The three Near Dao cultivators stood proudly in mid-air. They were as majestic as a hundred thousand mountains, and their auras were as peerless celestial swords.
The three of them were filled with murderous intent that could devour the galaxy.
Just like Ling Xian had said, either he stops or he turns into dust.
His potential was too terrifying. As long as he didn't die, becoming a Near-Dao Adept was a sure thing. He might even become an era-suppressor!
When that happens, even if the three leaders use their full strength, they will not be Ling Xian's opponent.
"You underestimate me." Ling Xian's expression was frigid. To destroy the Mo Clan, was it necessary to become a follower?
As long as he had the nine Extreme Realms and became a Supremacy, suppressing the black-robed old man would be as easy as flipping his hand!
"Shameless boasting."
The elder in black looked down at Ling Xian condescendingly and said, "The you right now is merely half a step away from becoming a Supreme. You don't even have the right to fight me."
"Brother Mo, stop talking nonsense with him."
An old man in white spoke, "Young man, don't blame me on the road to hell. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being blind and offending the Bai Clan."
As the sound of his voice faded, he pointed out with his finger. It was as if the heavens were enraged and wanted to destroy the world.
"If you want to kill him, have you asked for my permission?" The Dao God Tree's eyes shone with a cold light. A golden branch pierced through the air and blocked the white-robed old man's heaven-shaking finger.
"If I want to kill someone, you won't be able to stop me."
The white-clothed elder's expression was indifferent. His finger transformed into heaven and earth, covering the Nine Heavens and Six Realms, shattering mountains and rivers for thousands of li.
At the same time, the cultivators of the Seven Saint Pavilions made their moves. Their horsetail whisks were 30,000 feet long and could destroy the Nine Heavens.
The Tree Spirit was moved. Whether it was the Bai family or the Seven Saint Pavilions, they all had deep foundations and could dominate their peers.
Even if he had the Spiritual Root of Heaven and Earth, he would not be a match for it.
Immediately, the Tree Spirit transformed into its original form. Countless branches danced wildly, clashing with the Divine Finger and the Horsetail Whisk.
Boom!
The universe cracked and everything around him crumbled. Terrifying shockwaves shook the earth. Even someone as strong as Ling Xian was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
He knew that he couldn't escape. The only way was to refine the power of the Dao fruit before the tree spirit died.
"I can only go all out."
Ling Xian mumbled to himself. His hands moved in the air and 108 arrays appeared. They grew and multiplied, protecting his body.
Then, he calmed himself down and began to refine the Fruit of the Way's energy.
"Hmm?" The black-robed old man frowned slightly. A vertical eye appeared between his brows, and divine light illuminated the world.
The elder in white and the cultivators from the Seven Holy Pavilions also used their techniques to investigate Ling Xian's body.
After three breaths of time, the three of them were visibly moved. Some were shocked, and some were flustered.
Because they could all see that it was the power of reaching the ninth level, the power of becoming a supreme being!
Once he completely absorbs it, Ling Xian's battling abilities will reach a shocking level. He will be able to defeat those who are close to the Dao!
"Stop him!"
The black-clothed old man's eyes flashed with cold lightning. It was like the legendary first heavenly tribulation, capable of destroying heaven and earth and slaughtering all living beings.
Boom!
The divine array shattered and Ling Xian coughed up blood. If the Dao God Tree hadn't acted in time, he would've been dead.
A Near-Dao Adept was too frightening. With his current strength, he would not even be able to fight back.
"I'll hold them off, you leave quickly!"
The Dao God Tree fiercely gritted its teeth. Countless branches turned into sword beams that covered the sky and pierced through the universe.
However, it was not enough to shake the three Near-Dao Adepts.
They were far too powerful. When they work together, other than God, nobody in the universe can stop them!
"We can't leave. Other than absorbing the power of the fruit, we have no other choice." Ling Xian softly sighed. He crazily manipulated the Chaos and Fortune technique to absorb the mysterious power.
"You are right. I really did underestimate you."
"If we let you absorb the power in your body, we wouldn't be your opponent even if we fight with our lives on the line."
The elder in black stared at Ling Xian, "Sadly, you won't have the chance to absorb it."
"I am glad that I asked Brother Mo to help me. I am also glad that I found you before you absorbed the power in your body."
The white-robed elder smiled, "An Era Suppressor died in my hands. I'm sure your name will go down in history."
"Stop wasting time. Hurry up and kill him." The Near-Dao Adept from the Seven Saints Pavilion spoke softly. His whisk opened the sky and shocked thousands of worlds.
Booom!
Heavenly energy filled the nine heavens and blood dyed the sky red. The Dao God Tree was infuriated. Even though it was heavily injured, it did not retreat half a step.
The only way to stop the three Near-Dao Adepts was for Ling Xian to absorb the power of the fruit.
If he retreated, Ling Xian would die, and he would die.
Therefore, the Dao God Tree fought with its life on the line.
"Give up resisting. You are no opponent of ours." The elder in black attacked aggressively. The moment he raised his hand, the sky cracked open, the earth cracked, and the galaxy shook.
The elder in white and the Near-Dao Adept from the Seven Saints Pavilion were also insanely strong. They fought until the Dao God Tree lost its light and had no way to fight back.
At this, Ling Xian sighed, knowing that he and the Tree Spirit had no way out.
Once the Dao God Tree falls, what awaits him is death and his soul dispersing.
However, Ling Xian did not give up.
He burned his ancient majestic blood and used every second he had to absorb the power of the fruit.
"Ling Xian, don't waste your energy. This is a death trap. You cannot break it." The Bai Clan's leader teased. He was in no rush to kill Ling Xian.
The Dao God Tree was merely hanging on by a thread. Before long, it will be killed by the three Near-Dao Adepts.
This meant the result was set. Ling Xian cannot escape even if he grows wings.
"Not necessarily."
Ling Xian's eyes were cold. He had absorbed more than half of the two types of power from the fruit. If he had a little more time, if he reaches the ninth undefeatable realm, he would be able to break this trap.
"Not necessarily?"
"I admit that if you absorb the power inside you, you can turn the situation around. But there is no way you can do that."
The Bai Clan's leader mocked, "I have a technique that can destroy unrefined powers. Do you want to try it?"
Hearing this, Ling Xian's expression changed and his heart dropped to the bottom of an abyss.
The power of the fruit was his only hope. If it disappears, then he and the Tree Spirit will die for sure.
"How dare you!"
The Dao God Tree shouted angrily. The golden branches burned and wrapped around the three Near-Dao Adepts.
"Child's play!" The elder in white snickered. He pointed at the Sword of Heaven and cut down the burning golden branches.
However, he could not extinguish the golden flames.
The elder in black and the Near-Dao Adepts of the Seven Saints Pavilion could not either.
This fire was not to be underestimated. It was the Dao God Tree's strongest technique. It has the ability to seal and imprison. Even those near the Dao Adepts can be trapped for hundreds of seconds.
However, the price is high.
Once used, 5,000 years of lifespan will be lost. His foundation will also be damaged and it will be hard to recover.
"Ling Xian, I can only buy you hundreds of seconds. Whether or not you can break out of this trap is up to you." The Dao God Tree chuckled and trapped the four of them with the golden flames.
"Hundreds of seconds …" Ling Xian's heart dropped. He burned his majestic ancient blood and tried his best to absorb the power.
10 breaths, 30 breaths, 50 breaths, 80 breaths later, he had digested 99 percent of the fruit's power. Another three breaths and he will be able to completely absorb it.
Just then, the golden flames dissipated.
The three near the Dao Adepts attacked with all their might. The Dao God Tree's human body was riddled with holes and fell down powerlessly.
At the same time, the Bai Clan's leader regained his freedom. He formed a hand seal and a mysterious power surrounded Ling Xian.
"Dammit!"
Ling Xian's expression changed as he tried his best to defend against the mysterious power. Sadly, he could only block most of it.
The remaining power poured into his body. In an instant, a small portion of the fruit's power disappeared.
It was the power of the ninth undefeatable realm.
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