I am a god-slayer, not your hero.

Wow!

The thunder pool finally dissipated completely, and Mingxian leaped up, soaring into the sky like a meteor streaking across the night sky, crashing towards the Yellow Emperor in the heavens!

Boom! !

The thunder roared like war drums, its powerful and majestic sound shaking every inch of space.

This roar is not only a hymn to the power of heaven and earth, but also a tribute to the will of warriors.

The zither slowly descended from the sky, where lightning intertwined.

Every step I took was accompanied by lightning.

The majestic four-faced head of the Yellow Emperor gradually vanished in the light of salvation, bursting like a bubble and returning to nothingness.

Snapped--

The applause was crisp and resolute, coming from the throne. The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden expressed her appreciation in her own way.

She slowly rose, her figure still as unapproachable as ever, yet still graceful and agile.

"Good method. Although he is not the complete Yellow Emperor [divine], the ability to solve the problem so decisively is also a remarkable skill."

"Isn't that natural?"

Mingxian raised his head, his gaze sharp as torches, staring directly at the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. In his hands, he gripped the [Shining King Sword] tightly, its sword light and divine light reflecting each other, like a martial god emerging from an ancient battlefield, exuding an aura of unparalleled arrogance.

How could later generations be inferior to their ancestors?

The rhetorical questions were like bombs exploding inside the temple.

The floor beneath their feet suddenly caved in, as if responding to this fighting spirit.

boom!boom!

In an instant, Mingxian's figure appeared before the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden like lightning. The twin blades in his hands not only radiated a light of salvation but also seemed capable of severing all obstacles.

Despite the sudden attack from Mingxian, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden remained calm, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice clear, cold, and authoritative.

"In that case, let me see if you have the strength to rival the Yellow Emperor."

After speaking, she gently waved her right hand, and the Kunlun Sword shone with an ancient and mysterious light, as if it contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.

Clang!

The double blades drew a dazzling arc in the air, meeting the Kunlun Sword head-on.

Two powerful forces collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire temple.

In a flash, amidst the clash of swords and the interplay of blades, the two fought back and forth, locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

Mingxian's attacks were like a tidal wave; as his twin blades danced, a light of salvation flickered, and each strike contained the power to destroy the world.

The attacks continued relentlessly!

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden moved with graceful ease, each step seemingly treading on empty air. In her hands, the Kunlun Sword moved like a serpent emerging from its hole, sometimes launching fierce attacks, sometimes skillfully defending, displaying her unfathomable martial arts prowess.

The defense is watertight!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The battle continued, the sound of clashing weapons echoing within the temple, each collision seemingly tearing space apart.

The surrounding marble cracked from the aftershocks, a testament to the intensity of the battle.

However, it automatically repaired itself under the power of the Temple of Infinite Time.

The more battles raged, the more alarmed the sound of the bowstring became.

"No, this isn't a clash of divine power, it's more like... cancellation."

offset.

This is the best adjective that Mingxian could find.

The power of the light of salvation is like encountering the opposing force in a mirror, completely canceling each other out.

A gust of spiritual wind blew, and the essence of divine power was revealed.

yin and yang.

It turned out to be the case.

The Kunlun Sword is a divine artifact forged from the "dragon body" of the Yellow Emperor and the "heavenly book" of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady.

The power contained within it is precisely "Yin and Yang".

Simply put, the Kunlun Sword can copy the enemy's power and neutralize it.

This is not a sword at all, but a shield!

"Did you notice it?"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden finally spoke, sheathing the Kunlun Sword and hovering in mid-air, gazing intently at Mingxian.

Mingxian also stopped his attack and stood still. His steel body became sluggish and even showed signs of rust. He had to deactivate his transformation and revert to his flesh and blood body.

"Ha ha……"

Slightly out of breath, Mingxian tried to find a moment of peace in this chaotic world and to calm the turmoil in her heart.

Each swing of the savior's sword was accompanied by intense wear and tear, as if hundreds of sharp blades were simultaneously slicing through his flesh, tearing, burning, slicing, and annihilating him...

Various indescribable pains intertwined, as if countless tortures were being inflicted on him at the same time. The pain surged like a tidal wave, almost drowning him.

This is only physical pain.

True torment stems from the weariness deep within the soul.

It was an indescribable weariness, as if carrying a heavy burden, walking through an endless desert, unable to find any support or comfort.

His eyes began to glaze over, and a strong desire welled up inside him.

I wish I could close my eyes right now and never open them again, forever immersed in that darkness and tranquility.

Let's not say that the plunderer of the world-saving divine sword, Mingxian, is not a god-slayer destined to "save the world."

Even the last king, who has the "destiny to save the world," will be worn down and reduced to ashes and his soul scattered after overusing the divine sword!

"Hehehe——"

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden let out a silvery laugh, “Newborn, after experiencing two great battles, it seems you have reached your limit. I will send you on your final journey.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden burst forth with unprecedented brilliance. Each ray of light was like an incomparably sharp sword, materially piercing the sky, capable of piercing all living beings and things, and penetrating the entire world!

In that radiance, her figure resembled the rising sun, sacred and inviolable.

The Sun God's power was activated once more, and in an instant, Mingxian's vision was plunged into a vast expanse of desolation, making it impossible to see anything.

The whole world seemed to be shrouded in an invisible fog, and all colors and sights disappeared.

This is a dead end; Mingxian no longer has the strength to fight.

"We really shouldn't rely too much on the God of Salvation."

While legendary employees are valuable, overuse can lead to a situation where they are no longer able to fight.

boom!

Mingxian suddenly raised both hands, and with a gentle flick of his thumb, the bottle cap flew out like an arrow.

It was a crystal-clear bottle, with the wine gently swaying inside.

Instantly, the liquor poured out of the bottle, as spectacular as a waterfall, and finally fell into Mingxian's slightly open mouth.

Buzz————!

Inside the temple, an incomparably brilliant light suddenly erupted, turning the world into a vast expanse of white. Everything gradually vanished in this extreme light, as if they had never existed.

The light gradually faded, and the world fell into a deathly silence.

In this silence, only one tall figure still stands in the very center of the temple.

Mingxian was once again clad in a thick layer of armor, his once fragile flesh and blood body now completely transformed into cold steel.

It resembled a humanoid steel dragon, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Scalding heat billowed from his armor, burning like hellfire, revealing his burning fighting spirit and indomitable will.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden exclaimed in surprise, "You still have strength!"

"The fine wine that our enemies gave us in the past is now the perfect time to drink it heartily!"

A pale light burst forth from the Mingxian body, like the first ray of dawn breaking. Centered on him, it slowly spread outwards, eventually weaving into an intricate array, like the most delicate brocade in the world, spread across the earth.

In the outdoor scene, the three divine artifacts—the Shining King Sword, the Savior Blade, and the Spirit Jujube Pit—each radiate dazzling brilliance.

Divine power intertwined and danced, transforming into a magnificent magic circle.

Centered on the zither, it instantly filled the entire sky, like stars surrounding the moon, magnificent and splendid.

Rumble!

With a deafening roar of thunder, countless divine lightning bolts, like a celestial rain, poured down from the sword formation, unleashing destructive power and indiscriminately bombarding the temple, aiming to reduce all obstacles to ashes.

"The sword of the Human Emperor! The sword of the Dragon Emperor! Unleash it in accordance with the times, follow the laws of punishment and virtue, strike according to the battle, rely on the five victories, and borrow the aid of ghosts and gods!"

The Kunlun Sword instantly responded to the call, replicating the sky full of world-saving thunder.

The same sword formation unfolded on the ground, and countless jets of dark lightning shot out instantly, like streaks of black lines that pierced the sky, carrying the aura of death.

Bang bang bang!

Like water meeting fire, or lightning colliding, two completely opposite forces intertwine and collide in the world, but miraculously disappear into nothingness in the end.

Offset! Offset! Offset completely!

The divine lightning of salvation was completely neutralized, as if it had never existed.

The divine thunder raged like a mad beast, lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky, as if it wanted to devour the entire world.

The sword energy crisscrossed, like an invisible barrier, blocking all the violent thunder and turning it into nothingness.

Such a magnificent bombing scene also restrained the Kunlun Sword, rendering it unable to move.

This is the decisive moment, the turning point in the battle has quietly arrived.