Chapter 507

A touch of purple splendor dyed the abstract origin of life and death with color. It was so beautiful that it was like a dream.

Acheron's pupils constricted violently. He did not expect such a change at all.

Did Zhenwu come back to life?

Or did he leave something strange and hard to detect in his divine aura? Something that had no other purpose but to establish a subtle connection. Once he got close to his body, he would be awakened from the inexplicable state of neither life nor death and be pulled out?

In an instant, Acheron's thoughts ran wild. All kinds of speculations emerged, but he was more inclined to the last one.

Zhenwu was the Black Emperor, one of the Five Ancient Emperors, and the Devil-rinsing Heavenly Lord of the Nine Primogenitors of Taoism. Even if he was eager to get close to the mystery of Tao in the depths of the origin of life and death in order to cross the sea of bitterness and reach the Nirvana Realm, how could he be blinded by greed and make a fatal mistake by going too deep and too far and being assimilated by Tao?

If he dared to do so, he must have a backup plan that could help his real body get out of this predicament!

It was normal for Meng Qi, who was controlled by him, to unknowingly fall into Tao and leave a subtle connection.

Therefore, he did not dare to get close to Tao, fearing that he would be assimilated by Tao. After going through so many hardships and reincarnating, he returned with sufficient preparation and became the catalyst to awaken Zhenwu!

Thinking of this, Acheron even suspected that Zhenwu Great Emperor had deliberately planned to be assimilated by Tao in order to take the risk to understand the mystery of life and death. He had copied the strange state of neither life nor death and laid the foundation of the Nirvana Realm for his awakening, and Meng Qi himself had become a crucial chess piece.

Acheron was extraordinary. At this moment, all kinds of distracting thoughts were eliminated, and he understood that he only had a slim chance of survival.

That was to destroy Zhenwu Great Emperor's real spirit and occupy his body with a fearless will before he completely got rid of the strange state!

Kill!

Facing Zhenwu Great Emperor's purple eyes, Acheron did not retreat. Instead, he moved forward. His right hand turned into a dragon claw, turning black and flowing with white light. He grabbed directly at the Devil-rinsing Heavenly Lord's Niwan Palace.

Streaks of yellow blood shot out like sharp nails, full of the color of oblivion. Before they got close, Zhenwu's flat crown was dyed with the color of death. His black hair fell with the wind and withered inch by inch.

From afar, Mengqi, the Asura Ancestor, and the Bloody Massacre Taoist were stunned for a moment. Then they all turned around and fled like crazy.

They had no way of getting close to Zhenwu's body. Even their divine sense would be assimilated. If not for Nether's specially prepared protective treasures, his voice and the image of Zhenwu's body would not have been able to reach them. Therefore, when faced with the strange awakening of Zhenwu the Great Emperor, they could not hit him at all. If they could not affect the surroundings, what use would they be if they stayed?

Escape, they must of escape!

Just as he turned around, Meng Qi saw Zhenwu Great Emperor raise his right palm from the corner of his eye. He bent his fingers like a sword and slashed forward!

Of!

This was not a sound that Mengqi heard, but an abstract description. Then, he saw a deep, dark, and faint sword light burst forth. There was nothing else in sight.

The sword beam shrouded everything in an instant. The abstract feelings of coldness, quietness, silence, coldness, emptiness, loneliness, depression, pain, darkness, death, and so on began to disintegrate. The descriptions of warmth, enthusiasm, vitality, liveliness, joy, brightness, liveliness, strength, and so on quickly disappeared. The robe that Meng Qi's Taoist power transformed disappeared silently. His flesh and blood melted, revealing a ferocious skeleton that was flowing in black and white, intertwined with life and death, and filled with a bloody yellow mist.

There were sharp thorns protruding from every joint of the skeleton, but in the sword light, they evaporated instantly like snow meeting the sun. Cracks appeared on the bones that were covered with vague Dao patterns, and many fragments broke out. The fragments turned into ashes. What was more terrifying was that the Will of Life and Death and vague Dao patterns intertwined in the skeleton were also dissolving.

At this moment, Mengqi even felt like the end of an era, the collapse of the Great Path, and everything in the world would no longer exist.

Therefore, the will produced by his Divine Thought Division seemed to be burned by invisible flames and stirred by countless sword lights. If not for Acheron's skeleton, he would have died.

Near him, the nine-headed, thousand-eyed Asura Primogenitor with flower-like arms was also shrouded by the deep, dark, and faint sword light. It seemed to have turned into a mosquito frozen in amber, unable to move. Its huge and terrifying body disintegrated inch by inch, and the blazing flames gradually dimmed and extinguished. The Demon God, Guardian Evil Spirit, and Guardian Evil Spirit around it screamed silently and quickly dissipated.

Even though it had recovered to its peak state, it could not withstand Zhenwu Great Emperor's sword!

Of course, it was also because this place was the origin of life and death. In addition to the cold and depraved death, there was also a vigorous vitality. It could not be fully enhanced and enhanced like it was in the Nine Serenities, and there was still a clear gap between it and its own strongest combat power.

The Bloody Massacre Taoist was in an even worse state. It was as if he was frozen in time and space. The Killing Sword of Death that had been tempered was blurred and scattered. Cracks appeared on the blade and hilt, and the body of the Evil God began to become transparent, dripping blood.

As for the reincarnation of Acheron, it did not even have time to scream before it disintegrated. Not only was there no flesh and blood, but even the Morality, Dharma and Logos that it had cultivated completely disappeared without a trace.

As Mengqi's consciousness began to blur, he sighed in his heart.

This sword was the Seven Strokes of Heaven Interception.

This sword was the destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao!

He had once experienced it in the hands of Zhenwu's Evil Spirit. He did not expect to be slashed by Zhenwu Great Emperor again.

The power of this sword even had the feeling of a few breaths before the Qing Emperor ascended to the Nirvana Realm!

Just as Meng Qi was about to disperse his consciousness to prevent himself from suffering more from the backlash, he suddenly felt a sense of warmth. In the cold destruction that could even destroy Da Dao and disintegrate, there was actually a hint of warmth hidden in it.

It was like the warm sun in winter, a bonfire in a world of ice and snow, or a roasted sausage after climbing a mountain peak. It made people full of Yang energy and could not be invaded by evil. Mengqi was awakened for a moment.

No, this was not the pure destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao! His thoughts spun like lightning, and he grasped the abnormality within.

To be precise, the sword art was indeed one of the Seven Strokes of Heaven Interception, and it was indeed the destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao. However, the power that Zhenwu Great Emperor used to drive this attack was not his own power that was unusually compatible with the sword art. It was another power.

It was not to say that other powers could not control the destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao, but this power was too extreme. It was extremely Yang without Yin, extremely hard without softness, so it contradicted the first half of the true essence of the destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao. Therefore, there was a chance of survival and a possibility of avoiding it.

Mengqi's heart skipped a beat. With the idea of seeing the complete destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao, he curled up his consciousness and hid in the faint sense of Yang.

The sword radiance was still stirring, and a sharp pain reverberated in Mengqi's consciousness. However, he dispelled all kinds of negative feelings and forced himself to feel the sword art.

In silence, Acheron's skeleton had reached its limit. Every bone that contained the meaning of life and death turned into fragments, and the vague Dao pattern was dismantled and decomposed.

If Mengqi's consciousness had not been covered by that trace of warmth, it would have definitely returned to the cold darkness.

At this moment, all things had been destroyed, and the Great Path had been destroyed. The sword radiance turned abruptly. There was light in the darkness, and there was life in the death. Yin and Yang were separated, and life and death were formed again. It wanted to turn the body and consciousness that had been previously worn down into its own Dao.

In an instant, Mengqi's mind was blessed, and his wisdom flashed. He leaped out of the warmth and spread his consciousness to the countless fragments produced by the destruction of Acheron's skeleton and the disintegration of the Dao pattern.

Then, with the help of the meaning of life and the vigorous momentum of new life, he recombined the fragments of the skeleton. Rays of light burst forth, looking black and white, but neither black nor white.

The sword radiance surged, and the countless fragments gathered again. The disintegrated Dao patterns attracted each other and evolved on their own, turning into the original vague and mysterious state.

Mengqi wanted to take advantage of the "destruction of Dao and the birth of Dao" of Zhenwu Great Emperor to use Acheron's skeleton as the foundation and the surrounding Dao pattern of life and death as the root to refine a Peerless Heavenly Weapon!

One by one, the Dao patterns fell, and the fragments shone brighter. His will was almost exhausted, and he could barely use the sword momentum.

Black and white condensed, and the light surged. The countless fragments of Acheron's skeleton carried the Dao patterns and suddenly contracted, crazily absorbing the abstract concepts that reappeared in the surroundings, as well as Mengqi's participating consciousness.

Just as he was about to faint, Mengqi felt the vibration around him. The sword radiance had been exhausted, and the black and white flew up, transforming into a picture of Yin and Yang intertwining. The meaning of life and death clearly contained each other, and it actually felt like the Book of Life and Death.

This was a vision cast by a Peerless Heavenly Weapon. If it was not in the origin of life and death, it would have been announced to the world in the Nine Serenities!

The vision converged, and the black and white collapsed. A pitch-black treasure wheel with traces of white light appeared in front of Mengqi. It floated in the abstract description, and was filled with a faint bloody yellow mist.

Controlling the Wheel of Death!

A smile appeared on Meng Qi's dying consciousness. Although it was not the treasure of the Nirvana Realm, this All Heaven Death Wheel was still an item of creation.

He had refined a Peerless Heavenly Weapon of the Creation level with his Legendary Realm. If it was not a coincidence, it would be impossible!

At this time, in the origin of life and death, the Asura Ancestor had disappeared, the Bloody Massacre Taoist had disappeared, and there was no trace of Acheron. As for Zhenwu the Great Emperor, he was in the depths, and without Acheron's protective treasure, he could not see his current situation.

The Bloody Massacre Taoist and Acheron had been completely obliterated. The Asura Ancestor had grasped the trace of warmth and escaped from the origin of life and death. However, he was severely injured. Although he had longevity, it would be difficult for him to recover. What a disaster caused by greed … Mengqi pondered for a while. Seeing that there was no movement in the depths of the origin of life and death, a thought flashed through his mind, and he directly dispersed his avatar, leaving the Wheel of Death here!

The Wheel of Death was unusually harmonious with the surroundings, and gradually disappeared, as if it had turned into an abstract description.