Faced with True Lord Greed and True Lord Yan's attacks, Li Xiuzhu took in a deep breath and exhaled. A stream of red light shone from his abdomen, spreading all the way to his chest, then his throat. Finally, it turned into a shocking rainbow and shot out, meeting True Lord Greed and True Lord Yan's attacks head-on.
The Blood Transformation Divine Saber was a mutated weapon. Everything struck by the saber light, be it an impenetrable wall or a primordial spirit Dharma treasure, would be reduced to flesh and blood, unable to withstand a single blow.
Right now, Li Xiuzhu was spewing out a shocking rainbow. Wherever the red light passed by, blood splattered everywhere. It was as if the sky was raining blood. He used the might of this mutated weapon to temporarily block the attacks of the two orthodox gods.
At the same time, Li Xiuzhu punched out, and a world-shaking aura soared up from his body. The entire world seemed to shake along with his fist, and the four orthodox gods' sea of consciousness turned sluggish for a moment.
The Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague, who was taking the brunt of Li Xiuzhu's attacks, frowned. She felt the world turn dark, as if all matter in the world had disappeared. Only that fist was left in the world, emitting boundless demonic powers. It carried a power that could destroy everything and change the world as it smashed out toward her.
Seeing that Li Xiuzhu still dared to attack her despite being besieged by two immortals, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague sneered. "Arrogant." Her right hand swayed slightly, and it was as if countless departed spirits' screams had gathered together, breaking through the influence of the Heaven Overturning Fist Intent.
"Then I'll suppress you first before capturing Zhou Bai."
Following that, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague sent out another palm strike, and the dead tide swept out toward Li Xiuzhu.
Under the combined attacks of the three immortals, Li Xiuzhu relied on the Blood Transformation Divine Saber and the Heaven-Illuminating Pearl to barely hold on. However, under the attacks of the starlight giant, the Single-horned Golden-winged Gu, and the dead tide, he was completely suppressed by the three orthodox gods' powers.
Any one of these three Righteous Gods was enough to sweep away mortal cultivators. As long as they landed on Li Xiuzhu's body, he would immediately die. And yet, Li Xiuzhu was using all his power to resist them.
However, in just ten seconds or so, Li Xiuzhu's Essence Soul Energy was rapidly drained. His Qi and blood fluctuated, and the rebound force broke his tendons and bones. He was bathed in blood.
When the Heaven Monarch of Death Plague saw that Li Xiuzhu couldn't even retaliate, he snorted coldly. He didn't want to bother with Li Xiuzhu anymore. Instead, he turned to face Zhou Bai.
However, Li Xiuzhu transformed into his Raindragon True Form and took on True Monarch Greed's fist, which was several hundred meters tall, head-on. Strong gales erupted all over his body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, he activated his Heaven Overturning Fist Intent, and once again punched out at the Heavenly Monarch Death Pestilence.
Just as the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague was about to grab Zhou Bai, she felt her body stiffen again. A will that she was both familiar and disgusted with had already entered her sea of consciousness, attempting to shake up her soul.
"Li Xiuzhu …" The Heaven Monarch of Death Plague slowly turned around. His eyes were filled with coldness. "Do you want to die so badly?"
Li Xiuzhu laughed loudly and said, "Even if I die today, there will be thousands of me standing up in the world. The fire is already burning! You've personally lit it up! "
The killing intent in the eyes of the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague grew even stronger. "Then I'll kill them all."
Li Xiuzhu laughed wildly. "Death Plague! You don't understand the human heart at all! The ambitions of humans will never be extinguished! "
The Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague did not say anything else. Her hands and legs swayed lightly, and the four bells on her bracelets shook continuously, emitting crisp chimes.
Accompanied by the intense chimes, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague began to dance.
Her hands and legs began to dance with great force. There was no hint of gentleness or lightness in her movements. Instead, they were filled with a sense of vigor and strength, as well as an ancient, boundless, and intense aura that assaulted one's senses.
It was as if they had returned to thousands or tens of thousands of years ago, when humans still ate raw meat and drank blood, and danced as sacrifices to the heavens.
As the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague's dance became more and more intense, more and more black aura, accompanied by departed souls, emerged from the four bracelets on her hands and legs, emitting a series of cries.
The cries of tens of thousands of departed souls gathered together, as if they were singing something.
When True Immortal Greed and True Immortal Yan saw the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague's dance, their expressions changed simultaneously, and their attacks slowed down. When the song rang out, they had already retreated, putting all their strength into defending.
True Immortal Greed was astonished. 'The Dance of the Nine Heavens, Five Palaces, and Ten Deities!'
True Immortal Yan also thought with a grave expression, 'According to the rumors, this is an ancient dance used to offer sacrifices to ancestors, Gods, and comfort the departed souls … Now, in the entire Celestial Court, only the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague can use this dance to arouse the power of departed souls.'
Dance was something even more ancient and ancient than any Daoist formula, martial arts, Daoist techniques, and formations. It was the earliest way for humans to face Tendo.
At this moment, accompanied by the mysterious and intense dance of the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague, the crisp chimes of the bells became more and more intense, and the sounds of tens of thousands of people singing together could be faintly heard in the wind.
"The Emperor descends to Northern Zhu City, his eyes are filled with sorrow."
A layer of holy white light appeared above the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague, and everyone's gazes involuntarily gathered on her. Li Xiuzhu forcibly suppressed his spirit, wanting to shift his gaze away, but he discovered that he could not do so.
"The gentle autumn wind, beneath the leaves of the Dongting Rippling Tree."
"Cough! Cough! " Li Xiuzhu suddenly coughed violently, as if there were tens of thousands of insects crawling in his lungs and throat. It was numb and itchy, and he could not help but cough continuously.
"Gazing into the distance from the white clouds, I stand on my wedding day."
As the black aura pervaded the air, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague was faintly discernible in it. Together with her dance, she gave off a soul-stirring charm, attracting the gazes of all the cultivators present at this moment.
"Urgh!"
Li Xiuzhu, on the other hand, continued to cough. When he opened his mouth, a large basin of blood gushed out. His entire face was pale, and he seemed to be severely injured, as if he had instantly fallen seriously ill.
Realizing that he could not let the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague continue to dance like this, Li Xiuzhu circulated his fist intent, and the Blood Transformation Divine Saber swept toward her.
However, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague did not seem to feel anything, and continued to dance that ancient and boundless dance. Streams of black aura protected her body. Although the Blood Transformation Divine Saber's saber light slashed out, it still protected the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague.
True Monarch Greed and True Monarch Yan suddenly started coughing as well, their hearts thumping. They immediately retreated several hundred meters before stopping. They then set up the Starry Sky Giant and Single Horned Golden Wings Gu to surround Li Xiuzhu, preventing him from escaping.
Just as Li Xiuzhu was in an increasingly dangerous situation, a sword shadow cut across the sky. Piercing sword light enveloped the world, causing everyone to feel a piercing pain in their eyes.
Yun Chonghe formed his sword art, controlling a gigantic sword the size of a mountain to descend from the sky. With a momentum capable of splitting mountains and splitting seas, the sword brought up raging gales and tore through the clouds, fiercely slashing toward the Heavenly Monarch of Death Plague.
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