Perfect World: The First Dao Body in the Chaotic Era!

"Even if it means piling things up, I'll pile you up to death today!"

Li Dao swung his halberd, and the blood on it transformed into blood arrows that shot towards Mo Shang, heavily striking the protective barrier in front of him.

His expression was as indifferent as the sky, and he said in a calm tone:

"Enough to kill you! You escaped last time, but today you will be buried here!"

"As for the large number of people? Nothing more than ants."

The protective barrier in front of Mo Shang rippled as he was struck, his eyes blazing with killing intent, the seawater beneath him boiling, and he waved his hand, saying:

"Go! Kill him!"

shhhhh--

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of figures shot out from the surrounding void, each with a cold expression and wielding weapons, rushing towards Li Dao.

"That was the Nine-Hate Divine Child. Wasn't he supposed to have been defeated and killed by Mo Shang?!"

"And then there's Chu Yang, the Sword Master, who also lost to Mo Shang, yet today he's standing up for Mo Shang! The descendants of the Sea God are truly far-sighted! They're building their own foundation for their own ascension to godhood!"

"..."

The prodigies and geniuses who had been defeated by Mo Shang were now transformed into sharp blades in his hands, charging towards Li Dao.

The cultivators who had initially favored Li Dao and were attracted by his mysterious background were now secretly shaking their heads.

As the saying goes, "many ants can kill an elephant," let alone these are all famous geniuses who can fight against a hundred people at the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Li Dao has absolutely no chance of winning!

"A prodigy? A defeated prodigy doesn't even have the right to look up to me!"

"Ants are just ants!"

"Heart Sword! Descend!"

Li Dao raised his hand, joined two fingers together to form a sword shape, placed it in front of his chest, and chanted a mysterious incantation. Strands of invisible sword energy cut in all directions.

Many of the cultivators watching the battle felt a strange sensation of their souls being severed when they looked at Li Dao, forcing them to look away.

"It's like a long sword about to be drawn!" A powerful cultivator said solemnly, his eyes filled with a deep light.

Just as Mo Shang's many generals surrounded Li Dao from all sides, the sound of shattering glass echoed throughout the area.

ka ka ka-

As the sound grew clearer, sharp, crimson-white sword marks appeared in the void.

The void was like a block of tofu that had been haphazardly chopped with a cleaver, with deep cracks appearing in the blink of an eye.

Behind Li Dao, a giant sword with a chaotic color, infused with the energies of Yin and Yang, slowly materialized, its sword energy slicing through the dark clouds of the heavens.

The golden sunlight shone entirely on the giant sword, making the divine light flowing across it even more dazzling.

"cut."

With a soft whisper, dozens of warriors who were intent on killing Li Dao with a single, powerful blow were instantly frozen in mid-air.

This time, no spacetime power was used, and everyone saw it clearly.

ka ka ka-

As a series of teeth-grinding sounds rang out, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.

Before they knew it, sword marks had already slashed across their bodies, and the void behind them trembled and cracked in an instant, the cracks cutting directly across their bodies.

Under that slash that could cleave space, the once-fierce warrior's life force was swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

Thump thump—

As their divine power dissipated, so did the murderous intent in their eyes. One by one, they lost their strength and fell into the blood-red sea, creating columns of water that spread an even more crimson color.

"When was that sword strike performed?"

"They were all cut in half at the waist, yet they didn't even realize it. It's just too terrifying!"

"With this combat power, aside from those Venerables at the peak of the Spirit Transformation realm, who else can rival them!"

The cultivators were all horrified, but their vision was too narrow. Only true experts could know how terrifying the strength Li Dao had displayed was, and that was perhaps just the tip of the iceberg.

“Even the limit of Spirit Transformation is not enough. The person before us has already broken through the limit!” said an old man skilled in observing aura, his eyes deep.

Li Dao turned his gaze to Mo Shang, who, like the other cultivators, was in a daze.

"it's your turn."

With a wave of his hand, several spears crackling with lightning suddenly appeared behind him, aimed directly at Mo Shang.

"Suppress Thunder to the Extreme!"

chi chi-

The spear pierced through the air, tearing through the void, and landed in front of Mo Shang in the blink of an eye.

puff-

Mo Shang was still reeling from the power Li Dao had just displayed. He hastily summoned a black gold shield, but the spear pierced it with ease, and a thunder spear suddenly pierced through his right shoulder.

"Cough-cough-"

He staggered backward, his face turning deathly pale. When he looked up, he saw that Li Dao had somehow appeared above him.

A familiar hand pressed down on him, directly pulling his memories back to the day they first met.

They are just as powerless, and the gap between them is just as vast!

"Two years have passed, and you're still as weak as ever." Li Dao said calmly, pressing down with even faster speed.

Mo Shang seemed not to hear, staring at the palm that was pressing down, which looked like a divine mountain descending from the heavens. He was dazed and his face turned ashen.

"So all that work before was in vain?"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me, sacrifice myself! I beg the sea god to descend! Destroy this monster!"

Mo Shang's expression gradually shifted from dejection to a twisted and ferocious one. Ignoring the bleeding wound on his shoulder, he chanted strange incantations, and his entire body burst into crimson-white flames.

The next moment, a sense of holiness descended upon this sea area from several miles away, suppressing the surrounding area for hundreds of miles.

Even if it means death, I will drag you down to the underworld!

"Hahahahaha"

Mo Shang's body slowly transformed into a flame, quickly burning away. The terrifying wave of flames forced Li Dao back. A crimson hue drifted out from the flames, shaping the outline of a terrifying figure behind him.

The sea creatures, on high alert all around, felt a surge of energy in their blood and immediately knelt down, their voices trembling as they said:

"Poseidon! He's here!"

Chapter 177 The Godslayer!

Li Dao's legs involuntarily bent slightly, and the sea beneath him exploded up to a height of ten feet. His body flashed with mysterious light, and he managed to withstand the pressure.

hum-

With a crisp sound, a phantom of a sea god, radiating golden light and with eyes as golden as two great suns, reappeared, but this time it was much stronger than before.

The void hissed, the sea began to surge backward, and with the sea god at its center, all waters submitted, and the creatures of the sea around it chanted his name incessantly.

The illusory figure slowly turned its gaze toward Li Dao, ignoring the dark red chains above his head, and said in a calm and even tone:

"Those who refuse to kneel before God deserve to be executed!"

boom--

As if words were law, with each emotionless utterance, a torrent of energy poured forth, its force resounding across a radius of ten thousand miles.

Boom! Crack! Crack!

The void around Li Dao shattered, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. It felt as if a stone mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, causing his knees to bend.

"Want to kneel before you? What do you think you are!" The light in Li Dao's eyes grew stronger.

With a flick of his sleeve, runes appeared and disappeared on his body, falling into the void and rippling outwards.

boom--

As the runes fell, the space behind them shattered in the blink of an eye, and a terrifying pressure spread out, as if an ancient god was reviving.

tear-

A bronze-colored hand tore through the void and slowly appeared on his body, sitting upright above the endless starry river, facing the phantom of the sea god, its divine power no less than that of the sea god.

An immense pressure spread outwards, and the two pressures collided, sparking out streaks of dark red lightning.

The sea creatures kneeling all around, as well as the cultivators who had already retreated a hundred miles away, all stared at the two terrifying Dharma images that stood tall between heaven and earth.

They instinctively held their breath, their eyes filled with horror.

Even the Venerable Ones near the Ancient Nest Rift were looking towards that sea area.

Li Dao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and grabbed at the void, pulling out the Evil Dragon Spear.

wow-

The spear tip pointed directly at the illusory image of the sea god, and he said in a detached tone:

"I, Li Dao, do not worship Heaven, nor do I worship Earth!"

"If Heaven demands my kneeling, then I will destroy Heaven; if God demands my worship, then I will slay God!"

"Today, my physical body will also be stained with the blood of the gods!"

Even the sea god's emotionless eyes rippled with emotion as he issued a decree:

"furious!"

"Ocean, bury him for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sea beneath his feet seemed to come to life, and the seawater began to surge back, transforming into a thousand-foot-long water dragon that rushed towards Li Dao.

The water dragon roared to the sky, and the ocean beneath its feet continuously poured into its body, causing its size to surge and quickly approach ten thousand feet.

"cut!"