As linden clones and lotus clones merged with Priest Hua and Priest Mu's bodies one after another, two prehistorical beast-like powers suddenly rose from the core area of the peaceful world.
Vast, boundless, simple, powerful, profound, and unfathomable. Two strands of aura shot into the sky and shook the countless stars in the sky to the point of shaking violently. Moreover, two circular waves of air swept out in all directions, and everywhere they passed, the black wind, black smoke, and black flames were completely obliterated.
Yu Tu was hacking towards a priest, who had been struggling desperately with a bright pearl on his head. All of a sudden, the space before his face quaked. A cyan-colored hand, surrounded by faint streams of light, flashed across the air and smashed down towards his chest, along with a terrifying power that seemed to be able to collapse the sky and collapse the earth.
"Interesting!" Yu Tu grinned. He twisted his blade and dodged the priest, who was already covered in wounds by the blade power, then swung the blade fiercely towards the finger.
The blade light suddenly turned purely dark, with countless twisted faces faintly visible in it. Shrill screams echoed in the blade light, disturbing people's minds. A despairing sense of death was released from the blade light. This was the great Dao of Yu Tu - the Dao of death, the Dao of terror.
Different from Yu Man's Dao of destruction, which was to destroy everything in the world, Yu Tu's Dao was to slaughter all living beings, to bring all living beings to death. At the moment of death, he would make all living beings feel the greatest fear and the deepest despair.
The cyan-colored finger was like a hazy shadow, gently pointing at Yu Tu's blade light with a coldness that could destroy all living beings.
The great terror of slaughtering all living beings and the coldness of destroying all living beings clashed against each other. The space around Yu Tu collapsed, and a thousand-miles-wide black hole appeared. Along with an ear-piercing scream, Yu Tu's spirit power transformed into countless extremely sharp blade lights, fiercely striking towards Priest Mu in the soul level.
With his spirit power, which contained the power of the great Dao of slaughtering, as a blade, Yu Tu attempted to tear Priest Mu's soul apart and forcibly inject his great Dao of slaughtering into Priest Mu's soul, forcing Priest Mu to admit his own Dao. He tore Priest Mu's Dao apart, and eventually cut Priest Mu's Dao into ashes, just like what he did to those creatures who were killed by his great Dao. He wanted to 'slaughter' Priest Mu.
Priest Mu's soul had transformed into a desolate world, with a withered linden tree weakly standing in the middle of this world. Like a meteor shower, countless saber lights wrapped in the Dao of Slaughter descended from the sky and sprinkled in this empty world.
In the next moment, Yu Tu spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered backward. Priest Mu's finger pierced through the air and landed on Yu Tu's chest. A small hole was left on Yu Tu's heavy armor, and Priest Mu's fingertip penetrated Yu Tu's body, reaching into his flesh for about three inches.
Yu Tu vomited eighteen mouthfuls of blood in a row. Every mouthful of blood was equal to ten Periods of time spent on his cultivation. In other words, he had cultivated himself for a million and ninety-six thousand years. He staggered back for over a hundred steps. Within a blink of an eye, the power he had cultivated himself for a hundred and eighty Periods was destroyed by Priest Mu with a single finger. The power released from Yu Tu's body weakened slightly. With a dark face, he raised his head and looked at the core of the peaceful world.
The great Dao of slaughter clashed against the great Dao of quietus, and Yu Tu suffered a great loss in terms of Dao.
The great Dao of slaughter aimed to destroy all living beings, but the quietus world generated by Priest Mu's soul was empty. Yu Tu wanted to slaughter all living beings, but failed to do so. In terms of the great Dao, Yu Tu was slightly weaker than Priest Mu. Therefore, he suffered a loss right away.
The small hole on Yu Tu's chest armor glowed with a dark light, then healed instantly. Yu Tu took a deep breath. The fear and despair released by countless priests from all directions surged into Yu Tu's body. Within a breath, Yu Tu recovered ninety percent of the power he lost for a hundred and eighty Periods.
Staring at the core of the peaceful world with a fierce light in his eyes, Yu Tu grinned viciously and said, "Interesting. You're not as weak as we thought."
While saying this, Yu Tu angrily threw a glance at Yu Huo. To be honest, he was a little careless just now. Yu Huo misled them, and as a result, Yu Tu thought that Priest Hua and Priest Mu were weaklings that he could easily defeat.
After all, just now, they saw Ji Hao beat Priest Mu up with their own eyes. But in their eyes, Ji Hao's power was so weak that it wasn't even worth mentioning.
Nevertheless, Priest Mu had left thirty-six-thousand clones in the peaceful world, cultivating themselves in seclusion. Priest Mu had even combined the powers of all thirty-six-thousand clones with a secret magic … Yu Tu was truly shocked. He never thought that Priest Mu's real power was not as weak as he thought.
The moment Yu Tu suffered a loss, the space before Yu Huo's face suddenly collapsed. Priest Hua's snow-white, flawless, thirty-six-story tower, wrapped in layers of holy light, suddenly dashed out from Yu Huo's face expressionlessly.
"Evil spirit, how dare you take the primordial spirit of my disciple?" Priest Hua held a dazzling white pestle in his left hand and launched a hundred and eight strikes on Ji Hao's head.
Even Ji Hao couldn't help but applaud and praise Priest Hua for his one hundred and eight strikes. At the moment, Priest Hua's moves were marvelous. He didn't look like his usual fighting style at all. Every single move he made contained endless changes, and every single one of his moves was like tens of thousands of flowers blooming simultaneously, dazzling the audience and making it impossible for them to react to any of his moves.
Priest Hua's one hundred and eight strikes contained an inexhaustible power of Dao. Watching Priest Hua raise his weapon and attack the enemies, one would feel like watching the sun and the moon rotate, the tides rise and fall, flowers wither and flowers bloom, orioles fly and grasses grow. Almost all the great Dao of nature in Pan Gu world was contained in these one hundred and eight strikes.
Ji Hao thought to himself. He couldn't possibly dodge Priest Hua's one hundred and eight strikes.
Yu Huo was good at controlling souls and bewitching people. Among the ten Pan Yu saints, he was the weakest in close combat. He didn't think that Priest Hua would choose him as his main target.
The one hundred and eight strikes landed squarely on Yu Huo's body, without missing a single strike.
Yu Huo had twelve pre-world spirit treasures and supreme treasures glowing dazzlingly to protect himself, but were shattered by Priest Hua's pestle. Following a series of cracking noise, over ten of Yu Huo's bones were broken. He loosened his grip, and Priest Hua grabbed Pan Yu's brain with his right hand.
"Damn it!" Yu Ling and the other Pan Yu saints cried out together. With a trace of greed, they reached their hands towards Pan Yu's brain.
Ji Hao narrowed his eyes and abruptly turned around, looking at the heaven.
A strong aura of killing could be sensed from the other side. Through the omnipresent sunlight, tens of billions of elite non-humankind warriors had been marching to the heaven in formidable arrays. Their battle formations covered the sky, nearly covering a small half of Pan Yu Midland like dark clouds.
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