NOVPUBSword Twenty-One looked at the longsword in his hand, and fell silent for a moment.
Immediately after, sword intent surged mightily from his hand as his right hand gently touched the shattered fragments of the blade.
A "clang" resounded.
The longsword sang out lightly, and the broken sword astonishingly reassembled itself.
He raised his head to look at the sky, where the wind and clouds changed color, before ultimately soaring up into the air.
"Let us go meet him as well," said Dao Yang with a smile to the Star Sword Fairy.
Jue Ming squinted beside them, surrounded by several high-level trapping arrays.
With a light shout, he also flew upward.
In the high altitude, Xu Zimei stood upon the empty air, facing them.
A number of direct disciples stood off at a distance.
"Release my master from the Sect Gate, and I can forgive and forget," Jiang Xier said to Xu Zimei, speaking calmly.
"Forgive and forget?" Xu Zimei chuckled softly and shook his head, replying.
"Defeat me, and the position of the Saint Heir is yours—how about that?"
Jiang Xier scoffed, her jade hands wrapped in swirling ice, crossing through the tumultuous space and shuttling towards him.
Xiang Qianheng was not about to be polite, aura of dominance swirling around him.
Ink-black spiritual energy filled his palms, and with extreme pressure, he struck downward.
Jue Ming’s hands met, and a faint dragon chant resounded.
With a wave of his right hand, a Dragon Array aimed to envelop Xu Zimei.
Sword Twenty-One held the longsword high above his head, as an enormous vast sword coalesced above him.
Cutting through layers of space, crossing the firmament and heaven and earth, it came crashing down.
Dao Yang and the Star Sword Fairy each waved their respective weapons.
Blade clashed with sword, and slowly a sun and a star ascended, flying towards Xu Zimei.
...
After his physical body was tempered by the Creation Force and bolstered by the return of the Tree of Life, it was supported by the perfected plant system of the True Fate World.
Xu Zimei also wanted to test how powerful he had become.
Watching all these attacks coming at him.
Spiritual energy in the sky rioted, blending together in various forms.
Countless waves of energy crashed down like huge ocean waves, causing ripples to undulate.
The entire horizon rumbled with deafening explosions.
The wind and clouds shifted, and the colors of heaven and earth faded.
All these attacks, all these changes, reached Xu Zimei in just an instant.
Xu Zimei did not dodge; he stood there, letting all the attacks land on him.
The Creation Force surged around his body.
More importantly, the Tree of Life played its part.
It would heal Xu Zimei’s wounds at the first instance.
One could say that with the existence of the Tree of Life, Xu Zimei was not afraid of getting injured at all.
Unless an attack could reduce him to ashes in an instant.
"Has this guy gone mad?" the disciples watching below expressed their disbelief.
"Is he really trying to take all these attacks with his physical body alone?"
Not only these disciples, but Sect Master Xiao and the six Great Elders above were also somewhat stunned.
"Unrivaled among his peers?" murmured Sect Master Xiao softly.
Meng Chenxue’s face turned pale as she recognized the gap between the two for the first time.
A thunderous explosion occurred high above.
In an instant, the powerful attacks destroyed the space where Xu Zimei had been standing.
Endless energy waves surged like a tide, rumbling as they fluctuated.
The space shattered completely, leaving behind a vast black hole where the original spot had been.
Countless spatial turbulences surged above it.
After a long while, the energy waves dissipated, and the space began to settle back to calm.
Everyone looked on expectantly, turning their gaze to Xu Zimei’s location first.
Eager to know the outcome.
...
"How could this be," Xiang Qianheng shook his head in disbelief.
Sword Twenty-One beside him slightly frowned and took a step back, calmly saying, "This is troublesome now."
In midair, Xu Zimei stood unharmed, his feet seeming to tread on emptiness.
The purple robe resonated sharply with the mad wind, and his long hair fluttered in the breeze.
A faint green light flashed over the surface of his body.
"Feels almost like being tickled," Xu Zimei said, twisting his neck and chuckling.
"A bit too strong, aren’t you?" a disciple murmured incredulously below.
"If this is all you have," Xu Zimei slowly picked up the Tyrant Shadow in his hand and said calmly.
"Then let’s end this."
As a layer of pitch-black Spiritual Energy surged over the surface of Tyrant Shadow.
Strands of Qi of Annihilation began to spread from around Xu Zimei’s body.
In just a moment, the Qi of Annihilation enveloped half the firmament.
Dark Qi surged into the sky, forming a terrifying face above.
The horrifying face snarled fiercely at the crowd.
As the black Qi spread more and more, the pressure felt by the crowd also increased.
"Way of Inquiry, twelfth form, Annihilation Void."
A cutting voice laced with killing intent came from Xu Zimei.
In an instant, the space around exploded.
A wave of Qi of Annihilation swept across from the edge of the sky.
As if to annihilate everything, reducing all to a mere point.
Seeing this power, several direct disciples’ faces changed drastically.
"What kind of Vein Skill is this? How is it unheard of?" Xiang Qianheng said, furrowing his brow.
"We can’t fight separately anymore. Let’s focus our attacks in the same direction and try to create an opening as much as possible."
Watching the encroaching Qi of Annihilation, the surrounding air exploded.
Sword Twenty-One said calmly.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
"No need to go through so much trouble, the weak should have the awareness of the weak," Xu Zimei said with a wicked smile, looking at the crowd.
He slowly raised the Tyrant Shadow in his hand.
At this moment, an imposing aura, immense as Wu Geng’s, radiated from him.
As a heaven-shaking dragon’s roar sounded,
he directly executed the Cang Dragon Seventh Transformation,
The blue-green giant dragon circled high in the sky, following Xu Zimei’s slow swing of the Curved Blade.
It seemed to merge with the blade, shaking the void with its dragon’s roar, stirring up endless Qi light, surging forward to strike.
With the Annihilation Void surrounding and the Cang Dragon Seventh Transformation relentlessly descending from above,
...
The Annihilation Void of the twelfth form was an inspiration Xu Zimei obtained by merging his past life’s cultivation of the Great Emperor of the Three Blades’ Annihilation Jue.
At this moment, everyone was on the brink of death.
"Xu Zimei, are you trying to kill them?" an Elder shouted furiously from below.
"Let’s go all out," Xiang Qianheng and the others shouted, using their most powerful techniques.
"Ice Seal Thousands of Miles,"
"Sword Intent Overlooking the Sky,"
"Star Sun Whirl,"
"Heaven Locking Formation,"
......
The collision between the two ultimate forces occurred at that moment.
But the strength of Xu Zimei was simply too great; as soon as the others’ powers made contact, they were instantly shattered.
Seeing the Annihilation Void approaching and the Cang Dragon descending with an ancient dragon’s might,
their faces turned pale, their bodies completely suppressed on the spot, unable to move.
Just as they were about to be obliterated by the force,
suddenly, a figure appeared before them.
A vast Divine Might soared into the heavens.
