Fairy Tail: I Am the God

Leon's body floated up, and he pressed his palm forward, causing the sea of ​​lightning to roar as he charged towards the sea of ​​swords.

Lightning and sword energy intertwined, creating a dazzling light that blinded the eyes.

Leon paid no attention, unleashing the Kunpeng Technique and taking the opportunity to move forward at top speed, with a universe of lightning swirling around him, destroying all enemies that came to attack.

He quickly arrived at the place where the Yin-Yang Ancestor had fallen. Without stopping, he rushed towards the center of the formation at an even faster speed.

The moment Leon stepped across the area traversed by the Yin-Yang Ancestor, the sea of ​​swords ceased its surging and transformed into individual swordsmen.

Countless swordsmen floated all around, and even Leon's Heavenly Eye couldn't pierce through the area behind them; they were densely packed together!

One can only imagine how many swordsmen these sword energies manifested—millions? Tens of millions? Hundreds of millions?

No, it's swordsmen worth countless trillions!

Leon's expression also began to turn serious. Even though he could use points to restore his spiritual power, the situation was still extremely dangerous.

Because these are not human beings, but sword energy, they cannot be compressed by the body like humans, and their attacks can even penetrate one's own body.

In other words, Leon was essentially dealing with an attack from trillions of sword energies simultaneously by himself.

If things go wrong, even Leon could be in mortal danger.

We can't let them attack together!

The crowned man behind Leon began to blur, and the power of forming lightning bolts appeared behind him—only nine in total.

Undying Chaotic Thunder Body!

He was destined to split the two great treasures, leaving only the Thunder Emperor treasure to maintain the lightning universe, while the Chaos Undying Thunder Body was divided into the Nine Chaos Thunders.

The nine chaotic lightning bolts began to expand rapidly, and one by one, "Leon" figures emerged from the center of the lightning, charging towards the sea of ​​swords and launching attacks indiscriminately to draw aggro for Leon.

They were actually Leon's illusions. As long as he could draw away even half of these attacks, Leon was confident he could survive the attack.

"Clang!" A crisp sword sound rang out, and the swordsmen began their attack. Those in front charged forward, while those behind unleashed exquisite sword techniques, completely ignoring the swordsmen in front.

The next second, their attack pierced through the swordsman without posing any threat whatsoever. The sword energy surged like a sea towards Leon and his clones.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!" The nine lightning clones didn't even last a second before being shattered, but they had completed their mission.

Leon didn't even glance at the remaining attacks; the Myriad Trees above him swept them into the void.

Chapter 882 Summoning the Phantom of Pangu, Ambushing the Ancestor of Heaven and Earth

Just as the swordsmen were about to launch another attack, Leon smiled, for he had successfully entered the final stage of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

There is no endless karma or sword energy here.

In the vast space, only a crimson sword hung in the sky, exuding a murderous aura. On the hilt was a single ancient black character: "陷" (Xian).

The Immortal-Trapping Sword.

One of the four swords of Zhuxian, it is the master of the art of trapping.

When Leon saw the Immortal-Trapping Sword, a glint appeared in his eyes. The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation truly lived up to its reputation as the most powerful formation in the prehistoric world; once formed, it was enough to take on four opponents alone.

How could Leon not be envious? With the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, the primordial world would be his domain, and he would no longer need to worry about anyone.

However, he knew that Hongjun would definitely not agree to his request for the Four Swords of Zhuxian. These treasures were too heaven-defying, and in some aspects, they were even inferior to the God-Slaying Spear.

Of course, Leon had his own plans. At the very least, if he got through this sword formation, he would never hand over the Immortal-Trapping Sword to Hongjun.

As for the Four Swords of Zhuxian, having even one of them would be worthwhile, even if you exchanged them one by one from the system.

With the heritage of the Dragon Clan and the Qilin Clan, Leon was confident in saying this.

Meanwhile, as Leon entered the core of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, another space within the formation was shrouded in desolation, filled only with a chilling aura of slaughter.

In the same core space, Ancestor Yangmei strolled leisurely through the killing intent, occasionally unleashing various exquisite spatial abilities, sometimes attacking and sometimes defending. The killing intent condensed by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword could not harm him in the slightest.

He was also the one who passed the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation most easily among the three.

Suddenly, Ancestor Yangmei raised an eyebrow and said, "This person's speed is so fast. Which other fellow Daoist in the prehistoric world has such strength? I really don't know where Fellow Daoist Hongjun found this person."

He looked up and glanced around, then shook his head and chuckled, "What does it have to do with me? Once this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is broken, no matter the outcome, at least I'll get the karma that Hongjun owes me. I'll have to carefully plan what I can gain next."

Ancestor Yangmei is truly unfathomable. Although he is on par with Ancestor Yin Yang and Ancestor Qiankun, his strength far surpasses theirs.

He was originally a chaotic demon god left over from Pangu's creation of the world. His profound knowledge was awe-inspiring, and coupled with his innate supernatural power of space, he was truly the strongest person after Rahu and Hongjun.

At this time, the Ancestor of Qiankun had also reached the final stage. With the protection of the innate treasure Qiankun Cauldron, his journey was quite fast.

The slowest progress was actually made by Hongjun. He was breaking through the strongest Zhuxian Sword, and with the interference of the Demon Ancestor Luohou, he couldn't even break through the first stage.

However, this was intentional on his part, to hold back the Demon Ancestor Rahu so that the others could break the formation in peace. Otherwise, Rahu alone could have caused the annihilation of the other three.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Hou, I shall take my leave now." Hongjun bowed, then used his Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique to leap past Luo Hou in one step and rush toward the center of the formation.

Before the karma even got close, it was completely wiped out by the Tai Chi diagram. He moved with astonishing speed, like a roc spreading its wings.

Luo Hou snorted coldly, how could he grant Hongjun's wish? He threw the God-Slaying Spear directly out, shouting coldly, "Yin Yang Boundless, Heavenly Demon Chaos!"

The God-Slaying Spear transformed into a streak of crimson light, hurtling toward Hongjun at incredible speed. Around it, a sea of ​​blood surged, with white bones floating and sinking amidst the undulating waves, and even faint screams and wailing could be heard.

The sea of ​​blood transformed into towering waves, crashing towards Hongjun, filling the air with a pungent, bloody stench.

Hongjun did not stop speeding. As he sped along, he turned around and placed the Pangu Banner horizontally in front of his chest, making a hand seal. The Pangu Banner then emitted light.

The next moment.

A colossal giant appeared within the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

He was ten thousand feet tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, covered with deep, bone-revealing scars. His hair was disheveled, but his sharp, sword-like eyes shone with a cold light.

He held the Pangu Banner in his hand and slid it away as if he had just created the world.

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Space was instantly torn open, and the surging mountains and rivers seemed to separate two worlds, with endless chaotic energy appearing and colliding with the sea of ​​blood.

Boom.

The two oceans collided, creating a deafening explosion and roar. Even the Zhuxian Sword Formation shook, as if it were about to become unstable.

Hongjun held the Taiji diagram in front of his chest and took advantage of the surge of energy to accelerate once again.

Suddenly his expression changed, and he moved forward in a zigzag pattern, sensing that something was watching him.

Hongjun suddenly scanned his surroundings and discovered that the scenery around him was slowly changing.

Dark!

Darkness is beginning to devour everything!

Hongjun's expression changed drastically. This was no ordinary divine power; it was Luo Hou's innate divine power. Luo Hou was one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, a figure who existed before the creation of the world. How terrifying must his innate divine power be?

Rahu is going to fight to the death!

Hongjun knew in his heart that if he were truly shrouded in this darkness, he would probably never be able to escape. The mystery of this darkness's trapping power was probably even greater than that of the Immortal Trapping Formation. In addition, with Rahu watching him from the sidelines, he was in grave danger.

Hongjun waved the Pangu Banner in his hand repeatedly, and the Taiji Diagram also spun continuously. Chaotic energy and the four elements of heaven and earth intertwined, attempting to break free of the cage.

However, the boundless darkness was like a black hole, swallowing up all of Hongjun's attacks.

"Dark Abyss!" Rahu's icy voice rang out, carrying a chilling killing intent.

The darkness spread rapidly, enveloping Hongjun in the blink of an eye.

Hongjun gritted his teeth, and the Taiji diagram emitted a dazzling light. He sat cross-legged in mid-air, and the Taiji diagram landed in his arms, waiting for Rahu's fierce and torrential attack.

As long as Rahu makes a move, he will have a chance to counterattack, but the surroundings are calm.

Hongjun suddenly remembered something, and his expression turned to one of surprise and uncertainty. Suddenly, he shouted, "Not good! A feint attack!"

In another space, the Ancestor Qiankun stepped steadily towards the center of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, protected by the Qiankun Cauldron, a supreme innate treasure. He escaped unharmed.

Suddenly, the world changed in an instant.

As boundless darkness manifested, the Qiankun Ancestor's expression changed drastically. He turned around abruptly, his face turning ashen.

A towering demon king appeared, his face reaching the heavens, with a blue face and fangs. Two curved horns on his head pierced the sky, and he was enveloped in boundless demonic energy, exuding an overwhelming aura.

It is Rahu!

Instead of attacking Hongjun, he attacked Qiankun Laozu, who was closest to him. He didn't believe that Hongjun could find another quasi-saint to break the formation if another one died.

The moment the Ancestor Qiankun turned his head, a fist as large as a mountain slammed towards him. Demonic flames rolled on the fist, and wherever it passed, the space was like a mirror, shattering completely.

This punch possessed earth-shattering power; it was Rahu's strongest attack!

Chapter 883 The Death of the Ancestor Qiankun, His External Avatar

Ancestor Qiankun was terrified. He unleashed all his magical power, merging it into the Qiankun Cauldron beneath his feet. The cauldron then expanded, suppressing all directions and sealing off this world.

Luo Hou sneered disdainfully, the demonic flames on his fist intensified, and the mountain-like giant fist slammed into the Qiankun Cauldron like a meteorite hitting an ant, shaking the heavens and earth!

The Ancestor of Heaven and Earth coughed up blood and flew away.

The phantom of the Qiankun Cauldron also dimmed and blurred, but he was also delighted, having escaped this calamity.

But the next moment, a blood-red spear appeared strangely in front of the Ancestor of Heaven and Earth.