The Nine-Sectioned Scepter was raised high, and it had already broken through the illusory world. It came crashing down, and everything returned to chaos. The white jade platform trembled, and Fan Wu Jie's true bodies in different time and space were destroyed at the same time. His past and future were both locked down by the Connate Spiritual Treasure. With a strike of the scepter, the entire timeline was wiped out, and even the void was turned into chaos.
Fan Wu Jie's remaining true body roared and took out the golden shard. As the past and future were destroyed and the power of time and space rushed towards him, he created a golden bridge that crossed the void.
The killing power of the primordial spiritual treasure was far beyond Fan Wu Jie's expectations.
Back then, when Fa Jing held the primordial spiritual treasure, the purple gold alms bowl, it did not seem to be this terrifying. Fan Wu Jie did not cross the threshold of Daira. If he was like Yuan Yu, who walked through the chaos, or Xue Tu or Wu Sheng, who came from a sect with a long history, he would know why Fa Jing was forced to run away with the purple gold alms bowl.
It was because the purple gold alms bowl was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's spiritual treasure. Even though Fa Jing had the Bodhisattva's decree, he could not use even one ten-thousandth of its power.
He was not like Zhang Liang, who was instructed by Zhang Jiao to attack with all his strength. The Nine Degrees of the Great Dao was also the supreme power of the nine-sectioned staff, which represented the divine authority and order. Therefore, Fan Wu Jie was forced to use the chaotic treasure, the shard of the Yuanyu Golden Bridge.
Fan Wu Jie stood on the golden bridge. His past and future bodies were destroyed by the primordial spiritual treasure, and he could only live in this moment.
His current body should have been crushed by the past and future. With the past body destroyed and the future body destroyed, he would naturally die. His future body died, and as time passed, he would die in the next moment …
But now, the Yuanyu Golden Bridge crossed the time and space, stopping Fan Wu Jie in this moment.
The past and future tides of time and space, the terrifying attacks that destroyed the true bodies in different time and space, could not touch Fan Wu Jie who was standing on the Yuanyu Golden Bridge. He looked at the tides of chaos below the golden bridge with lingering fear. The void collapsed and the Great Dao no longer existed. Under the attack of the primordial spiritual treasure, time and space and grievances were all destroyed.
If Fan Wu Jie fell off the golden bridge, he would have to face the impact of his death in different time and space.
The white jade platform that carried the primal chaos let out a groan as if it couldn't bear the burden. The blessings of the deities and the restrictions set up by the Heavenly Court to test the work of the deities were all destroyed! Every single layer of the countless golden barriers was as thick and heavy as an impassable iron wall. Even though the Barbarian and Diremonster armies had attacked with all their might, and countless Daolords were battling on the dais, and countless divine abilities and spells were all blasted against the barriers, they were unable to shake them at all. But now, they were shattered like thin paper!
Chaos slammed against the golden bridge. Even though the golden bridge did not budge, it was still just an illusion. The aura of the golden bridge was still stable, but the illusion of the golden bridge that Fan Wu Jie had manifested could not last that long. After all, it was just a fragment of a treasure left behind by a Chaos Fiendgod.
Below the stage, Yuan Yu glared fiercely at the Xue Tu King and said faintly, "This Yuan Yu Golden Bridge is indeed undefeatable. Even if it's a Connate Numinous Treasure, it's still stable even when facing the impact of the Nine-Sectioned Scepter. It's a pity that Fan brat only has one fragment, and the Numinous Treasure aura it contains isn't enough. I'm afraid he won't be able to last long!"
"If someone's Heavenly Demonic Blood God Blade went up, I'm afraid it would be broken with just one strike from the scepter!"
The Xue Tu King did not argue with him. It was only when he was slashing people that he realized the power of his Heavenly Demonic Blood God Blade.
The Blood Dissipating Saber's sharpness was unparalleled, and its quality was superior. Moreover, it had its own sinister Restrictive Spell. It was not meant to be used for protection, but for killing. As a divine saber, it was more solid than the golden bridge!
Ajati said proudly, "What Nine-Sectioned Scepter? What Purple Gold Alms Bowl? How can they be compared to the Yuantu Sword that the Demon Ancestor carries with him? If my sect's ultimate treasure, the Yuantu Sword, was here, I could easily take down Zhang Liang. Even if Zhang Jiao came, he would only be a dead soul under my blade! "
The Xue Tu King and Yuan Yu ignored him. Both of their treasures were the weapons they carried with them, but the treasure that this person took out was the Great Ancestor of his sect. Don't be fooled by Ajati's claim that he was invincible with the Yuantu Sword, that Zhang Jiao and the Innate Spiritual Treasures were nothing to him, and that Daira would even dare to fight.
In reality, he was not wrong …
But if Ajati were to kneel and ask for the Yuantu Sword, would this Great Ancestor make a move for him?
The three of them were not worried about Fan Wu Jie, because if it was not for the protection of the Yuanyu Golden Bridge, Fan Wu Jie might really be turned into ashes when he was caught off guard by the Innate Spiritual Treasure's scepter. But now that Fan Wu Jie had survived the initial danger, even though the Yuanyu Golden Bridge was on the verge of collapse, with this buffer, Fan Wu Jie naturally had a way to deal with it.
After all, the one holding the Innate Spiritual Treasure was not Zhang Jiao, but Zhang Liang, who was far weaker than Fan Wu Jie.
Sure enough, just as the shadow of the Yuanyu Golden Bridge became more and more illusory from the impact of the chaos, and at the moment when it was about to shatter, Fan Wu Jie suddenly stepped out of the golden bridge. Then, the shadow of the Yuanyu Golden Bridge shattered, and a golden fragment was also shattered. Fan Wu Jie fell into the chaos, and the impact of the death of the countless true bodies of time and space came crashing down.
Fan Wu Jie was immediately wiped out, and his whole body was wiped out, without a trace of his aura left.
Zhang Liang held the scepter with great difficulty, not daring to relax. Of course, it was because Fan Wu Jie's previous actions were too inexplicable, but also because the Nine Degrees Great Dao Mystique and the wishes of the ancestral spirits and ghosts were all sucked dry by the Innate Spiritual Treasure. Now, most of the Yellow Turban Warriors and the ghosts and deities controlled by the Nine Degrees Great Dao Mystique were exhausted.
If the scepter struck again, it would probably suck out the source of these ghosts and deities.
Even if Zhang Liang was exhausted to the point of vomiting blood, he would only be able to wield the strength of three strikes of the nine-sectioned staff … Even if each strike had the power to shake the heavens and the earth, after three strikes, Zhang Liang would probably not be able to lift this connate numinous treasure.
And his brother, Zhang Jiao, without the Nine Degrees Great Dao Mystique, with his own magical power, he could only strike five times.
Below the white jade platform, watching Fan Wu Jie fall into the chaos and turn into ashes, the crowd sighed in sympathy. The lady in white turned her head away, unable to look at it, and Little Qing's eyes were filled with tears. Old Man Xin Mo sighed and said, "What a pity, what a pity! A future strong cultivator, with such a heaven-defying technique, was helpless against the power of this strike. "
The captain of the Milky Way Navy put down his wine cup and shook his head, "That golden bridge looks familiar, it seems to be the relic of a Chaos Fiendgod."
The god with a pair of godly eyes sighed and said, "Even though this future strong cultivator used the fragment of the Chaos Fiendgod's relic and borrowed a shred of Daira's aura to escape this calamity, without the second fragment, it is only a matter of time before he falls."
Crown Prince Bo Jun smiled and said, "How can there be no difference? After dodging this strike, he can easily admit defeat."
"I am not an unreasonable villain who wants to force someone to his death, would I not allow him to step down from the platform? Even though this person has fallen, everyone has seen his abilities, and he is a good talent. Even if I promote him, what does it matter? "
Crown Prince Mu seemed to be a little dumbfounded. He grabbed the corner of his robe nervously, and his face was a little pale. "Brother Wu Jie … lost! It is not the fault of the battle … How could I know that Zhang Jiao has such a terrifying trump card? But in the primitive universe, there are only a few Innate Spiritual Treasures. This time, we can force out the person behind Zhang Jiao, and it will be a great help to my father. It is still unknown who will win this battle … I just hope that Brother Wu Jie is fine! "
Amidst the chaos, countless immortal lights suddenly shone brightly, and the energy that was shattered by the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the nine-section staff, turned into a chaotic state. At this time, an embryo emerged from the chaos. It was a strange flesh egg, red like fire, and as soon as it appeared, it swallowed the chaotic energy and expanded rapidly. Then, a strange beast with no mouth and no face came out of it.
Someone below the platform exclaimed, "Chaos!"
It was one of the four ancient fierce beasts, the Chaos Beast … As soon as it was born, it swallowed the chaotic energy, and its body grew rapidly. Zhang Liang's face turned red, and he couldn't even lift the nine-section staff. He could only watch as the Chaos Beast grew to a height of one million zhang. Suddenly, the Chaos Beast flipped over, and Fan Wu Jie came out of it. He was covered in the skin of chaos, and his body shrunk.
Yuan Yu smiled and nodded, "Reincarnation Grand Divine Power!"
Xue Tu happily patted Crown Prince Mu's shoulder and said, "I told you that Fan Wu Jie could live another life! Even if his past and future are dead … he can be reborn. "
"Now that he is a Chaos Beast, he has finally comprehended the principles of reincarnation contained in the Nine Questions of the Netherworld!" Ajati exclaimed.
"Reincarnation is not a forbidden divine power, and it only involves the laws of reincarnation, but there is still the shadow of the Nine Questions of the Netherworld. If Wu Jie is one step closer to this divine power, he might be able to pry into one of its secrets. I don't know if it's good or bad for him to be involved in the great secret of reincarnation! "Yuan Yu sighed, but there was still a lot of trouble under his butt.
In the end, Fan Wu Jie wasn't as deeply involved in the great secret of reincarnation as the Dao Lord of Corpse Demon.
He didn't have to face a great calamity in the future … but he had to be careful when it came to matters of the netherworld.
Fan Wu Jie had used the cycle of reincarnation to avoid the calamities and destructive forces that came from the past and the future … The mighty beings on the White Jade Platform were not surprised. Commandant Qin and the True God with his amazing eyesight had long seen this. Although Prince Bo Jun was a little surprised, he knew that Fan Wu Jie could no longer fight on!
He was just waiting for Fan Wu Jie to raise his hand and admit defeat …
Zhang Liang couldn't raise his nine-sectioned staff a few times, and missed the opportunity to kill Fan Wu Jie. So, he gave up. He looked at Fan Wu Jie and said in a low voice, "Sir, it looks like this battle is over! In the end, the divine powers of the Dao of Peace are superior. I am ashamed that my cultivation is not good enough, and it is only because of the sect's resources that I am slightly better than you. "
After saying this, whether it was him, Zhang Jiao, or Bo Jun, they all let out a long sigh in their hearts.
Fan Wu Jie lowered his eyes and sighed, "The Dao of Peace is indeed extraordinary … as expected of the future … If I had a choice, I would also like to raise my hand and admit defeat! Unfortunately, whether it is me or you, we have no choice. "
Zhang Liang's expression changed, Prince Bo Jun pressed his hand on the table, and Zhang Jiao snorted.
"Reckless!"
Fan Wu Jie said in a clear voice, "I have a sword, and I invite you to examine it. Under this sword, reckless is called … absolute slaughter! "His voice seemed to have a magical power, carrying with it the absolute determination of the Dao of Sword.
Fan Wu Jie sighed in his heart, "In the end … it is an unfair victory!"
Fan Wu Jie's gaze was focused on the tip of his finger. To everyone else, there was clearly nothing on the tip of his finger, but in the reflection of Fan Wu Jie's eyes, there was a sword that could destroy the sun and the moon, slash apart the universe, unstoppable in the front, unstoppable in the back. It was an extremely sharp and indescribable killing sword.
The white sword light that was reflected from his eyes seemed to contain an immeasurable killing intent, shaking one's Nascent Divinity and piercing through the void. It was dangerous and terrifying, causing everyone around, including the princes, Immortal Lords, Daoist Lords, Golden Immortals, and even the Primordial Immortals, to feel their minds go blank. They actually dared not look Fan Wu Jie in the eyes at this moment.
Zhang Liang was even more overwhelmed by the killing intent, forgetting everything, even his anger at Fan Wu Jie's reckless provocation just now.
It was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured on his head during the hottest days of the year, chilling him to the bone.
"Slaughtering Sword Qi!" None of the almighties present were ignorant or ill-informed.
Old Man Inner Demon was even more horrified. "Who brought out our Yuantu Sword Qi?"
But there were even more people who were trembling. Even those high and mighty figures couldn't help but scream. Some people were so scared that their minds were about to collapse. Zhang Jiao's eyes were wide open, and Crown Prince Bo Jun couldn't help but flip over his table and stand up. Colonel Qin's mouth was agape, and the eyes of that God with superb eyesight even bulged out.
Countless immortals and hundreds of millions of cultivators here were trembling to the bone.
"Four … Four Immortal-Slaying Swords!"
Demon King Jiao seemed to have a space-time disorder. He looked around and confirmed that he was at the so-called Sky Bearing Grand Meeting in a remote village in the Primordial World. He was not in the battlefield of the Primordial World after the Great Magi-Demon War or some Primordial World Calamity. However, why did the Connate numinous treasure and even the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Qi appear?
It had to be said that Shemoli and Ajati's imitation skills were really superb. Other than the people of the Demon Sect, no one else could recognize the essence of the Double Kill Sword of Yuantu and Avici under the Fairy Slaying Sword Qi.
Facing the Fairy Slaying Sword Qi, Zhang Liang desperately used the Nine Degrees of the Great Dao to squeeze the origin of the ghosts and gods, and forcibly raised the Nine Sects Staff for the second time.
But in the face of the Nine Tribulations Staff that was coming at him once again, Fan Wu Jie merely slashed it with a cold and ruthless killing sword intent. Facing the Great Way of the Grand Luo of Grand Luo, that soundless killing sword light with restrained killing intent sealed off all the changes of the Nine Sectioned Staff!
At this moment, Fan Wu Jie suddenly sensed a familiar spiritual light. He could not help but unleash the second sword light according to the mystical principles of the Ruins of Returning, according to the Great Dao of the Ruins of Returning. Unbeknownst to him, the two sword energies had condensed into green lotus flowers. They were fresh and refined, glistening and green, but they were also unusually terrifying.
Fan Wu Jie only saw one Lianhua fall on the Nine Sects Staff, and in an instant, the divine order constructed by the Nine Degrees of the Great Dao was destroyed.
Because all of the ghosts and deities, the yellow-scarved strongmen, the ancestral spirits, and even the projections of the earthly deities were destroyed by a single sword beam. All of them were killed. The deities who had their projections destroyed and were greatly injured, the True Deities who were awe-inspiring and authoritative in the Heaven Court shut their mouths and pretended not to see anything.
That sword light seemed to be the ultimate answer to all the contradictions, causes, problems, and entanglements.
It was the answer to all the principles of the world. What divine power, what order, what Great Dao, what principle, in front of it, there was only one ultimate solution … and that was to kill!
No matter how many spells you have, ten thousand magical powers, I come and go with only one sword, and I will kill everything!
Zhang Liang only saw a sword light coming, and then his vision went black, and he had no more thoughts … Zhang Jiao also watched his brother's head fall to the ground, and the Nine Sects Staff fall into the dust, and the anger in his heart rose to an unimaginable level.
But he stood up and faced that sword light, and his anger was extinguished by the cold killing intent in the blink of an eye.
He could only let out a muffled grunt and sat down again …
Seeing Zhang Jiao get angry and then sit down in the blink of an eye, the others felt like laughing, but facing the incomparably fierce sword light on the white jade platform, overflowing with killing intent, they could not laugh.
On the White Jade Platform, all the powerful practitioners, no matter who they were, sat upright and still obediently. They put away their original postures, and all of them were like obedient children. Only then did the sword will that had locked onto the crowd relax slightly. Then, as Fan Wu Jie put away his Sword Qi, it disappeared. Everyone present felt that the sword will above their heads had disappeared, and they all heaved a sigh of relief.
Half shocked, half glad, they cried out involuntarily, "Why did it have to be like this?"
Fan Wu Jie came to his senses, and looked at the silence on and off the platform. Even though he had accidentally killed Zhang Liang, no one seemed to be holding him accountable. All the great practitioners were like the most obedient dogs, and even Xue Tu, Wu Sheng, and Yuan Yu, who had always been a little arrogant in the past, were as docile as old dogs without temper.
He was a little confused, and his face showed a blank expression.
What just happened?
Did I go to the wrong timeline?
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