Huff, huff! The Six-Eared Ape Lord panted heavily. Both he and the giant axe in his hand were now in disarray, their auras chaotic. He had fought his way across the battlefield, trying to shake off Lu Xiaotian's pursuit, but had never managed it.
Instead, Lu Xiaotian had driven him to the end of his rope.
There was respect in Lu Xiaotian's gaze as he watched the Six-Eared Ape Lord. They had fought to this point, and apart from his Dragon Essence, Lu Xiaotian had already brought every other means to bear. Yet he still hadn't managed to expose a weakness in the Six-Eared Ape Lord. He had only worn him down, much like that battle with the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Venerable in the East Sea Dragon Tomb all those years ago.
Whoosh—a sword shadow of soul essence slowly pressed toward the Six-Eared Ape Lord, plunging the entire seabed into darkness.
The expressions of the onlookers—Nine-Ren Mountain, the Scorpion Demon, Yanbei, and the others—shifted. Even the Six-Eared Ape Lord had previously seen Lu Xiaotian's many techniques as formidable, but they had never carried such an almost irresistible pressure.
As soon as the flying sword of soul essence appeared, Lu Xiaotian's uniquely powerful Primordial Spirit, combined with the simultaneous gathering of law power and divine sense, gave it a momentum that seemed to surpass all the other experts present.
It made their souls tremble involuntarily.
"What a powerful soul-slaying sword!" the Six-Eared Ape Lord exclaimed. He then summoned the last of his strength and swung his axe to meet it. He poured every remaining ounce of his life's power into a direct strike against the flying sword of soul essence. At last, the final sword shadow sank between his brows.
After that single sword strike, everything in the deep-sea region fell silent.