Suppression

The sacred sword emerged once more, poised to cleave the Emperor Corpse!

Facing Xu Yang's sacred sword edge, the headless Emperor Corpse was equally decisive. With a raised hand, it struck out another palm carrying the divine might of Extreme Dao.

What Extreme Dao was this?

From life to death, from beginning to end—the ultimate path without limit or end: reincarnation!

That withered, lean, blue-black hand seemed to stir the cycle of all things between heaven and earth, turning countless vital forces into boundless deathly qi. With one palm, it drew death forth, brought the underworld into the world of the living, and transformed the human realm into a Ghost Domain.

With such a strike, life and death reached their extreme. Even a Nine Tribulation True Immortal would perish beneath this divine might and suffer the tribulations of reincarnation.

Yet that Brilliant sacred sword was wholly unaffected. It cleaved into reincarnation, striking head-on against that leathery, withered, stiff blue-black palm and leaving another conspicuous sword wound upon it.

Where the sword passed, wounds remained. Corpse blood spilled out and rose as blue smoke; the power of death was being annihilated, annihilated by vibrant life force.

After suffering this sword wound, the Emperor Corpse did not shrink back as it had before. Instead, it thrust out its black hand, employing the Combat Method as it clashed fiercely with the sword edge.

"Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

The powers of life and death erupted between palm and sword, like the splintering of two worlds. It was a clash of Dao and principle, a slaughter between laws and rules—Heaven Shaking Earth Shattering, grinding all things away. Even space and time shattered, becoming a chaotic and disordered expanse, as though the battle had reached the void beyond the world.

Seeing this, everyone was alarmed. You Su