Devouring Evil Martial Arts, Eliminating Demons from All Heavens

Chapter 187 The End
"Ah!"

Lord Liuyun chuckled softly, "Not in the martial world?"

"Not in the martial world, but in the clouds, that is my wish."

The blood on his hands flowed down to his fingertips, almost dripping, his face pale, yet he seemed greatly encouraged.

"For an opponent like you to say that I'm no longer in the game only proves that I'm not old yet and am still striding confidently on the path I want to take."

"Then let's see if I, who haven't strayed from the path, can control this sword, if I can..."

"I will shatter your entire martial world!!"

He waved his hands outwards, spraying blood into the air, and his hands became clean.

The pine tree shook, and a white figure rose into the air.

A crane soaring through the air, though not quite reaching the sky, has nonetheless surpassed the height of this cliff.

Lord Liuyun pointed his fingers together in the air, his left hand brushing against the sword-like fingers of his right hand.

The sword energy, over three feet long, extended and took shape from his right hand.

Everyone on the lake was watching this scene.

In their eyes, the figure of the Lord of Liuyun Palace was almost a tiny dot.

But just as this tiny man condensed his sword, a vast illusion seemed to appear in the sky.

The blue sky suddenly changed, the white clouds became polluted, and colorful halos appeared everywhere.

It is predominantly gray, white and dark red, with other colors mixed in.

Dazzling colors spread across the sky, coloring all directions, slowly surging.

Hallucination, it was definitely a hallucination.

But this kind of illusion that could affect thousands of martial artists was something they had never seen before.

Anxiety and horror grew uncontrollably in their hearts.

Lu Shuangyan stared intently at this scene.

He had already learned of the existence of the so-called Misty Cloud Realm from Chu Tianshu.

The freak was born from his swordsmanship and has endured in the realm of mist and clouds.

A human soul cannot linger in the mist and haze, and a soldier's soul, free from distractions, cannot remain still in the mist and haze.

This freak might be called a magical spirit.

Just like fish native to the deep sea, they are not afraid of seawater.

The spirit can roam freely in the mist and clouds, but it cannot grow much from it. It needs more substantial food and longs to be born into the human world.

Lu Shuangyan wanted to see this sword strike clearly, to see what belonged to her and what had deviated from it, and in turn, she wanted to distort herself.

Chu Tianshu was also looking up at this scene, his pupils glowing like wheels, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting.

He did not try to stop it.

After their exchange, he had confirmed that the Lord of Liuyun Prefecture was a rare find in this region, a martial artist of a similar type to himself.

His internal strength is profound and enduring, his moves are endless and adaptable, and he has no weaknesses in any aspect.

He will likely need to drag out the fight for several hundred more moves to defeat the Lord of Liuyun Palace.

However, within these hundreds of moves, the Lord of Liuyun Palace may unleash his fifteenth sword at any moment.

It all comes down to whether the person has made that decision.

You can't stop it; when you get into close combat, you'll be caught off guard by that sword strike.

Why don't both sides readjust and fight it out to the death?

Chu Tianshu's mind raced through all the details of the Deadly Sword Technique, recalling his experience of severely injuring the Demon Blade Spirit.

The magical spirit of the Demon Blade was severely underdeveloped as soon as it began to sprout, due to the restriction imposed by the sect's treasured sword.

The nutrients that Cult Leader Qiu temporarily fed it were not enough.

Meanwhile, Lord Liuyun was unleashing this sword with boundless generosity.

The celestial phenomena changed dramatically, and colors shimmered in all directions.

The figure of the Lord of Liuyun Palace suddenly reversed and fell downwards.

The iridescent colors in the sky suddenly froze.

People nearly cried out in alarm, only to find themselves unable to move.

They seemed to have turned into hundreds of statues, unable to move even the slightest bit.

The small boat's undulations slowed down, and even the ripples on the lake seemed to stop.

Chu Tianshu's mind trembled uncontrollably.

This is completely different from the deadly sword in the TV series.

Although he hadn't originally intended to use that thing as a reference.

But when faced with this sword strike, he couldn't help but want to curse loudly.

This is actually the fifteenth deadly sword strike?

The deadly fifteenth sword strike looks like this?

Is this Sword Fifteen, or Sword Twenty-Three?!
Chu Tianshu sensed something was wrong in a flash.

He had already fully adjusted his mind and body, becoming clear-headed and focused, so why would he suddenly have these distracting thoughts?

However, his body was also unable to move.

It seems that the only thing that can move is thought and intention.

Even his thinking seemed to have become faster. In the blink of an eye, he went through all the visualization patterns of the Zongheng Dharma Gate in his mind.

This is something that would be impossible under normal circumstances.

Furthermore, it's understandable to freeze other people in place.

But at the moment when the Lord of Liuyun Palace flipped over and fell, it was clear that the speed of his fall was extremely fast, propelled by the power of the mist and clouds.

Why does he look so slow when he falls now?

The lake surface is frozen, the waves are frozen.

Only the Lord of Liuyun Palace was able to move and wield his sword in the air.

This is already the most auspicious scene.

But he really didn't look happy, like a white cloud drifting down slowly.

Water will dry up, and all things will die.

This sword strike, perhaps deliberately slowed down, allowed death to approach little by little, letting the victim taste the ultimate fear.

Even Chu Tianshu, while pondering, felt an ever-growing, chaotic sense of panic welling up inside him.

However, Chu Tianshu had long been accustomed to chaotic fear.

He did his best to facilitate a simple gesture of raising his hand.

When his gaze fell on the palm of his hand, he understood everything...

That hand was cloudy and transparent!
His physical body still stands on the reef.

But his soul ascended, and half of it had already separated from his body.

It was as if his very soul wanted to meet that sword strike head-on.

First destroy the soul, then sever the body.

This sword strike did not freeze time, but rather caused a separation between a person's mind and body.

The rapid acceleration of thought processes fills one's soul with distracting and impure thoughts.

Ordinary people cannot perceive this difference and assume that their thinking is still at a normal speed.

This, of course, makes everything around seem to slow down and stand still.

Although Chu Tianshu sensed this, he was unable to control his body at this moment.

The figure in the green robe stood there, seemingly awaiting death.

The sword is getting closer and closer.

Chu Tianshu could now clearly see every subtle change in the eyes of the Lord of Liuyun Palace.

The man's eyes were now filled with sword intent.

Life is extinguished, and the world decays.

The faster your thoughts race, the closer you get to death.

No matter how turbulent the rivers may be, they will eventually lead to death.

Since everything ends in death, isn't pursuing a transcendent state high in the clouds far better than the meaningless flow of a river?
He wielded the sword with the spirit of flowing clouds.

Chu Tianshu could sense that even his own soldier spirit was affected by this sword strike and was unable to provide assistance.

The simpler something is, the less it can resist this sword strike.

However, a chaotic mind cannot control the physical body.

No, humans are inherently complex. So why can a complex person control a complex physical body in normal times?
It is the matching of mind and blood.

When the flow of Qi and blood in the brain is complex enough to keep up with the mind, it will send out orderly commands, and the body will naturally be able to follow the movement.

Under the influence of the Fifteen Deadly Swords, a person's thinking speed far exceeds the changes and operation of blood and qi signals in the brain.

So, instead of trying to control the whole body, let's focus on interfering with the flow of qi and blood in the brain.

Those are the smallest things, and therefore the most easily interfered with.

And my brain... is strong enough to withstand this acceleration!
As the Lord of Liuyun Palace's sword fell, what he saw reflected not only his physical body but also the half of his soul that had already separated from him.

The sword is about to shatter the soul.

The end of this sword is ultimately death!

But at that moment, the scene reflected in his eyes suddenly changed.

The frozen body suddenly rammed upwards.

The soul has not returned to the body; it means the physical body has collided with the soul's position.

when! !

Chu Tianshu's palms caught the sword energy, blood flowed from his brow, and his eyes turned crimson, even more so than blood.

"break!!"

Break, break, break, break, break!!
The end of life is death, but the end of this sword is...

When essence, energy, and spirit are in harmony, divine power is achieved.

Layers of azure light and lightning erupted from between his palms, instantly transmitting to the tail of the sword energy and striking the Lord of Liuyun Palace.

Thirteen times in total, with all their might.

Qi and blood, and mental energy, are all transforming into internal strength.

Thirteen layers of air waves erupted from behind the Lord of Liuyun Palace, starting from his arm, causing his skin and flesh to peel away layer by layer.

(End of this chapter)