A Sword's Chill Topples Cities

"All evil accumulates into karma, Evil Waves and Raging Sea!"

Evil currents overflowed, and a black curtain suddenly appeared amidst the Buddha's light. The surging and pouring sword energy was like a raging sea, bursting forth wildly from the ground.

"The Sword Rises, Wind and Clouds Move!"

Si Ming's body surged with Sword Qi, all of which converged into the Wheel-Turning King Sword. With a seemingly ordinary thrust, the sword tip erupted with unparalleled sword energy, piercing straight out and splitting through the sea of blades.

The Spirit King swung his sword, shattering the sword energy. Unable to withstand the force, his tiger's mouth split open, and fragments of Sword Qi struck his body, leaving numerous sword marks. Si Ming was also injured by the remaining force of Cultivation Body attack.

Both sides exchanged injuries, but neither paid any attention to these minor wounds. After catching their breath, they immediately increased their internal Cultivation Body and unleashed an even more powerful technique.

"All deeds accumulate sin, and the Karmic Fire Burns the World!"

"The sword shatters the void and soars into the abyss!"

The treacherous evil blade, the boiling karmic fire, the overwhelming demonic power of the Spirit King, and the evil weapon in his hand further amplified his power. The scorching flames instantly burned away the surrounding air, and the rain of blades formed from karmic energy brought immense pressure.

Solemn Buddhist soldiers, pure and holy Sword Qi, amidst the chanting of Buddhist hymns, burst forth with countless rays of light, vast as a rushing river, sweeping away Ghostly Monsters.

The ultimate moves clashed, flames scorched the earth, and Sword Qi pierced the sky. The slight difference was negligible, and both sides were injured again. Moreover, this time the injuries were not as easy to recover from as before.

Just as Si Ming seized the opportunity to regulate his breathing, he suddenly sensed that the opponent's momentum had increased again, clearly indicating that they were gathering strength to prepare for an ultimate move. Before he could recover from the backlash of the previous move, he immediately realized that he had fallen into a trap.

The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King's Cultivation Body was indeed suppressed by the Thousand Buddhas of the Bhadrakalpa Formation, causing his level 20 Internal Cultivation to only exert the power of level 15. However, this does not mean that his Cultivation Body has actually dropped to level 15—the Buddha formation can only suppress the Cultivation Body, not reduce Cultivation Body.

Using a reservoir and its outlet as an analogy, the outlet of the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King has become smaller, but the total capacity of the reservoir has not decreased, and it is still a level 20 Cultivation Body. Therefore, when subjected to the impact of an ultimate move with the same power, his recovery speed is much faster than that of Si Ming. This is why he gave up comparing moves and turned to fighting each other's ultimate moves.

"All sins gather in desolation, and the Heavenly Sin Separation!"

The Spirit King raised the Purple Primal Emperor Slash high, and violent evil energy overflowed, transforming into a pitch-black vortex that devoured the surrounding space. It even prevented the Buddhist light from getting close, and his Cultivation Body briefly broke free from the suppression of the Buddhist array, recovering to the level of level 20. In the reflection of the evil light, the Spirit King's face was seen to be both fanatical and calm, and his demonic power was overwhelming.

Si Ming knew he couldn't withstand this attack. A forced fight would inevitably result in the destruction of his Bodhi Golden Body. Even if he countered with divine power and exchanged injuries again, pure physical damage wouldn't have much effect on the Monster Race's body. The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King could heal his injuries by stalling for a while, but his Bodhi Golden Body wouldn't be so easy to recover.

However, Si Ming remained calm and composed, showing no fear. With his trump card, he was emboldened and unhurriedly channeled his inner power to prepare the ultimate move of Fengchan.

"One Sword's cold light illuminates the Nine Continents!"

I thought I couldn't keep up with the speed of my opponent's attacks, but unexpectedly, the Feng and Shan Sacrifice Sword Technique resonated with the Wheel-Turning King Sword. Both are the way of the king, Sword Intent communicated with the sword spirit, allowing the ultimate move to be completed ahead of schedule, with the brilliant sword light soaring to the heavens.

"An unexpected variable, unfortunately, cannot shake the overall trend; you are still destined to lose!"

With a cold, sidelong glance, Zi Yuan unleashed his sword strike. The Spirit King roared and unleashed a fierce and domineering slash. Wherever it passed, a dark crack suddenly appeared in the void, swallowing up everything in sight, as if a divine punishment was being hurled down to punish all living beings.

Just as he was about to unleash his ultimate move, Si Ming pressed his brow, activating the sword imprint that his master Yan Jinghong had given him from afar, and merging it into his ultimate move.

At the same moment, in a secret chamber in the Eastern Sea Continent, a woman dressed in pure white, spotless clothes, without any ornaments, and dressed in extremely simple attire, also had the same sword mark appear on her body.

"The signal has finally come," the woman in plain clothes turned to a girl in Black Tortoise Profound Armor beside her and asked, "Are you ready?"

"We can leave anytime."

The girl pursed her lips and answered seriously, her chilling Sword Intent poised to be unleashed. Just sitting next to her felt like being pricked by ice needles.

The woman in plain clothes nodded, then bowed to the Mohist School Sacred Sword sheathed beside her, saying with utmost reverence, "Please, Holy One, draw your sword."

In an instant, the Sacred Sword emitted a dazzling light, and the woman in white immediately formed a sword incantation with her hands. The Sacred Sword flew out with a clang and landed in her hand.

"Slay the heavens and shatter the earth, break through the void!"

A dreamlike Sword Qi aura slashed out, easily cleaving through the void barrier and creating a rift in the space in front of it. The other end of the rift was where the sword imprint was located.

The girl discarded the cumbersome hammer that came with her Profound Armor, replaced it with her own sword, took a deep breath, recalled the lines she had been told to say, and repeated, "Black Tortoise, launch!"

The Edict Circuit activated, the booster ignited, and with the support of powerful kinetic energy, the girl transformed into a blue light and rushed into the space-time tunnel, her figure quickly disappearing from sight.

At the other end of the tunnel, the Sword Qi of the Sacred Sword suddenly flew out and merged into Si Ming's ultimate move, adding an indestructible attribute, as if nothing could stop its advance.

A jet-black blade of light, carrying endless sins, cleaved through the sky and collided with the Torrent of Sword Qi energy. The result was that the blade was easily shattered into pieces, like glass falling to the ground.

"How could this be!"

Faced with a life-threatening variable, the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King could no longer remain calm. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly threw the Purple Primal Emperor Slash to the ground. Then, he crossed his arms in front of him, lowered his head to protect his vital parts, and at the same time, disregarding the backlash of his ultimate move, he activated the remaining Power of Anomalies to condense a thick wall of energy in front of him.

However, all his efforts were meaningless in the face of the Torrent holy Sword Qi. The energy barrier that was strong enough to withstand the ultimate move of the Spirit Transformation was instantly crushed, and then he was swallowed up as well. The indestructible Sword Qi cut through his flesh, leaving him riddled with holes, as if he had been riddled with holes by a heavy machine gun. His whole body was full of holes, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Even the King of Monsters would need several days to heal from such an injury, and he certainly doesn't have that kind of time now.

Si Ming roared, "Hongdou, now!"

Golden lotuses bloomed rapidly from the ground, as if a scene from the fake Seven Stars Palace had been recreated. Hongdou emerged from the golden lotus, wielding the Crimson Blood Divine Blade, and channeled all her power, transforming into a streak of light as she soared into the sky.

The Purple-Pupiled Spirit King tried to stop him, but his body, riddled with holes like a fishing net, had no strength left. His hands were only halfway raised when the Crimson Blood Divine Blade pierced through his chest.

"Sorry..."

Even though Hongdou had already made up her mind, the other party was, after all, her only remaining blood relative, and she couldn't help but feel guilty when the time came.

Si Ming below let out a long breath. The pressure of dealing with a Void Returning Realm expert was immense. Even though the opponent's Cultivation Body was suppressed, it still felt like walking a tightrope on a cliff. One wrong step and it would be annihilation.

"It's finally over. I've lived up to everyone's expectations... Wait! Why hasn't his aura weakened? Instead, it's become even stronger?"

"You think you can kill me completely with just this? You're being far too naive!"

This time it was Si Ming's turn to change his expression. "Could this tone have a second form?"

Chapter 397 The Sword's Coldness that Could Topple Cities

The flesh at the wound of the Purple-Pupiled Spirit King writhed, growing tumors, and more tumors formed on top of these, accumulating and overlapping. Thus, his body was like a balloon being inflated, rapidly expanding.