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Chapter 2428

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(Third Update)

Shock!

Everyone's eyes widened in shock as they stared at Moluo Gu.

He had retreated!

Moluo Gu had actually retreated into the campsite. Everyone could see the difference between this and the last time.

In the last battle, they had been evenly matched. No one had been able to defeat the other. However, this time, Moluo Gu had been continuously pushed back by Chen Zong's sword. He was clearly at a disadvantage. Now that he had retreated into the campsite, it was as if he was avoiding the battle.

Was he going to admit defeat?

Some people were even secretly disdainful. A so-called First-Rank Void higher life form was nothing more than this. He had actually been forced to retreat by a Third-Rank Void lower life form. He had no choice but to retreat into the campsite to avoid the battle. It was truly embarrassing.

However, Moluo Gu ignored everyone's gazes. His eyes were fixed on Chen Zong. His gaze was solemn. Immediately, he took out two pills and swallowed them. One was the Great Returning Pill, and the other was the Great Gold Recovery Pill.

His strength recovered rapidly, and so did his injuries. Before long, Moluo Gu had recovered to his peak state.

"Human, you've surprised me," Moluo Gu said. His voice was low and somewhat hoarse. His gaze became obscure and gloomy. "Next, I'll use all my strength. If you can't stop me, you'll die."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark aura rapidly spread out from Moluo Gu's body. It covered the surroundings and swallowed his entire being. Immediately after, a destructive force erupted. It circled the surroundings like a demonic dragon, swallowing the dark aura.

A sudden change occurred!

After the destructive demonic dragon swallowed all the dark aura, it exploded as if it could not withstand it. However, it did not explode. Instead, it turned into wisps of dark aura. The aura was even darker than the darkness from before. It permeated Moluo Gu's body like silk and fog.

There was not much of this aura, and it looked very faint. However, there was an indescribable depth to it. The aura that permeated the air was extremely terrifying. It was as if it could annihilate and destroy everything.

Wu Ji's pupils shrank to the size of needles. He was horrified.

Chen Zong's pupils shrank as well. His sharp senses told him that the black fog around Moluo Gu was a great threat.

"Dark Extermination!" Mo Luogu's voice was incredibly low. It was as if it was filled with an oppressive pressure that caused one's heart to palpitate. It was like a low roar that came from a dark abyss. The moment his voice rang out, Mo Luogu had already turned into a black shadow. He silently swept across the sky, crossed the ancient bridge, and charged into the Vicious Demon Wasteland. He closed in on Chen Zong.

Too fast!

Extremely fast!

It was unbelievably fast, at least twice as fast as before.

Without hesitation, Chen Zong took the Grand Returning True Elixir and directly attacked with his sword. The extreme sharpness tore the void apart as easily as cutting a piece of paper. Nothing in the world could withstand the sharpness of the sword.

The eleventh sword of Ninefold True Sword!

This was also the most powerful sword strike Chen Zong could unleash. It was also this sword strike that had pushed Mo Luogu back and put him at a disadvantage. That was why Chen Zong had chased him relentlessly and injured him in the end. He had no choice but to flee into the camp to avoid the battle.

However, when the eleventh sword arrived, Mo Luogu did not dodge at all. The dark and depraved fog quickly spread over the war saber. He slashed out with the saber as fast and fierce as lightning.

Slash!

The terrifying and direct power of destruction erupted in an instant. It mixed with the domineering saber light as it arrived. At the moment of contact, the sword light paused, and so did the saber light. However, in less than a breath's time, the sword light shattered. The astonishing sharpness also seemed to be rapidly eroded. It was as if the sword had been eroded by the passage of time. It had lost its sharpness and become rusty.

The saber light continued to attack.

Chen Zong was horrified. Even the eleventh sword of Ninefold True Sword could not block this saber strike. What kind of power was this?

Why did it give him such a terrifying feeling?

That power contained both darkness and destruction. However, regardless of whether it was darkness or destruction, it was much stronger than before.

"Fusion!" Wu Xiu was shocked. "Mo Luogu has actually fused the power of the Great Path of Darkness and the Great Path of Destruction."

The superposition of the Great Paths and the fusion of the Great Paths were two different concepts. Superposition was as direct as one plus one equals two. Fusion would cause all kinds of changes and become even more terrifying.

However, fusion was much more difficult than superposition.

Among the Demon Tribe and the Celestial Tribe, there were very few who could superposition the power of two Great Paths. Not only did it require sufficient talent, but it also required the right opportunity. Neither could be missing.

Wu Xiu did not expect Mo Luogu to be able to do it.

The moment the eleventh sword was shattered, Chen Zong used the Sword World as fast as he could. Sword light condensed and appeared in front of him, attacking Mo Luogu.

However, the sword light was constantly shattered and turned into pieces that sputtered everywhere. However, in this way, Mo Luogu's indomitable saber strike was also blocked. It could not truly cut Chen Zong.

However, Chen Zong discovered that it was very difficult for the sword light that Mo Luogu had shattered to reassemble. This was because the fragments were filled with a terrifying power. The power of destruction and darkness prevented the sword light from reassembling.

Without hesitation, Chen Zong gave up on the sword light and reassembled other sword light to attack Mo Luogu.

100 sword lights were completely condensed and attacked Mo Luogu wave after wave, unleashing an extremely violent attack. Wave after wave of sword light was like an endless wave of sword light.

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Under such an attack, Chen Zong's energy consumption was astonishing. He had no choice but to take out the Great Returning True Elixir again.

However, in the face of Chen Zong's attacks, Mo Luogu's power of destruction and darkness continued to erupt. He slashed out with his saber, each strike bursting with a terrifying and direct power that shattered the incoming sword light. This made Chen Zong feel as if he was facing the ultimate form of a sword demon.

A tug of war!

Chen Zong and Mo Luogu were caught in a tug of war. Fortunately, in the past few months, Chen Zong had not only made great progress in his swordsmanship, but his cultivation base was also nearing the limits of the Yuan Underworld Realm and the great success Divine Body Realm. His overall combat strength had also improved significantly. Otherwise, he would not have been able to trap Mo Luogu.

Mo Luogu continuously unleashed his power of destruction and shattered wave after wave of sword light. However, he was getting a little anxious.

This was because although he had successfully fused the power of the Great Path of Darkness and the Great Path of Destruction into the power of destruction, it was only a preliminary fusion. It was only a superficial fusion. Not only was its power not at its peak, but its duration was also limited.

Otherwise, he would only need one strike to kill Chen Zong.

However, there were no ifs. At the Divine Condensation Realm, it was already very rare for him to successfully fuse a trace of the power of the Great Path.

He had originally planned to unleash his power of destruction and kill Chen Zong as quickly as possible. However, he had not expected that Chen Zong still had a trump card.

Furthermore, while this trump card of his wasn't particularly strong in terms of direct attacks, it was superior in terms of continuous attacks. One after another, it blocked his path and increased the rate at which he was depleting the Power of Dusk. It was extremely annoying.

A battle of attrition!

This was a battle of attrition.

Mo Luogu was exhausted, and so was Chen Zong.

However, there had to be a victor in this battle. If they retreated again, it might leave a shadow in Mo Luogu's heart.

Fight to the death!

The battle was so intense that it made everyone's scalp go numb. If they were in Mo Luogu's place, they would probably be turned into ashes in a single blow. Wu Qiu's pupils shrank to the size of needles. He was extremely shocked. These two people were both stronger than him.

"If I can achieve Bloodline Atavism …" Wu Qiu could not help but clench his fists. If he could achieve Bloodline Atavism, it would not be inferior to the Great Path fusion of the Demonic Tribe.

Unfortunately, just like the Great Path fusion, Bloodline Atavism was also very difficult.

Another seven minutes passed. After Mo Luogu slashed out with his blade, his expression changed drastically. The wisps of black mist on his body had been completely exhausted.

The fused power of destruction had been exhausted. Mo Luogu felt waves of weakness wash over him. After all, to fuse two powers of the Great Path, he had to consume a lot of his own power. This was the disadvantage of having a rough grasp of it.

Mo Luogu knew that he was about to reach his limit. He glanced at Chen Zong and saw that Chen Zong's face was pale. There was fatigue in his eyes. It seemed that he was about to reach his limit as well.

In that case, he would go all out.

Mustering his remaining power, Mo Luogu slashed out with his blade again.

This kind of exhaustion was not the exhaustion of his power. It was the exhaustion of his spirit. It was the exhaustion of his body after fighting for so long. This kind of exhaustion was very difficult to recover from with pills. At least, there was no such pill in this camp. It could only be recovered through rest.

Ten beams of sword light shot out again and collided with Mo Luogu. They immediately blocked him and forced him back.

"Kill!" With a low roar, Chen Zong unleashed his last burst of murderous intent. The last of his power was cold and direct. He became one with his sword and transformed into a cold bolt of lightning that streaked across the sky.

To Wu Qiong, this sword was not fast. It was only the seventh sword of the Nine Layered True Swords. However, to Mo Luogu, it was very fast.

At this point in the battle, Mo Luogu had reached his limit. He felt a little dizzy because of the high level of exhaustion.

He could not dodge it!

He could not dodge this sword at all. When he tried to block it with his blade, he felt that his arm was as light as a feather. The blade seemed to weigh thousands of pounds.

Mo Luogu felt increasingly dizzy. He felt as if everything was unreal. It was as if he was seeing an illusion. Before his eyes, there was only a flash of sword light. Then, Mo Luogu felt as if he was flying into the sky. He kept flying and spinning. But at the same time, he felt as if he was falling into the abyss and sinking into oblivion.

After slashing at Mo Luogu with his sword, Chen Zong rushed to the stone bridge. He crossed the stone bridge and rushed into the camp. He staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, he managed to prop himself up with his sword in time.

Even so, Chen Zong still felt extremely weak. It was a kind of weakness that originated from the depths of his essence, energy, and spirit. It was as if waves of madness were sweeping over him, wanting to drown him.

Everything before his eyes turned black. His consciousness seemed to be sinking into darkness. He bit his tongue. The pain made Chen Zong tremble slightly. He forced himself to stay awake. He struggled to lift his sword and staggered toward the camp gate. It was as if he was walking on clouds. He felt as light as a feather. His whole body swayed as if he could fall at any time.

He could not fall. No matter what, he could not fall here. At the very least, he had to return to his little wooden house before he could fall and have a good rest.

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