I bear witness to immortality in the human world.

Unexpectedly, no sooner had the Peak Master of Qingming finished speaking than Dao Saint Xuanming used his methods again.

This move, its origin unknown, only involved a Daoist sound that instantly filled the entire world with the sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling. In a flash, countless ghostly phantoms, like rivers flowing together, pressed down on the Azure Nether Peak Master and Wu Ming.

"The Yellow Springs are approaching!"

As the Qingming Peak Master and Xuanming Dao Saint were enemies for a thousand years, he naturally knew all of Xuanming Dao Saint's moves. When he saw him use this move, his expression changed immediately, and the anger in his eyes intensified.

This move appears powerful, with towering ghostly shadows like a vast ocean that can engulf people and continuously erode their soul power, like a millstone, until they are ground to death. However, its weakness is also obvious. As long as one uses an escape technique to avoid being engulfed and trapped by this sea of ​​demons, it poses almost no threat to her in actual combat.

However, when Dao Sheng Xuanming unleashed this move, it wasn't meant to threaten her at all. Instead, it was to force her to avoid the Yellow Springs Approaching move, protect Wu Ming, and try to find the true location of Dao Sheng Xuanming. She couldn't manage both at the same time.

"A dignified Dao Saint, so despicable!"

The Azure Nether Peak Master was furious. He sent a message to Wu Ming to follow him closely while riding his escape light and continuously unleashing Azure Nether True Thunder from his palms to bombard the ghostly figures that rushed towards him.

Just as the Azure Nether Peak Master was dealing with Xuanming Dao Saint's Yellow Springs move, another unexpected event occurred.

Wu Ming followed closely beside the Qingming Peak Master, staying within ten feet of him. However, due to the surging and rising sea of ​​demons and ghosts, which rushed in from all directions, he and the Qingming Peak Master were ultimately unable to unite. Suddenly, a group of ghostly figures rushed over. The Qingming Peak Master's figure flickered and dodged to the east, while Wu Ming flashed with lightning and dodged to the west.

Both of them were extremely fast, and in that instant, they were separated by the ghostly figure, separated by thousands of feet.

not good!

Qingming Daosheng's expression changed drastically. He immediately reversed direction and flicked his finger. Streaks of azure lightning appeared in the shape of lotus flowers, bombarding the countless ghostly figures in front of him, attempting to return to Wu Ming's side.

But Xuanming Daosheng was no ordinary being. He deliberately made a move, using a powerful yet difficult-to-control technique, in order to separate Qingming Peak Master and Wu Ming. Now that the opportunity had presented itself, he immediately launched a fierce attack.

"Hehehe... Boy, it's all your fault for choosing the wrong master! Let me send you to the Yellow Springs!"

Beside Wu Ming, amidst the countless ghostly shadows, a shadowy figure suddenly appeared—it was none other than the true form of Dao Saint Xuan Ming!
He was hiding in the sea of ​​ghosts when a strange laugh came out. A soul banner lit up in his hand, and terrifying auras suddenly rose from the banner. Nine ghostly figures, exuding yin energy, rushed out of the banner. The aura of each ghostly figure was far stronger than that of a Grandmaster at the eighth level of cultivation, and they had almost reached the threshold of the ninth level of cultivation!
Xuanming Daosheng's power was focused on maintaining 'Yellow Spring Arrival' to block Qingming Peak Master, leaving him no spare strength to use other Dao techniques. However, as a Three Tribulations Daosheng, he naturally had many methods. He was confident that with his 'Nine Soul Banner', he could easily obliterate Wu Ming's physical body and tear apart and devour his primordial spirit in an instant, dealing with a junior like Wu Ming who was only at the Eighth Refinement stage!
however,
Almost as soon as the nine ferocious ghostly figures rushed over, Wu Ming, who had been looking panicked, suddenly lost his panic and replaced it with a cold look. His eyes reflected a murderous intent as red as blood.

With a flick of his sleeve, nine blood-red sword shadows soared into the sky, unleashing a vast and unrestrained aura of ferocity. This was the first time he had gone all out since comprehending the second step of the Law of Slaughter!

Swish! !

The nine top-grade killing weapons, in the hands of Wu Ming, whose cultivation had reached the limit of the eighth level of refinement, whose primordial spirit strength was comparable to that of a Dao Saint, and who also wielded the second step of the Law of Slaughter, finally revealed their peak power. The overwhelming killing intent caused Dao Saint Xuan Ming's expression to change drastically, revealing a look of shock.

"go."

Wu Ming's eyes were cold. With a flick of his finger, the Nine Swords Killing Array was instantly formed, engulfing the nine ghostly figures in an instant.

The nine ghostly figures let out a series of strange howls and roars. Their auras had already broken through the limit of the eighth level and reached the threshold of the ninth level. However, under the power of Wu Ming's Nine Swords Killing Formation, they were all annihilated and scattered in an instant!

"You are not Qingming's disciple, you are a Dao Saint!"

Seeing this, Xuanming Daosheng finally couldn't help but let out a strange cry. In his eyes, someone who could unleash such power could not possibly be a Grandmaster at the Eighth Refinement stage; this was undoubtedly the power of a true Daosheng.

Realizing he had been tricked, Xuanming Daosheng reacted swiftly. With a swirling gray shadow, he instantly condensed himself and prepared to sink into the sea of ​​demons and ghosts to escape.

"Isn't it too late to run away now?"

Wu Ming let out a heavy snort, and his primordial spirit power suddenly spread out, erupting with a supreme-level formation, directly sweeping past the surrounding ghostly figures and pressing down on Xuanming Daosheng.

This was like a drop of cold water being poured into a pot of oil; the entire sea of ​​demons and monsters instantly boiled and exploded. The countless ghostly figures and demons, centered on Wu Ming's primordial spirit, scattered in concentric circles with sharp shrieks, spreading in all directions like wheat being harvested.

These demons and ghosts were merely the souls of some Grandmasters and below that Dao Saint Xuanming had collected on a daily basis. When they formed a massive scale, they could suppress ordinary Dao Saints to a certain extent. However, they could not withstand the supreme array inscribed in Wu Ming's primordial spirit at all, even though Wu Ming's true realm was still at the eighth level of refinement.

To know,
Both being Grandmasters at the eighth level of cultivation, their cultivation levels would drop by 70% under the suppression of Wu Ming's primordial spirit power. Meanwhile, Grandmasters at the seventh level of cultivation would likely be unable to move due to the suppression, and their primordial spirits would probably be forced into their bodies, making it impossible for them to leave their bodies and perform Daoist arts.

These demons and monsters have no physical bodies, only refined spirits. They have no room to retreat and are forced to fully bear the suppression of the supreme array. Under such circumstances, they can only explode and die.

Even Wu Ming hadn't expected that his supreme-level formation would have such a terrifying effect on suppressing the countless demonic shadows released by Dao Saint Xuan Ming. The sheer power of this move not only frightened Dao Saint Xuan Ming, but also shocked Peak Master Qingming.

The 'Yellow Spring' formation, composed of millions of demons, was something even she had to avoid. Yet, Wu Ming, through some means, subdued it in one move, crushing and sweeping it away. The millions of demons and ghosts, centered on Wu Ming, crumbled into dust piece by piece!
"This……"

An incredulous look appeared in the eyes of the Azure Nether Peak Master.

She knew that Wu Ming was extremely powerful, capable of easily killing top-tier grandmasters. His strength was already at the pinnacle of the Dao Saint realm, touching the threshold of the Dao Saint realm. When Wu Ming unleashed those nine high-grade killing spiritual treasures, she could tell at a glance that all nine killing swords were of extremely high quality, supported by a full set of nine high-grade spiritual treasures arranged in an array. She could barely understand why Wu Ming's moves could reach the Dao Saint level.

It's somewhat unbelievable that it could crush the River of the Underworld with overwhelming force, and shatter countless ghosts and demons.

While she was utterly shocked, Xuanming Daosheng on the other side personally experienced the suppression of the supreme-level formation. He felt his primordial spirit and thoughts suddenly become sluggish, his soul power was restricted, and his strength decreased by at least 20%!
"Damn it! What kind of move is that?!"

Xuanming Daosheng's expression changed drastically. He couldn't even care less about the millions of souls he had collected over the past thousands of years. With himself being inexplicably suppressed and facing Wu Ming's treacherous methods, he felt a life-or-death threat!
boom.

Almost instantly, he made a decision, directly burning his soul power and unleashing a desperate measure. His primordial spirit and soul power surged violently, and a towering gray mist swept across the sky. He used the burning of his soul power to forcibly counteract Wu Ming's suppression and was about to flee into the distance. Just as Wu Ming's Nine Swords Killing Formation was about to escape, the Azure Nether Peak Master, though shocked, did not slow down at all. She had already rushed to the vicinity of Wu Ming. At this moment, she raised her fair hand, and a blue lotus instantly bloomed in the void, blossoming at the feet of Xuan Ming Dao Saint, while a hundred thunderclaps resounded at the same time.

Crackle!
This was just a hasty attack from the Azure Nether Peak Master, and it naturally posed no threat to Dao Saint Xuanming. However, even though Dao Saint Xuanming broke through this ball of lightning, he was still blocked for a brief moment.

In that instant, the Nine Swords Killing Array behind him finally caught up, and with a sky full of blood-red sword light, it enveloped him completely, trapping him inside the killing array!
"mean!"

"Qingming, how dare you scheme against me like this!"

Xuanming Daosheng's roar resounded from inside the Nine Swords Killing Formation.

He unleashed his soul power wildly, unleashing one earth-shattering Dao technique after another. The blood-red light formed by the intertwined Nine Swords Killing Array could not be suppressed. The entire sword array was humming and was constantly expanding!
Feeling the desperate methods of Xuanming Daosheng, Wu Ming's eyes also flickered.

Trapped in the Nine Swords Killing Formation and suppressed by his supreme formation, he was still able to struggle. His Nine Swords Killing Formation was still not enough to trap and kill him. Is this the power of a Three Tribulations Dao Saint?
That's truly terrifying!
If this continues, it will probably take at most an incense stick's time for the opponent to break through his Nine Swords Killing Formation and escape.

Of course, he was not out of options. He still had many tricks up his sleeve. For example, the Eye of Thunder, if activated, would instantly boost his strength to another level. Even if he still couldn't kill Xuanming Daosheng, he could easily trap him with the Nine Swords Killing Formation, making it impossible for the opponent to escape.

But now, he has a Dao Saint by his side whose strength is comparable to that of Xuanming Dao Saint, so he naturally doesn't need to use those methods.

Swish!
After briefly observing Wu Ming's Nine Swords Killing Formation, the Azure Peak Master quickly launched a fierce attack. Streaks of azure lightning spread out, penetrating the Nine Swords Killing Formation and striking the trapped Dao Saint Xuan Ming inside, causing him to roar in anger.

Although Qingming Daosheng was unable to exert his full strength due to the Nine Swords Killing Formation surrounding Xuanming Daosheng, he could only cooperate from the side through the gaps to prevent his own Dao techniques from interfering with the Nine Swords Killing Formation and helping Xuanming Daosheng escape. However, the power of a Three Tribulation Daosheng was still extremely strong. With just a simple cooperation, he completely suppressed Xuanming Daosheng, making it difficult for him to break free from the Nine Swords Killing Formation.

Seeing that Xuanming Daosheng was unable to escape, and that there seemed to be an opportunity to kill this enemy today, the Qingming Peak Master's heart was also filled with turmoil. However, she was not in a hurry, but looked at Wu Ming and asked, "Wu Ming, can you hold on?"

This Nine Swords Killing Formation is terrifyingly powerful, reaching the Dao Saint level, and is not far from her methods. Wu Ming is only at the eighth level of refinement, and she is worried that Wu Ming will not be able to sustain it for so long if she forces it on.

"With the master's help, maintaining this formation for ten to fifteen days will not be a problem."

Wu Ming gave a brief response.

With his current abilities, he could maintain this sword formation for a year without any problem. Even while suppressing Dao Saint Xuanming, constantly clashing and consuming energy with a Dao Saint would be quite costly, but he could still last for at least three to five months. Saying ten days or half a month was already an understatement.

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, the Azure Nether Peak Master's face lit up with joy, and he said, "If we just hold out for seven days, this fiend will surely die!"

She and Xuanming Daosheng had been enemies for many years, and she knew Xuanming Daosheng's abilities all too well. She immediately made a hand seal and, together with Wu Ming, continuously released bolts of lightning to bombard Xuanming Daosheng in the Nine Swords Killing Formation.

Xuanming Daosheng cursed repeatedly, and Zuo Chong tried to break free, but was suppressed by Wu Ming and Qingming Peak Master. The Heavenly Thunder Killing Sword continued to sever him, and he could not escape. After three days, his curses turned into pleas for mercy.

However, neither Wu Ming nor the Qingming Peak Master paid any attention to this, and their supernatural abilities continued unabated.

in this way,

Until the seventh day.

"no no……"

From within the Nine Swords Killing Formation came the weak and unwilling voice of Dao Saint Xuanming. He was a dignified Dao Saint of the Nine Refinements, who had roamed the mortal realm for three thousand years and was destined to ascend to the Immortal Dao. How could he accept that he was about to perish here?!

But no matter how much he begged or threatened, it had no effect.

at last,

Xuanming Daosheng uttered his last words, filled with resentment.

"Very well... I will take my leave today and wait for you on the road to the Yellow Springs. Qingming, don't be too happy yet. With your abilities, you will never be able to survive nine tribulations. Sooner or later, you will come to join me!"

"How many calamities I can overcome and when I will perish is none of your concern. I will witness your demise, but you will not see my future. Go in peace."

The Peak Master of Qingming Peak spoke in a detached tone.

Then, the final bolt of Azure Netherworld Divine Lightning struck, hitting Xuanming Daosheng's weakened primordial spirit squarely.

boom!!!
As the divine thunder exploded, Xuanming Daosheng's primordial spirit could no longer be maintained and shattered into countless fragments. These remnant souls flew in all directions, attempting to escape.

But Wu Ming raised his right hand, and a sky full of blood-red sword light spread, accurately hitting one remnant soul after another, crushing and annihilating all the shattered fragments of souls. In the end, there was not a trace of Xuanming Daosheng's soul left in the void.

So far,

A Dao Saint who had lived for over three thousand years, a Third Tribulation Dao Saint, had completely perished and his Dao had vanished! (End of Chapter)