If it weren’t a true life-and-death crisis, he would never use the Sword Flash Talisman, never!
As expected.
The Sword Flash Talisman was torn.
Clearly, a strange aura flickered and vanished—calling it Sword Dao aura wasn’t quite right, calling it Space aura wasn’t quite right either; it had a kind of mixed, fused flavor.
Even Ye Tian couldn’t figure it out for the moment; he subconsciously frowned.
Under the fluctuation of the Sword Flash Talisman, Zui Jianmo’s figure was almost about to disappear.
However.
Right at this moment!!!!
"Chi..."
Ye Tian didn’t care about any of that; the instant he felt something was off—what was the Moluo Sword in his hand for?
Without the slightest hesitation, he sent out another sword, blasting forth.
And then...
"Impossible!"
Then he heard Zui Jianmo’s terrified, unbelieving scream.
Next, that Sword Flash Talisman, which was clearly about to activate, clearly about to take him away with Instantaneous Movement, ended up being forcibly interrupted.
Moreover, the Sword Intent within the Sword Flash Talisman clearly retreated from its fused state with the Space Law.
The previous fusion turned into separation.
The Sword Intent inside that Sword Flash Talisman was visibly trembling, afraid...
As if the Sword Intent inside the Sword Flash Talisman had been coerced and warned by the Moluo Sword with some Supreme level of Sword Dao oppression.
Anyway, it was very weird.
"Sword Umbrella, out..."
Zui Jianmo’s face turned deathly pale; in his panic, he drove out his defensive Treasure, the Sword Umbrella, trying to block.
The Sword Umbrella was likewise a Sword Dao defensive Treasure condensed on the foundation of Sword Dao.
It was at the Low Grade Chaos Treasure level.
Don’t look down on it just because it’s Low Grade.
But this was personally refined by Zui Jianmo himself; in his hands it was extremely handy and compatible, much easier to use than ordinary Middle Grade Chaos Treasures and even High Grade Chaos Treasures.
However.
The Sword Umbrella had only just been driven when it... it... it chickened out!
It got scared!
It became afraid!
Zui Jianmo clearly felt the Sword Umbrella shivering and trembling—it simply couldn’t be used.
It was still that strange, hierarchical oppression coming from the Moluo Sword.
In an instant.
"Puff..."
The Sword Umbrella didn’t dare to block, so Zui Jianmo naturally became a living target; that one Sword Light from the Moluo Sword had already sunk into Zui Jianmo’s body!!!
Zui Jianmo’s whole body trembled.
He subconsciously lowered his head to look at his chest.
Just as he lowered his head.
Boom!
His figure turned into a mist of blood.
His Divine Soul was torn into fragments.
Dead.
With just two swords, he was killed clean through by the Moluo Sword.
Even Ye Tian’s own mouth twitched a little.
Wasn’t this way too easy?
"Seems like it’s because my strength has increased a lot, so I can draw out more and better of the Moluo Sword’s power; the Moluo Sword seems to have revealed some kind of innate talent..."
Ye Tian thought in his heart.
A kind of suppression against weapons and treasures containing Sword Dao.
But it wasn’t a suppression against Sword Cultivators themselves, because during the first sword earlier, Zui Jianmo hadn’t used any weapon, not even the broken sword; he’d only clasped his hands together to condense Sword Intent and Sword Light, fighting in a weaponless state. At that time, the Moluo Sword didn’t exert any suppressive effect, it was purely relying on the Moluo Sword’s terrifying, rotten-wood-drying-river kind of crushing Sword Light.
But afterwards, Zui Jianmo used that Sword Flash Talisman and Sword Umbrella—both treasures infused with Sword Dao... and then, these two treasures were like mice encountering a cat, instantly invalidated. Without the Moluo Sword’s Sword Light even needing to touch or split them, they turned into dogs on their own.
Next moment.
Ye Tian moved his mind, and Zui Jianmo’s Space Ring had already arrived in his hand.
Ye Tian was certain that inside this Space Ring there had to be good stuff, maybe even something quite surprising; the reason was simple—this Zui Jianmo was too strong and had lived for more than two hundred thousand years. To say he had no accumulation was impossible.
Oh, speaking of which, there was also Netherworld Flame’s Space Ring; Ye Tian still hadn’t opened that one yet.
These past few days, he’d been busy sorting out the Martial Arts gains from his battle with Netherworld Flame, plus spending warm time with his parents and Qin Molin, Jin Qingcheng, Dan Tai Wuqing and the others, so he hadn’t had the chance.
Next.
When he had Time, he’d open the two rings together.
"Even Zui Jianmo... has... has... has been slain by him..."
Down below, Feng Wuyun was trembling uncontrollably; if Ye Mujin hadn’t stepped forward to support her, the dignified Princess Feng Wuyun of the Taiyi Divine Country would already be unable to stand, would have fainted; as for the Maid Xiao Mo, she had already passed out on the ground.
The four of Baili Tu were shivering in midair, muddle-headed; because their hearts had completely collapsed, their Martial Arts Will had completely collapsed, it was as if they’d been scared stupid into becoming Crazies.
"Please be on your way."
Suddenly, Ye Tian spoke, looking at the four of Baili Tu, and split out with one sword.
With one sword, he slew all four.
Like slaughtering chickens and butchering dogs.
Right at this moment.
Inside the Tao Palace.
A middle-aged man was sitting there in a daze; before him was a mirror, a strange wriggling mirror, and the image inside the mirror was precisely the current War Abyss.
The middle-aged man’s skin was very pale, as if he hadn’t seen sunlight for a long time; his eyeballs were somewhat sunken, bloodshot; his whole body was filled with a kind of Death Qi. His hair was withered, white and yellow; his entire person was like a shriveled corpse.
"......"
The middle-aged man didn’t speak, he just silently clenched his fists; the skin on his fists was decaying and tearing, the bones already visible.
The middle-aged man was precisely the Tao Will, Ming Jie.
As for why he was in this neither-human-nor-ghost state at the moment, the reason was simple: he’d suffered backlash from the Tao Fruit Position!!!
Complete, thorough backlash.
Originally, because he had the Tao Fruit Position’s blessing, although in terms of Realm he was only a Lower Emperor of the Eighth Transition, in actual fact his true strength could reach about the Third Transition of a Middle-level Emperor. The Tao Fruit Position’s blessing was Too Terrifying—it had basically boosted his strength several times over.
But now, the Tao Fruit Position’s backlash was just as terrifying; he was still a Lower Emperor of the Eighth Transition, but his true strength was only around a Lower Emperor of the Fourth Transition.
And it was still continuing to decay.
At this rate of decay, in roughly 40 hours he would fall below the Emperor level; the moment he fell below Emperor, he would be completely stripped of the Tao Fruit Position and no longer be the Tao Will.
The Time he could still cling to the Tao Fruit Position was only 40 hours.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
Suddenly, Ming Jie began to shriek and howl like a madman.
He’d paid such a huge price.
He’d practically given up the Tao Fruit Position, turning himself into this neither-human-nor-ghost state—wasn’t it all just to open up the passage between the Chaotic Domain and the Great Thousand World so he could personally witness Ye Tian’s death?!!!
But what was the result?
Ye Tian didn’t die.
Still didn’t die.
Even with more than a dozen Super Demons from Super Forces of the Chaotic Domain arriving, they hadn’t killed Ye Tian.
Even that legendary figure of the younger generation in the Chaotic Domain, Zui Jianmo, couldn’t kill Ye Tian and was instead killed in return.
Ming Jie was in despair.
Utter despair.
"Ah ah ah ah..."
Ming Jie howled madly, like a beast on the verge of death, screaming in the dark Tao Palace.
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