There was no way out, and it was the moment of life and death.
A huge beast palm slammed down from above Yan Li's head, and the whistling sound of the wind sounded like the horn of slaughter. At the same time, countless beast palms blocked Yan Li's escape route, and no matter where he dodged, he would be fatally wounded. He had nowhere to retreat, and under the pressure of Long Xin's sword momentum, he decisively charged towards the sky. Li Ge shattered the beast palm like a hot knife through butter, and even its body was destroyed. Amidst the howling sound, the beast in the cloud turned into minced meat and fell down. Yan Li, who was bathed in beast blood, seemed to have turned into a killing god. He charged into the army of beast in the cloud, and with every flash of his sword, there would be a beast in the cloud turned into minced meat and fell down, only to be burned into ashes by the Golden Crow True Flame.
When the cloud beasts were alone, they could hide in the void, but when there were too many of them, the void would not be able to contain them, and they could only appear in the real world. Li Ge and the Taibai Sword Qi could kill them effortlessly. However, there were also advantages to having a large number of them. During this process, Yan Li was forced into a dead end several times, and the most dangerous time was when he had to use the Null World. The distorted space was quickly found by the cloud beasts, and he suffered a heavy blow. It was only because the power of the distorted space was weakened that he did not die on the spot.
How could the dragon let Yan Li do whatever he wanted? He followed closely behind Yan Li and rushed into the crowd of beasts. He did not care that the beasts in the clouds would be destroyed by the aftermath of his sword aura. He forced Yan Li into the lava lake. As long as he forced Yan Li into the molten fire lake, even if he did not use any magic, the Golden Crow True Flame would kill him for him. Since it was a life and death battle, he must use any means necessary. This was his belief.
Yan Li was unable to continue his wanton slaughter under the pressure of the many beasts in the cloud and the dragons. He had exhausted all of his strength to evade the dragons. As a result, he suffered another heavy blow on his chest. He fainted and fell straight down, crashing onto the thousand-year-old dark ice of the molten lake.
The Golden Crow True Flame showed its power to the real world, and when a body fell down, of course it would not be polite. With their terrifying temperature, it would only take half a breath to roast this body, and another half a breath to burn it to ashes. All in all, it would only take one breath. In this one breath's time, Yan Li forcefully bit his tongue and forced himself to be clear-headed. Then, he quickly stabbed the Leaving Cliff Sword into the ice, and an invisible wave of air pushed the Golden Crow True Flame away.
"You are invincible, I only need to suppress you with a single thought!" At this moment, behind the dragon, the black and grey formation had overlapped to a considerable height. The spectators of Xiuta City didn't need to look through the giant screen to see it, but they couldn't see the end of the formation no matter how hard they tried.
"Come and give it a try!" The fighting spirit engraved in Yan Li's bones gushed out of his eyes like a burning flame. Farewell Song quietly unsheathed his sword.
"One Thought to Connect the Heavens, Cross Calamity and Demonic Darkness!"
The people in front of the giant screen all forgot to breathe. Separated by more than ten li, they could feel the terror of the sky collapsing from the giant screen. What kind of pressure did Yan Li, facing this natural disaster, bear?
In Yan Li's perception, the sky had already disappeared, and what replaced it was the sword energy extended by the black and grey formation. Whether it was the naked eye or the spiritual sense, all they could feel was that the ceiling of the sky was collapsing. The army of beasts in the clouds followed the will of the dragon and blocked all the paths. The Golden Crow True Flame that had been provoked also gathered on a large scale, baring its sharp fangs at Yan Li.
"Invincible in Ten Directions!"
The position of the molten fire lake just happened to be a base, an axis from which the strongest form could be used, and it could radiate out in all directions.
Clang!
Formless passed through Zhi Ge, Farewell Song brazenly unsheathed. The world suddenly lost its color, and everything was enveloped in a white light. The Shadow-Retaining Orbs around the molten fire lake instantly evaporated under the boundless energy, and the giant screen of Xiuda City completely darkened. The entire city was in an uproar. This time, they had no time to throw things at the city guards, and instead all rushed towards the city gates. When the crowd climbed up the nearest mountain, they only saw an empty scene. The sky was a deep blue, and the noise over the molten fire lake that had lasted for thousands of years had disappeared. The Golden Crow True Flame was nowhere to be seen, and only Yan Li was left standing in the center of the molten fire lake, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. His upright figure was like the only white pine covered in snow in a world of ice and snow.
"Yan Shifang won!"
"It's a miracle!"
"I bet on him. I'm rich this time!"
"Where's the dragon?"
There was a question mixed in the cheers. The crowd could not help but use their eyes to search, but the area around the molten fire lake was empty, and they did not see that black robe, so they all relaxed.
Yan Li silently absorbed zhenqi from the Dragon God Ring. Farewell Song split up, and with him as the axis, it spread out in all directions, searching inch by inch. The sense of urgency he felt from the blade hanging on his neck was not wrong. A black dot suddenly appeared in the air, and it rapidly expanded, taking the shape of a dragon.
Under the effect of "Invincible in Ten Directions", the dragon experienced complete destruction, but "Invincible in Ten Directions" was still unable to destroy his core, so he did not truly die. For the members of the Worship Heaven Sect, as long as the core was still there, they were not truly dead. The dragon seemed to have understood something. The greatest respect he had for the opponent in front of him was to use his full strength. He did not say this out loud, and instead directly put it into action.
"If he uses" Human Realm Dao ", you should run, the further the better."
Xue Tianya's last words echoed in Yan Li's ears. He saw the pure black light flashing in the dragon's eyes, and an indescribable fear filled his heart.
Run?
Not run!
From the moment the black light was emitted to the moment it spread out on a large scale, turning day into night, this process only took two breaths. The spectators at the Molten Fire Lake were so frightened that they hurriedly ran back to the city to take refuge.
The Molten Fire Lake was suddenly plunged into complete darkness, and Yan Li felt a kind of binding force surging over him like a tidal wave. He suddenly lost his footing, and with a splash, he fell into the sea. This was not an illusion, but it was also not real. Yan Li did not sense the presence of water, so he swam in the sea. But after swimming for a long time, he still could not find a place to go ashore. He floated to the surface, but he could not see the end of the sea. This sea was endless. His cultivation was like a decoration here, and he could not even sense Farewell Song's location. He felt that a long time had passed, and the human realm should have changed a long time ago. But this sea was still the same sea. There was no storm, no rain, not even a sound.
Yan Li began to feel a sense of suffocation. This endless sea seemed to be a reflection of the endless loneliness in his heart.
"In this world, all living beings are sinful …" The dragon's voice suddenly sounded, "Living itself is a sin! But ordinary living beings are just puddles, and this sea you see is the manifestation of your sin. You are unforgivable, but don't worry, my Dao can save you.
Abandon your sin, I will bear it for you! "
When Yan Li heard the human's voice, he actually felt a little touched, thinking that his suffering was finally over. Hearing that the dragon was going to bear his sin, he, who had his guard down, happily chose to accept it. The sea quickly retreated, and he found that there were jagged rocks at the bottom of the sea. His body suddenly could not move, and he saw the dragon descend from the sky. The dragon's mask had already peeled off, revealing his true appearance. His expression was full of holiness and solemnity, and he uttered the word "judgment" in a solemn tone.
Yan Li suddenly heard the strange sound that had been going on since the beginning. It was the sorrowful cries, screams, and wails of the dead. Miserable faces floated in front of his eyes, and without exception, they all stared at him viciously. He knew a small portion of them. They all had one thing in common: they all died in his hands.
Something was pulled out from his body, and Yan Li felt very comfortable, but also very strange. He could not describe what was wrong with this strange feeling, but he instinctively felt that it was not good.
"Hehehe … I have slept in the darkness for thousands of years … Now, who will come to crown me?"
When a blurry black shadow was stripped away, Yan Li's ignorant heart suddenly quivered. He suddenly understood that these things that were taken away were all marks that could prove his existence. If all living beings were sinful, then "sinful" was the mark of living in this world. When the sin was taken away, did it not mean that the possibility of living was taken away? Was this still a magical power? It had completely exceeded the scope of a battle of magic.
"Get back here!"
Yan Li was never one to sit and wait for death. He frantically issued orders in his mind, and from the corner of his eye, he saw the dragon, or rather, the Emperor of Han's expression of pity. He felt that something was wrong, but he could not accept that his mark of life had been taken away, and so he chose to ignore it.
Huge amounts of darkness aura rushed into his body, battering wildly against the Source Sea. It was like the roar of death. The storm quickly broke through the barrier, barging into the Source Sea, and stirring it up.
Yan Li could not interfere with all of this. Soon, the Source Sea was in a mess, and most of it was occupied by darkness. The curses of the dead kept echoing in his mind. He felt dizzy, and his consciousness was about to be extinguished several times. He bit down hard on his tongue to maintain a bit of clarity, because he knew that if he fainted here, he would definitely die.
As the Source Sea fell, the depths of his soul were also offended. He could not resist the darkness aura, because these were all sins that he had once committed. If he did wrong, he would be punished. This was the rule of the Jambu Realm.
Ding dong!
Like a drop of liquid in a lake, there was a faint sound. Yan Li realized that it was blood, his own blood. It dripped down bit by bit. In mid-air, his abdomen had been pierced by a sharp weapon. Time seemed to stop, and he did not fall. Suddenly, he felt something, and when he turned back, he saw Ji Zhiyuan standing behind him, looking at him quietly.
"Paper Kite!" This was the mark that he had preserved the most carefully.
Ji Zhiyuan smiled slowly, and her soft voice seemed to fall from the nine heavens. "I dreamed that you wanted to kill me." And then her smile became very, very cold, and like ice sand, it slowly seeped into Yan Li's heart.
This was the straw that broke the camel's back.
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