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Chapter 119 Shi Dong: "A mere Nirvana, and I'm avoiding its sharp edge?"

"Can they escape?"

Lan He's deep voice rang out, carrying a chilling killing intent.

He raised his eyes to look at the fleeing primordial spirit, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly formed hand seals, and the Devouring Heaven Creation Technique within his body began to circulate wildly. An ancient and violent aura swept out from his body and soared into the sky.

Roar!

A deafening roar resounded, and behind Lan He, a colossal phantom slowly emerged. It was a gigantic beast, entirely black, with enormous eyes like two blood moons, radiating a greedy and ferocious light. It opened its blood-red maw, as if to devour everything in heaven and earth.

A phantom image of a gluttonous beast!

The old woman in the gray robe was desperately trying to escape when she suddenly felt a terrifying suction force coming from behind. She turned around in terror and saw the huge phantom of the Taotie opening its mouth wide, sucking her in fiercely.

"No!"

Her shrill cry had barely left her lips when her entire being was uncontrollably pulled away and plunged straight into the gaping maw of the gluttonous beast.

The gluttonous beast closed its massive maw and swallowed the primordial spirit whole with a gurgling sound.

Immediately, Lan He unleashed a slash with his Heavenly Gang Sword.

The sword light pierced into the illusory body of the Taotie, and a faint cracking sound was heard, the sound of the primordial spirit being completely shattered.

The second of the Three Elders of Tianyuan, an old woman in a gray robe, whose body and spirit have both perished.

The old demon glanced back and happened to see the gray-robed old woman's primordial spirit being devoured by the Taotie. He shuddered, a chill running from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.

escape!

Run away!

He dared not hesitate any longer, and with all his might, he activated his Yuan Power and fled frantically.

However, he was fast, but Lanhe was even faster.

A golden sword light pierced through the air and caught up with him in an instant.

Lan He stood atop the sword light, his white robes fluttering, his eyes icy. He looked down at the disheveled old man, the demon, and said calmly, "You stay here too."

The old demon froze, sensing the golden sword light was almost upon him. He gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength to unleash layers of defense behind him.

However, the golden sword light tore through the sky, and wherever it passed, the defenses erected by the old demon were as fragile as paper, shattering layer by layer. The sword light, undiminished in its momentum, slashed fiercely at his chest.

"puff----"

The old demon coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered, and nearly fell from the sky.

His face was filled with horror. Ignoring his injuries, he turned to flee again.

However, the second sword has already arrived.

The sword light was faster, fiercer, and more ruthless than before. The old demon tried desperately to dodge, but still couldn't avoid it. The sword light grazed his shoulder, severing an arm at the shoulder, and blood sprayed into the sky.

"ah----"

The old demon let out a piercing scream, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He had lived for hundreds of years and had never been so close to death.

He wanted to beg for mercy, to kneel down and beg for his life, but Lanhe didn't give him a chance to speak.

The third sword!

A golden sword light streaked across the sky, dazzling and brilliant, as if it would split the world in two.

"No----"

Amidst the old demon's desperate roar, a sword light swept across his body.

The next moment, his physical body exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist. A phantom primordial spirit fled in panic, trying to escape in the chaos. But it had only flown less than ten feet when a huge taotie phantom appeared out of thin air, opened its blood-red maw, and swallowed it whole.

Gurgle.

As the gluttonous beast's massive maw closed, the old man's primordial spirit completely dissipated into the world.

The last of the Three Elders of Tianyuan, the Old Man of Human Demon, perished in both body and spirit.

From Lan He's attack to the fall of the Human Demon Elder, it was only three sword strikes in total.

Three swords slay the living!

The battlefield was deathly silent.

Countless gazes converged on the white-clad figure, some filled with shock, others with fear, and still others with disbelief.

What kind of monster is that young man in white?

"Run—run now!"

It's unclear who shouted first, but the Tianyuan army instantly crumbled. Those cultivators who had been so aggressive now wished they had two more legs, and frantically fled backwards.

"Chase!"

At Ying Xiaoxiao's command, she took to the air first. Her white dress fluttered, and the long sword in her hand flashed with light. With each strike, a Tianyuan cultivator fell.

Ying Huanhuan plucked the strings of the Heavenly Phoenix Qin with her ten fingers. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then her hands suddenly began to pluck the strings.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The music surged forth like a tidal wave, resounding throughout heaven and earth. Within the music lay terrifying fiery power; with each note, a fire phoenix materialized from the instrument and swooped down upon the routed army.

Wherever the fire phoenix passed, screams of agony rose and fell. The cultivators who were engulfed by the flames rolled and howled on the ground, but they could not extinguish the strange flames no matter what they did, until they turned into charred corpses.

A dozen or so disciples of the Heavenly Palace also joined the fray. Each wielding a magical treasure, they formed a battle formation, like a sharp dagger, plunging fiercely into the routed army. Wherever they passed, heads rolled and blood flowed like rivers.

"kill!"

"Don't let them get away!"

The Immortal Dynasty's garrison seized the opportunity to attack. After being suppressed for so long, they finally had their chance to counterattack. Like tigers descending a mountain, they chased after the fleeing Tianyuan cultivators.

In an instant, the Tianyuan army suffered a crushing defeat, with countless dead and wounded. The Red Cliff Plain was littered with corpses and blood.

High in the sky, Liu Yan, who was fighting Qi Lei, had a livid face.

He forced Qi Lei back with a palm strike, looked down at the rout of the Tianyuan army below, and then glanced at the white-clad figure standing in the void. A hint of malice and anger flashed in his eyes.

"waste!"

He spat out two words through gritted teeth, his voice full of contempt.

One of the ten great super dynasties, with three Shengxuan Realm experts in charge, was actually routed by a junior at the Eighth Yuan Nirvana Realm? It's an utter disgrace!

A somber expression crept across Shi Dong's stone-like face. He exchanged a blow with Wei Sen, using the momentum to retreat, and swept his gaze across the battlefield below, coldly saying:

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"The Three Elders of Tianyuan, two of them died at the hands of Nirvana Realm cultivators, it's a disgrace."

Liu Yan snorted coldly and didn't reply.

Their purpose in coming here was to suppress the arrogance of the Dao Sect and, incidentally, to test the capabilities of the young sect leader. As for the fate of the Tianyuan Dynasty, they didn't care.

A super dynasty may be gone, but it can be restored. However, if the Dao Sect produces a second Zhou Tong, that would be a true threat.

Liu Yan's eyes flickered as he stared at Lan He's figure, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Eighth-level Nirvana Realm cultivator, slaying two Life Profound Realm cultivators in succession.

This child must not be allowed to live.

He looked up at Yuan Tu in the distance, then at the white-clad figure below, and secretly made plans in his mind.

Today's events are unlikely to be resolved easily.

After slaying two powerful cultivators, Lan He stood in the void, his white robes stained with blood, which only accentuated the coldness in his eyes.

With a flick of his sleeve, countless Nirvana Pills poured out of his Qiankun Bag, spreading out behind him like a crimson river. The sheer number was in the hundreds of thousands, their dazzling light illuminating half the sky.

The next moment, Lan He formed hand seals and activated the Devouring Heaven Creation Technique at full power. A terrifying devouring force swept out from his body, engulfing the hundreds of thousands of Nirvana Pills.

The Nirvana Pills seemed to be swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, melting and dissipating at a visible speed, turning into a torrent of Yuan energy that surged wildly into Lan He's body.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of Nirvana Pills vanished into nothingness.

Lan He's aura surged wildly at that moment. His previously weakened state due to the series of battles instantly returned to its peak, even becoming more solid and powerful than before.

The domineering nature of the Devouring Heaven Creation Technique is evident.

Lan He took a deep breath, feeling the abundant Yuan energy within his body, and his gaze swept across the entire battlefield.

Qi Lei and Liu Yan fought fiercely, both at the peak of the Life Profound Realm, and it was difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

Mo Yun and Yuan Tu were locked in a fierce battle high in the sky. Although Yuan Tu was of a higher cultivation level, Mo Yun's swordsmanship was exquisite, and he was actually able to subtly suppress this veteran expert who had reached the peak of the Life Profound Realm.

Meanwhile, on Weisen's side—

Lan He's gaze sharpened.

Although Wei Sen, with his minor mastery of the Life Profound Realm, held his own against Shi Dong, who was at the major mastery of the Life Profound Realm, it was, after all, a battle across realms.

After a hundred moves, Wei Sen's breathing was becoming somewhat disordered, and beads of sweat were visible on his forehead. In contrast, Shi Dong's face remained expressionless, his attacks steady as a mountain, clearly intentionally exhausting Wei Sen's energy and waiting for him to run out of strength.

Of the three battlefields, Weisen's side faces the greatest pressure and is in the most precarious situation.

A cold glint flashed in Lan He's eyes, and he no longer hesitated.

With a swift movement, he transformed into a golden streak of light and hurtled straight toward Shi Dong.

"You old dog, Shi Dong, prepare to die!"

"Mr. Shi, be careful! This young man is unpredictable! If necessary, avoid his advance!"

Liu Yan caught a glimpse of the golden streak rushing towards them out of the corner of his eye and immediately called out a warning.

Upon hearing this, a look of disdain appeared on Mr. Shi's stone-like face, and he sneered, "A mere Nirvana Realm cultivator dares to make me avoid its sharp edge?"

Before he finished speaking, his hands suddenly formed a hand seal, and his internal energy surged wildly like a tidal wave. In an instant, streaks of purple lightning emerged from beneath his skin, winding and flowing, densely covering his entire body, with faint rumbling sounds emanating from within.

It is the Thunder Emperor Scripture, one of the three great divine scriptures of the Yuan Sect, and on par with the four classics of the Dao Sect!

At this moment, what he was activating was the Body Refining Heavenly Martial Art recorded in the Thunder Emperor's Canon, the Thunder Emperor's Undying Body!

Legend has it that when this technique is mastered, the physical body becomes strong enough to withstand even a pure Yuan treasure, earning the title "Thunder Emperor descends to earth, impervious to all laws." Although Shi Dong has not yet mastered it, his defensive power, honed by his advanced cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Life Profound Realm, is already astonishing.

Purple lightning exploded on his body, enveloping him in a sea of ​​lightning. From afar, he seemed to have transformed into a thunder god descending to earth, his imposing power overwhelming and making people afraid to look directly at him.

Standing amidst the sea of ​​lightning, Shi Dong looked down at the rapidly approaching Blue River, his eyes filled with mockery and contempt: "Junior, let me show you what true power is—"

Before he could finish speaking, the golden sword light had already arrived.

boom!

A deafening roar erupted as the golden sword light slashed fiercely at the purple sea of ​​lightning. A violent shockwave swept across the surrounding area, distorting and trembling the very space around them.

Lightning flashed and electric arcs flew everywhere.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the figure of Shi Dong was revealed.

He remained standing in the same spot, motionless. Only a faint white mark had appeared on the grayish-white skin on his chest.

Mr. Shi glanced down at the white mark, his mockery deepening: "That's it?"

boom!

Suddenly, a slap appeared on his side, landing squarely on his stone-like face.

It was crisp and clear.

Mr. Shi was so jolted that he staggered, and the mockery on his face froze instantly, replaced by an incredulous look of astonishment.

He slowly turned his head and saw that Wei Sen had already moved closer, withdrawing the hand that had just slapped him, his face still bearing that smiling expression, but his narrowed eyes were flashing with a mischievous light.

"Chief Shi, you certainly have a thick skin," Wei Sen said with a smile. "My slap only left a red mark."

Mr. Shi looked down at the faint white mark on his chest, then touched the bright red handprint on his face, his face instantly turning a deep purplish-red.

The damage is minimal.

It is extremely insulting.

"Wesen, you're asking for it!"

Enraged, Mr. Shi unleashed a burst of lightning around his body and threw a punch at Wei Sen.

Instead of retreating, Wei Sen advanced, fully activating the Heavenly Emperor Scripture within his body. He met the thunderous punch with a palm strike, and said in a deep voice, "Nephew, I'll take the lead in the attack. You look for an opportunity!"

Lan He nodded slightly, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Shi Dong, who was activating the Thunder Emperor's Undying Body and whose body was crackling with lightning.

Those who possess Heavenly Martial Arts and those who do not are indeed two completely different levels in the Shengxuan Realm.

If Wei Sen hadn't been there to restrain him, with his current cultivation at the Eighth Nirvana Realm, breaking through Shi Dong's defenses would have been an impossible task.

but----

The next moment, the Qiankun Ancient Formation within his body quietly activated, and three enormous forces suddenly converged.

A body of seven ren (a unit of length), with qi and blood as powerful as a dragon!

Eightfold Nirvana, the power of the primordial energy is as vast as the sea!

The Seven-Seal Celestial Talisman Master possesses spiritual power as deep as an abyss!

Under the harmonization of the Qiankun Ancient Formation, the three distinct forces began to slowly merge, forming an unprecedentedly powerful torrent within his body.

Lan He took a deep breath and formed hand seals again.

The Great Desolation Scripture is operating wildly!

In an instant, all life within a hundred miles centered on him seemed to be seized by an invisible giant hand and rushed wildly into his body. The vegetation withered at a visible speed, the earth cracked, and even the air became dry and stuffy.

At this moment, Lan He's aura began to rise wildly.

In just three breaths, his aura rose from the initial stage of the Eighth Nirvana Realm to the peak of the Eighth Nirvana Realm!

Although it's only temporary, it's enough.

Lan He opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a sharp light. He slowly raised the Heavenly Gang Sword in his hand, golden light flowing across its blade, and his sword intent soaring to the heavens.

The next moment, the Emperor Sutra was activated at full power!

A torrent of Yuan energy surged wildly from his body, condensing behind him into a massive golden sword of light hundreds of feet long. The sword was dazzling, its blade covered with profound runes, each pattern seemingly containing the ultimate truths of heaven and earth, radiating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine.

It was larger, more solid, and more terrifying than the sword strike that killed the old woman in gray robes!

Wherever the sword's edge pointed, space itself distorted, and faint, dark cracks appeared.

It is the ultimate technique recorded in the Emperor's Scripture, the Great Heavenly Cloud-Piercing Sword!

Lan He stood beneath the flashing sword light, his white robes fluttering in the wind. He surveyed the battlefield, his gaze fixed on Shi Dong, and suddenly roared, "Old dog, try taking another strike from me!"

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