Zheng Xingguang stood in mid-air, the peach wood sword beneath his feet teetering precariously.

Before him stretched the entire sky.

Thousands of swords hung in the air, their countless blades drooping down from the clouds.

It's as if the entire sky has been forged into a sword mound.

He was merely an insignificant speck of dust in this sword tomb.

The girl stood in the center of the golden light, her white robe billowing like waves. She slightly raised her sword finger, and the thousands of swords hummed simultaneously.

She didn't hold back, nor did she intend to.

"This is the true sword technique, little friend."

As the sword pointed downwards, ten thousand swords were unleashed simultaneously.

Countless streaks of light fell from the clouds, trailing golden shadows, as if the sky itself were collapsing.

Zheng Xingguang gritted his teeth, formed hand seals, and instantly three sword barriers appeared in front of him.

Peach wood swords are laid out horizontally, sword techniques weave a net, and talisman arrays block the way.

The first layer of sword barrier was torn to shreds the moment it came into contact with the first wave of sword rain, and the shattered sword light scattered and flew everywhere.

The second layer lasted less than half a second, and the talisman array was pierced by countless sword blades before the talisman paper even had a chance to ignite.

He watched helplessly as the rain of swords pressed down on him, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

It's up to you now, brother-in-law.

He reached into his robes and pulled out a talisman.

The girl's gaze pierced through the layers of sword rain and landed on the talisman, then she tilted her head slightly.

She didn't recognize the talisman.

Zheng Xingguang held the talisman between his fingertips and recited the last few syllables of the incantation.

A golden flame ignited at his fingertips, engulfing the talisman and his entire being.

The next second, his figure suddenly disappeared in mid-air, replaced by a huge silver-white figure.

The white wolf appeared out of nowhere directly in front of the rain of swords.

The girl's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

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In her knowledge, only a very few cultivators could draw talismans of this level.

The boy in front of them, who was only eighteen or nineteen years old, was clearly not among that very small minority.

But the girl now only felt disdain for his actions, because he had run away and let the wolf die in his place.

"Humans, humans."

She shook her head, her tone carrying a weariness that she had seen it a thousand times before.

They didn't even bother to hide their contempt.

"No matter how much time passes, no matter how high-sounding their words are, in the end they will still choose the same answer: 'Better to sacrifice a friend than myself...'"

White Wolf did not refute.

It had been waiting ever since it was switched into mid-air.

Wait until the rain of swords is close enough to him, wait until the woman is confident enough.

The moment when the opponent condenses enough of their dominance into a sufficiently substantial vessel.

Defeating her head-on is a pipe dream.

At least the two of them combined have absolutely no chance.

She is the embodiment of Luo Yao's dominance power fragment.

It is the most arrogant and ruthless part of all abilities.

Talking about strength in front of her is like an ant teaching an elephant how to use its power.

Of all known powers.

There is only one power that can completely disregard the laws and restraints between any powers.

It is both fragile and powerful.

So fragile that it could be easily crushed by any other power.

But it is also powerful enough to treat everyone equally.

It devoured and utterly crushed all powers that superseded it, along with the laws themselves.

That is...

Swallow.

Of course, Bai Ziheng could not get close enough to devour the woman's true form.

That probing attack with its claws just now has already demonstrated the gap in skill.

So he kept waiting, waiting for this transcendent being to condense its power of control into a more substantial form.

These flying swords are the embodiment of the power of control.

And now, ten thousand swords are unleashed.

Each sword contains her purest power of domination.

There is no better ingredient than this.

"Now."

The white wolf raised its head and howled angrily.

The howl was still echoing in the air when a huge black shadow rose up from the ground.

It was the giant black python that the girl had casually photographed, leaving it on the verge of death, and which everyone thought was already dead.

At this moment, it opened its enormous maw towards the sky.

The flying swords aimed at the white wolf all veered off course when they were only a few feet away from it.

They were pulled over by an irresistible suction force.

The sword tip deflected, the sword body trembled, and countless golden streams of light were drawn into a vortex, rushing one after another into that dark, gaping maw.

The giant serpent accepted all comers, swallowing as many as they came, tearing a gap in the rain of swords before it.

Golden sword light poured into its throat like a waterfall.

"What exactly are you doing?"

The woman in white frowned, seemingly completely baffled by Bai Ziheng's suicidal actions.

Using a weakened snake soul to forcefully withstand his own Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin?

What's the difference between this and a mantis trying to stop a chariot?

However, she soon realized what was going on.

The flying swords that were swallowed by the snake did not tear the black snake to pieces from the inside as she had expected.

On the contrary, the "domination" power contained in those flying swords is being frantically torn apart, decomposed, and finally devoured by an even more unreasonable force!

"No... wait, that power is...!?"

Her expression changed, and she immediately brandished her sword finger, trying to control the countless flying swords to change direction and bypass the strange black snake.

But it was too late.

The giant serpent seemed to have tasted some unparalleled delicacy, and began to devour the flying swords in the sky even more actively.

Its body was expanding at a visible speed, and its aura was growing stronger and stronger!

This thing is called "Millennial Snake Shedding".

It is a supreme magical artifact made from the snake skin that Qingyao, the ruler of Youdu, sheds once every thousand years.

It inherently contains a trace of the power of the laws of the Netherworld.

More importantly, it's a one-time use item.

Because Qingyao used a secret technique to tattoo it onto Bai Ziheng's body, it also absorbed a trace of Bai Ziheng's "devouring" power.

It can temporarily serve as a vessel for "devouring," helping Bai Ziheng to devour.

But it can only be used on this one and only occasion.

Therefore, Bai Ziheng wanted to make the most of everything!

"It's okay! Eat as much as you want!!!"

Bai Ziheng roared madly in mid-air, pouring his "devouring" will into the giant snake without reservation.

As she watched her power being devoured, a bead of cold sweat appeared on the white-clad woman's forehead for the first time.

She stopped looking at Bai Ziheng and suddenly raised her head.

Looking into that pitch-black void, it was as if she were questioning this world, questioning the being that created her.

Why...?

Her voice carried a hint of bewilderment and anger.

"You deliberately tore apart and divided power... precisely so that we could check and balance each other, preventing any single force from dominating all power!"

"But why! Why would you leave behind such... such unreasonable power!"

"What is this?!"

Bai Ziheng keenly noticed her words.

His heart sank.

It's clearly part of Luo Yao's power...

However, she seemed completely unaware of the existence of "devouring".

Luo Yao told herself that devouring was also part of her original power...

Is this really true?

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