As long as Chu Mu was hit by the Heart Burning Curse, it would be Ming Luo's turn to dominate. He was confident of this.
The two swords sliced through the air, instantly pushing back the three Underworld God Puppets. Chu Mu's sword stabbed out like a white steed flitting across a crack. Ming Luo felt disdain. He already knew that Chu Mu's sword intent had reached the middle stage of the eighth transformation. Such a sword intent was earth-shattering, but it was still not enough to fight against the Heart Burning Curse.
Unless …
There was a pop, like a bubble bursting. The Heart Burning Curse was stabbed in the center by Chu Mu's sword. It trembled like a withered flower, instantly cracking and dispersing.
This scene shocked Ming Luo and the Underworld God Clan members outside the battle space.
Unless Chu Mu's sword intent had reached the ninth transformation, it was impossible for a mere eighth transformation sword intent to break the Heart Burning Curse.
Excluding the Nine Revolution Sword Intent, there was only one other possibility. That was, Chu Mu had grasped the method of using Divine Congealing Realm swordsmen's divine remembrance. The Burning Heart Curse was a curse technique, so it could be countered by sword intent or divine remembrance.
But the problem was that Chu Mu was not a Divine Condensation Realm swordsman. He did not have Divine Sense.
"Mental intent power, the way to use mental remembrance …" Ming Luo said word by word. His tone, which was close to grinding his teeth, let Chu Mu know the shock and anger in his heart.
Yes, Chu Mu had successfully integrated Spiritual intent into the various powers in that sword. It was like a Divine Condensation Realm swordsman using Divine Sense.
All of this was due to the fact that he had finished cultivating all six sections of the Southern Dipper Mind Refining Scripture and formed six mind stars, increasing the activity of his Spiritual intent. After that, Chu Mu had continuously cultivated the Southern Dipper Mind Refining Scripture, greatly increasing the activity of his Spiritual intent.
Chu Mu had been studying how to use his Spiritual intent since his battle with the Golden Flame Thunder. After greatly increasing the activity of his Spiritual intent, he finally succeeded in truly integrating it with other powers.
The middle stage of the eighth transformation sword intent and powerful Spiritual intent were enough to break the Heart Burning Curse in one strike.
"Good …" The Sword Saints all nodded.
Since he had brought out his true strength, Chu Mu struck out with both swords, attacking the Underworld God Golem.
The Nether God Golems had no intelligence, but they had a core. The core was the key to their control. The only way to completely destroy the Nether God Golems was to destroy the core.
However, the core was not easy to destroy. It would be faster to just kill the Underworld God Clan.
The three Underworld God Puppets immediately trembled under the attack of the sword imbued with spiritual intent. Their cores were impacted by the spiritual intent, causing them to pause momentarily. Chu Mu charged forward, his two swords piercing through the air. The crisscrossing sword light left a clear mark in the air as it slashed towards Ming Luo.
A frightening aura exploded from Ming Luo's body. Dark clouds rolled in, and his aura suddenly increased to the peak of the Ghost Fetus Realm. The black light from the treasured robe spread out, but it was instantly destroyed by the cross-shaped sword ray. Then, Ming Luo's body was cut into four halves, but the real him appeared in another place like a cicada shedding its shell.
Casting the spell, a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking Chu Mu's head.
The Nether Gods cultivated incantations, but they also studied elemental powers.
The purpose of studying elemental powers was to cultivate some direct offensive incantations, such as the Heaven's Thunder Incantation.
Lightning flashed, and the sound of thunder broke through the air. Chu Mu's scalp went numb. The power of the Heaven's Thunder Incantation was definitely very strong.
Chu Mu's body was directly destroyed, and a hole was blasted in the ground. He appeared beside Ming Luo, and his sword flashed past like a swan, cutting off a corner of Ming Luo's sleeve. If Ming Luo had not dodged quickly, this sword might have severed his wrist.
For the Nether Gods, their hands were extremely important because they were the foundation of their incantations. Unless their incantations had reached the level of Heart Incantation, they could form incantations without using their hands.
Even if they had reached the level of Heart Incantation, they were not omnipotent. Some powerful incantations still required the cooperation of their hands to be cast.
Ming Luo, whose power had greatly increased, could form incantations faster. His footwork was strange, and as he dodged, incantations appeared around him, but he did not attack.
When more than a dozen incantations appeared, they actually cooperated and flew toward Chu Mu from all directions.
Chu Mu, who had shown his true power, left the three Nether God Puppets behind him. He struck with both swords, and Sword Light filled the sky. In an instant, he broke the dozen incantations, and the cross-shaped Sword Light slashed at Ming Luo's chest, sending him flying backward.
At the same time, the dozen broken incantations strangely condensed into one. It shone with golden light and fell like a meteor from outer space. It was so fast that Chu Mu could not dodge it.
He opened his protective sword aura and infused it into the Silver Moon Robe. The silver light was instantly shattered by the golden incantation. The incantation landed directly on the Silver Moon Robe. The powerful force did not destroy the Silver Moon Robe, but it penetrated the robe and was blocked by the Bright Silver Armor.
The power of the golden incantation was not enough to break through the Bright Silver Armor, but the powerful impact caused Chu Mu to lose his balance, and he flew forward.
Ming Luo, who had been sent flying, once again raised his hands. An arrow that seemed to have condensed from blood shot through the air toward Chu Mu's chest.
The sword shattered. In the Decisive Battle Space, the two sides engaged in an even more intense battle. The three Nether God Puppets besieged Chu Mu again and again, but Chu Mu's spiritual will attacked their cores time and time again, allowing Chu Mu to escape.
Ming Luo, who had seen Chu Mu's terrifying close-range killing ability, was not willing to let Chu Mu get close to him at all. Hence, he dodged time and time again, and cast incantations that were not powerful but were extremely fast to delay Chu Mu.
The people outside the Decisive Battle Space were dazzled.
Actually, with their abilities and realms, both Chu Mu and Ming Luo were no match for them. As long as they wanted to, they could kill both of them in one move.
However, Ming Luo and Chu Mu were both geniuses. Their battle prowess was astonishing. Every move, every position, and every reaction was just right. They also considered what they would do later on. This was their battle prowess.
Ming Luo's black robe was damaged in many places. The cuts were caused by Chu Mu's sword. As for Chu Mu's Silver Moon Robe, although it was not damaged, it had been attacked several times. Luckily, with the dual protection of the Silver Moon Robe and the Bright Silver Armor, he was only shaken by his vital energy and blood. He was not injured.
At this point in the battle, both sides had basically used all their trump cards except for the trump cards that they had not used yet.
Chu Mu's Spiritual willpower was really too strong. In terms of strength, it was completely comparable to the Divine Willpower of an ordinary Divine Condensation Realm beginner swordsman. In terms of quantity, it was many times more. This caused Chu Mu's every move to be imbued with Spiritual willpower. While it was being depleted, it was also being replenished rapidly.
Lightning fell from the sky and struck Chu Mu three times in a row. Ming Luo had switched to cultivating lightning-type incantations.
The speed of the lightning was extremely fast, but Chu Mu was not slow either. He avoided the lightning-type incantations, but Ming Luo had already retreated far away. He formed a seal with his hands, and a silver-gray incantation seal appeared. In an instant, it turned into countless threads that shot toward Chu Mu. They were like a huge net that had been opened, trapping Chu Mu.
Immediately after, Ming Luo took out a jade talisman and crushed it. An incantation seal that exuded an extremely cold aura immediately appeared. This incantation seal was even bigger than the incantation seal that Ming Luo had formed himself. It was about the size of a fist.
A frightening aura reverberated. With a whoosh, this incantation seal shot into Ming Luo's body. Ming Luo let out a bestial howl, and the cold aura around him increased exponentially. His abilities directly broke through to the Ghost Fetus Realm, and Dacheng was firmly in the Dacheng Realm.
The Ghost Fetus Realm was similar to the Divine Condensation Realm. Every small increase in level had a very obvious effect on one's abilities.
In the Ghost Fetus Realm, Dacheng Realm Ming Luo's abilities multiplied.
The Heavenly Thunder Incantation was activated, and five bolts of lightning appeared consecutively. They formed five directions and descended. Chu Mu dodged four bolts and shattered the fifth bolt with one strike.
At that moment, the members of the Underworld God Clan were not feeling good. This was because the progress of the battle was different from what they had imagined. Chu Mu should have been unable to withstand Ming Luo's attacks and had been forced to use his trump cards time and time again. However, the reality was slightly different. Chu Mu had only used his own abilities. He had not used his trump cards yet, but Ming Luo had already used the trump cards that they had given him.
In the Ghost Fetus Realm, Dacheng Realm Ming Luo cooperated with the three Underworld God Puppets to fight against Chu Mu. They were evenly matched.
At that moment, Chu Mu could not do anything to Ming Luo, and Ming Luo could not do anything to Chu Mu.
However, the increase in his abilities allowed Ming Luo to cast even more powerful incantations. The three incantations formed a triangle and formed a cage, trapping Chu Mu within.
Ming Luo did not expect to be able to trap Chu Mu forever. He only needed to buy some time for himself to cast a more powerful incantation.
Black gas rolled in the sky. Another black skull incantation appeared. This time, it was bigger than the previous one. The black skull's eyes were glowing with a blood-red light. It looked very strange and evil. It was chilling.
After Ming Luo spent a total of 12 breaths, this incantation flew toward Chu Mu. At the same time, Chu Mu broke open the incantation cage. He stabbed out with his sword. The incantation seemed to have intelligence as it avoided Chu Mu's sword. Its speed suddenly increased twofold, and it shot directly into Chu Mu's body.
A chilly feeling swept through his body. It was as if he had suddenly gone from a normal temperature to the dead of winter. His nerves became sluggish, and an evil aura filled the air. His body felt like it was being corroded and decayed. He lost his life force and energy.
The Underworld God Clan was not kind to begin with. The essence of their incantations lay in how to weaken and destroy. Those incantations that boosted and attacked directly could only be considered unorthodox.
The middle stage of the eighth revolution sword intent was fully activated. It swept through Ming Luo's body and tried to kill him. However, it was difficult to disperse the incantation. Ming Luo's second incantation was ready. It was a powerful, direct attack type incantation.
Without any delay, Chu Mu had no choice but to use the Waning Moon Pendant. One of the three stars in the Waning Moon Pendant shattered, and a clear current surged into his body. It swept through his entire body. The chilly feeling melted like snow being roasted by flames. Following that, the weak and decaying feeling also disappeared.
At the same time, a bolt of lightning as thick as a thigh descended from the sky. It tore through the air, and its violent aura was filled with destruction. It blasted toward Chu Mu's head. If he was hit, he would be severely injured even if he did not die.
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