Zhou Haosheng's gaze turned solemn. "Time Sword … Time Flowing Sword! You are Shen Lingzi's successor?! "
When the Grand Xuan Dynasty had been founded in the past, its founder, King Xuanwen, possessed peerless martial prowess as he had suppressed the Royal Reed Sea with his might. At the same time, there had been others who had established the Grand Xuan Dynasty together with him.
At that time, King Xuanwen addressed these apprentice-brothers, and Shen Lingzi was one of them.
Afterwards, when the Grand Xuan Dynasty had stabilised its position in the Royal Reed Sea and King Xuanwen had established the kingdom, Shen Lingzi and the others had not remained behind as they had instead vanished without a trace.
This left the later generations with many speculations, such as the possibility of putting away the bow after the birds had been killed, killing the meritorious officials, and so on.
But looking at the situation today, Zhou Haosheng knew that everyone had guessed wrongly.
Shen Lingzi's lineage really did not care about the right to rule over the Royal Reed Sea. That year, when the Grand Xuan Dynasty had been founded, they had already retreated.
Now that the Grand Xuan Dynasty's situation was unstable, they had actually appeared once more to lend a hand.
While this person before him looked young, his seniority and age were probably even higher than that of Zhou Haosheng and King Xuanmu, his cultivation base having already reached the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm, having already stepped onto the Immortal Bridge.
As the other party strode towards the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar, every step he took seemed to be treading on a formless bridge as he went higher and higher.
The so-called 'high' did not refer to arriving above the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar purely in terms of spatial distance. Instead, it was like stepping onto a higher level, overlooking Zhou Haosheng and the others down below.
Zhou Haosheng's expression was solemn as he fused with the power of the grand formation. He was like an abyss of darkness as he withstood the impact of the waterfall-like sword lights.
The darkness that could devour all things was now resisting everything.
The sword light that fell like a waterfall collided with the darkness, but it actually shattered and bounced off, dispersing into nothingness.
It was like real flowing water hitting the black rocks below, splashing water everywhere.
The 'young man' up in the air glanced downwards at the Dim Darkness Sect's main altar before nodding slowly, the vicissitudes in his eyes growing denser as his features seemed to have become younger.
A sword appeared in his hand. It was rusted and decayed, as if it could break by itself at any time.
However, as he swung his sword, the water-like sword light became even more erratic.
In the world that was tainted by the sword light, the flow of time seemed to become fast and slow, forming a kind of distorted power.
Under the attack of the sword light, the solidified darkness was gradually penetrated, like water droplets piercing through a stone.
On Zhou Haosheng's long robe, the densely packed black light incantations had already merged into one, forming a black light screen that was indistinguishable from his own martial path fist intent.
However, Zhou Haosheng's heart was heavy at the moment.
Ordinarily, by relying on the Primordial Chaos Formation, he would still be able to hold his own against this opponent. But now, firstly, he was undergoing the Dim Sun Cold Moon Ritual, and secondly, King Xuanmu was attacking from the side. Zhou Haosheng instantly felt an immense pressure.
The other experts of the Dim Darkness Sect who were still at their main altar had all come to assist in battle. Still, the Grand Xuan Dynasty had as many experts as there were clouds as well.
Zhou Haosheng also discovered that other than that expert of the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm, there were also other peak experts of Shen Lingzi's lineage assisting him.
The Dim Darkness Sect was instantly faced with an extremely terrible situation, the Primordial Darkness Formation seemingly about to be broken through.
A terrifying spear tip emerged from the void. Wherever the tip of the spear touched, the void immediately split open.
The tip of the spear blazed with blazing flames. As the fiery light descended, this corner of the heavens and earth of the Royal Reed Sea of the World beyond Worlds seemed to be incinerated completely, leaving behind a blank space.
King Xuanmu was expressionless as he wielded the spear in his hands with the Five Fire True Art and the Seven Fowl Treasured Spear, killing towards the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect.
"King Xuan Spear!" Seeing that spear, Zhou Haosheng paid even more attention to it than seeing King Xuanmu himself of the late Seeing Divinity stage.
Yet, having already been fully drawn in by the Time Flowing Sword up above, he was currently powerless to resist this terrifying spear.
Within the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect, other experts of the Dim Darkness Sect went up to meet it. Yet, they were powerless against the spear of the King Xuan Spear.
Currently, King Xuanmu who wielded the King Xuan Spear was not any weaker than that martial practitioner who was executing the Time Flowing Sword in the least.
The terrifying spear finally broke through the Primordial Chaos Formation!
It was like dawn had broken after the dark night, light returning to the great earth as blazing flames instantly illuminated the city and half of the cliff.
Zhou Haosheng's face was sunken as water as he slowly brought his palms together before abruptly pulling them apart.
The pitch black sky seemed to be ripped apart as an unprecedentedly powerful light erupted, even obscuring the blazing light of fire and the flowing light of time.
Extreme darkness birthed light. When darkness reached the extreme, incomparably pure, incomparably dazzling radiance was born.
While it was fleeting, it was incomparably dazzling.
The bright radiance transformed into a terrifying sabre-light that hacked towards King Xuanmu.
King Xuanmu retracted the King Xuan Spear in his hand, sweeping it horizontally within the air as he blocked Zhou Haosheng's terrifying Extreme Darkness Splendour Sabre.
As the two collided, the sky lit up completely white, a rain of fire and a rain of light descending together. The great sea down below was riddled with innumerable holes as the seawater was virtually completely evaporated.
However, amidst the dense white light, that Time Flowing Sword that seemed neither hurried nor slow hacked towards Zhou Haosheng once more.
Zhou Haosheng dealt with it calmly, projecting the concept of light and darkness intersecting, brightness and dimness changing. The bright sabre-light turned, instantly transforming into darkness once more as it swept along the sword-light that resembled water.
Yet, amidst the changes in speed of the sword-light, it suddenly evaded Zhou Haosheng's defences, attacking in another direction.
Zhou Haosheng inwardly cried out in alarm as he realised that the other party was trying to create a diversion.
He wanted to change his stance, but King Xuanmu brandished the King Xuan Spear and attacked once more.
Caught in a difficult situation, Zhou Haosheng was hard pressed to balance his attacks as he saw that sword-light that resembled a long river of time cleave down on the dim sun and cold moon above his head!
Swept along by that sword-light, the great jet-black sun and the dim blue full moon both descended from above Zhou Haosheng's head, transforming into streaks of light as they descended into the distance.
Within the unique space formed of the intertwining dim sun and cold moon, the heavens and the earth were overturned at this moment.
Yan Zhaoge stabilised his figure within, not wanting to experience that earlier rollercoaster like feeling once more.
Looking at the dim sun and cold moon that were beginning to rise and fall chaotically before him, feeling the connection between this space and the Primordial Chaos Formation of the outside world being severed, Yan Zhaoge exhaled slowly, his gaze beginning to turn sharp, "While it is different from what I had expected, there is still a way."
At the same time, a vigorous sword-light flew over from the distant horizon, surging with majestic momentum.
King Xuanmu's gaze turned cold slightly, "North Sea Sword Pavilion? They came really quickly. "
The sword-light shocked the heavens, its target being that swordsman who was currently attacking the main altar of the Dim Darkness Sect.
The sword-lights of both sides clashed in mid-air, wild tides surging for ten thousand li as they swept through the surrounding area.
The pressure on Zhou Haosheng lessened as he hurriedly blocked King Xuanmu and the King Xuan Spear.
A few figures shot out from both camps, speedily shooting in the direction of the descending dim sun and cold moon.
Meanwhile, light also lit up in another direction, similarly targeting the dim sun and cold moon.
As the light rose and fell, it resembled the alternation of sun and moon. It was clearly the legacy of the Radiant Light Sect's Sun Moon Interchanging Art.
While he was enveloped by the dim sun and cold moon, as the other party was close, Yan Zhaoge immediately sensed it, "Those of the Radiant Light Sect …"
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