The torrent annihilates everything, and in this torrent, the Great Dao seems to be about to manifest, as if a clock of the Great Dao is condensing.
The bell tolls long, sealing heaven and earth, leaving a desolate silence.
Xu Zii remains unafraid, raising Tyrant Shadow, concentrating the entire power of faith on the blade.
"Boom, boom."
The powerful force of Tyrant Shadow tears everything apart.
The blade has not yet struck, but the surrounding void is already utterly obliterated.
The power of the blade also reaches its limit.
Even Xu Zii feels a bit strained because this strike is his all-out effort.
He concentrates all the power of faith into this strike.
The powerful Blade Qi roars.
The blade seems like it can destroy everything, cutting down anyone who stands in its way, whether human or Buddha.
Xu Zii grips the blade with both hands.
At this mont, his black hair flutters as the torrent rushes towards him, seemingly able to engulf him.
But Xu Zii swings the blade with both hands, twisting his waist 180 degrees, distorting the void with the blade.
With all the powerful energy concentrated on the blade, every swing is incredibly strenuous for Xu Zii.
His movents are extraordinarily slow.
But when the Blade Qi slashes through, its power is astonishing.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this strike collides with the torrent of the Great Dao.
With a "Boom".
This explosion is enough to shake heaven and earth, to make ghost gods weep.
The eardrums of the people around are nearly shattered by the impact.
It is as if a mushroom cloud from a nuclear explosion rises from the void, vaporizing everything.
Even after the explosion, Xu Zii's power of faith continues to clash with the torrent of the Great Dao.
This is not just one explosion.
But a series of continuous, thunderous explosions.
The figures of Xu Zii and the Old Tree are completely subrged in the fiery explosion.
"Kill…"
The Old Tree roars furiously, mobilizing all the Great Dao power he can to try and overwhelm Xu Zii.
"Slash…"
And Xu Zii, wielding Tyrant Shadow with a grim face, also gathers all his strength, intending to cut down the Old Tree.
The two are locked in a stalemate.
The powerful forces beco increasingly intense with the explosions.
There seems to be no possibility of cessation.
One wave after another, the continuous explosions roar to the heavens.
"I will not be defeated, I will not be defeated. No one can kill except the Heavenly Dao," the Old Tree roars in defiance.
This is his dignity.
Since becoming the Old Tree, he has co to identify with this identity.
Leaving behind the confusion of the Inferior Corpse, even the Holy Court cannot do anything to him.
But Xu Zii only laughs.
"What a joke, you fear the Heavenly Dao, yet you are not even a Heaven Challenger.
The Holy Court can't do anything to you, but that's just because in the mountains there are no tigers, so the monkey becos king.
And I've heard that ever since the Empress challenged the heavens, there hasn't been a Heaven Challenger for a long ti.
People like you are never qualified to challenge the heavens."
"Slash!"
At this mont, Xu Zii breathes out a bold energy, seemingly capable of slicing the heavens in half.
The power in his hands grows even stronger.
"Boom, boom!"
Finally, after a prolonged stalemate, their powers reach an extre.
Amidst the countless "boom, boom" explosions, their figures cross past each other.
Ultimately, Xu Zii has the slight upper hand.
Tyrant Shadow directly slices through the torrent, gaining a slight advantage.
Then Tyrant Shadow lands on the belly of the Old Tree.
At this mont, the Old Tree, full of fat, looks like an enormous monster.
As Tyrant Shadow descends, flesh opens up, and blood bursts forth.
The Old Tree lets out a wail as his figure is sent flying backward.
Xu Zii stands on the firmant, panting, utterly exhausted.
He leans on Tyrant Shadow, standing on the firmant, looking down at the Old Tree on the ground with authority.
"I still won, you should wake up!"
"If it weren't… if it weren't for my premature bloodline awakening, at my peak strength, how could I have lost to you," the Old Tree is still sowhat unwilling.
"Do you only live in the glorious past?" Xu Zii retorts.
"Then you'd better die in the past glory. In this new era, people must look forward, yet you insist on taking the backward path."
"I am unwilling, unwilling," the Old Tree shouts.
Xu Zii, surrounded by a vast Demonic Qi, a boundless demonic sea reflecting around him, descends from the sky, saying softly, "Dying by my hand, you can't feel wronged."
"Since I've lost, it's up to you whether I live or die," the Old Tree says flatly.
"Do you want to kill ?"
At this ti, the Old Tree seems resigned to his fate and no longer argues.
Anyway, at this mont, his life is no longer under his control.
Xu Zii just shakes his head with a smile, "Why would I kill you, we have no deep animosity.
I just want you to return to your destiny!"
"Destiny, what is my destiny?" the Old Tree questions.
"Three Corpses rge into one," Xu Zii replies indifferently.
Under the Old Tree's horrified gaze, Xu Zii brings forth the unconscious Lin Ruhu.
Lin Ruhu was previously stored within the Divine Continent.
Because of his unconscious state, the Three Corpses never rged, causing his condition to deteriorate day by day.
If it went on for a few more years, even if the Three Corpses rged, death would be inevitable.
But fortunately, Xu Zii made it in ti.
Upon first encountering Lin Ruhu, the Old Tree had not cared.
But until he sensed the aura from Lin Ruhu, his face changed dramatically.
After a long period of being dumbfounded, he snapped back to reality with a bitter smile.
"Middle Corpse, Upper Corpse, it turns out everything was arranged by fate."
"You are wrong; by leaving the Three Corpse Evil Land and dominating the Robbery Immortal Domain in your Old Tree form,
you had already changed your destiny.
But unfortunately, my brother needs you to awaken. It can only be said that you were unlucky to et ," Xu Zii replied.
"Let the Three Corpses rge into one; this is also the grievance of those old ones."
"Aren't you afraid that after the Three Corpses rge, the person who awakens won't be your friend, but soone else?" the Old Tree questions.
"You an the Primordial Overlord?" Xu Zii laughs heartily.
"Impossible, although the Three Corpses are a whole, they are also one.
If the Primordial Overlord could have been resurrected, he would have long been resurrected, not waiting in vain over countless years of effort from those old ones, which still didn't succeed."
"That makes sense," the Old Tree says, looking at Lin Ruhu with envy.
"It's a real windfall for him; with the Three Corpses rging, he will have the deanor of a Dominator."
"How could my brother be a diocre talent," Xu Zii laughs heartily.
"Do as you wish, consider it my last respect for you."
The Old Tree sighs again.
Once again shaking his head, "What a pity, what a pity!
Roaming the world, still ending up like this.
Plans of ten thousand years amount to nothing, all for naught, all for naught!"
As his words fall, a golden light shoots out from the Old Tree.
The light seems to illuminate everything.
The Old Tree's body sheds flesh like a snake molting its skin, with fat and flesh all peeling away.
Only a Divine Soul belonging to the Inferior Corpse rges into Lin Ruhu's body.
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