The sword light poured down like a torrent of rcury, layer upon layer, engulfing the entire cave entrance. Within the sword light lay a penetrating coldness that chilled the heart, exuding a terrifying aura capable of cutting through everything and plowing through the world.
Just the faintest tendrils of sword Qi effortlessly pierced through the surrounding mountain, creating layers of bottomless black holes.
This sword almost fully displayed the ultimate pinnacle of the Sword Dao.
But in the next second, a dull air current instantly overshadowed the heaven-reaching sword light, as a massive wave of earthy-yellow energy surged through like a tsunami.
BOOM!!
Just like a stormy sea, it swept up layers of Thick Earth Essence Qi, as if earth dragons rolled in from all directions to converge.
Despite the dense aura of thick earth, Lu Ren stood unmoved, steady as a rock. As he raised his arm, it seed to wade arduously through a viscous liquid. With this lift, countless masses of thick earth aura rolled back, driven and controlled like waves and tides.
Subsequently, Lu Ren reached into the sword light, astonishingly showing no regard for the sharp sword light that covered the sky, intending to withstand it with his bare hand.
Seeing this, the ghost-faced woman's eyes glimred, and the longsword in her hand beca three points sharper.
Lu Ren's extended arm was imdiately stripped of layers of skin by the sword light, yet in the next mont, with Thick Earth Essence Qi and an incomprehensible physique, it quickly regenerated.
In this tug of war, Lu Ren's terrifying recovery surpassed even the oncoming surge of sword light.
With a calm expression, Lu Ren flicked his finger, directly striking against the incoming flying longsword's blade.
CLANG!!
A deafening, penetrating sound of tal clashing resounded, explosively echoing in that instant.
An unimaginable surging force was released from Lu Ren's flick, causing the flying sword to skew under this mountain-splitting strength, whizzing past Lu Ren's side and embedding deeply into the ground.
With this flick, given Lu Ren's current Martial Path realm, he could unleash horrific power with pinpoint control, wielding up to eight layers of strength.
Facing the slightly trembling gaze of the ghost-faced woman, Lu Ren's chest seed to contain a volcanic eruption, stirring a spread of lava. Under the intense qi and blood emanation, the surrounding temperature twisted completely.
Lu Ren advanced just like Tathagata, neither dodging nor avoiding, throwing out a punch that raised layers of turbid white air currents, rolling fiercely backward. The dense explosion of air was intensely packed within a small space.
It was a forceful vacuum trajectory, its montum fierce, as if stepping into a storm of thunder, fist as heavy as a mountain!
The ghost-faced woman, unable to retrieve her longsword embedded into the ground, faced the thundering punch without a trace of fear. Instead, she ford a fist seal with her hand, her entire body shrouded in almost tangible qi and blood, nearly matching Lu Ren's imposing physique.
Lu Ren's mind wavered slightly; how was it on this Earthly Great Taoist Star, one could so casually encounter such a peerless master? Was she a Saint Heir or Saintess from so major sect?!
Could it be that in this era, Saint Heirs and Saintesses were so nurous that throwing a brick would hit a dozen?
Despite the sarcasm in his mind, Lu Ren showed no fear. The two engaged instantly, fiercely trading blows in close quarters, inch by inch, neither giving way. Fists and feet intertwined, nearly in an instant, shattered the mountain beneath their feet. The lands for tens of miles around rippled like water waves, and under the shockwaves of their exchange, nearly broke apart.
Lu Ren, having started with the Phoenix Falcon Fist, excelled in close combat. Even with his current standing as a True Immortal, possessing the Great Witch Body, wielding unparalleled Divine Power and astonishing defense, and with his Horizontal Refining thod becoming increasingly brilliant through Witchcraft Cultivation—
Lu Ren remained accustod to fast punches, especially familiar with those tempestuous attack techniques.
Though he lacked a so-called trump card Ultimate Killing Secret Technique or even those forr Three Lives True Scripture techniques, it was entirely because, having achieved the Great Witch Body, every punch and kick already possessed imnse killing power.
Except for his final trump card, the Ancestral Witch Incarnation, Lu Ren's arbitrary punch could unleash his peak power, as he fully exploded the potential of his flesh and blood from the cellular level within the microcosm, resulting in unsurpassed strength.
Watching the ghost-faced woman's hair wildly dance, her eyes glowing, with evil qi perating her whole being, almost spreading across the sky, Lu Ren's brows twitched slightly. She was clearly fighting with true intensity, her aura like Guo Muyang's, clearly a powerful figure risen from heaps of corpses.
An explosive knee strike from Lu Ren forced the ghost-faced woman back two steps before he opened his mouth: "Friend, could there be so misunderstand—"
Before finishing his sentence, the ghost-faced woman's reaction to Lu Ren's knee strike was like stirring up a hornet's nest. Her entire being suddenly emitted boundless brilliance, her flesh glowing intensely, with peculiar patterns faintly intertwining within.
Her aura surged rapidly, and the vigor that even drew Lu Ren's attention montarily surged and beca lively. In a daze, it was as if a great sun had fallen into a mountain stream, releasing endless radiance, illuminating the world.
Yet within this endless radiance lay ultimate destruction, capable of annihilating all.
Was this a desperate struggle?!
Up until now, the ghost-faced woman remained silent, her posture proud, her black robes fluttering fiercely. The fierce kill-or-be-killed aura from battling countless enemies, with her as the final victor, rose from her, her terrifying will almost compressing the surrounding terrain a thousand ters down.
Lu Ren took a deep breath, not showing any previous indifference on his face, which was now filled with solemnity. Over these days, he had read nurous scriptures; despite ninety-nine percent being rubbish, they helped confirm that her realm might be at the Dragon Transformation Realm level of Celestial Pride combat power.
Lu Ren's expression remained calm, with his form no longer concealed. In an instant, he expanded into the typical Great Witch Body about four and a half ters tall, his condensed will as steadfast as the earth, impervious to the opponent's sharp will.
And the mystical radiance carried by the Great Witch Body, with qi and blood surging like an abyssal sea, seed to have ushered in a second sun from between heaven and earth, aside from the ghost-faced woman.
In that mont, all vegetation lay prostrate, with no nightfall in the sky, only the two stood on the east and west like dual suns crashing to the ground, radiant and dazzling.
Seeing Lu Ren displaying no restraint, his whole body's joints bursting with crackling and popping sounds, demonstrating a towering physique, finally made the ghost-faced woman's eyes flicker.
"Your practices are not of this world."
The voice was ethereal and crisp, like the voice of an Exiled Immortal, yet devoid of any emotional fluctuation, cold as a celestial being.
"There are countless paths; as long as it leads to the ultimate destination, be it This World Technique or Outer Realm Technique, past, present, or future, as long as it reaches the end and achieves eternal singularity, that is the True Skill."
Lu Ren's eyes were gentle, and under the imrsion of Long Qi within the Thick Earth Essence Qi, his ntal state gradually moved towards a kind of smooth, unobstructed state, capable of any transformation, be it sweet or salty.
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