A blue-gray streak of light tore through the darkness of the underground cave as Cheng Xi stepped onto the Solitary Wood Suspension Bridge and descended upon the bone altar! Rampaging Chaos Sword Essence surged and roared within him under the restraint of the Tongtian Origin Mark. Chaos churned in his left eye, while sword light split the air from his right, both fixed fiercely on the hideous claw breaking out of the shell!
"Cheng Xi?!" Lu Buwei's shock instantly turned savage. "You little bastard! You dare trespass upon the Holy Lord's altar? You're courting death!" he roared sharply, frantically activating the secret art within his body as he tried to draw upon the altar's power! The black-robed demonic person also shrieked, black qi rolling all over him as countless Blood God Spawns screamed and pounced toward Cheng Xi!
Yet Cheng Xi did not even look at them! In his eyes, there was only that Dark Gold demon egg, pulsating to the extreme and about to give birth to a world-destroying fiendish fetus!
"Demon! How dare you bring calamity upon the world!"
Cheng Xi howled, his voice shaking the underground cave! He raised two fingers like a sword, pouring the newly born Chaos Sword Essence within him, mixed with the power of the Tongtian Origin Mark, into the Qingping Sword Sheath without reserve!
"Clang—!!!"
An unprecedented sword cry, as though it would tear apart the primordial universe, erupted from the sheath! It was no longer clear and resonant, but filled with the roar of chaos and Sky-Severing fury! A brilliant sword qi condensed to the extreme, blue-gray with chaos, shot skyward from the mouth of the sheath!
The sword qi was not large, only three feet long, yet it emitted a terrifying aura that distorted the entire underground space and made it wail! Chaos Qi churned along its edges, as if connected to an unknown source of destruction; Sky-Severing Edge pulsed from its blade, carrying the resolve to sever every shackle of order!
This sword was the first harmony between the Chaos Origin Point and the Sky-Severing Sword Intent! It was Cheng Xi's first trial of the sharpness of his newly formed Dao foundation! More than that, it was the fire of vengeance ignited for the warriors of the Wu Tribe and the people of Xianyang!
"Sever—!"
Cheng Xi swung his sword fingers fiercely toward the Dark Gold demon egg at the top of the altar!
Ignoring the distance through space, the blue-gray Chaos sword qi instantly appeared above the demon egg! Carrying the will to annihilate all things, it struck down viciously!
"Roar—!!!"
A terrifying howl mixed with shock, anger, and brutality came from within the demon egg! The hideous claw that had broken through the shell shot upward, black-red evil qi solidifying at its tips as it attempted to meet that destroying sword head-on!
Boom—!!!
The sword qi and claw collided violently!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a shrill screech that set teeth on edge as laws violently annihilated and dissolved at the law level! The blue-gray Chaos sword qi and the black-red evil qi clashed and tore at each other madly! The seemingly indestructible hideous claw had met its nemesis beneath the sword qi, its tough scales visibly eroding and dissolving!
"Aoo—!" A pained roar came from within the demon egg! The claw violently trembled, and the black-red evil qi rapidly dimmed!
"Holy Lord!" The black-robed demonic person's eyes nearly split apart. Ignoring everything else, he spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, turning it into a sticky blood shield before the demon egg! Lu Buwei's face also turned deathly pale as he frantically activated the filthy blood runes flowing across the altar, attempting to reinforce the demon egg's defenses!
Screech!
The Chaos sword qi was unstoppable! The blood shield was torn apart like paper! After flashing violently, the filthy blood runes shattered inch by inch! The remaining sword qi struck hard against the Dark Gold eggshell!
Crack, crack, crack—!!!
Heart-palpitating cracking sounds rang out in rapid succession! Vast spider-web-like cracks instantly spread from the sword mark across the incomparably tough Dark Gold eggshell! Thick, fetid Dark Gold fluid gushed from the cracks! The brutal howl inside the egg turned into a pained wail!
"Pfft!" Cheng Xi too seemed to suffer a heavy blow, suddenly spitting out blood! The backlash power from forcibly wielding immature strength to unleash that killing sword instantly swept through his whole body! His meridians felt as if countless blades were slicing through them, while Chaos Sword Essence rampaged and crashed within him. If not for the Tongtian Origin Mark and the phantom blue lotus all over him fiercely protecting his Heart Meridian and Dao foundation, he would have long since exploded to death! His body swayed, and he fell from the phantom Solitary Wood Suspension Bridge. He dropped to one knee and used the Qingping Sword Sheath to support himself fiercely, barely managing to remain standing.
"The Holy Lord's shell... cracked?!" Looking at the giant egg covered with cracks and flowing fluid, the black-robed demonic person seemed to have had his spine ripped out and collapsed limply to the ground.
Lu Buwei was even more drained of color, his eyes filled with disbelief, terror, and despair! His greatest reliance, the Holy Lord he had painstakingly nurtured at the cost of countless lives, had actually been severely wounded by Cheng Xi's single sword strike?!
However, just as Cheng Xi had exhausted his strength and the two people despaired—
"Roar—!!!"
From within the cracked demon egg came an explosion of roaring, far more brutal and crazed than before, filled with extreme hatred and the desire for destruction! Two scarlet, blood-red evil eyes as large as millstones suddenly lit up within the cracks in the shell!
An even more terrifying and chaotic ferocious aura, as though it would drag the entire primordial world into an abyss of destruction, erupted like a volcano, violently breaking free of the eggshell's restraints and sweeping outward!
The eggshell completely shattered!
Xianyang, before Zhangtai Palace.
The battle had entered its most brutal stage. The palace gate had been destroyed, and the jade steps were stained with blood! The corpses of the elite soldiers and the severed limbs of the demonically transformed imperial guards lay mixed together, covering the square. The air was thick with blood and the stench of burning flesh.
Meng Tian was drenched in blood, his armor shattered, his left arm hanging limply at his side. He was clearly severely injured. His right hand gripped a broken Long Ge as he and the few dozen remaining elite soldiers formed ranks back-to-back, fiercely protecting the tightly shut palace gate behind them. Before them surged wave after wave of endlessly slaughtered demonically transformed monsters!
Even more terrifying were the tiny Blood God Spawns in the air. Like Bone-Clinging Maggots, they constantly searched for chances to pounce upon the exhausted soldiers and turn them into new monsters!
"Hold firm! Fight for the Great King!" Meng Tian roared hoarsely, though his voice carried exhaustion he could not conceal. His comrades fell one after another, and their defensive line kept shrinking.
Suddenly!
An indescribable stirring from deep within his bloodline swept over Meng Tian's whole body without warning! It was as though some ancient being slumbering since antiquity had been startled awake by the upheaval in the external world and released its first furious roar! This stirring was majestic and vast, carrying the weight of world-creating and an extreme loathing for chaos!
"This is..." Meng Tian abruptly raised his head and looked toward Mount Li, disbelief blazing in his eyes!
At the Same Time!
Boom—!!!
The heavy, tightly shut palace gate of Zhangtai Palace was blasted open from within by an irresistible immense force! Splintered wood shot in every direction like sharp arrows!
A figure slowly emerged from the shattered palace gate.
Ying Zheng!
He was still clad in black, yet countless fine and intricate dragon-scale patterns, flowing with a Dark Gold sheen, had faintly appeared upon his robes! The Tai'a Sword clenched in hand hummed Violently, while the Purple-Gold Dragon Qi coiled around it was no longer a phantom, but had nearly condensed into substance! A terrifying pressure, heavy as mountains and imposing as a prison, carrying the force of iron cavalry crushing through rivers and mountains, spread out from him like an awakened ancient god!
The moment that pressure descended, every demonically transformed monster in the square froze! Instinctive fear, originating from the level of life itself, appeared in their scarlet eyes!
Ying Zheng slowly raised his head. His face remained cold and stern, but his deep-pool eyes had now completely Turned into pure, majestic dragon eyes burning with Dark Gold flames!
"You filthy beasts..." Ying Zheng spoke in a low voice, yet it was like a dragon's roar from the nine heavens, containing rage that could not be washed away even by the waters of the Five Lakes and Four Seas, along with supreme majesty. "And you dare... lay hands on my Xianyang?!"
He took a step forward!
Boom!
The jade ground beneath his feet instantly cracked and sank! A Dark Gold dragon-shaped burst of qi, condensed almost into substance and wrapped in violet lightning, roared out from where he stepped. Like a plow tearing through a den, it slammed fiercely into the dense horde of monsters ahead!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dozens of demonically transformed monsters standing before the dragon-shaped qi, regardless of their size, exploded instantly as though struck by an invisible Giant Hammer! They Turned into foul blood mist filling the sky! The dragon-shaped qi did not slow. Wherever it passed, monsters fell in sheets, forcibly plowing a passage paved with flesh and blood through the wave-like enemy horde!
"An... Ancestor Dragon?!" Meng Tian trembled all over with excitement as he looked at that figure, like a deity descending into the world, and felt the resonance and pressure originating from deep in his bloodline! The surviving soldiers of the elite battalion erupted into ecstatic cries at having survived disaster!
"Long live the Great King!"
"Kill! Kill all these demons!"
Ying Zheng—or rather, the King of Qin, whose Ancestor Dragon True Spirit had begun to awaken—held the humming Tai'a Sword as his dragon eyes swept across the square of corpses and blood. They finally fixed on the Beacon Tower burning with black flames in the distance, as well as the direction of the Shady Ravine of Mount Li. Rage and icy Killing Intent intertwined in his eyes.
"Lu Buwei... the demon egg..." His dragon-roar-like voice carried bone-piercing coldness. "And... Cheng Xi..."
He had sensed it! He had sensed the earth-shattering collision from the direction of Mount Li! He had sensed that familiar power erupting with chaos and sharpness! He had also sensed... an even more terrifying, Even More Chaotic ferocity awakening!
"Meng Tian!"
"This general is here!" Meng Tian endured the pain and straightened his back.
"Hold fast at the palace gate! Clear out the remaining enemies!" Ying Zheng's voice allowed no doubt. "Wait for me... to personally go to Mount Li and end all of this!" Before his words had faded, his body moved, Turning into a Dark Gold dragon-shaped streak of light. Carrying the force of wind and thunder, he shot through the sky toward Mount Li!
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