When Taotie Ancestor struck the corner of Ren Xiaoyao's eye, the flames of hatred in his Blood Moon eyes seemed capable of burning the heavens and earth.
And it burned ever brighter and brighter with an almost frenzied intensity, as if it wanted to vent this hatred to every corner of the entire universe.
The already raging Chaos Power around him now surged and raged wildly, like Ancient Ferocious Beasts breaking free from all restraints.
This Chaos Power was like a surging black tsunami, carrying World-Ending Aura, rushing in with overwhelming force.
It was as if it wanted to mercilessly drag the entire world into that endless Endless Abyss Wu Tian, where everything in the world would be reduced to nothingness in this Primordial Chaos vortex.
Each surge of Chaos Power seemed poised to shatter the barriers of space, emitting a dull yet soul-stirring roar.
This roar echoed continuously across the vast heaven and earth, causing ripples to appear in the void, as if the order of the entire world was crumbling under this roar.
It suddenly raised its head and let out a deafening roar, a roar that seemed to traverse endless time and space, carrying the boundless power of Demon Beast that had existed since the Beginning of Chaos.
In an instant, with it as the center, an energy storm was set off all around that could destroy the world and rewrite the world.
Every inch of space touched by the storm shattered like the thinnest paper or exquisite yet fragile glass.
One after another, bottomless Space Cracks, seemingly leading to an unknown and terrifying world, spread wildly in all directions at an alarming speed.
Within the cracks, eerie and chilling lights flickered, like insatiable, greedy maws that relentlessly devoured all matter and energy around them.
Neither hard rock, flowing air, nor the Spiritual Qi containing mysterious power was spared.
At the edge of the Space Cracks, purple arcs of electricity leaped and exploded wildly, crackling and popping, as if playing an evil symphony for this destructive feast.
Each arc of electricity left a distorted mark on space, as if the dimensions of reality were being wantonly altered by this terrifying power.
Wherever the electric arc passed, the surrounding matter was instantly broken down into the smallest particles and disappeared into Void, leaving not even a trace of its existence, as if it had never existed in this world.
On the ground, the mountains and rivers that had already been razed to the ground in the previous battle were now being mercilessly ravaged once again by this terrifying force.
The massive rock was crushed into the finest powder by this irresistible force, and the dust it raised blotted out the sun.
It was as if a thick haze had enveloped the entire world, making everything dim and gloomy, as if the End of the World had arrived ahead of schedule and all life would be completely wiped out.
The crushed Stone Powder, carried by the immense force, formed massive sandstorms.
The sandstorm was accompanied by a sharp howl, like the cries of countless wronged souls.
Wherever the sandstorm goes, everything is mercilessly ground and eroded; even hard metals are instantly ground into powder and disappear without a trace.
In the core area of the sandstorm, the immense pressure distorts the air, preventing light from propagating normally and creating eerie dark zones.
It was like Black Hole in the real world, swallowing everything around it.
Strange lights and shadows occasionally flash through these dark areas, like trapped souls struggling, or mysterious projections from other dimensions, adding more mystery and terror to this darkness.
Faced with this extremely violent power, Ren Xiaoyao felt as insignificant as a tiny leaf in a storm, fragile and helpless.
Despite his best efforts, pushing his spiritual power to its limit and unleashing the various exquisite Movement Method and defensive moves he had practiced in his daily life.
However, under the dual pressure of the invincible aura and terrifying power displayed by the Taotie Ancestor, it could only retreat step by step, powerless to fight back.
His clothes were torn into countless pieces by the powerful airflow, scattered like snowflakes on the war-torn land.
His body was covered with shocking, deep wounds that revealed the bone, and bright red blood kept gushing from the wounds, splashing wildly in the wind and staining the war-torn land beneath his feet.
Blood gushed from the wound, each drop splashing a tiny flower on the ground before being swept away by the gust of wind, as if telling the story of the fierce battle.
Although his eyes still burned with a flame of determination and unyielding spirit, a faint ripple of despair stirred deep within his heart in the face of the absolute dominance displayed by the Taotie Ancestor.
The despair, like a black fog, gradually spread in his heart, trying to erode his will, but with his indomitable spirit, he struggled to hold on to the light of hope within him.
With each breath, he felt excruciating pain from his wounds, yet he gritted his teeth, refusing to collapse. His mind was filled with images of the people and things he wanted to protect.
These memories, like twinkling stars, illuminated his path in the darkness.
The Taotie Ancestor keenly caught the hint of despair in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes, and let out a burst of mocking and triumphant laughter.
The laughter seemed to come from the deepest Nine Nether Hell, carrying endless gloom and chill, sending shivers down one's spine and making one's soul tremble.
The laughter echoed in the air, transforming into invisible sound waves that impacted everything around it. Wherever it reached, the space rippled, as if distorted and deformed by the terrifying laughter.
Where the sound waves passed, some mysterious runes hidden in the crevices of space appeared. These runes flickered with a faint light, seemingly resisting this evil power, but eventually faded and disappeared under the impact of the laughter.
Immediately afterwards, it swung its giant claw, and the Chaos Power wrapped around it instantly condensed into an enormous black Demon Hand.
The Demon Hand, with overwhelming force, viciously grabbed at Ren Xiaoyao.
Wherever the Demon Hand passed, space seemed to be distorted and deformed by an invisible yet malevolent hand.
The surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to be pulled by a powerful suction force, like moths drawn to a flame, rushing into the Demon Hand Demon Hand, causing its power to increase several times in a short period of time, and the destructive power it contained to become even more terrifying.
Above the Demon Hand, Chaos Power surged and churned, forming black vortexes. Each vortex contained a powerful Devouring Power, attempting to engulf everything around it and crush it completely.
Inside the vortex, the rules of time and space are completely broken. All matter is broken down into its most basic particles and then swallowed by endless darkness.
At the edges of these vortexes, strange Energy Turbulence Energy Turbulence erupts, cutting tiny cracks in space wherever it goes, and instantly corroding the surrounding matter.
At the critical moment, a strong, almost frantic, will to survive surged within Ren Xiaoyao.
He knew perfectly well that if he didn't fight with all his might in this desperate situation, he would surely perish here today, and there would be no hope for peace and tranquility in the world.
He endured the waves of excruciating pain coursing through his body, took a deep breath, and tried to mobilize every last bit of hidden spiritual power within him, concentrating it all on the longsword in his hand.
At this moment, his consciousness was highly focused, as if he had entered a wondrous state of ethereal and transcendent awareness.
In this state, he completely forgot all the noise around him, and the whole world seemed to consist only of him and the Demon Hand reaching for him.
His eyes were fixed on the every move of the Demon Hand, and time seemed to slow down at that moment.
He could clearly see the flow of Chaos Power on the Demon Hand and feel the Destructive Aura contained within it; every detail was magnified infinitely in his perception.
His heartbeat was exceptionally clear in the silent world, each beat infusing him with strength, supporting him as he prepared for the final battle.
His thoughts raced in that brief moment, recalling every moment of his cultivation, all the hardships and sweat he had endured, which now transformed into a firm belief in his heart, making him even more convinced that he could defeat the formidable enemy before him.
Just as the Demon Hand was about to seize him, Ren Xiaoyao unleashed a roar that resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
This roar contained his indomitable struggle against fate and his fearless courage in the face of a powerful enemy.
With that roar, he swung his longsword forward, unleashing a self-created move that combined his profound understanding of the World Laws gained through long-term cultivation with all his spiritual power—" Heaven and Earth Unity Slash ".
This sword strike embodied all his strength and conviction, containing a boundless power akin to the World Creation.
When the sword was drawn, its light was dazzling and blinding, like a golden lightning bolt that swept across the dark and oppressive sky with unstoppable force, slashing straight at the black Demon Hand.
Within the golden Sword Qi, mysterious runes flickered. These runes were his understanding and interpretation of the World Laws. Each rune contained powerful energy, and they intertwined and merged with each other, making the Sword Qi energy even more powerful.
As the runes flickered, they exuded a sacred aura, a stark contrast to the Primordial Chaos and evil power of the Taotie Ancestor, as if to bring this dark world back to light.
Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the surrounding space was instantly purified. The space that was originally distorted by the Chaos Power gradually returned to normal, and the areas shrouded in darkness were also torn open by the Sword Qi, allowing a sliver of light to shine through.
"Boom!" A deafening roar suddenly rang out, a sound that seemed capable of shattering the very foundation of the world, as if heaven and earth trembled in that instant.
The golden Sword Qi clashed violently with the black Demon Hand, unleashing an unparalleled energy ripple powerful enough to destroy everything.
The ripples, centered on the two of them, spread wildly outwards like surging waves.
Wherever the ripples reached, space was completely shattered, and the already broken earth suffered another severe blow, with huge, Bottomless Ravines torn open.
Within the ravines, various mysterious lights shimmered, as if these ravines were gateways to different worlds, with endless unknowns and dangers hidden behind each light.
The light was interspersed with strange energy fluctuations. These fluctuations intertwined and triggered a series of chain reactions, causing the surrounding space to twist and deform continuously, as if the whole world had fallen into a chaotic Space-time Vortex.
Amidst the chaotic energy fluctuations, ancient and mysterious auras faintly emerged, seemingly awakening certain beings slumbering deep within the world. They emitted low roars, adding even more mystery to the battle.
These dormant beings seemed to have their seals broken by this powerful force, and their aura gradually spread, making the atmosphere of the entire battlefield even more solemn, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching the course of this battle.
The Taotie Ancestor clearly did not expect that Ren Xiaoyao could unleash such unimaginable power under such dire circumstances.
Its massive, mountain-like body was forced to retreat repeatedly by the powerful impact.
For the first time, a look of fear flashed in its eyes, but this fear was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, fleeting and quickly replaced by an even more intense anger.
It let out a roar that was even more frenzied and shrill than before, and every hair on its body stood on end, each hair seemingly infused with evil power, shimmering with an eerie black light.
Countless black runes appeared on its surface, like Ancient Incantations, swirling and flowing, as if telling evil secrets from ancient times, or summoning an even more powerful Dark Power.
As the runes flickered, they exuded a suffocating sense of oppression; the surrounding air seemed to solidify under this power, becoming viscous and heavy.
It once again gathered all its Demon Beast power, preparing to launch a final attack. This attack was determined to completely destroy Ren Xiaoyao and wash away the humiliation it had just suffered.
Around its body, energy surged wildly, forming a huge Black Energy Ball. The energy sphere contained the power to destroy everything and constantly emitted a low rumble, as if foreshadowing a terrible disaster to come.
Black lightning bolts continuously shot out from the surface of the energy sphere, striking the surrounding space. Each bolt tore a huge rift in space, from which endless dark energy surged forth.
These dark auras seemed to be mixed with the cries of some sealed evil souls, struggling in the darkness, trying to break free of their restraints with the help of the Taotie Ancestor and return to wreak havoc on the world.
However, Ren Xiaoyao took advantage of this brief interval to endure his extreme fatigue and pain and quickly adjust his condition.
He clearly felt that the spiritual energy within his body was almost completely depleted after that sword strike.
But his belief in protecting world peace grew ever stronger and brighter, like a beacon in the darkness.
He knew that this was the last chance to decide his life or death, and he had to fight with all his might without the slightest hesitation.
He slowly closed his eyes, immersing himself completely in the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, attempting to establish a deeper and closer connection with nature, and to use the Infinite Power of nature to launch his final counterattack.
In his perception, the surrounding Spiritual Qi was like agile sprites, flowing slowly around him. He tried to feel its rhythm and listen to its whispers, attempting to find a glimmer of opportunity to break through his predicament.
His consciousness drifted slowly in the ocean of Spiritual Qi, engaging in a soul-to-soul dialogue with every wisp of spiritual Spiritual Qi. Gradually, he felt the primal and powerful force deep within nature, as if he had touched the very origin of the world.
He seemed to hear the heartbeat of the mountains and rivers, and feel the rhythm of the sun, moon and stars. These natural forces gathered in his heart, infusing him with a brand new power.
At this critical and juncture, Ren Xiaoyao sensed a mysterious and powerful force slowly rising from the depths of his body.
This power carried an ancient and profound aura, as if it had transcended countless years. It seemed to be an innate instinct deep within his soul, or a mysterious power that had been sealed away for countless years and was finally awakened.
It is like a dragon that has been sleeping for a long time, slowly awakening and exuding a powerful aura.
He suddenly opened his eyes, which gleamed with a strange and dazzling light.
At that moment, he was pleasantly surprised to find that he had an unprecedented control over the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.
As soon as a thought crossed his mind, the surrounding Spiritual Qi surged towards him like a raging tide.
A massive vortex of spiritual energy rapidly formed in front of him.
Within this vortex lies the power of various elements: the fluidity of wind, the heat of fire, the gentleness of water, and the weight of earth, all intertwined and fused together, radiating a powerful and awe-inspiring aura.
At the center of the vortex, light shone brightly, and various elemental forces collided and merged fiercely, forming a new and more powerful force, waiting for Ren Xiaoyao to master it.
Under the influence of this force, the surrounding environment also underwent a miraculous change. The land, which had been ravaged, began to show signs of life. Withered plants regained their green color, and babbling streams appeared on the parched land, as if nature was helping Ren Xiaoyao to fight back.
The surrounding Spiritual Qi, like joyful dancers, swirled and leaped around him, constantly supplying him with power, gradually restoring his vitality, and slowly easing his fatigue.
At the same time, the Taotie Ancestor also completed its energy accumulation.
It took a sudden step forward, and the earth trembled as it landed, as if it could not withstand its terrifying power.
Huge cracks instantly appeared on the ground, spreading outwards like a spider web, spewing out scorching magma, as if the earth's anger had been ignited at that moment.
Where the lava flowed, everything was instantly melted; rocks and soil turned into a red-hot liquid under the high temperature, emitting a pungent odor.
It raised its claws high, the tips gleaming with a chilling light, and slammed them down at Ren Xiaoyao.
This strike gathered all its power, carrying a terrifying aura capable of destroying everything and reshaping the world.
Wherever the Claw Shadow passed, space was completely torn apart, forming a huge Black Holes.
This void is like Black Hole in the universe, radiating endless Devouring Power, as if it wants to mercilessly swallow the entire world, and everything in the world will turn into Void within this Black Hole.
Around the void, space was distorted beyond recognition, and light was strangely refracted, creating all sorts of eerie light and shadow, as if one had entered a distorted other-dimensional space.
In this alternate dimension, the flow of time becomes chaotic and disordered, sometimes passing rapidly and sometimes slowly stagnating, plunging people's consciousness into confusion.
Everything around was pulled by the power of the Black Hole and gradually sucked into it. Even the powerful Spiritual Energy Vortex gradually deformed and dissipated under the Black Hole's gravity.
Ren Xiaoyao was not afraid at all. He gripped the longsword tightly with both hands and poured all the Spiritual Qi he had gathered into the sword in an exquisite way.
Then, he leaped high into the air, drawing a graceful and firm arc as he approached the Taotie Ancestor.
His body transformed into a dazzling beam of light in mid-air, a light that contained his intense desire for victory, his tenacious struggle against fate, and his unwavering belief in the future.
Wherever the light reached, it seemed to dispel all the darkness in the world, carrying Infinite Power and determination, piercing straight into the chest of the Taotie Ancestor.
The moment he leaped into the air, the surrounding air was pushed aside by his force, forming ring-shaped air waves that spread outwards. Wherever the air waves passed, the dust on the ground was swirled high into the air, forming a huge cloud of dust.
Amidst the dust and mist, various mysterious runes could be faintly seen flickering. These runes were extensions of Ren Xiaoyao's power, resonating with his attacks and enhancing their power.
As he approached, he could feel the immense pressure emanating from the Taotie Ancestor, but his conviction remained as firm as steel, unwavering in the slightest.
"Pfft!" A muffled sound, carrying a hint of relief, rang out as the longsword pierced the body of the Taotie Ancestor.
The Taotie Ancestor let out an extremely shrill scream, a scream that seemed to pierce the soul, filling the hearts of those who heard it with sorrow.
Its body trembled violently, and the Black Runes that had surrounded its body dimmed instantly, like a candle flame about to go out.
The violent Chaos Power surrounding him receded rapidly like a tide.
Its massive body slowly collapsed under this fatal blow, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
The dust billowing in the air seemed like a final lament for this fierce battle.
Mixed in the dust were fragments scattered from the shattered body of the Taotie Ancestor. These fragments shimmered with a faint light, gradually losing their vitality.
The moment the Taotie Ancestor fell, a powerful energy wave spread outwards...