With a flash of violet light, the Ziying sword shot out from the ground, blocking the dark light with its body.
"Ding!"
The dark light collided with the Ziying sword. With a thrum, the Ziying sword was knocked far away, but the dark light did not disperse. It continued towards Jianchen.
With a flash of azure light, the Qing Suo sword flew out from the ground as well. It blocked the dark light with its body just like the Ziying sword, but in the end, it was knocked away by the dark light with a thrum.
After being obstructed several times, the dark light bought precious time for Jianchen. At this moment, Jianchen's wounds had mostly recovered from the dual healing. All his bones had been reconnected, so he endured the pain and immediately leapt up. He used the Illusory Flash, leaving behind an afterimage as he appeared a hundred meters away.
Boom!
As soon as Jianchen dodged, the dark light struck where he had been lying. With a great boom, the entire ground shook violently. Terrifying ripples of energy erupted, wreaking havoc in the surroundings as a storm. It blew Jianchen a hundred meters away away.
This time, Jian Chen was blown several dozen kilometers away by the shockwave of energy before crashing heavily onto the ground. Many of his bones were broken, and his wounds that had just recovered from a small portion of his injuries were injured once more.
Jianchen basically climbed to his feet as soon as he hit the ground. Without any hesitation, he charged towards the tower spirit as quickly as he could. Along the way, origin energy of Radiant Saint Force enveloped his body the entire time. With the circulation of Chaotic Force in his body, his wounds healed at an extremely rapid rate.
"The tower spirit is still alive. I need to kill it in a single stroke while it's injured, just in case something happens." Jianchen gritted his teeth and persevered. He ignored the pain and flew in the direction of the tower spirit as quickly as he could.
Several dozen kilometers passed in the blink of an eye. When Jianchen arrived before the Heavenly Palace of Bisheng again, he had recovered by forty percent. The tower spirit had just purged the remaining sword Qi in its body as well. It stared at Jianchen with a sunken face.
Although its strength had fallen below Godhood, it still pressured Jianchen tremendously.
"Bastard, this is my last body, yet you've injured me so heavily. Even if I kill you, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart." The red-robed boy had completely lost his mind. The killing intent in his eyes had reached the limit.
"I will destroy your body and extract your soul so that it will suffer the most painful torture in the world. I will never be able to reincarnate. I will use everything I have to make you taste the most intense pain in the world," the red-robed boy roared at the sky. The hatred in his heart was enough to drown out space and shake up the surroundings.
The illusionary tower hovered around the red-robed boy once again. It also possessed the power of three laws. Afterwards, he spread his arms and used all his strength to gather the remaining power on the ninth floor, pouring it into the tower. Immediately, the tower's power skyrocketed.
Four illusionary swords that were over thirty thousand meters long hovered in the shattered darkness of the ninth floor. However, at this moment, the four swords trembled gently and flickered with a faint light. Immediately, even more power erupted from the swords, suppressing the power of the tower on the ninth floor. As a result, the tower spirit could only use a limited amount of the tower's power. It was extremely difficult for him to do so.
Even though the power of the tower was suppressed, the power that the red-robed boy could use still increased by a lot. At the same time, he did not hesitate to pour a strand of his origin energy into the tower before controlling it to crush Jianchen.
Although the tower was illusionary and did not possess a physical body, Jianchen did not dare to underestimate it. Instead, he became stern. Although the illusionary tower was not as powerful as the previous attack, it still gave Jianchen a sense of imminent danger.
"This attack is no weaker than Reciprocity!" Jianchen estimated the power of the tower. He knew that the attack was not something he could withstand while heavily injured. Moreover, the Azulet swords were not in his hands, so he was unable to fend off the attack with his own strength.
Jianchen showed no fear at all. A gleam of light flashed through his eyes, and another eight strands of sword Qi shot out from his arm to receive the tower.
They were also sword Qi left behind by the Nirvanic Immortal Exalt. Jianchen had obtained the Sword of Mortality, the Sword of Reincarnation, the Sword of Slaughter, and the Sword of Annihilation on the ninth floor of the Anatta Tower. Each strand of sword Qi could unleash the might of Reciprocity three times. After that, the power of the sword Qi would decrease. Jianchen was currently using the weakened sword Qi, which possessed the might of Returnance.
Although the eight strands of sword Qi only possessed the might of Returnance, they were no weaker than Reciprocity when combined.
Boom!
The eight strands of sword Qi collided with the tower, erupting with a great boom. Violent ripples of energy forced Jianchen back while the eight strands of sword Qi and the figure of the tower dispersed at the same time.
"God dammit, you actually still have that old bastard's sword Qi. Although the power of the sword Qi has decreased, it's still something that the old bastard left behind when he was still alive," the red-robed boy cried out furiously.
After retreating a certain distance, Jianchen forcefully stabilised himself. He had already recovered by fifty percent. Looking at the devastating storm of energy up ahead, he gritted his teeth and directly charged over. He passed through the storm of energy as quickly as he could and arrived before the red-robed boy. With a wave of his hand, he shot out four strands of sword Qi.
The four strands of sword Qi were shrunken versions of the four swords of the Nirvanic Immortal Exalt. Every single strand of sword Qi was the length of a hand, but their power had decreased from Returnance to Reciprocity. However, the comprehension of the Way of the Sword within the sword Qi was still greater than Jianchen's.
After using the four strands of sword Qi, the sword Qi hidden in Jianchen's arm dimmed. Its energy had basically been depleted.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
The four strands of sword Qi with the might of Origin pierced the red-robed boy's body at the same time, causing him to tremble violently. He became slightly more illusionary once again.
At the same time, the red-robed boy waved his hand and shot out a black streak of light with the power of the Laws of Destruction. It pierced Jianchen's body, causing Jianchen to vomit blood. The power of the Laws of Destruction wildly destroyed Jianchen's flesh around the wound, causing it to dissolve and rapidly expand.
Jianchen gritted his teeth as hatred filled his eyes. He glared at the red-robed boy and used the light to protect himself. At the same time, he used the sword Qi to fend off the power of the Laws of Destruction. He condensed a sword with sword Qi in his right hand again and swung it at the red-robed boy viciously.
The red-robed boy's body trembled violently as the madness in his eyes became even heavier. His face became extremely vicious as he constantly swung his fists at Jianchen. Every single punch contained a sliver of the power of the Laws of Destruction. He struck Jianchen again and again, producing heavy thuds.
Jianchen's face was sheet-white as blood constantly flowed from his mouth. The sword Qi condensed in his hand constantly swung at the red-robed boy. With every swing, the boy's illusionary body would violently tremble and dim. In the end, the Azulet swords flew over from afar. With shocking sword Qi, they pierced the boy as streaks of light.
Whether it was Jianchen or the red-robed boy, they were both extremely heavily injured. Both of them were extremely weak, unable to use any secret techniques.
The Ziying sword had already returned to Jianchen's hand. Jianchen wielded the Ziying sword. Coupled with the Sword Origin, he was able to unleash strength no weaker than late Receival. After several swings, he had almost dispersed the boy's figure. However, he had paid an extremely heavy price as well. There was not a single part of his body that was unscathed after enduring the boy's vicious attacks. At the same time, the power of the Laws of Destruction wreaked havoc within him, eating away at his flesh and blood.
Jianchen had already lost his right arm and half his body. Even a third of his head had shattered, almost injuring his soul. His entire body was covered in blood, making it a horrible sight.
However, he still did not give up. He used his remaining right arm to hold the Ziying sword and swung it at the boy. The Qing Suo sword did not stop either. Under the control of the sword spirit, it constantly pierced through the boy.
The battle between the two sides was extremely intense. It had already reached a state of close combat. The boy's figure had almost dispersed while Jianchen's body was about to collapse. He was just far too heavily injured. If it were not for the support of the Chaotic Body, he probably would have died long ago.
The red-robed boy roared out furiously. His eyes were filled with resentment as he roared, "I never thought about using this move because it was my last hope of escaping. However, it's no longer up to me now." The boy suddenly pointed at the sky, and a droplet of golden blood gradually appeared. Immediately, an unbelievably powerful ripple of energy radiated out.
Jianchen's face suddenly changed when he saw the droplet of golden blood. Just the ripples of energy from the golden blood made him feel like it was the end of the world. It was as if the droplet of blood possessed the power to destroy the world.
"Is this the blood of the Anatta Grand Prime?" Jianchen was sheet-white. The droplet of blood filled him with despair. Even if he was in peak condition, he would not have any chance of survival before the droplet of blood, let alone now that he was heavily injured.
"The essence blood of an Immortal Emperor!" The sword spirits cried out as well.
"Isn't this the blood of a Grand Prime? But even if it's not a Grand Prime's blood, it's still not something I can block. " Jian Chen stopped attacking the tower spirit and looked at the droplet of essence blood in the sky. Before the essence blood, escaping was nothing more than wishful thinking.
"This is a droplet of essence blood from master's traitorous disciple, Ta Ji. When master was heavily injured by the Nirvanic Immortal Exalt and fled, she was ambushed by that traitorous disciple of hers. In the end, master killed Ta Ji. Ta Ji's essence blood is left here, and I've kept it all this time. Originally, I wanted to use that essence blood to break through the sword formation once that bastard's suppression was exhausted, but I never thought that I would have to use it on an ant like you in the end." As he said that, the red-robed boy had already calmed down. He seemed like he was ready to face death with equanimity.
Boom!
At the same time, the drop of Immortal Emperor Blood Essence also exploded. A destructive energy swept through the world, devouring the void and crushing down towards the ground.
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