After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Water vapor in the sea of ​​clouds condenses into ice crystals over a large area.

A huge hole appeared in the clouds atop the mountain.

Thousands of sword energies gathered from all directions.

In less than three breaths, a golden giant sword, ten zhang long, took shape.

The giant sword hovered a hundred meters above Zhou Ran's head.

But the sword's edge was aimed directly at his brow.

This murderous intent is enough to completely wipe a person from the world.

This is definitely not the ordinary pressure exerted by a formation operating on its own.

"This is......

A sword intent from the Nascent Soul stage!

Zhou Ran stopped.

However, he did reach the summit of the mountain on this journey.

Not revealing one's determination.

It seems unlikely that Longhu Mountain will easily reveal their trump cards.

The moment the sword tip locked on, the laws of gravity on the 499th step reversed.

A roar erupted.

Zhou Ran's shoulders suddenly slumped.

The immense pressure pinned him to the spot.

With his legs slightly bent, the thousand-year-old white jade slab beneath his feet was worn down by his footsteps, creating a network of cracks.

The shoulder blades made a squeaking sound as they dislocated under the strain.

The periosteum of the knee joint was compressed to the point of bursting.

Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators would have been crushed into a pool of blood and mud long ago by the sword intent of the Nascent Soul stage.

Zhou Ran's ability to stand here is due to Li Chengfeng's inheritance of the Overlord Body.

Even so, his breathing stopped.

A strong rusty taste filled my mouth.

Just then, a sound came from the depths of his mind.

"Kid, you can't handle this."

The Demon Emperor Ye Futian, who was suppressed by 108 Soul-Suppressing Nails, realized the desperate situation outside.

"This is pure Taoist sword intent from the Nascent Soul stage, specifically designed to slay heretical and evil spirits."

Ye Futian's voice was filled with a chilling, ecstatic joy.

"Hand over this body to me, and I will unleash all my demonic energy to save your life!"

Zhou Ran remained expressionless.

His face, stained with blood and sweat, exuded a cold and arrogant arrogance.

He would rather be crushed to death by this sword intent than give his body to this old demon.

"Shut up."

Divine consciousness transformed into a sharp blade.

One hundred and eight soul-suppressing nails, shrouded in black mist, vibrated in unison.

The violent force drove the black mist, which was attempting to retaliate, downwards by three-tenths of an inch.

Ye Futian let out a piercing scream.

His mouth was tightly sealed by the chains of his soul, and he could no longer utter a single syllable.

The giant golden sword overhead began to press down.

The speed is extremely slow.

However, the leaked sword energy had already sliced ​​through Zhou Ran's proud Primordial Overlord Body.

Dozens of deep, bloody gashes appeared on the surface of the skin.

A tearing sound came from behind.

The Yin-Gathering Banner, enveloped in Qi and blood, could not withstand the penetration of this oppressive force.

A two-inch-long tear appeared on the flag.

The Yin energy leaked out rapidly, and Xiao Hongli's little ghost minions were instantly annihilated.

Li Zhiyao also let out a faint groan of pain.

At the same time, spiderweb patterns appeared on the edge of the flowerpot containing Bai Xuan.

It could fall apart at any moment.

If the stalemate continues for a little longer, both the ghost and the demon will surely be annihilated.

A frenzied rage surged in Zhou Ran's eyes.

What belongs to him, even God cannot take away.

At this point, he gave up his plan to climb the last step.

Instead, their feet are firmly planted on the jade.

The waist burst forth with astonishing torque, forcibly turning half of the body to the right.

His broad, sturdy back and the dark gold flowing Taihuang left arm were completely exposed under the overwhelming giant sword.

He took off the shamanic banner and flowerpot and held them tightly to his chest.

Under this Nascent Soul sword intent, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Hiss~ This child has a deep obsession with these two evil entities!"

An elder with a white beard looked at Zhou Ran with amazement.

This young man who cultivated demonic arts used his battered and bruised body to create a haven for a broken flowerpot and a tattered flag.

At that moment, sword energy poured down.

The skin and flesh on his back were cut open over a large area, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

Hot blood gushed from his waist, staining the sacred and inviolable white jade steps red.

Zhou Ran gritted his teeth.

The arms holding the flowerpot and the spirit banner were as steady as a rock.

Inside the main hall at the deepest part of the mountaintop, we inquired about the Dao.

Master Xuyun, the current head of Longhu Mountain, sat cross-legged.

He looked at the mysterious water mirror floating in front of him, taking in the tragic scene on the steps.

A tremor appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

This eccentric demonic cultivator actually harbored such a resolute bottom line of protecting the weak deep within his heart.

The old celestial master sighed.

He was unwilling to see such a peerless genius perish under the patriarch's sword.

His withered right hand gripped the jade-bone whisk tightly.

The whisk had just been raised halfway into the air.

The scene in the Xuan Guang Water Mirror underwent a dramatic change.

On the 499th step, a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred.

Zhou Ran's blood-soaked Taihuang left arm erupted with a pillar of dark golden light.

A beam of light shot into the sky.

It forcefully shattered the surrounding extremely cold sword energy.

A domineering aura, no less powerful than that of the Taoist patriarchs, fully revived from the depths of Zhou Ran's left arm bones and blood.

This is Li Chengfeng, who is also a peak Nascent Soul cultivator.

It was the martial will that he left behind in the Qilin bone, which spontaneously awakened when he encountered a challenge from someone of the same level.

Zhou Ran closed her eyes.

The physical pain was masked by a fervent fighting spirit.

The ancient will is resonating with his spine at the same frequency.

This is a fighting fervor that transcends millennia, a willingness to die for a cause.

"Get up!"

Zhou Ran let out a low, beast-like growl.

The right hand protecting the flowerpot remained still.

He suddenly spread his five fingers wide, then clenched them into a fist.

He clenched his fist heavily over the void.

A dark golden pillar of light rapidly expanded behind him.

All the elders of the Celestial Master's Mansion stared wide-eyed.

A towering, imposing phantom statue, tens of feet tall, rose from the ground.

The phantom was clad in tattered, dark armor, its face blurred.

He held a bloodstained bronze halberd in both hands.

It stands proudly amidst the sea of ​​clouds and the vast sky.

Li Chengfeng's divine will manifested its true form.

The phantom slowly raised its head.

He looked at the golden giant sword that represented the sanction of Heaven.

A long roar shook the heavens.

The bronze halberd was swung high into the air.

With an aura that could pierce the heavens, it cleaved upwards, directly striking the Divine Transformation Sword Intent!

High in the sky.

The bronze halberd crashed heavily into the golden greatsword.

Da Yin Xisheng.

No sound came out.

At the very point where the two weapons clashed, the space collapsed instantly.

A black hole with an absolute vacuum and a diameter of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) was formed out of thin air.

The thick sea of ​​clouds that had stretched around Mount Wendao for thousands of years was being pulled by the violent suction of the black hole.

Seawater surged into it like a reverse flood.

Rapid evaporation.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable!"

"Retreat! Form the Heavenly Dipper Guardian Formation!"

The fat elder stood on the outer edge of the clouds, roaring at the top of his lungs.

The ten Supreme Elders of the Celestial Master's Mansion, their Taoist robes fluttering wildly, each bit their tongues, spitting out blood essence, and their hands forming a death seal.

The golden barrier of true energy barely managed to stand.

The shockwave then dissipated.

boom!

Ten people were simultaneously thrown into the air by the aftershock.

Several elders with slightly lower cultivation levels felt a sweet taste in their chests and vomited two large mouthfuls of blood in mid-air.

Finally, it crashed heavily onto the white jade dragon pillar in the distance, looking utterly pathetic.

A strong wind swept through.

On the 499th stone step.

Zhou Ran's legs were firmly rooted to the spot.

The overwhelming pressure from the Nascent Soul stage cultivator, powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, poured down along the golden giant sword.

His skin was cracked and split in layers.

The shoulder blade emitted a harsh, metallic cracking sound.

Before the blood could even drip, it was forcibly vaporized by the terrifying surrounding temperature.

They've hit a dead end.

Zhou Ran suddenly opened her eyes.

In those pitch-black pupils, there was no fear, only extreme greed.

The "Great Wilderness Overlord Body Technique" emphasizes breaking down and then establishing anew.

Where in the world can you find a crucible like the desperate situation where two Nascent Soul stage experts clashed?

"Thank you very much, Senior Li!"

As Li Chengfeng's last shred of will dissipated, Zhou Ran released all the spiritual energy defenses around him.

That destructive force that shattered space penetrated his limbs and bones like steel needles.

Skin and flesh remodeling.

The bones were crushed and reshaped.

Under immense pressure, Zhou Ran's internal organs emitted a dull, hammering sound, like metal striking stone.

The turbid qi in the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys was forcibly expelled. Each heartbeat was like the beating of a war drum, causing the surrounding airflow to vibrate violently.

With the help of the Heavenly Dao Sword Intent, the internal organs are tempered.

With his internal organs fully tempered, he forcefully broke through the second threshold of the Overlord Body!

Zhou Ran looked up.

His purple-gold pupils shot out a terrifying three-foot-long beam of blood-red light.

"Open it!"