"Am I finally going to die for once?"
Chung Shen-soo heaved a sigh and was about to use the Nine Deaths Resurrection Technique.
However, he didn't plan to escape. He wanted to revive on the spot.
After all, the Spiritual Treasures were still there. If someone picked them up, he would suffer a great loss.
Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was careless and didn't expect to be revived, he could escape with all the Spiritual Treasures.
As for whether he could succeed or not?
If he failed, he could just die again and choose another place to revive and escape completely!
"Maybe … this is the fate of my real body that I've foreseen!"
Chung Shen-soo was expressionless. He was ready to take the next attack from the Ruler.
At this moment, he suddenly sensed that the Ruler's control over this space had decreased a lot. Even the suppression on him was declining rapidly!
The sky had been filled with yellow light at some point in time.
It was like the afterglow of the setting sun, with an aura of ruin and decay.
The light of dusk fell and turned into a Dharmakaya cultivator wearing a yellow crown and a yellow Taoist robe with strange facial features.
The Sect Master of the Taiping Clan — Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao!
The battlefield was indeed not a place for a fair fight.
This Ruler was hunting for Chung Shen-soo, but he didn't know that he was also the prey!
A person who was about to be promoted to the seventh rank of the Ancient Ones was worthy of a Sect Master like Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao!
"My fellow cultivator Shen-soo, I didn't expect you to join in the fun …"
The strange-looking Supreme Taiping Guang Miao nodded and smiled at Zhong Shenxiu as a form of greeting. Then, with a wave of his hand, five mysterious beams of divine light fell down. The endless yellow sky divine light was as sharp as a sword, piercing into the body of the [Ruler].
This Perfected Lord didn't use his Dharmakaya. After all, he had been injured in the previous battle.
Even so, it wasn't a problem for him to use the power of the Yellow Sky to suppress the Ruler's control over the surrounding area.
Poof!
A beam of Yellow Sky Divine Light descended, and Prince Emer's carriage was reduced to ashes.
Some of them were jewelry boxes, some were broken swords, and some did not have a fixed shape … They were scattered all over the battlefield, forming a terrifying vortex that caused heavy casualties to the people around.
It was obvious that they were all cursed items.
"Fellow Daoist Shen-soo, when I stall the Ruler, you take the opportunity to slash him again. How about we split the spoils of war?"
A voice transmission fell directly into Chung Shen-soo's ears.
"Since Sect Leader has spoken, I will naturally agree!"
Zhong Shenxiu immediately replied with a sound transmission, "It's just that I heard that Sect Master has displayed great divine might before and has destroyed a [Ruler] on the battlefield. This person is nothing more than a clown. Sect Master should be able to deal with him alone, right?"
"Sigh … It's all because my body isn't feeling well, and this guy is about to make a breakthrough. It's not easy to kill him … Damn it, if the two of us work together, we can immediately kill him …"
Sect Master Taiping suddenly cursed. He didn't have the demeanor of a Daoist master at all. Instead, he was filled with 'humanity'.
This was completely different from Perfected Lord Zhang of the Dragon Tiger Sect who didn't show his emotions on his face.
"It's a deal!"
Chung Shen-soo laughed. Although he had lost his Second Primordial Spirit, he was not afraid of this kind of battle.
"Haha, Western birdman, come and see the power of your grandpa's Yellow Sky Mystic Technique!"
Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao raised his hands, and his expression turned solemn as if he was in charge of heaven and earth's punishment.
Rumble!
In the yellow sky, dark clouds rolled, and bolts of incomparably terrifying lightning struck down.
Five Elements Divine Lightning, Wonderful Sound Divine Lightning, Great Hole Divine Lightning, Clear Jade Divine Lightning, Soundless Divine Lightning, Yin Demon Heart Lightning …
All kinds of Heavenly Punishments descended one after another, and it was extremely terrifying.
If a cultivator went through so many Heavenly Tribulations in a row in the Immortal Cultivation World, he would definitely be regarded as an eternal villain and be despised by the Heavenly Dao!
But now, under this sky, Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao was the 'Heavens', and he could distort rewards and punishments at will!
The Yellow Sky Mystic Technique is indeed very powerful.
As Zhong Shenxiu saw this, he couldn't help but nod inwardly. 'Using one's will to replace the will of the heavens and completely control a part of the heavens … the dominating power of a ruler is far inferior to this …'
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the tragic Clement from before. Clement's ability to interfere with history was also played by the Undead Immortal of the Dragon Tiger Sect with the twelve Primordial Divine Lights of Eternity.
The suppression of cultivation techniques isn't the scariest thing. The scariest thing is to encounter someone with a similar cultivation technique, but at a higher realm. That's the real deal …
The Dharma body of the Taiping Sect has the highest aspiration. Unfortunately, even if I cultivate to the Undead Immortal level, I'm still a long way from truly replacing the Heavenly Will of this world …
As these thoughts flashed through Chung Shen-soo's mind, he let out a clear whistle and struck with his sword!
He controlled the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword and became one with the sword. The Nine Primordial Divine Light protected his body, and the Primordial Seven-Flame Flag and Heavenly Demon Banner continuously activated his power, causing his sword light to converge into a single line. Although its power wasn't obvious, it was a sword technique that even the mighty Dharma bodies had to avoid.
At this point, he no longer hid the fact that he knew the cultivation technique of the Supreme Dragon Tiger Sect.
He had openly robbed the sect, so why should he be afraid of this?
The ruler was no longer able to control the surrounding space, and could only use extraordinary power to withstand the thunder from the sky.
If it was an ordinary cultivator, they would have passed the thunder tribulation.
But he was different. As long as Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao still had magic power and could maintain the 'Yellow Sky', the Heavenly Tribulation would never stop!
Rumble!
Rumble!
Amidst the endless thunder light, a thin line that surpassed the speed of lightning struck the vital part of the ruler.
Poof!
An extremely gorgeous sword light burst out.
Thousands of thunder tribulation could not compare to the magnificence of this sword!
Blood light emerged, and the body of the ruler was suddenly torn into pieces, about to be turned into ashes in the endless sword Qi.
But each of the ashes was under the control of the ruler, and they were trying to forcefully fuse back into the original body.
Legend had it that the Immortal Body of the Eastern Demonic Sect could be reborn from a single drop of blood!
And the survival ability of the ruler was even better than the Reborn from a single drop of blood. As long as there was one dust left, the ruler could be reborn from a single drop of blood!
"Haha, my fellow cultivator, that was a beautiful sword move!"
But Chung Shen-soo still had allies, and Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao had already made his move.
The endless divine light of the yellow sky fell, causing the tiny particles of dust to slowly stop moving like insects frozen in amber. They even slowly melted.
After a while, there was no trace of the ruler under the yellow sky.
"Time to go … We've gained a lot today, and Clement is probably going to go crazy!"
Perfected Lord Taiping Guangmiao reached out and grabbed several cursed items. He smiled at Chung Shen-soo, and his figure disappeared with the wind like a cloud.
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