Jie Heng, who was already extremely afraid of Huan Ti, only knew how to whip out his wind drum when he saw Huan Ti charging over. He poured almost all of his god elemental energy and spiritual will into his strongest offensive sacred art, Void Collapsing Carnage.
No matter how weak Jie Heng was, he was once a Principal God that could barely be called a Quasi-Sage, or a Principal God that was infinitely close to a Quasi-Sage. Even though his cultivation level fell drastically after the Cataclysm back then, compared to Sage Huan Ti, the drop in his cultivation level was extremely small. At the very least, he was still an intermediate Unity God.
The Sky Reversal Kill was Jie Heng's trump card; it could reverse space and throw the Laws into chaos. His magic treasure, the Wind Drum, could transform everything within the Sky Reversal Kill into wind blades, wrapping around his opponent.
Just as Huan Ti tore apart Mo Wuji's Grade 7 deathtrap array, he was trapped by the Void Reversal Killing Array.
If this was any other time, even if Huan Ti stood there and allowed Jie Heng to attack him, Jie Heng's attacks would only be like tickles to him. At this instant, Huan Ti, whose cultivation had fallen to the extreme, was being enveloped by Jie Heng's Death of Emptiness. His entire body was being swept up by the blade radiance of the wind drum.
Huan Ti's god elemental energy continued to wither. His spiritual will was also slightly sluggish.
With a furious roar, the red crescent blade crown chopped down, creating a solid red blade aura.
"Pu!" A ray of blood exploded. Jie Heng was sliced into two by Huan Ti's saber radiance. The two halves of his body flew out like a kite with a broken string. As for Jie Heng's Sky Flipping Kill, under this red light, it was like a piece of paper being torn apart.
Fortunately, Huan Ti's injuries were too severe. The monk's spade within his body was constantly corroding his dao aura and sea of consciousness. Otherwise, this blade radiance wouldn't have just cleaved Jie Heng's body into two. It would have crushed Jie Heng into dust and turned him into nothing.
From the moment Huan Ti heavily injured Mo Wuji and charged out of the Tao Tie Valley, to tearing apart Meng Ye's deathtrap array, to destroying the joint sacred art of Mo Wuji and Meng Ye, to tearing apart Mo Wuji's void deathtrap array, to destroying Jie Heng's sacred art and splitting Jie Heng into two, everything happened in a short period of time.
In the end, it didn't even take a single breath to split open Jie Heng.
To Mo Wuji, this amount of time was more than enough. Mo Wuji's third finger, Fortune, was already fully formed. It locked onto the escaping Huan Ti.
The Mortal World was torn apart by Huan Ti and the Heaven and Earth was torn apart by Huan Ti.
The torn human world and heaven and earth turned into a vast melting pot. Everything in the universe melted and dissipated in this melting pot …
Dissipating in the Fortune Great World, no matter how down and out you were, no matter how noble you were, everything would melt like copper in the Fortune Furnace.
Heaven and Earth are the furnace, creation is the work, Yin and Yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper!
As though it could feel the dao spirituality of creation, the dao spirituality of the monk's spade which was stuck in Huan Ti's body started to circulate. The buddha spade let out a sizzling sound as a kind of life energy melted away, turning into copper liquid within the creation.
"No …" Huan Ti let out a mournful roar. He was unwilling, unwilling, unwilling!
I, Huan Ti, have severed my inner demons. I have endured countless trials and tribulations to attain the Gods Tower and become a Sage!
I, Huan Ti, am the ruler of the universe. All living beings are ants under my feet. Countless Sages and Gods worship me.
I, Huan Ti, have yet to take my revenge after the Cataclysm. I have yet to start my massacre. How can I die under the hands of an ant?
I refuse to accept this! Not convinced! Not convinced …
So what if it's the Bronze Furnace of Fortune? Break for me!
"Boom!" Cracks appeared on the Bronze Furnace of Fortune before it exploded. The Finger of Fortune also shattered into countless of shards of laws.
Huan Ti, who was originally a bloody mess and had his dao spirituality dissipating, was now just like a skeleton. All of his blood essence and flesh had disappeared. However, the monk's spade still pierced through this skeleton as it emitted a terrifying dao spirituality.
Mo Wuji's expression changed. He thought that Huan Ti would definitely be suppressed by the Finger of Fortune due to his injuries.
He didn't expect Huan Ti to be able to tear apart his Finger of Fortune!
The shocked Mo Wuji soon calmed down. The fourth finger's Yin Yang dao spirituality was suddenly enlightened! After Fortune was Yin Yang.
When the Heaven and Earth were united, all living beings would be born. Yin Yang would then transform!
One was life, two was death!
So I already have the support sacred art of Yin Yang. With this thought in mind, Mo Wuji lifted his hand to form a mysterious hand seal.
He had gained enlightenment of Yin Yang. However, what he executed wasn't the fourth finger of the Seven World Finger, Yin Yang. Instead, it was the Wheel of Life and Death.
How could Huan Ti wait for Mo Wuji to execute his Wheel of Life and Death? After tearing apart the Finger of Fortune, his body turned into a grey light as he shot out.
"Bang!" The space shook violently. Huan Ti took a few steps back before falling to the ground.
The space around him had already been sealed. Meng Ye's face was pale as he continued to form hand seals. At this moment, how could Meng Ye not know that he definitely couldn't let Huan Ti escape? His offensive sacred art wasn't as strong as Mo Wuji's. However, his Dust Silk Shackles wouldn't be any weaker than any spatial killing sacred art.
Previously, his Dust Silk Shackles didn't manage to trap Huan Ti. Now that Huan Ti was continuously being obstructed by Mo Wuji, he, Meng Ye, would have lived his life in vain.
"Meng Ye, you're courting death!" Huan Ti was locked up by Meng Ye's Dust Silk Shackles. He roared furiously. He was a Sage but he was being locked up by an ant like Meng Ye. How hateful!
Rage filled Huan Ti's heart. The dao spirituality around him seemed to have materialized as it erupted. It seemed as though it was going to destroy everything that was locked up.
Meng Ye's face turned pale. His dao spirituality circulated to the extreme. He furiously circulated his god elemental energy and spiritual will in an attempt to suppress Huan Ti's struggle. A mouthful of vital blood was spat out by Meng Ye. Meng Ye's sage-like appearance instantly aged. The dao spirituality around him started to get chaotic.
Opening his slightly fatigued eyes, Meng Ye glanced at Mo Wuji. He said with difficulty, "I can't hold on any longer."
Mo Wuji didn't reply Meng Ye's words. He wasn't going to give Huan Ti any more chances. A Wheel of Life and Death landed on Huan Ti's body.
One wheel was life and the other wheel was death.
After the Wheel of Life and Death landed on Huan Ti's body, Huan Ti's raging eyes dimmed. He lifted his head to look at Mo Wuji. There was an indescribable look in his eyes.
Meng Ye could feel the dao spirituality of Huan Ti getting weaker and weaker. He heaved a sigh of relief and regained his composure. He also looked at Mo Wuji with fear.
Even though the three of them were attacking Huan Ti, Meng Ye knew that the main force was still Mo Wuji. If not for Mo Wuji, even if Huan Ti was heavily injured by the Tao Tie, Meng Ye and Jie Heng would still die.
Huan Ti was beaten to such a state. After Mo Wuji's Wheel of Life and Death landed, he could still feel his life force dispersing rapidly. The deathly energy was also gathering rapidly.
Mo Wuji was incomparably shocked. His Wheel of Life and Death originally had one life and one death. The reason why he could make his opponent's deathly energy continuously increase with his Wheel of Life and Death was because he had his vitality channel.
This Huan Ti was simply too strong. If he didn't have his vitality channel, his Wheel of Life and Death might not have been able to deal with this fella.
With his life force dispersing, Mo Wuji didn't dare to think of anything else. His Wheel of Life and Death continued to strike out. The vitality from his vitality channel was constantly being replenished.
After ten breaths of time, Mo Wuji could feel his life force weakening. Thereafter, it stopped dispersing.
His life force stopped dispersing. Under the Wheel of Life and Death, Huan Ti's life force was disappearing like flowing water.
The originally skeleton-like Huan Ti was now emitting deathly energy. An aged aura appeared around Huan Ti's body.
"What's your name?" Huan Ti opened his eyes and asked Mo Wuji calmly. His eyes had also calmed down. There was no longer any unwillingness, anger or unwillingness in his eyes.
Countless years of struggle appeared in front of his eyes. The scenes of him stepping onto the path of dao as a high-spirited youth appeared in his mind. There was also the glory when he sat on the Sage Throne and the banquet and the worship from all over the world.
Now, everything vanished into thin air, turning into dust. Even though he once sat on the Sage Throne and experienced countless setbacks. At this moment, Huan Ti's heart was like dead ashes. He no longer had any thoughts of leaving behind a strand of spiritual will to be reborn. This was because this strand of spiritual will would have to go through tens of thousands of years of suffering before it could be reborn.
Even though he knew that if he wanted to live, he could still leave behind a strand of spiritual will, so what? With an expert like Mo Wuji around, how could there be a place for him, Huan Ti, in the future?
"Mo Wuji." Mo Wuji was also extremely shocked by Huan Ti. This fella was simply too resilient. Fortunately, he found two helpers. Otherwise, he might not have been able to get rid of Huan Ti.
"You're very strong. You're so strong that you made me lose the thought of rebirth. Help me kill Meng Ye and Jie Heng. I won't be reborn anymore. I believe that this life of mine is already enough. "Huan Ti spoke as though he was asking Mo Wuji to lend him a bowl of soy sauce.
When Meng Ye heard these words, his heart tightened. He looked at Mo Wuji with slight fear. He could feel that after Mo Wuji's last Wheel of Life and Death imprint, Mo Wuji's strength rose to another level.
Mo Wuji said faintly. "You're thinking too much. I don't kill my allies."
Huan Ti sighed. "Mo Wuji, if I want to leave, even if you kill me now, I, Huan Ti, can still come back many years later. Do you believe me? "
(Also ask for a monthly ticket.)
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
