The power of the Ancient Desolate condensed into a seven-story Treasure Tower, descending from the sky, enveloping Chu Fengmian’s body.
The mighty ancient force it contained seed to aim to suppress Chu Fengmian beneath this tower, leaving him unable to escape for all eternity.
The withered leaf also joined hands, his sword light flashing and suddenly transforming into chains of Spiritual Power that wrapped around Chu Fengmian.
Their cooperation was Seamless.
Boom!
The two joined forces to seal off Chu Fengmian’s strength.
The bottleneck that Chu Fengmian was about to break through seed to have added shackles upon shackles.
Yet Chu Fengmian’s expression didn’t change at all. Behind him, a colossal shadow of a Divine Tree began to form.
Chu Fengmian sat beneath this phantom of the Divine Tree, impervious to any force that dared approach him.
Nearly invincible defense.
"Divine Tree!"
Upon witnessing the shadow of the Divine Tree appear behind Chu Fengmian, Dong Gongli’s eyes turned red.
This Divine Tree was a sapling that once grew within the Ancient Desolate Sect, nurtured ticulously by the sect with the intent of being subdued by its strongest.
However, it was snatched away by Chu Fengmian when he infiltrated the secret realm of the Divine Tree.
Seeing that Chu Fengmian had subdued the Divine Tree, along with the imnse power it contained, drove him mad with jealousy.
"It’s just a shadow of the Divine Tree; I refuse to believe it can protect you. No matter who cos today, you must die!"
Dong Gongli roared, gathering Spiritual Power in his punching fist, then suddenly launched it towards Chu Fengmian.
A tunnel opened above Dong Gongli’s head, from which an endless torrent of ancient power surged forth.
This power combined with the force in Dong Gongli’s palm, as if transcending a million years of ti and space, striking fiercely upon the shadow of the Divine Tree.
Even the Divine Tree’s shadow was rattled, continuously shaking under this punch.
The withered leaf also attacked, his Sword Edge flashing wildly, slashing towards Chu Fengmian.
The Sword Qi that struck the shadow of the Divine Tree at that mont directly fractured it into countless pieces, shattering it imdiately.
Once the shadow of the Divine Tree was broken.
The defense on Chu Fengmian’s body seed to vanish entirely, leaving him standing solitary in front of the two.
"It’s over!"
Dong Gongli grinned sinisterly, not allowing Chu Fengmian any respite as the Ancient Holy Tower fell with a thunderous crash, firmly suppressing Chu Fengmian beneath it.
Underneath the suppression of the Ancient Holy Tower, Chu Fengmian’s aura grew weaker and weaker, his form continuously shrinking, as if he might be pressed to the bottom of the tower.
"Dragon Emperor!"
"Creation!"
"Divine Tree!"
"Immortal!"
Suddenly, Chu Fengmian’s voice erged from beneath the tower.
With each utterance, Chu Fengmian’s aura strengthened anew.
"This is bad, this brat is about to break through!"
Witnessing this scene, the withered leaf’s face changed dramatically.
"Even if he breaks through now, he won’t escape the fate of being suppressed! Ancient Desolate Path! Suppress!"
Dong Gongli’s expression turned extrely hideous, as the Ancient Desolate Path beneath his feet suddenly transford into a ray of light, flying out.
This Ancient Desolate Path beca a beam of light, entering the Ancient Holy Tower, intending to suppress Chu Fengmian with infinite ancient power.
Chu Fengmian’s aura seed to weaken bit by bit under this suppression.
But just at this mont, Chu Fengmian’s figure suddenly moved.
Behind him, on the shadow of the Dragon Emperor, a drop of Dragon Emperor’s Essence Blood condensed once more.
Ten thousand drops of Dragon Emperor’s Essence Blood!
The mont this drop of Dragon Emperor’s Essence Blood ford, Chu Fengmian’s strength underwent an unbelievable transformation.
The chains that had shrouded Chu Fengmian all along were suddenly torn apart.
At this mont, Chu Fengmian’s Realm officially stepped into the level of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor.
"Finally broke through!"
Joy flickered in Chu Fengmian’s eyes.
The bottleneck that he couldn’t break through all along was finally broken at this mont.
Amid the siege of these two, under such a perilous situation, it further stimulated Chu Fengmian’s potential, propelling him to breakthrough directly, truly stepping into the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor.
Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Sense enveloped the entire Sword Dao Sect, witnessing countless battles within; his gaze turned chillingly cold.
"Today, none who dared to co to the Sword Dao Sect shall leave alive!"
The mont Chu Fengmian’s icy voice echoed, even the withered leaf and Dong Gongli appeared to be frozen, an eerie chill climbing up their spines.
"So what if you’ve broken through? Even at a breakthrough, you’re just at the Realm of the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, you still can’t escape! Brat, I want you to witness with your own eyes the destruction of the Sword Dao Sect you’ve built! And your woman, see how she dies at my hands!"
Dong Gongli sneered evilly, once more activating the power of the Ancient Holy Tower to suppress Chu Fengmian.
A Martial Artist is at their weakest when they’ve just broken through.
Now that Chu Fengmian has truly broken through and stepped into the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor, he instead was not worried but showed a look of joy, for this was the opportunity.
The withered leaf also understood this, with his Sword Light rging with the Ancient Holy Tower, likewise suppressing Chu Fengmian.
As the Ancient Holy Tower descended for suppression, Chu Fengmian’s expression remained incomparably serene.
Yet in Chu Fengmian’s gaze, a trace of killing intent gathered continuously.
He looked up at the Ancient Holy Tower looming above and suddenly his hand moved, throwing a palm strike.
Rumble!
A legion of dragons roared.
At the mont of this palm strike, imnse Dragon Power condensed, transforming into a dragon claw that swept across.
The Second Style of the Primogenitor!
Crack!
When the dragon claw slamd onto the Ancient Holy Tower, it broke, revealing countless cracks.
In the next mont, it was rcilessly crushed by the dragon claw, dissolved into nurous fragnts, drifting into the air.
And then Chu Fengmian’s figure slowly walked out from the palace.
Surveying the devastated palace, a trace of killing intent erged in Chu Fengmian’s eyes.
"Today, it starts with the two of you. With your blood, we will commorate the Sword Dao Sect!"
Chu Fengmian shouted coldly, the divine sword, the giant Divine Sword, unsheathed imdiately, and an enormous Sword Aura erupted from Chu Fengmian’s Sword Edge, slashing towards Dong Gongli and the withered leaf.
No one could withstand the sharp aura of this Sword Aura.
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