!"

His voice was strong and resonant, as if he were making some grand vow.

hum-

The blade of the Godslayer seemed to understand his words, and it emitted a slight tremor.

Immediately, a barely perceptible blood-red mark flew out from the sword and silently merged into Xu Ran's brow.

Xu Ran felt a burning sensation between his brows as a vast and boundless torrent of information instantly surged into his soul and consciousness!

That was neither a cultivation technique nor a supernatural power.

Rather, it is a concept of "sword"! A true interpretation of "reversal"!

If he had only borrowed the power of the Godslayer Blade before, then from this moment on, he has truly stepped onto the threshold of this "reverse" path and has the qualification to cultivate and grow on his own!

This mark is Godslayer's... investment in him!
Xu Ran closed his eyes, quietly comprehending the profound and boundless information in his mind, remaining silent for a long time.

Zhenshan and Cangshi dared not disturb them and could only stand quietly to the side.

After an unknown amount of time, Xu Ran finally opened his eyes again. The bloodshot color in his eyes had completely faded, and he had regained his clarity, but the depth in his eyes was a hundred times greater than before.

"Let's go," he said calmly. "This place is not safe to stay any longer."

Although he dealt with the three scavengers cleanly and efficiently, the energy fluctuations that erupted here, as well as the unusual calm of the malevolent tide, would inevitably attract the attention of other beings in the Boundary Sea. Now that he had obtained the opportunity and his cultivation had recovered, it was time to leave.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhenshan and Cangshi responded respectfully.

Xu Ran took one last look at the broken sword that stood like a tombstone, then turned around and, with the two of them, transformed into a streak of light, flying towards the edge of this fragment of the continent.

Just as they were about to leave the area of ​​this ancient battlefield, Xu Ran suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He suddenly turned around, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked towards a certain direction deep within the battlefield!
"Who is there?!"

His divine sense, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, swept across!

Zhenshan and Cangshi were also startled and instantly became vigilant. They hadn't even realized that there were other living beings besides them here!

In that shadowy "tomb of weapons," piled up with countless broken divine weapons, there was complete silence and no response.

Xu Ran frowned slightly.

His senses never fail him. Just now, he clearly caught a very subtle... prying gaze!

That gaze held no malice, no murderous intent, only a kind of... curiosity and scrutiny that seemed to transcend countless ages.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Xu Ran snorted coldly. Now that his Dao heart was stable and he was highly skilled and bold, why would he be afraid of this cowardly fellow?

He flicked his finger, and a newly comprehended sword intent of "reversal" transformed into an invisible ripple, spreading in that direction.

This sword intent was not intended to kill, but to "reverse" the laws of that area and force out the hidden person.

(End of this chapter)