Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1290 Everyone Shows Their Magical Powers

On the long river of time.

Dao Tianqi's expression was solemn, his eyelids lowered, and what he saw were Dao Lords who were in different times and in the same place, but were different from each other.

That one glance was enough for him to understand something.

Until the sound of footsteps faintly reached them.

"Tap, tap"

Each step felt as heavy as a mountain, as if it were stepping on Dao Tianqi's primordial spirit, startling him awake and forcing him to look up at the imposing figure approaching from afar.

His speed was not fast, his movements were slow and unhurried, but in the next instant, he walked from a great distance to Dao Tianqi in one step. This was not shrinking the distance to an inch, nor was it a mysterious footwork. This was the direct manifestation of the future of "walking to Dao Tianqi" into reality.

Upon seeing this, Dao Tianqi turned and ran without saying a word.

The dark underworld suddenly appeared, and he was about to enter it. It was his home turf, and even a nascent saint would find it difficult to kill him.

Upon seeing this, the first sage remained silent.

He took another step, without warning, and walked directly between Dao Tianqi and the Underworld, as if becoming a barrier separating the past and the future.

Dao Tianqi is in the past, and the Underworld is in the future.

The two seemed to be very close, but in reality they were completely untouchable. After the First Saint used this to cut off Dao Tianqi's retreat, he extended another finger.

"Boom!"

There was no reminiscing between master and disciple; the First Saint appeared with a deadly attack. Feeling the fatal danger emanating from that finger, Dao Tianqi instead revealed a smile:

"So urgent, Master?"

Even though the First Saint seemed to possess boundless power at this moment, dividing all the Dao Lords with a mere gesture, and was about to kill him, Dao Tianqi still smiled.

Because from these actions, he sensed an indescribable "impatience." In his view, the initial saint's decisive killing was not because of his personality, but because he had no choice but to be decisive and kill. It seemed that the seven Dao Lords had finally reached his limit.

Upon realizing this, Dao Tianqi immediately clasped his hands together.

Immediately afterwards, a dark-colored wheel appeared in his palm, which he held in the center of his hands, spinning rapidly and flowing with rolling, ghostly death energy.

The Wheel of Life and Death!
As he activated the eighth component of the Underworld, the positive energy that had filled the void of stillness suddenly plummeted downwards!

In an instant, the First Saint stopped moving!
At this moment, Dao Tianqi was directly confronting the First Saint with his own power, a move that forced the First Saint to take action to defend himself.

However, just as Dao Tianqi had guessed, the First Saint seemed to be stretched thin at this moment. Every bit of power he drew from one side created a weakness on the other. As a result, the River of Time below suddenly fluctuated, and the figures of the Dao Lords became both real and illusory, as if they could escape in the next second.

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Upon seeing this, Chu Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, but his reaction was swift. He did not attempt to kill Dao Tianqi with a single finger strike, but instead quickly switched to another profound technique.

Immediately afterwards, he made a hand seal with one hand and summoned a beam of light.

This time, he poured in even more power, and Dao Tianqi had no way to resist. In an instant, his figure turned into a solitary shadow and disappeared into the depths of the void.

He was banished to the "future".

Although he wasn't killed, for a considerable period of time he was unable to interfere with what was happening now, which was no different from being dead.

"Boom!"

In the next instant, the river of time crumbled.

All the Dao Lords appeared one after another. Lü Yang was the first to step out, but he did not see Dao Tianqi. Instead, the First Saint, with his flowing sleeves, stood in the same spot. Lü Yang's heart sank slightly.

"Cough cough."

Just then, Chu Sheng suddenly clenched his fist in front of his lips and coughed up some blood. His originally uniform aura suddenly dropped.

The collapse of the River of Time, while having some effect on him, was still enough to surprise everyone. After all, he had just fought seven against one, trapping six and driving away one. Although he hadn't completely killed Dao Tianqi, the result was practically the same as killing him. So, the question arises...

How many more times can he use such methods?

It should be noted that Dao Tianqi did not die just now, partly due to his strength, but more importantly, because the First Saint simply did not have the spare strength.

But things are different now.

Now that there are only six Dao Lords left, if the First Saint were to use the same trick again, he would certainly have more methods at his disposal, and might not be unable to actually kill one of the Dao Lords!
Not only Lü Yang, but other Dao Lords also realized this.

The number of people cannot be reduced any further!
In an instant, Sword Lord and Cang Hao attacked simultaneously, but instead of targeting the First Saint, they unleashed a profound Dao sound that resonated throughout the mortal realm.

"Lock it up!"

In an instant, Lü Yang sensed the fluctuations within the sea of ​​light, but he did not stop it, allowing its mysterious workings to continue, and finally a dazzling beam of light soared out.

That was a real dragon.

As soon as the true dragon appeared, it immediately joined its head and tail together, its mouth holding the tail and its tail encircling the head, forming a ball, like a five-colored treasure lock, hanging high in the void.

【Heavenly Heart Lock】!
The Dao artifact forged by the Ancestral Dragon in the past now flows with five-colored light. Upon seeing this, Lü Yang immediately mobilized the Five Elements Fruit Positions to enhance it and increase its profoundness.

“Crack!”

With a soft click of a lock, the surging river of time came to an abrupt halt. This Dao artifact was once the foundation of the Heavenly Dao. Now that the Demon Lord is about to break free and the Heavenly Dao is about to be destroyed, Sword Lord and Cang Hao spared no expense and directly summoned back this treasure, forcibly suppressing the Primordial Saint!

But at this moment.

"Whoosh!"

As time surged, the figure of the First Saint split into two once more. One figure from the past took the [Heavenly Heart Lock] away, while the other figure remained in place.

"Cough cough."

His coughing grew louder, and the aura of his impending death became even stronger, yet he managed to move the Dao artifact, the Heavenly Heart Lock, away just like that!
At this moment, the Master of Magic finally made his move.

Before this, he and Du Xuan remained silent and unmoved, seemingly powerless, until this moment when they finally revealed their true colors.

The First Sage looked up at the sky, but saw only a jade scroll laid out across the void, seemingly laid out for a long time. On the scroll were countless principles of magic, each word a gem, revealing profound mysteries, together outlining a rainbow that shone on the First Sage's indifferent face.

"When all mysteries are extinguished, all wonders perish."

This is called the "Sutra on the Extinction of the Dharma".

"Boom!"

In an instant, all the images surrounding the primordial saint rose up one after another like dreams and bubbles, and then shattered, the profound mystery rapidly crumbling!
"This is."

Seeing this, astonishment appeared in Lü Yang's eyes: 'Such damage to the foundation... What a master of myriad laws! What a master of magic! Indeed, far stronger than Du Xuan!'

Because the spirit was sealed, the Dharma Body was shattered, and one of the three foundations was missing. This was originally a bad thing. However, this master of magic had a unique idea. Instead, he incorporated this "missing" image into his own mystery, evolved magic, and finally deduced the mystery of the extinction of all magic!

Magic power, spells, and the Dharma body are the foundation of a cultivator.

When the foundation is damaged, all dharmas perish.

This profound mystery can be described as a special attack on cultivators. As long as you are still within the realm of cultivators and have not broken free, it is impossible to escape its influence!
This is not the end.

The rolling rosy light, like a tide, firmly suppressed the initial saint, making him unable to move. At the same time, a figure silently appeared behind him.

Behind the gleaming bald head, a dark aura of calamity surged, intensifying the [Dharma Extinction Sutra] activated by the Daoist Master of Magic. This was because the profound mystery targeting cultivators was itself one of the [calamities], perfectly in line with the Dao. With the two forces combined, the World Honored One's aura rapidly increased at this moment.

"Pfft!"

The broad Buddha's palm entered from the back of the heart and exited from the front of the chest, ruthlessly piercing through the body of the First Saint, which was mysteriously exhausted, its image collapsed, and without any protection!
(End of this chapter)