Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 480 I am the Law of Heaven
At this moment, the sky was completely dark, and the wind and snow were raging fiercely.

The lake reflects the bright moon and starry sky, its surface rippling gently.

Di Shitian stared intently at Ren Shaoyang, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The world seemed to stand still. Hongxiu and Binghuang were locked in a fierce battle, but it did nothing to affect their standoff.

"You think you can defeat me with your bullshit 'Harmonious Law'?"

A chilling aura gathered around Di Shitian, instantly transforming him into a three-zhang-tall ice figure. He gruffly said, "Then I will show you the true 'Sacred Heart Technique' and utterly annihilate you!"

Ren Shaoyang frowned, then chuckled coldly, "We've already flipped the table and started fighting, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Damn!
The sword blade suddenly grew to over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) and swung it around in a flurry of motion, thrusting forward.

These few moves were as swift as a fleeting moment, faster than anyone could have imagined. The clanging and clashing of the blows was as rapid as the playing of a zither. The two exchanged blows in an instant.

Suddenly, Emperor Shitian laughed loudly and said, "Got it!" He grabbed the tip of the Dragon-Capturing Sword.

The crimson blade of the Dragon-Capturing Sword trembled violently, causing Emperor Shitian's icy hand to hiss and emit white steam.

Emperor Shitian raised an eyebrow and shouted, "Ten Thousand Ren Piercing the Clouds!"

With a crackling sound, countless ice spikes as tall as a person erupted from the ground, snaking straight towards the white-robed figure.

Ren Shaoyang, his weapon disabled and facing a desperate situation, smiled, swayed slightly, and casually said, "Stop."

hum!
The icicle trembled slightly and instantly crumbled into a cloud of flying snow, spreading like smoke and mist.

Indra was deeply moved and exclaimed, "How is this possible?"

After shouting, Ren Shaoyang flicked his wrist, the blade shortened with a "whoosh," and he rushed over like a startled swan.

He pointed his fingers in mid-air as if they were swords, and then unleashed a series of attacks. The dark sword light was ethereal and unpredictable, like a dream.

With one hand gripping the Dragon-Capturing Sword, and the other blocking and parrying, Indra felt the sword winds opposite him combining positive and negative forces, curving and straightening at his command, darkening the sky and illuminating the earth, omnipresent.

Chi Chi Chi!
The ice on his body fell off in a flurry, and he shrank by half in a moment!
Di Shitian felt a chill in his heart. He hadn't expected that his opponent would make him feel like he was in hell with just swordsmanship. The miserable state of being crushed by Wu Wudi with martial arts twenty years ago resurfaced in his mind. He immediately roared, "Get lost!"

With a flick of his wrist, he tossed the sword aside and retreated as swiftly as lightning.

But to everyone's surprise, he used the "Soaring to Immortality Steps" to retreat dozens of feet, almost into the lake, but the white-robed man did not pursue him.

Indra couldn't help but look up and meet Ren Shaoyang's gaze. Instantly, his heart was filled with turmoil and anger surged forth, an inexplicable fire threatening to burn through the heavens!
Ren Jianshen, dressed in white robes that flowed like water, swayed slightly in the moonlight. With his eyes lowered, he spoke with a hint of sarcasm.

"Indra, two thousand years have passed, and you've truly wasted your life!"

Indra's eyes widened in fury as he roared, "Arrogance!" With a rub of his hands, an ice-blue "Rasengan" was created.

The blue ball swelled in the wind, surrounded by electric sparks and crackling sounds.

Indra, holding a "Rasengan" the size of a human head, hurled it at Ren Shaoyang with great force.

"Emperor's Crazy Thunder!"

The thunderbolt, the size of a human head, was like a mad tiger unleashed, unstoppable and exuding a chilling aura.

In an instant, the wind and snow stopped in the air, the ice shattered, and all were assimilated and destroyed under the vast thunder.

Hooray!
The sky flickered between light and shadow, lightning flashed, the essence of heaven and earth was in chaos, and the void trembled incessantly, as if it might collapse at any moment.

Ren Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly. Suddenly, he said in a loud voice, "Di Shitian, who are you trying to scare with such a big scene?" His body swayed as if he were being blown by a gale. In the blink of an eye, he swept ten zhang away and suddenly stood under the thunder.

The blue and white light made Ren Shao's face appear even whiter than snow.

When Indra saw him approaching so quickly, he was secretly surprised. Then, with a flick of his icy hand, a cold current swept across the area.

Ren Shaoyang lowered his head slightly, the soil beneath his feet sank, and he ducked. Di Shitian's flick missed its mark, and he couldn't help but shout sharply, "Spells?"

Before the shout had even faded, the white-robed figure floated up again, the ground beneath his feet as smooth as ever. He soared through the air like a startled dragon, his sword flashing like a bolt of lightning, aimed straight at the raging thunder.

Logically, when lightning and sword light meet, they should unleash an unparalleled explosion, shaking the heavens and earth, as if it were the end of the world.

With a "whoosh," Ke Qinlong pierced into the lightning, but it was as easy and effortless as a hot knife cutting through butter.

Ren Shaoyang formed a sword-finger gesture and shouted, "Lü Su!" His longsword suddenly trembled, striking the core of the raging thunder. The frequency of this tremor matched that of the "Emperor Heaven Raging Thunder."

However, for the most powerful and unique martial arts techniques in the world, everything from the operational path, the combination of moves, the composition of true qi, to the energy released outwards, must be precise and accurate.

As the saying goes, "A little more would be too rich, a little less would be too bland."

Such a precise operation is most vulnerable to being embellished by a foolish person's sudden inspiration.

As a thousand-year-old demon, Indra would naturally not make such a mistake. However, he never imagined that someone would use this as a pretext.

After all, the operation of "Emperor Heavenly Thunder" and even "Sacred Heart Technique" cannot escape the realm of harmony.

What Ren Shaoyang needed to do was to understand the inherent energy harmony of the "Emperor Heavenly Thunder." Then, on its perfect trajectory, he would subtly "add unnecessary details," causing it to collapse on its own!

The subtle vibrations emanating from the longsword in his hand were the "catalyst for collapse".

In an instant, the seemingly violent lightning exploded on its own like firecrackers, followed by a dizzying spin and collapse inward.

In the blink of an eye, with a "pop," it vanished.
Di Shitian was both shocked and furious. He saw that his opponent had shattered his "Di Tian Kuang Lei" with just one sword strike, especially the final "pop" sound, which sounded like a fart.

Damn it, the divine lightning I painstakingly conjured was reduced to nothing but a fart.

Without uttering a word, Di Shitian suddenly shattered the mysterious ice surrounding him, which condensed into an ice sword. With a flick of his fingers, the ice sword seemed to come alive, drawing an arc and piercing through the air towards Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang didn't even look, and casually swung his sword. The tip of his sword directly hit the center of gravity of the ice sword, which trembled and then splashed away with a "plop".

Di Shitian sneered and continued to draw his sword.

But the constant "whooshing" sound filled the air, and the sky was filled with icy blades.

Ren Shaoyang strolled over, his white robes flowing gracefully. He casually waved his right hand, and the crimson sword light flickered on and off, as if countless blood-red arcs of electricity appeared around him.

With a series of "thuds," the ice sword shattered into a sky full of icy mist, which glittered and fell down.

With a flash of his eyes, Di Shitian's figure quietly lost its form and vanished from the spot in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already beside Ren Shaoyang, pointing a finger at him!
Ren Shaoyang laughed loudly, and with a flash of sword light, he cut Di Shitian in half at the waist.

But this was just a smokescreen from Indra. Suddenly, he appeared in the sky, grinning and saying, "Sword God Ren, watch my 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin'!" With that, he flicked his finger.

The icy mist transformed into countless strands of sword energy, shooting towards Ren Shaoyang.

Ren Shaoyang's expression was serene. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of his sword rose, unleashing countless blood-red sword flowers that gently scattered outwards.

The sword energy that filled the sky met the sword flowers and flew away with a "plop plop" sound, without a single drop landing on him.

As they remained locked in a stalemate, the sword energy diminished and thinned, gradually transforming into wisps of icy mist that rose and spread.

Unbeknownst to him, Ren Shaoyang was already shrouded in icy mist, his figure becoming blurred.

Suddenly, Di Shitian appeared in front of Ren Shaoyang!

It's like a ghost suddenly appearing in front of you in a horror story.

Ren Shaoyang couldn't help but tilt his head back.

Then Di Shitian curled his lips into a smile, and a green light appeared in his eyes. Ren Shaoyang was caught off guard and his eyes were drawn to his gaze.

Between their eyes, it was as if an invisible rope was pulling them apart, neither of them able to look away even a fraction of an inch.

Di Shitian's eyes gradually brightened, and he grinned maliciously, "Ren Shaoyang, accept my 'Shocking Calamity'!"

"it is good."

Ren Shaoyang looked calmly at Di Shitian, his eyes also shining with divine light.

"You should also receive my 'Eye-Clearing Style'!"

In an instant, the two felt a jumble of thoughts, the world spinning around them, and they fell into an endless illusion.

(End of this chapter)