This altar was the Darkness Altar that Sauron had condensed. His true name had already been condensed within the altar. As soon as the altar appeared, one could feel the surrounding heaven and earth origin energy, demonic qi, and even space itself freeze and slow down a bit. An invisible Daoist Rhyme covered the surroundings. Layers of pitch-black curtains quickly covered the surroundings like a heavenly curtain. Everywhere it went was plunged into darkness. The surrounding area was completely shrouded in darkness.
Pfff!!
The golden Vermilion Bird sniper bullet shot straight into the Curtain of Darkness. This Curtain of Darkness was more terrifying than any other domain. Not only was it filled with the power of darkness, but it also formed a layer of black mist. It also had a strong corrosive power. The endless power of darkness wrapped around the golden sniper bullet, madly corroding the power contained in the sniper bullet. One could see that the Vermilion Bird Divine Flame on the bullet was gradually being worn down.
However, this wasn't an ordinary bullet. It was a bullet shot from a connate spiritual treasure, the Vermilion Bird sniper rifle. It looked like a bullet, but it was condensed purely from the power of the Vermilion Bird. It could be tangible or illusory. It was completely condensed from the power of the Vermilion Bird and gathered the power of the stars to correspond to the Vermilion Bird constellation. One could imagine the power it contained. Its penetrative power was even more astonishing. As the bullet spun, it continuously broke through the Dark Curtain of Heaven.
Even though the power of the Vermilion Bird on the bullet was constantly dissipating, it still didn't stop moving forward.
Ding!!
The Vermilion Bird bullet shot forward, continuously breaking through the Dark Curtain of Heaven. However, when it neared Sauron, it could no longer move forward. One could see the Dark Altar blocking in front of the sniper bullet. When the Dark Altar and the bullet collided, a crisp sound could be heard. Amidst this sound, one could see countless mysterious pitch-black runes appearing on the Dark Altar. Countless ancient and mysterious demonic voices reverberated continuously.
The mysterious Law of Darkness circulated within the Dark Altar.
The Vermilion Bird bullet landed on the Dark Altar. Instantly, a layer of black light appeared on the Dark Altar. That layer of light didn't last long and was quickly destroyed. The Vermilion Bird bullet landed solidly on the Dark Altar, but a crisp sound could be heard. The power of the Vermilion Bird instantly erupted and turned into a layer of blazing Vermilion Bird Divine Flames. It crazily engulfed the Dark Altar and started burning continuously, as if it was going to melt the entire Dark Altar and burn it to ashes.
However, a steady stream of darkness energy surged forth and extinguished the Vermilion Bird Divine Flame.
During this process, it was as if fire and water were incompatible. There were blazing sounds as the sacrificial runes were destroyed by the Vermilion Bird Divine Flames, and the Vermilion Bird Divine Flames continued to wear them down. In the blink of an eye, the Vermilion Bird Divine Flames completely disappeared. Surprisingly, tiny cracks could be seen on the Darkness Altar. There weren't many of these cracks, and they weren't very deep. If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't even notice them. However, cracks were cracks.
This also meant that the altar was damaged.
"What a powerful attack. What a domineering Connate numinous treasure. "
Sauron's face was cold, almost livid.
It must be said that when one reached the Dao Pillar Realm, the altars they refined were the embodiment of one's Dao Fruit. They carried one's Great Dao and were constructed from natural oddities. Natural oddities were in no way inferior to Connate numinous treasures. To a certain extent, the altars at the Dao Pillar Realm were different kinds of Connate numinous treasures. At a critical moment, they wouldn't even need to fear colliding with Connate numinous treasures. A powerful altar could directly destroy Connate numinous treasures.
For cultivators, altars were of the utmost importance.
Therefore, when refining altars, almost all cultivators would do their best to collect the natural oddities they needed. The more precious the natural oddities they collected, the more stable the altar would be, and the more powerful it would be. As one's cultivation progressed, the strongest cultivators wouldn't even need to use Connate numinous treasures. Just a wisp of energy from the altar would be enough to crush all kinds of Divine Abilities and Dharma treasures.
Sauron's Darkness Altar had a total of three levels. Under normal circumstances, the three-tiered altar would be able to withstand an ordinary Connate Numinous Treasure. However, at this moment, it had been severely damaged. Not only had cracks appeared on its surface, even the inscriptions on the altar had been obliterated. It was impossible to say how long it would take to repair it. The altar was connected to Sauron's life, so when the cracks appeared, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The damage to the altar meant that his future path had been severed.
Most terrifying of all, the power of the Vermilion Bird Sniper Rifle was simply too domineering.
At this moment, standing outside the Dark Demon Castle, there was a man in a plain robe with an ice-cold expression. On his back, there was a long saber. This saber was simple and unadorned, hidden in its scabbard, and one could not feel any sharpness from it.
It was none other than Fu Hongxue.
"This is a good opportunity. Let me finish him off!"
A cold light flashed in Fu Hongxue's eyes. He had seen everything that had happened before, so he naturally understood that this was Sauron's weakest moment. His armor had been ripped off, his Demonic Eye had been stolen, and even his two eggs were gone. His Supreme Demon Ring had been stolen. Everything he had relied on had gone up in smoke, and he had been seriously injured. He had just received a fatal blow from the Vermilion Bird Spear, and even his Life Altar had been damaged. It could be said that … This was Sauron's weakest moment.
If he didn't finish him off now, when would he wait?
This was a godsend opportunity.
With a flip of his hand, his palm had already landed on the hilt of the saber. From within his body, waves of Qi, Saber Essence, Saber Intent, and even his own Essence, Qi, and Spirit were all completely condensed in the saber in his hand. As his strength continued to pour into the saber, one could see the saber trembling in the scabbard, as if it was waiting for the moment to be unsheathed.
One inch!
Two inches!
Three inches!
One could see the snow-white saber being pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch.
The Saber Drawing Technique was not only about the speed, but also the frequency of drawing the saber. That was based on the time and place. That kind of fast drawing with extremely high frequency was naturally powerful. Moreover, it could be as fast as lightning, making it impossible to defend against. However, this was not the essence of the Saber Drawing Technique.
The real essence was to hide the saber in the scabbard, store the power into the scabbard, and completely condense it in the scabbard. Using Essence, Qi, and Spirit to temper the Saber Intent, the moment the saber was unsheathed, it could be several times, or even ten times more powerful. One slash could destroy the world. It was truly invincible. That kind of saber was truly unstoppable. Invincible. No one could easily use such a Saber Drawing Technique.
What Fu Hongxue practiced was the Saber Drawing Technique. It was called the Heaven Slashing Saber Drawing Technique. Its Saber Intent contained the supreme will to slash the heavens. Even if the heavens were in front of him, one slash would shatter them all. To practice this Saber Technique, one must have the courage to slash the heavens.
The longer the time before the Saber was unsheathed, the more powerful the Saber Drawing Technique would be.
The moment the saber was unsheathed, the power contained in the saber would erupt several times more. It was fast, ruthless, and accurate. It hid its sharpness in the scabbard and was unprecedented when unsheathed.
This was the power of the Saber Drawing Technique.
When the saber was drawn, life and death could be decided. The first saber strike was the most terrifying.
Since Fu Hongxue stepped out of the Tongtian Pavilion and arrived here, he had been storing up power. Now, he had only drawn the saber a few inches, and a kind of sharpness had already blossomed from the saber. Furthermore, the process of drawing the saber looked slow. One could even see the scene of the saber being drawn from the scabbard clearly. In fact, it was not slow at all. Instead, it was fast enough to deceive everyone's eyes.
"What a great Heaven Slashing Saber Drawing Technique. He is a good opponent."
Not far away, a middle-aged man in black robes with an iron sword on his back looked at Fu Hongxue. A hint of fighting spirit subconsciously appeared in his eyes. Although Fu Hongxue had just drawn the saber, he could feel the supreme sharpness contained in the saber. That saber intent could no longer be blocked by the scabbard.
"Slash!!"
The moment the saber was completely drawn from the scabbard, Fu Hongxue spat out coldly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the saber in his hand had already slashed out.
An unparalleled saber intent soared into the sky, accompanied by the saber. It turned into a divine saber that pierced through the heavens and the earth. It was thousands of feet long, and its entire body was condensed into a substance, making it impossible to see that it was illusory. That was a supreme divine saber that was thousands of feet long. There seemed to be endless creatures screaming in the saber.
Heaven Slashing!
Heaven Slashing!!
When this saber fell, even the sky would split, all the gods and Buddhas would dissipate, and the sun and moon would lose their luster.
Crack!!
As the saber light fell, the barrier that enveloped the Dark Demon Castle instantly appeared, turning into a black light curtain that enveloped the Dark Demon Castle. However, under the saber light and the extremely terrifying Heaven Slashing Saber intent, the barrier instantly shattered. It was directly split in half. The saber intent was indestructible.
Rumble!!
Under the saber light, the palace was shattered. The demonic soldiers and demonic servants that came into contact with it were instantly crushed by the saber light, and their souls were torn apart by the saber intent. Will was destroyed.
"Bastards, do you really think that I, Sauron, will allow you to bully me? Are you done? Do you think this is a public toilet?"
Sauron was so angry that his nose was crooked. This was really crooked. First, there was a group of thieves, and then there was an assassin. That was not enough, after the assassination, there was also someone who stabbed him. What was going on? Were they really worried that Sauron would not die? What was going on? Who was targeting him? How could they be so cruel? Although each of them was definitely not a match for him in a one-on-one fight, he was fully armed and had the Supreme Demon Ring in his hand. He was confident that standing here, these clowns would not be able to harm a single hair on his body.
When he thought of the Supreme Demon Ring, his heart twitched. It hurt.
However, it was useless to say this. The sky-piercing saber light had already seen it. This saber light was a fatal threat. At this moment, there was no other way. The saber light was too fast. The only thing he could do was to once again send the Dark Altar towards the Heaven Slashing Saber intent.
This sabersman had used the Drawing Technique.
When this saber slashed out, in the eyes of many people, they could see a saber light cutting through the sky.
It was incomparably swift and fierce. The hidden sharpness made people's hair stand on end.
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