Hundreds of miles away from Chongyun City, Wan Chongyun's hair stood on end. He stared coldly at Yang Xuan, who was also standing in the air. His voice was as cold as ice as he said, "Yang Xuan, I didn't expect you to be an Empty God. I'm curious, how did you cultivate?"
Yang Xuan did not reply to his question. He only raised the Golden Spirit Saber in his hand slowly.
As he raised the saber, numerous golden rays of light appeared beside him again, exuding destructive power.
In the next moment, the entire area was covered by the golden rays of light.
In an instant, Wan Chongyun's eyes were filled with the golden rays of light and he could not see anything.
"Die." Yang Xuan's faint voice was heard from the golden rays of light.
As soon as this voice was heard, the golden light in the sky instantly turned into a golden ocean and pressed down on Wan Chongyun.
Wan Chongyun looked dignified. When he knew that Yang Xuan was already an Empty God, he had already given him a high evaluation.
However, when Yang Xuan took action, he realized that he had underestimated Yang Xuan.
He was not someone who had just stepped into the Empty God Realm. He was an old man who had been cultivating for many years.
The golden rays of light shone and engulfed Wan Chongyun completely. Wan Chongyun's expression became even more dignified. A huge red umbrella appeared in front of him.
As soon as the huge umbrella appeared, it exuded an aura that could block out the sun and the moon.
Yang Xuan had thought that the umbrella was Wan Chongyun's weapon. However, when he looked at it again, he realized that the umbrella was not a weapon but Wan Chongyun's Dao.
The huge umbrella started to spin and water vapor suddenly appeared in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, the water vapor turned into countless raindrops and collided with Yang Xuan's sword radiance.
The entire world quietened down. The raindrops and the sword radiance collided, but no sound was made.
It was as if the entire world was sealed by a mysterious force. No rules were effective here.
In the next moment, the sword radiance and the raindrops disappeared and revealed the world beneath their feet.
If someone was watching the battle, they would definitely be so shocked that they would be unable to extricate themselves.
This was because everything beneath their feet had mysteriously disappeared, leaving no trace behind.
Wan Chongyun stared at Yang Xuan with a murderous look in his eyes.
Yang Xuan's speed of improvement had already shocked him. At this moment, he was determined to kill Yang Xuan.
Facing Wan Chongyun's killing intent, Yang Xuan showed neither joy nor sorrow.
He didn't say anything else and just gently waved the Golden Spirit Saber in his hand.
In an instant, the world lost its color.
In Wan Chongyun's eyes, the whole sky was filled with crescent moons, filling every inch of space.
Following closely behind the golden moon were red longswords that emitted endless flames.
A mountainous and ocean-like pressure spread out. For a moment, cracks appeared in the space, as if it couldn't withstand this enormous power.
Wan Chongyun's face was filled with shock.
For the first time, he felt a tinge of fear towards Yang Xuan and the immortal sects.
Just what kind of existence was this to have such a shocking cultivation method?
This kind of method was far beyond the scope of martial arts. Not to mention that he had never seen it before, he had never even heard of it.
"Die!" Yang Xuan's voice was like a god's. It came from the void and shook the world.
In the next moment, the golden moon, accompanied by flames, descended to the mortal world.
"You're the one who should die!" Wan Chongyun sighed softly and stood up.
Yang Xuan's sword radiance and flames were like rain. They filled the world like a violent storm that was about to destroy the world.
At this moment, Wan Chongyun opened an umbrella.
It was a red oil-paper umbrella with exquisite patterns on it.
In the void, Wan Chongyun stood barefoot in the air and gently opened a red oil-paper umbrella.
This scene was somewhat poetic and picturesque.
As the red umbrella rotated, the surrounding air suddenly condensed. It was as if the space around Wan Chongyun was suddenly separated from the original world.
This feeling was very strange.
When Wan Chongyun was young, he was an apprentice of an umbrella craftsman. Later on, he practiced martial arts and entered Dao. He had never forgotten his days as an umbrella craftsman. Therefore, when he cultivated to the Human Dao Realm, he chose to enter Dao with an umbrella and finally reached the Divine Dao.
The umbrella was used to block raindrops and also to block sunlight.
When the umbrella was opened, neither rain nor light could enter.
This was Wan Chongyun's Dao.
Especially after he entered the Divine Dao, when the umbrella was opened, he opened up a space between heaven and earth. Nothing could affect him. It was very powerful.
All the golden light and flames passed by the red umbrella and did not cause any harm to Wan Chongyun.
Wan Chongyun held the umbrella and walked towards Yang Xuan gently with an indifferent expression.
"I'm talking about you!" Barefoot and holding the umbrella, he strolled gently in the void like a traveler in a drizzle.
A feeling of space tearing came. Yang Xuan suddenly felt that the space in front of him seemed to be separated from the original world.
And this strange tearing feeling was getting closer and closer to him.
Wan Chongyun's steps were very light and his expression was indifferent.
Wan Chongyun with the umbrella and Wan Chongyun with the umbrella were two different people.
If Wan Chongyun without an umbrella was an ordinary person who was rushing in the rain and wanted to go home as soon as possible, then Wan Chongyun with an umbrella was like a well-read scholar who was strolling in the rain with an umbrella in his hand, looking for inspiration to write poems.
One was on earth, the other was in heaven!
One was mortal, the other was immortal.
Yang Xuan took a deep breath. The Divine Dao lived up to its name.
Using one's heart to borrow the heart of heaven, using one's Dao to replace the Heavenly Dao, this was the False God Realm.
Using one's heart to borrow the heart of heaven, using one's Dao to replace the Heavenly Dao, this was the Void God Realm.
Which one who could temporarily replace the Heavenly Dao with one's own Dao was easy to deal with?
At this moment, he suddenly had an epiphany.
He understood what was missing in his magic.
What was missing was Dao.
It was like an army with only soldiers and no generals. It looked very powerful, but in fact, it was a plate of loose sand.
At this moment, when he faced the first Empty God Realm expert he met, Wan Chongyun, he suddenly understood the path he had to take in the future.
The golden light disappeared and the flames dissipated.
Then Yang Xuan pointed out with his finger.
Life and Death Test!
Boom!
The strange tearing feeling of space tearing disappeared. The umbrella in Wan Chongyun's hand suddenly seemed to be hit by a level 12 typhoon. He could no longer hold it and the umbrella was blown away.
Wan Chongyun's clothes stuck to his body in the strong wind and his hair was messy.
In an instant, he seemed to have fallen from the sky to the ground and become an ordinary person again.
Wan Chongyun's face was filled with disbelief and even shock.
This was the first time that someone could pull him out of the Dao Will in a head-on battle.
However, he did not have time to think about this problem because Yang Xuan's finger had already pointed in front of him.
On his finger, the power of life and death kept circling around.
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