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Chapter 754: The Emperor's Offensive

The abyss of calamity is like a noose, equally encircling the necks of all sentient and merciless beings, slowly tightening like fate strangling your throat.

They met in the flowing water, encountered each other in the world, moved forward all the way, fought all the way, hoped for it, sacrificed for it, and even stabbed each other's hot chests with knives, in order to break the delusion, to seek the truth, to think about the origin and fate, to observe the original mind and body...

Endless blood and infinite karma are both a price and a ladder. They may be blown away by the wind of time without leaving even the slightest trace, or they may provide a platform for people to ascend to the sky, shed blood, and cleanse a world that is just satisfactory.

The trees with hideous twisted branches, the grass with bloodthirsty teeth, the wild beasts infected by the demonic energy, their bodies rotten yet they still devoured each other, the white bones trembled as they stood up, a faint demonic flame in their eyes... The nameless wilderness was rewritten by the wisps of demonic energy, and gradually lost its human appearance and became what the emperors of each lineage wanted.

"Destruction leads to extinction. Once extinction occurs, spring and autumn will end. The sky will collapse and people will die without knowing it... Since the spiritual treasure has been destroyed, why are you struggling so hard? Do you think that other souls will come to support you?"

The Emperor Juetu bowed to the Immortal Venerable Xuanyue, and the faint magic immediately cut through the sky and swept towards the Immortal Venerable Xuanyue, leaving only faint traces of blood in the void that lingered for a long time.

In an instant, Xuan Yue Immortal Venerable frowned, and immediately transformed into a wonderful holy monster. The pangolin, which was nearly four hundred feet long, had the power to pierce through the clouds and split the sky. There seemed to be flowing brilliant light on the phantom scales all over its body, which was as soft as flowing water and as hard as diamond.

Behind the Immortal Venerable was a vast golden pillar that looked like a giant mountain supporting the sky, and behind the Emperor was a vast expanse of filthy mountains and seas. The Emperor had his own will, and his soul had his own will. He was about to kill someone fiercely and furiously, and was about to prove his freedom...

call out!call out!

With a magical turn, it has transformed into thousands of five-colored light threads, sweeping across the sky like stardust. The graceful and dreamy scene can intoxicate the saint's heart and soul, and the violent and exciting scene can make the saint's mind terrified.

boom!

It was like an evil dragon emerging from the abyss, or a poisonous dragon coming to the scene. The magic of the end-of-way pierced fiercely into the body of the phantom monster as big as a mountain, as fierce as thunder and lightning.

The moment of contact, the scales on the phantom monster's armor suddenly lost their luster and then exploded. The sound of metal clashing was endless, and the eerie Taoist rhythm kept shattering, like rain hitting a withered lotus leaf, or wind blowing up loose cotton. The phantom beauty contained the great terror between life and death.

Strong poison is like a sharp blade that must be tempered, and fate must be ruthlessly destroyed. In the calamity, it is enough to make you noble or doomed, but it is even more dangerous when people are burdened with the burden.

If it is said that Qilin can change it, the emperor does not believe it at all. How can emotions last long without persistence? The result of the first abyss has already proved this. Nothing can withstand the endless erosion of the emperor, no matter it is an oath or a covenant, no matter it is persistence or stubbornness.

"Your heart is in turmoil..."

The Emperor of Juetu looked at Haifu's soul indifferently. Qilintian's humanity burst out with ultimate courage and wisdom. The Emperors of all veins took this as food, so naturally they would not make no progress. It was because they kept pace with the catastrophe that they could achieve the current results.

Since destroying one's heart is helpful in the fight, the emperor will not hesitate at all. Deception, intimidation, anger... are all means of destruction and can be used, all just to subdue Qilin Tian.

Immortal Master Xuanyue had a solemn expression on his face. The Emperor of Destruction had a unique idea in killing and fighting. It was indeed extraordinary. He was just a little absent-minded and the Emperor had already found his flaw. It was really terrifying and lamentable.

"Your Majesty, you are so arrogant! With the Demon-Breaking Golden Pillar behind me, I will be invincible! You want to confuse my mind with words? Even if the Demon Master is here, I'm afraid he will return empty-handed!"

The Immortal Venerable shook his spiritual body, and pieces of solid scales had already covered the holy demon form again. A hundred feet of golden clouds rose up, and thousands of auspicious lights bloomed, making the momentum even more powerful.

This is the method of creating illusionary monsters of the Hualonghai Mansion. One can achieve a noble position by observing the monster's form. It is also a method of the soul that was finally discovered during the previous two abyssal calamities. In terms of mystery, it is in no way inferior to other ways of the human race.

Long Xiayuan was snatched back by the mad corpse ghost, and then introduced into the human race by the golden jade unicorn. If we were to say which sect was the most ecstatic, it would undoubtedly be the Hualong Haifu. If they could directly observe the precious blood of heaven and earth, there might even be a possibility of breaking through the path of the primordial spirit.

However, bringing it up rashly might cause misunderstanding, and as the conflict was raging right now, the two spirits of the Sea Palace did not petition the Emperor of Mankind to explain the matter of visualizing the real dragon, and would wait for a more appropriate opportunity.

But the demons were coming with such force that the current conflict might be in big trouble… Immortal Xuan Yue’s eyes were calm and he did not dare to reveal any flaws.

"How shameless! Why do you have to lie to yourself? The escape route is cut off, and there is no rescue..."

The emperor waved his hand, and endless demon followers rushed towards the golden pillar, like a raging tide. Even if they were ruthlessly crushed by the golden pillar, even if they were torn into pieces by many phantom monsters, they still came to kill without regrets.

"In destruction, there is no injustice; after destruction, there is no disaster or harm.

Destruction is the beginning of a new life, destruction brings compassion and auspiciousness.

I will enter Nirvana in exchange for a long night, and I will weave a dream in return for my dead end..."

The faint demonic chant resounded throughout the heaven and earth, and rolling five-colored raindrops fell gently, deafening and dazzling, even the seven-star golden pillar was caused by shallow ripples.

The Emperor of Juetu smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Invincible? It's called the Seven Demon-Breaking Stars, but in fact it's just a variation of the Demon Saint's method of forming a court, supplemented by the formation of heaven and earth, and blessed by the luck of humanity. It's a pity that it can only retreat and defend, how can it be invincible!

The areas below Xutian are where the emperors of all clans hunt. You can come or leave as you please. If you want to attack, you can move above the Nine Heavens. If you want to retreat, you can hide in Xutian. This is the place where you can be truly invincible!

The emperor's eyes were as deep as the night stars, and even colder than ice and snow, mercilessly piercing through Xuan Yue Xianzun's confidence, "The emperor's trump card is the Netherworld, which is used to move the soul's combat power! Xuan Yue, your confidence lies in this!

If there is spare power, we can support the other seven golden pillars. If we gather together, we can also transfer souls from other stars. If we really can't resist, at least we have a way to retreat."

The plan of the Netherworld Passage was discovered? How is it possible? This is a secret that only the soul knows! Immortal Xuanyue immediately felt a little uneasy.

At first glance, Jue Tu Emperor did not show any arrogance, but stated the facts openly, calm as water, cold and grim, "You want to use the nature of the netherworld to fight against the wonders of the sky, Jin Yu Qilin is a good plan.

It's a pity that the demon master had suffered a great loss in the passage to the netherworld, so he specially reminded us, the emperor, that for all the golden pillars, each channel and each vein should invade the demonic energy into the netherworld from thousands of miles away, disperse the nether fog, and besiege the netherworld where the golden pillars are.

There is no Qilin blessing in the netherworld, nor seven-star golden pillars to support the sky. If you can see your true nature, come and try to charge into the formation. Maybe I am not among them, but of course it is also possible that the Emperor of the Numerology is waiting for you to come."

Xuan Yue made a brief deduction and was horrified. This move was like a deadly noose that had been put around the necks of the seven-star formations in each domain.

In this way, supporting other star positions in the future will become extremely dangerous, which is tantamount to gambling with one's life. If one loses the bet and falls into the emperor's ambush, one will surely die. Even if one wins the bet by chance, the emperor of all veins will not be harmed at all, and he only needs to change to another star position to wear down the formation.

"They just want to trick me into attacking the demon's nest thousands of miles away, to lure the tiger away from the mountain. The emperor is really good at scheming!"

Xuanyue Immortal Venerable suppressed his uneasiness and smiled coldly, "It's a pity that the Human Emperor has already said that as long as we hold on to the Seven-Star Golden Pillar, with the blessing of the Qilin Wonderful Appearance, the Sons of the Various Veins will never be able to break through.

If Juetu Emperor is truly confident, he might as well call all the meridians together and try to see if he can break through my Haifu formation."

In response to the bluffing of the Sea Mansion's Spirit, the Emperor Juetu did not refute but simply nodded slightly.

Before destruction, when disaster strikes, it is not surprising to be anxious, resolute as a rock, free from worries, and heartless... because eventually one will fall into the abyss of collapse, sooner or later.

The Seven Star Town is indeed Jin Yu Qilin's masterstroke, but how long can it last? Because people's hearts will always slowly break down, and they will always gradually start to care...

Each soul will find that even if they sacrifice their lives to save other stars, it will be in vain, and mutual assistance between stars will only be counterproductive.

The trap of surrounding a point and attacking reinforcements is difficult to detect, and the threat of death is difficult to reduce, so people's hearts will be scattered. Once people's hearts are scattered, even if the Golden Jade Qilin wants to gather them, it will be extremely difficult - the Yuanshen can go to find a way to survive, so can the Jindan? If the Jindan escapes, will the Ningzhen and Yunqi still have the will? If the cultivators think that they can't hold on, those mortal bodies are just a mob, with different thoughts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to summon the Qilin's wonderful appearance?

When the star positions in various domains are isolated and helpless, it will be the time for the emperors of various factions to choose and slaughter them at will.

This is Jia Yunzhen's reminder to the princes of all the sects. It is brilliant and upright, enough to wear away the Seven Star Formation inch by inch, whether it is the power of the formation or the hearts of the people...

After the emperor was forced to leave, Xuanyue Immortal Venerable retreated into the golden pillar. Suddenly, cheers rose to the sky from within the golden pillar. There were cultivators from Hualonghai Mansion and ordinary people. At least for now, everyone was working hard, fighting, and persisting for the same goal...

The Immortal Venerable took a deep breath. He knew that the most difficult time of the conflict was probably just beginning. He had no way of resolving the overwhelming attack from the Emperor of All Sects.

Facing the other soul of Haifu, he sighed deeply, "Sichen, the power of the Emperor of the various veins should not be underestimated. If the Netherworld is locked, it will be difficult for us, and Qilin will be even more difficult.

Tell me, what is our chance of winning?"

Si Chen Immortal Venerable sighed, and then remained silent. Even if it was a golden pillar, it would be hard to break it, but what about the human heart...

There is no end to the calamity, and human life is like morning frost. Where is the chance to win this calamity? Can Qilin seize it?

The two souls were both clueless and could only stay together and wait quietly, letting the spring and autumn pass by without daring to say what they wanted.

……

A chance to win?

Zuo Hanming's eyes became dim and he tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart, fearing that anything strange would appear on his face.

"Yuan Tu Dao Jun, logically I shouldn't say too much. The ritual of refining the Life Sword takes nine days, but on the day of Wu Zhi Dao Jun, the ritual is not complete. Of the nine-colored sword energy, only the black lotus sword energy is the least accumulated, so it lacks the agility when it is wielded."

Zuo Hanming couldn't help but make a soft "gulp" sound in his throat. He looked at the Siming Sword hanging in the middle of the circular platform. Nine kinds of sword auras were looming around the sword.

The form of a wind demon, with fierce winds and a chilling halo emanating from its body, ready to pounce...

The flowing light seemed to be accompanied by thunder and lightning, as if it would soar into the sky in the next moment...

The fun of fish and dragons, the wonder of returning to the truth, is presented in the Siming Sword, which is bright and has a murderous intention...

……

Among all the wonderful sights, the black lotus on the outermost edge seemed inconspicuous, with even nearly half of its petals missing, like a withered lotus in the wind.

"I encountered some problems recently when deducing the Dao rhyme of extermination. The sword energy is not pure. It is not intentional to delay you. I am sorry."

Gongsun Wuzhi bowed and then stood up calmly, "If there is nothing else, I will go back and revise my method. I should be able to achieve perfection within three months."

Looking at the weathered middle-aged man walking out of the hall, several sword masters sighed quietly, looked at each other, and showed helplessness on their faces.

"Wu Zhi Dao Jun's personality is too eccentric. I didn't expect that even provoking him wouldn't make him open up to us. This might not be a good thing for Yu Jie Zheng."

There was a trace of regret in Xiuting Daojun's eyes. Just now, she was the one who took the initiative to find the topic of Zuo Hanming, wanting that taciturn man to explain a few more words, so that the other Daojuns could smoothly take over the conversation.

There is no other reason, it’s just that Mr. Wuzhidao is too difficult to deal with.

He neither drinks tea nor wine, never sleeps, does not appreciate beautiful women nor likes to discuss philosophy with others. He is like a tireless digging spiritual tool. Even if there is a dead end ahead, he will rely on his head to break it.

Fortunately, the destructive nature cultivated by this person is quite compatible with the Sima Dao, so he is qualified to become one of the Sword Kings.

"Wuzhi's personality is a bit eccentric, but it's also because of the love disaster he suffered in the past, which almost ruined his path."

Zuo Hanming sighed softly, with an unspeakable regret in his eyes, "To be honest, although Wuzhi was unwilling to practice the combined attack technique, he never retreated when the emperor came to harass him.

No one is perfect. Since we are both sacrificial knives, there should be no distinction between you and me, and we should be more tolerant of each other! "

All the sword masters in the hall nodded. The life story of this descendant of the Gongsun family had long been well known. It was said that he was also so self-willed when facing Ling Zun in Fanyan City.

Only Xiu Ting Sword Master and another Kun Xiu Sword Master looked at each other, with indescribable meanings in their eyes.

"Since it is my turn to sacrifice and refine the Life Sword today, I will practice the ritual here. Please concentrate on your own nature and rhythm, as the Emperor's intrusions are becoming more and more frequent."

Zuo Hanming waved his hand casually, and when everyone left the hall, the next moment, Yuan Tu Daojun's figure appeared beside Siming Dao.

In his eyes, there seemed to be something in the heart of the black lotus, breathing gently, breathing along with the Sima Knife.

Every flow and change of the many other wonderful aspects seems to be pulled and attracted by it, becoming more pure and bright.

This is... Zuo Hanming couldn't believe his eyes. If he hadn't been the only master of the Sima Ming Sword, he would never have noticed anything unusual.

Eighth-rank spiritual treasure?

That's it?!

As for the sword energy becoming obscure, it was just that the Siming Sword was removing the impurities from itself. Once the impurities were gone, it would be able to shine brightly before the world...

Zuo Hanming gritted his teeth, his entire face was almost distorted, as if he was crying and laughing, happy and sad. He finally realized what he had missed that year. No wonder Fu Yuchu had been so proud!

If the sect has such a disciple, he would be given his life!