From the Valkyrie to the Endless

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The sun is high in the sky. It is almost autumn and the scorching sun in the sky is getting hotter and hotter, baking the earth.

The hot steam rose up, distorting the void, and the unbearable high temperature filled the square in front of the Golden Throne Hall.

A figure fell heavily from the sky and crushed the dragon relief on the stone steps of the palace.

Almost at the same moment, another figure appeared on the stone steps.

"Human Demon..."

Yang Zongxian stood on the high steps, looking down at Sikong Yuan, speaking in a light tone. The golden dragon pattern on his dragon robe reflected sparkling light under the scorching sun:

"It seems that you are here to die today."

Sikong Yuan didn't waste any time talking to him and directly swallowed the Soul Burial Pill that was pressing on the root of his tongue.

The pill entered his throat and instantly turned into a cold current that rushed into his heart. At this moment, Sikong Yuan finally released the suppression of his blood, allowing his own power to begin to soar wildly.

The medicinal power of the Soul Burial Pill began to take effect at the same time, and a terrifying essence gushed out. Sikong Yuan's expression became extremely strange, and there was a faint trace of Tao flowing in his pupils, and his blood was like billowing wolf smoke, rushing straight into the sky.

"coming!"

Looking at the blood light suddenly rising in the city, the four old ghosts in the Gangsha realm outside the city were all alerted and watched carefully.

As the power of his bloodline gradually revived, complex memories began to impact Sikong Yuan's mind. His shallow experiences of the past few decades were simply not worth mentioning in front of the memories of tens or even hundreds of thousands of years in his bloodline!

In the blink of an eye, his self was shattered. He almost forgot his name and even why he came here.

Most of the memory fragments that emerged in his mind were blood-colored, and they were all scenes of battles with various powerful creatures. The anger, madness, murderous intent, and resentment contained in the battles filled Sikong Yuan's mind in an instant.

boom--

The void was torn apart, and a sharp roar was heard, piercing through gold and splitting rocks.

While Sikong Yuan was stunned on the spot, Yang Zongxian had already made a move. He turned his wrist, and the strong energy surged. The positive magnetic and negative evil energy between heaven and earth tightened and turned into a giant strong energy sword that spanned more than a hundred feet and slashed down head-on.

"Burning blood into essence, burning body to slay demons, burning blood curse..."

Sikong Yuan raised his head suddenly, a trace of Dao flowing in his pupils, a blood color, a terrifying high temperature rising on his body surface, his skin cracked, and the blood that spilled out gradually turned into ancient spiritual patterns that Yang Zongxian had never seen before.

clang--

The horrifying explosion spread over a radius of a hundred miles. The entire imperial capital was shaking and sinking several feet deep.

The wind howled violently, the palace walls collapsed, and rubble flew everywhere.

Under such a terrifying sword attack, Sikong Yuan was intact. He held a long sword in his hand, and blood flames covered his sides, as if his whole body was burning, like a blood sun.

Looking at this scene, Yang Zongxian's pupils slightly dilated. This ancient magic of burning one's body in a short period of time was something he had only seen in some ancient books. Burning blood and essence could gain stronger combat power in a short period of time.

Sikong Yuan now gave him the feeling of being extremely dangerous.

Before he could think about it, an extremely bright sword light flashed and attacked his throat directly, with murderous intent, aiming to behead him.

In a hurry, Yang Zongxian only had time to retreat a few steps. The side of his neck was grazed by the sword light, half of his neck was torn directly, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

This sword was too fast, too powerful, and too fierce. Even with Yang Zongxian's current cultivation level, he was still unable to dodge it.

Yang Zongxian coughed lightly, supported his head and retreated, then turned around without hesitation and ran towards the depths of the palace.

Sikong Yuan is too terrifying now. He is like two different people compared to before. He is no match for him. If he continues to fight, he will surely die. He needs to resort to other methods to save himself.

"Yang Zongxian is injured!"

"Sure enough, he has used up all his cards, make his move!"

Outside the city, several old ghosts who had been watching the battlefield closely were all delighted when they saw this scene. They calmed down and without hesitation, they headed towards the center of the imperial city.

They also wanted to know the information about the road to the sky from Yang Zongxian's mouth, and they couldn't let Yang Zongxian die so easily.

After the sword strike, Sikong Yuan did not pursue, but stopped. His eyes regained some clarity, and he lowered his head in thought. After calculating for a while, he sighed softly:

"Not in this life... it's a little early..."

He looked back at the world, his eyes filled with disgust:

"People are not people, demons are not demons, monsters are not monsters, and hybrids are rampant in the world. It is simply absurd."

As soon as he finished speaking, the clarity in his eyes disappeared, and was once again replaced by blood-red marks, overflowing with murderous intent.

Four figures landed not far away, looking at the people in front of them vigilantly, somewhat unsure of Sikong Yuan's current condition.

"Mr. Sikong?" the red-robed old man called out tentatively.

"Without human morality, all living things will become demons!"

The Demon Slayer smiled coldly, his eyes were not clear at all, only madness: "You all who dare to poison and harm me deserve to die!"

"Oh no, he's possessed!"

The hearts of several old ghosts in the Gangsha realm were beating wildly, and they suddenly felt cold and scattered. Before they could retreat a few steps, several sharp sword energies had already arrived, and the sword light illuminated the void and covered the entire imperial capital.

puff!

A bloody sword flashed, a head flew up, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

In an instant, an old ghost in the Gangsha realm was beheaded and died!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 81 Five Elements Formation, Cutting the Evil Spirit with a Knife

Although one person was killed in the blink of an eye, these old ghosts in the Gangsha realm were, after all, monsters who had lived for hundreds of years and did not panic.

The remaining three people calmed down in an instant. After looking at each other, their thoughts coincided with each other. They turned around and followed Yang Zongxian's steps, rushing towards the depths of the palace.

Before coming, they had already prepared for the worst, and the current situation is not too bad.

It is obvious that Sikong Yuan cannot be fought head-on now, and Yang Zongxian cannot just let him go. The best strategy is to lure the tiger to devour the wolf.

Sikong Yuan can only live for twelve hours, so it is not difficult to delay the time. The most critical thing is Yang Zongxian. We have alerted the enemy this time and we must not let him escape.

The expression of Lord Demon Slayer did not change at all, and was still full of murderous intent. He stepped into the air with a sword on his back, closely chasing after the three old ghosts in the Gangsha Realm, and turned into a sword light, piercing into the depths of the imperial palace.

In an instant, several people arrived in front of an inconspicuous side hall.

Yang Zongxian's energy disappeared here.

The old man in red robe did not hesitate at all. He made a move in an instant and threw out a token half a palm long from his sleeve. On the token, there was only a gold-plated word "Qian" that was shining brightly.

As the internal energy surged into the body, the token swelled in the wind, like a divine peak pressing down, and the thick spiritual patterns on it exuded dazzling divine light.

boom!

The entire side hall collapsed, the tablets of the emperors of Daxia were crushed and buried in the ruins, and an illusory portal appeared in front of several people.

"The entrance to the secret realm!"

"Yang Zongxian must be here, and the road to the sky may also be among them!"

Several people were all cheered up, and before they could take further action, the terrifying sword light was already coming from behind them.

The sword shadows in the sky seemed to have turned the void into a sieve, and the sharp whistling of the wind was endless.

The three of them looked solemn, and each of them took out a protective magic weapon and stood in front of them.

In this era, magical weapons are hard to find. Even the strong ones in the Gangsha realm can hardly find a few.

clang!

There was a deafening explosion, and without exception, all three figures flew backwards and smashed heavily into the ground dozens of feet away. The tremendous aftermath spread out, causing the ground to shake in a radius of hundreds of miles, like a dragon turning over.

After his bloodline awakened, he cast the Blood-Burning Curse, and with the help of the Soul-Burial Pill, the power of the Demon-Slaying Lord has reached an extremely terrifying level, almost reaching the pinnacle of the Gangsha realm.

click -

With a crisp cracking sound, the long sword in the hand of the Demon-Slaying Lord broke into pieces.

Even the divine iron, after colliding head-on with the magic weapon, was not strong enough to withstand the overly violent force and directly collapsed.

The broken sword in his hand did not stop his movements at all. He threw away the broken sword, and his bloodshot eyes locked onto the old man in the red official robe. A surging spiritual light overflowed from his mouth, and the blood flames surrounding his side rose suddenly like a raging fire, and then a shocking sword light spurted out from his throat.

The great forces between heaven and earth were all affected by this sword finger, and the overflowing sharp sword energy split the entire imperial capital.

The old man who was smashed into the ground had not yet reacted when the sword energy was already above his head. In a hurry, he could only use the token he had used before to resist.

Bang!

The sword was so powerful that it carried with it the might of heaven and earth, so terrifying that the token broke directly and could not provide any protection. A ray of cold light pierced straight through the old man's brows, and his crown was immediately lifted up, with blood mixed with graying brain matter splattering everywhere.

Between the two moves, another powerful Gangsha realm master died.

Wen Tianfeng climbed out of the pit and saw this scene. His heart suddenly turned cold and without any hesitation, he fled madly towards the shore of the East China Sea. He was already injured, and if he stayed any longer, he would end up like the two men before him.

Another beam of light rose up, and a figure followed it into the sky. Another old ghost in the Gangsha realm obviously had the same idea as Wen Tianfeng and also chose to flee.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them ran more than twenty miles and left the imperial capital.

Without even turning his head, the Demon-Slaying Lord slashed out two more sword lights. He was the first to arrive and caught up with Wen Tianfeng and the other man. He chopped their protective magic weapons into pieces, staining the sky with blood.

However, due to the long distance, the two old ghosts in the Gangsha realm were hit by a sword on the back and suffered serious injuries, but they luckily escaped. They quickly struggled to get up and continued to run away.

Lord Demon Slayer did not pursue. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the entrance to the secret realm below. Blood flames burned beside him, condensing into a sword aura that spanned hundreds of feet, and slashed down with a loud bang.

Bang!

The entrance to the secret realm was completely torn apart by the sword energy. The scene inside the secret realm was completely exposed to the world, and spiritual energy overflowed.

A transparent barrier emerged from the void, emitting a five-colored glazed light. It was actually a huge spiritual formation.

"Five Elements Formation..."

Lord Demon Slayer murmured to himself and saw through the details of the spiritual formation in front of him at a glance. The Five Elements are the basic elements that make up most of the matter in the world, and the spiritual patterns among them are also the easiest to sense.

It can be said that among the many formations, the basic Five Elements Spirit Formation is one of the simplest ones. It is not complicated and only has protective capabilities. It is not considered a powerful formation.

However, the truth is simple. The simplest formation has only the simplest way to break it, which is to use a force that exceeds the maximum carrying capacity of the spirit formation to forcibly break it. Apart from this, there is no other way to break the formation, and there is no way to find the eye of the formation.

This spiritual formation was created by a spiritual formation master at the Shenzang realm. If the vitality of heaven and earth had not been exhausted, this spiritual formation would be enough to even block a powerful person at the Guiyi realm for half a day.

Even though the environment of heaven and earth has changed now, this level of magic formation is still not something that a cultivator in the Gangsha realm can break through.

Under the barrier, Yang Zongxian stood beside the altar, looking up and gazing at the Demon Slayer. He was deciding whether to activate the teleportation formation and leave immediately.