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Chapter 1542

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The Evil Emperor and the Chief Of Wushang had hateful expressions on their faces as they silently stood on the stone bridge. Behind them, the third-generation successor began to stride forward, making his way toward Wang Chong and Bagushidu.

It was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop!

As the third-generation successor approached, Wang Chong's eyes flickered, and an irrepressible thought emerged in his mind. The final trial of the Origin Immortal Treasury was fraught with danger, and Bagushidu was basically forcing him to his death. Rather than being threatened by Bagushidu, it was better to use this chance to deal with Bagushidu. At the very least, he wouldn't be threatened.

But the stone bridge was too narrow for his master and the Chief Of Wushang to get close, and Bagushidu was far too powerful. If they rashly attacked and failed, all their efforts would have been for naught. Moreover, even without Bagushidu, Wang Chong wouldn't have been able to avoid this final trial. Unlike Bagushidu, if he didn't obtain the Origin Immortal Art, he would be doomed …

"Buzz!"

As Wang Chong was thinking, he heard the clattering of metal. Bagushidu's black Stellar Energy was surging, and within this Stellar Energy were three small cauldrons covered in blood-colored inscriptions, each as heavy as a mountain. These cauldrons had spread out from Bagushidu's body and were guarding him from three different directions.

A few moments later, Bagushidu's body began to swell like a bamboo shoot after the rain. In the blink of an eye, he had reached an astonishing level. Bagushidu had originally only been half a step into the Subtle realm, only a sliver away from that level.

But with the help of these three Earthblood Cauldrons, he had crossed that threshold, becoming even stronger and more terrifying than the third-generation successor.

In a flash, Wang Chong paled, the last bit of thought in his mind dispelled.

He was still no match for the future state teacher of the Turks.

"Heh, King of Foreign Lands, please!"

Bagushidu's voice rang out in Wang Chong's ear. His eyes were fixed on the other end of the mist, his expression relaxed.

Wang Chong's mind raced, but in a split second, a smile appeared on his face. He was never one to blame the heavens and others. He only believed in his own strength. Since he couldn't beat them, he might as well settle down and think of a way to cross this natural chasm.

As for Bagushidu, he could think of a way to deal with him once he survived.

"Buzz!"

Wang Chong shifted his gaze and quickly looked at the opposite side.

"The third-generation and first-generation both cultivate the Origin Immortal Art, and they share the same origin. I wonder if the third-generation's energy will be of any use?"

In the end, only by challenging the Origin Immortal Formation on the ground would one be able to find out what use the Origin Immortal Formation had. Bzzz! Without the slightest hesitation, the Third-Generation King shot forward like a bolt of lightning, leaving a gust of wind in his wake as he charged past the pair.

Bang!

The third-generation's foot stomped on the thick chain, causing it to fiercely shake. This simple action immediately attracted everyone's attention. Bagushidu's long brows rose in concern.

I wonder if it's effective.

Bagushidu quietly said to himself.

Bagushidu did not dare to be careless about the thing that had caused Ishinishidu to suffer a crushing defeat.

The moment the third-generation's foot stepped forward, the entire trial began to change.

Clang! A clear and melodious sword howl suddenly resounded by their ears, and it was a drawn-out sound that broke the silence of the entire space.

A moment later, this sword hum multiplied into thousands of swords. Ripples appeared in the originally empty sea of mist, and suddenly, the cries of tens of thousands of swords rang out. The scene from when Bagushidu had challenged the trial once more took place.

As far as Wang Chong could see, countless swords, broken swords, and damaged swords were like a school of sharks aimed at the third-generation successor at the end of the stone bridge.

But unlike Bagushidu, these swords trembled and buzzed, but they did not attack. The warning was far stronger than an actual attack.

It seems like Bagushidu was right. The first-generation successor's consciousness has already fused with the sword mound. He can even sense the third-generation successor's energy and send out a warning!

Wang Chong's eyes flashed as he understood.

As these thoughts flitted through his mind, Wang Chong began to move.

Boom! The third-generation successor under Wang Chong's control shot forward like a cannonball. Immediately, with a shocking speed, he shot toward the opposite side of the chain.

At the same time, there was a flash of golden light and a surge of astral energy. Hundreds of golden compasses shot out from the third-generation successor's body and turned into a golden fortress that surrounded him.

With this barrier in place, the Third-Generation King immediately pushed the Stellar Energy in his body to the limit, and like a blazing sun, he charged forward with all his might.

At this moment, both Wang Chong and Bagushidu began to focus their attention. This chain was only seven or eight hundred meters long, and given the third-generation successor's strength, he should only need a few seconds to reach the other side.

Success or failure would be determined by this one move.

Boom! The third-generation successor took another step forward, his foot landing on the thick chain and causing it to violently shake.

And it was this action that immediately triggered the rage of the countless "flying swords" in the Sword Tomb.

A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples, and the number of 'flying swords' in the sea of fog rapidly increased. There was the sound of metal clanging, and in the next moment, there was a wild gale as ten times the number of 'flying swords' from before shot toward the Third-Generation King, shining with dazzling golden light.

More "flying swords" were gathering from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of swords, broken swords, and damaged swords shined with a golden light as they formed an unprecedented storm that spun and shot toward the Third-Generation King.

This was the first time Wang Chong had seen someone capable of controlling so many 'flying swords' at the same time. Each 'flying sword' was as heavy as a mountain, and they flew down like a torrential storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom! In the blink of an eye, the third-generation King's figure was engulfed by the countless "flying swords".

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The fog and golden light greatly hindered Wang Chong's vision, and the powerful Psychic Seal in the air made it impossible for Wang Chong to use his Psychic Energy to probe around.

But standing at the end of the stone bridge, Wang Chong could clearly see the two thick chains beneath his feet vibrating at an unprecedented rate.

The clanking of the chains rang out incessantly, and in the blink of an eye, the Third-Generation Successor Zombie had fallen into an extremely dangerous situation.

The pull of this abyss was so powerful that not even the third-generation successor could fly into the air.

The two narrow chains were constantly vibrating, ready to throw the successor off at any moment. If he fell into the abyss, he would be doomed.

"Impossible!"

At this moment, a familiar voice rang out in Wang Chong's ear. At some point, Bagushidu had walked up to stand next to Wang Chong, his hair dancing in the wind.

But he paid no attention to Wang Chong. His attention was completely focused on the third-generation successor, the golden light drawing away all his attention.

"These walking corpses only have incomplete souls in their bodies, and they're already dead, so they're not affected by the divine swords. In other words, the third-generation successor doesn't need to worry about anything else in this battle. As long as he can defeat the first-generation successor, he can reach the other side. More importantly, he's a successor of the Origin Immortal Realm, so he'll suffer far fewer attacks than we do. "

Bagushidu's eyes shone with excitement.

He had originally taken Wang Chong hostage as a test, and it was also for the sake of his deal with Ozmish Khagan. In any case, he wouldn't suffer any losses, but it now appeared that he had made the correct decision.

The third-generation successor had already surpassed him and Ishinishidu, the patriarch of the Earth Sect.

Bagushidu had just seen a sliver of hope, but a moment later, what happened in the fog obliterated that hope.

Buzz! As the third-generation successor advanced along the chain, using the golden compass fortress that could nullify all techniques to fend off the rain of swords, the flying swords in the air began to change.

As the pair watched, the Origin Immortal Lord's vast Origin Energy immediately surged into the thousands of flying swords in the air.

In a flash of light, one of the flying swords shooting toward the third-generation successor suddenly began to blaze with light.

A hazy light rose from the tip of the sword for more than half a foot, exuding a sharpness that seemed to be able to pierce through metal.

"Sword Qi!"

Wang Chong's heart trembled and he grimaced. He had the Art of God and Demon Obliteration, so he was extremely familiar with this sort of Sword Dao.

There were as many flying swords in the air as there were hairs on an ox, and if each one could spit out Sword Qi, the power of this sword formation would be unimaginable.

As if responding to Wang Chong's foreboding, one sword, two swords, three swords …

In just a few seconds, the sea of swords, broken swords, and broken swords in the air began to spit out Sword Qi and explode toward the third-generation successor, their power on a completely different level.

Boomboomboom! The flying swords exploded, and the third-generation successor's speed immediately dropped.

Not only that, but in the face of the sword qi attacks, the Third-Generation King was in unprecedented danger. Not only was he unable to advance, but he was also pushed back, almost falling off his chains.

"It's about time to test the third-generation's power!"

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