At the end of the day, supreme experts were just living beings that had transcended the Dao. All living beings, even if their true spirits were projected into a tangible world, would not be able to break away from their roots …
Souls.
In the Primordial World, some evil cultivators would absorb the souls of others to increase their cultivation. Actually, that was an extremely difficult but powerful Dao. It was just that normal cultivators could not take it.
The evil technique that Xuan Du taught Yang Jian to control the souls of others was actually a rather heaven-defying existence in the Dao of Souls.
However, compared to 'Big Sister' who toyed with the lives of eight supreme experts in a Soul Pearl, the evil technique that Xuan Du taught him paled in comparison.
Yang Jian pounced over. Xian Kong was also making his final struggle. However, he moved too late and did not have a chance.
The black-robed youth only laughed softly and crushed the gray pearl without hesitation. Xian Kong, who was only temporarily suppressing his injuries, widened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Jian had already pounced in front of the black-robed youth!
He did not care much about Xian Kong's life or death. Xian Kong was a scoundrel whose hands were stained with the blood of living beings. Even if he could survive after the battle, Yang Jian would still kill him.
However, Xian Kong was currently being used by him. If he could help from the side, his chances of winning would increase by a few percent.
Since it was too late …
He would just take the opportunity to attack.
The three-pointed, double-edged spear produced many spear shadows. Yang Jian did not dare to directly use the Triple Stacking Force, which was too strong. He did not want to injure the enemy and himself.
With his current strength of seven supreme experts, using the Double Stacking Force would have a chance to kill the other party.
However, the black-robed youth had a smile in his eyes. He opened his fingers, and Yang Jian, the surrounding Heaven and Earth, the Dao Laws, and all tangible things stopped.
The black-robed youth casually shook his hand, and the Heaven and Earth shattered inch by inch. Yang Jian's body was directly sent flying through the air.
This seemingly simple exchange caused Yang Jian's heart to be somewhat shocked.
This person's strength was really rare.
It was even to the extent that he already had a trace of the feeling Du Bi's incomplete soul gave him all those years ago. It was like he could lift something heavy as if it was light, and he could easily destroy the Grand Dao.
The black-robed young man walked slowly. With every step he took, his body rose a little bit. He walked into the air step by step, not even looking at Yang Jian.
"A borrowed Great Dao is just a borrowed Great Dao in the end. Do you really think you have that kind of strength? Meng Luo's scheme was merely to vent the personal rage in his heart, yet you've become his chess piece. It's truly quite pitiful. "
Yang Jian stood up once more. His opponent was just standing there quietly, probably because he felt it was beneath him to take the initiative to attack him.
"Who are you?"
"I'm just a lonely soul that shouldn't exist in this world." The man chuckled, his eyes filled with disappointment.
The black-robed man gently raised his right hand and pointed to his side. Nine black-gray beams of light appeared behind him.
This beam of light made him pale from head to toe.
Such a strong pressure …
Yang Jian subconsciously tightened his grip on the snow-white divine spear and sensed the nine Great Daos that were directly pressing against his divine soul.
They were sharp, thick, and extremely solid. There were almost no flaws.
Every Great Dao had been tempered thousands of times and had reached their respective extremes. Then, they gradually returned to the black-robed man and had the same rhythm.
The light gradually dissipated, and the nine Divine Weapons floated behind the black-robed man.
The longsword that was dripping with blood, the huge blade that was filled with cracks but was extremely heavy.
The pitch-black spear that emitted a domineering and undying Dao. The pair of gloves that looked simple but actually contained endless mysterious Dao runes.
There was also the Treacherous Dagger, the Heaven-Shaking Hammer, the Earth-Splitting Axe, the Void Piercing Bow, and …
The bronze mirror that was slightly damaged, but its pressure was vaguely higher than the other eight Great Daos.
The bronze mirror seemed to have been broken before, but it had been glued back together. However, there were fine cracks that looked like spider webs.
"Since you used a spear, I'll use a spear against you."
The black-robed man raised his hand slightly, and the pitch-black spear landed in his hand. The other eight Great Daos stood there steadily. Although they did not move, they pushed the black-robed man's aura to an even more terrifying level.
Yang Jian closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"My Uncle-Master died in your hands?"
"Uncle-Master?" The black-robed man chuckled and pointed the pitch-black spear downward. He said calmly, "That's Meng Luo? When did he die? I don't dare to kill him. Otherwise, Your Highness will fight me to the death. "
Yang Jian immediately frowned. This matter was a little strange.
However, the current situation did not allow him to think too much about this. The black-robed man's aura had already reached its peak. At this moment, he was like a duckweed facing the sky-covering waves.
The difference in strength really made one feel helpless.
Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief, and the seven Great Daos slowly appeared behind him.
The Overturn Oceans Formation, the Universe in the Body, the Zhou Tian Star Battle Formation …
Although the effect was already very small, Yang Jian could only use some of the abilities that he could use to strengthen himself.
Then, his expression was solemn, and his eyes were fearless as he looked at the strongest enemy of his life.
"How long has it been since I saw this kind of gaze?"
The black-robed man murmured softly. Then, he raised his left hand high, and his entire body was filled with a murderous aura. It was as if the surroundings were surrounded by the cries of countless living beings.
"Just for this gaze of yours, I will use 100% of my strength. Consider it a little respect for the living beings of the future."
With that, he raised his left hand high up and clenched it into a fist. The bronze mirror behind him shone brightly, and then, six huge bronze mirrors appeared in the surrounding three kilometers, enveloping the two of them.
The nine weapons shone at the same time. From the longsword to the bronze mirror, they turned into eight rays of dark light and entered the pitch-black spear!
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sense of familiarity surfaced in his heart.
Omnidirectional Seal!
Nine Soldiers Return to Origin!
"Zi Tan Lengmo?"
"Oh? You actually know such an ancient name of mine. "The black-robed man frowned slightly." Are you an old friend? "
"Ah, I can be considered an old friend of yours. It's a pity … Forget it, let's fight!"
Yang Jian took a slow breath, and his aura continued to climb. The mark on the hilt in his palm shone softly and was injected into the spear.
Finally, he was like a reef amidst the torrential storm, and he had the strength to fight back a little.
The black-robed man was the former second general of Eternal Divine Nation, and also the most trusted general of the Eternal Divine King. He was once as famous as the founding general, Du Bi.
Deep helplessness arose in Yang Jian's heart. This wasn't his own emotion, but the mark in his hand.
"Spear …"
Zi Tan Lengmo's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. A few names surfaced in his heart, but he couldn't identify whose reincarnation Yang Jian was.
An old friend who liked to use the spear?
However, he heard Yang Jian shout softly. His figure shot into the sky, and his entire body was wrapped in golden light as he withstood the crazy pressure of the seal around him.
Sword Shield Pagoda, Dominating Myriad!
Sky Splitter!
The power of two overlapped!
Yang Jian's figure was like a raging dragon. Layers of demonic flames rolled up around Zi Tan Lengmo's body, and he collided head-on with Yang Jian with the roar of an indescribable beast!
The three pointed, double-edged spear slashed down vertically, but it turned into thousands of afterimages!
The pitch-black spear swept up endless black flames and engulfed all the afterimages!
Clang!
The collision of great strength and great momentum caused the sound of weapons clashing to be very crisp. However, the explosive force behind it caused the six copper mirrors to tremble uncontrollably.
The two peerless auras began to collide and entangle, shaking the entire Eternal Divine Nation.
Demonic flames burned high up in the sky, and buildings in the ancient city on both sides of the rift collapsed continuously.
The cultivators of the Wilderness and the army of Eternal Divine Nation who were fighting at the entrance of the divine palace were all stunned by the two auras.
The saint's Great Dao trembled, and his perfected dao heart was like a baby's, filled with helplessness and hesitation.
"Is, is this the Eternal Divine King?"
Nezha murmured, almost biting his tongue.
"Husband …" Ao Xinke stood in front of the screen of light left by Xian Kong and looked helplessly at the door. Feng Wu quietly put his arm around her shoulder and said nothing.
The Wilderness had the upper hand in the battle around them. The two injured cultivators were losing ground, so it was fine even if they didn't participate in the battle.
The collision of the two auras grew more and more intense. Underneath the auras was a head-on clash of dozens of Great Dao.
Compared to the battle that was erupting inside, their cultivation levels were too low to tell which side had the upper hand. However, Yuding Zhenren and Cloudsky both looked a little worried.
Obviously, they had sensed that Yang Jian was weaker than his opponent. In fact, he was barely able to put up a fight.
Behind the stone door, no one could see the purple-haired, purple-robed Xuandu's dream body, Meng Luo, who was supposed to be dead.
He was leaning against the gap between the two stone doors that had been sealed for thousands of years. His eyes were thoughtful, and he raised his hand a few times …
What the hell? I've planned this all along. I came here to open the door and let Yuding and Cloudsky through so that their deaths would make Yang Jian lose his mind. I'll also temporarily make him the strongest of the Nine Daos …
But now, I'm actually hesitating.
Why am I hesitating?
Haven't I been waiting for this moment? For countless years, in countless dreams …
The purple-haired man frowned slightly and turned to look at the gap between the stone doors.
He saw a few figures standing proudly in the sky. He saw Zixia, Yuding, Nezha, and …
Cloudsky.
The purple-haired man shook his head slightly and smiled self-deprecatingly. Then, he disappeared.
Whatever. Even if the effect would be greatly reduced, the scene he wanted to see the most would happen no matter what.
"Hahaha … Eternal Divine Nation … Wasteland!"
The sound of laughter came from somewhere in the wind, but the sound waves were blocked by the two incomparably thick stone doors, not even a little bit of it could be heard.
The raging wind in this magnificent world became more and more noisy.
… …
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