Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 622 Boundary Sea
How far can they escape?
"You ant, I will chase you to the ends of the Boundary Sea today and extract your soul to light lamps and refine your spirit."

Qingyuan Zhenjun was so angry that his chest almost exploded, and flames truly shot out from the top of his head.

To be repeatedly humiliated and severely injured by a Foundation Establishment ant, and then to have him escape with his men right in front of him, was an utter disgrace.

If the other True Lords found out, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in this circle anymore.

If Xu Yunfan cannot be reduced to ashes, his Dao heart will be cracked, or even regress.

This is so embarrassing.

As a demonic lord, he suffered repeated setbacks, and even his own cave was penetrated and damaged.

He immediately prepared to activate the wondrous Dao of the Pure Qi of Heaven and Earth, drawing upon the remaining Pure Qi of the Immortal Palace to protect his body. He was about to move and step into that chaotic void passage to track down Xu Yunfan's whereabouts.

A violent aura surged into the sky.

However, at this moment.

"Qiang!"

An indescribably sharp sword intent, capable of severing all things and seemingly able to shake down stars, appeared as if it had fallen from the heavens or traveled back from the end of time, suddenly piercing the sky above the East China Sea, a sea that had just begun to calm down.

The aura of this sword intent was extremely familiar to True Monarch Qingyuan.

It was something that had caused him suffering a thousand years ago, something that made him extremely wary.

Wancheng Sword Sect

Pure Yang True Lord, Lü Chunyang.

This sword intent did not attack anyone; it was merely like an invisible blade, hovering in the void, precisely cutting off all of Qingyuan Zhenjun's subsequent actions as he was about to unleash the Immortal Pure Qi to cross the Boundary Sea.

At the same time, it served as a clear warning sign, instantly illuminating this battlefield in the East China Sea.

Qingyuan Zhenjun's expression changed drastically.

That old devil did indeed come.

The three bursts of pure Yang sword intent could not possibly escape the original owner's notice.

Especially when Sword Two: Annihilation severed the chain of his killing intent, the pure Daoist aura of destruction was the most conspicuous beacon.

Lu Chunyang must have sensed that his three sword intents had been activated, and that his enemy was Qingyuan, who was also a True Lord, before he personally descended.

After all, the Wancheng Sword Sect prides itself on being the leader of the righteous path, and it was the person who personally bestowed three golden core sword intents upon it that inspired it. Logically and emotionally, Lü Chunyang would show up.

Qingyuan Zhenjun dared not be negligent.

Currently, his grotto-heaven is in turmoil, his physical body is severely damaged, and his strength has plummeted. Facing Lu Chunyang, a sword cultivator in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm who is in perfect condition, would be tantamount to courting death.

Even at his peak, he couldn't defeat Chunyang Zhenjun.

A sword cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm possesses terrifying strength.

Moreover, he is currently only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

If they were to meet head-on, he would be the only one to die. Unless the True Lord of Universal Salvation comes, he would have no choice but to perish here if he did not retreat.

Lu Chunyang might even get excited and start another sect war.

Continuing this entanglement is pointless; not only could they not hunt down Xu Yunfan, but they might even die here themselves.

"Humph!"

Qingyuan Zhenjun suppressed his boundless rage and stared intently at the direction where Xu Yunfan had disappeared.

Without the slightest hesitation, True Monarch Qingyuan abandoned his pursuit of the Immortal Pure Qi. He activated the remaining Qiankun Pure Qi and the wondrous Dao True Method within his body to their maximum extent, and slashed his hand across the chaotic void in front of him.

"Hey!"

A crack was instantly torn open, revealing a chaotic torrent churning with a gray-black aura and radiating a terrifying aura of devouring and annihilation.

Boundary Sea!

With a flash, True Monarch Qingyuan, carrying the remaining pure aura of the Immortal Palace, plunged into the Boundary Sea filled with the mysterious light of chaos and death without hesitation.

It vanished instantly into the crack.

Almost the instant that True Monarch Qingyuan plunged into the Boundary Sea, a figure suddenly appeared in the sky above this East Sea. The newcomer wore a moon-white Daoist robe, his figure was not particularly burly, and his face was not extraordinary, but his eyes seemed to contain a vast and boundless universe of swords, deep and calm.

It was none other than Lü Chunyang, the leader of the Wancheng Sword Sect and the Pure Yang True Lord.

He didn't look at the cracks where Qingyuan had disappeared; instead, his gaze swept calmly across the battlefield, like the sharpest sword, across the scarred landscape.

The air still retained the unique sharpness of the three sword intents he bestowed upon Xu Yunfan after their eruption.

He stood there for a while, a sword intent of calculation swirling around him.

"Ok?"

Lü Chunyang's expression underwent a subtle change.

He truly hadn't expected Xu Yunfan to plunge headlong into the Boundary Sea.

Just as he was about to step inside, Lü Chunyang suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the Eastern Wilderness, and his eyes flickered slightly.

If he leaves the Taihua Lingxu Realm and enters the Boundary Sea, the Bodhi Pure Land will likely immediately allow the four people from the Eastern Wilderness to attain the Buddhahood of the Free King. At that time, the Bodhi Pure Land's actions of establishing a Buddhist kingdom on earth will likely be unstoppable.

"It's all up to fate."

……

……

Bodhi Pure Land.

A Bodhisattva, seated atop a twelve-petaled golden lotus, looked at the figure that remained motionless in the sky above the East China Sea, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

Pity.

If we can lure Lü Chunyang out, then everything will be much easier.

Pudu Zhenjun of the Yuanshi Sect alone could handle it.
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Boundary sea.

The chilling aftershocks of the sword intent still trembled in the void, while the shattered seawater and the dissipated celestial aura mingled into a chaotic mess.

Xu Yunfan stood atop the escape magic weapon.

On that Void-Crossing Boat, no bigger than a banana leaf but capable of appearing and disappearing unpredictably amidst the chaos of the Boundary Sea, his face was as pale as paper.

At this moment, his internal magical power was already less than one-tenth of what it used up, and his Divine Firmament Dao Body was covered with spiderweb-like cracks. What was worse, he had used up all three of his life-saving Golden Core Sword Intents.

Looking back, the familiar spiritual energy fluctuations of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm had completely disappeared, replaced by the raging and chaotic airflow of the Boundary Sea, mixed with the life-and-death mystical light capable of annihilating life.

He suppressed the excruciating pain in his soul and turned his gaze to Ye Xuan, who was forcibly imprisoned inside the boat and looked utterly terrified.

After all, in the Boundary Sea, a Foundation Establishment True Person would only face certain death.

Xu Yunfan wouldn't have resorted to such a method if he hadn't been able to refine the extraordinary treasure, the Ferry Boat.

He glanced at the skill section on the attribute panel in his field of vision, and the Divine Soul Exchange skill in the Creation Cloud Book was still lit up.

This made him secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there are attribute panels that transcend the rules and can ignore distance.

If it were the original Xuan Du Eight Scenes Refining Heaven Creation Cloud Book that he cultivated the Cloud Book Incarnation Technique, he would be all alone now.

Xu Yunfan glanced at Ye Xuan.

"Now tell me, how exactly do I get to that coordinate place you mentioned? Or would you rather be thrown into the Boundary Sea?"

The fear in Ye Xuan's eyes intensified.

Once illuminated by the chaotic light of birth and death in the Boundary Sea, one cannot even be reincarnated.

Although most of the sword cultivators in the Wancheng Sword Sect are fanatics, it is still relatively normal for them to face such a threat of death.

She gritted her teeth and quickly recited the coordinates of a chaotic rift point far from the mainstream of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm.

Xu Yunfan fell silent, his divine sense frantically urging the Ferry Boat to move.

This painstakingly crafted escape artifact unleashed its final brilliance, struggling to traverse the raging, chaotic sea of ​​boundaries. Each collision with the light of birth and death caused the vessel to emit waves of unbearable strain.

(End of this chapter)