A Hand Could Turn the Waves Beneath Heaven

An axe and a sword, one before the other, streaked across the Grasslands at a speed that seemed to pierce layer upon layer of space. Their beams twined together, then parted, as they swept over the snow-covered earth. Beneath them stretched heaving waves and icebergs everywhere, some crystal-clear, others lost in a vast expanse of white.

Suddenly, a sword beam fell from the sky, like a stunning swan from beyond the cosmos, breathtakingly beautiful. Just as expected, it struck the Heaven Punishing Axe, halting it in its tracks. It cleaved through the hazy light and extinguished most of the flames and lightning.

Master Lu caught up in an instant. His sword flashed, splitting into fine, imperceptible rays. In the blink of an eye, they miraculously seeped through the remaining defenses, each one striking Guerduo's Heavenly Punishment Treasure Body.

Without a sound, the Heavenly Punishment Treasure Body began to collapse, starting from its tiniest structures. Guerduo's aura rapidly faded.

Just then, the Heaven Punishing Axe blazed with light. Its nine Dao Marks flew out once more, forming a dark Chaos Hole like a vortex and drawing the axe inside. Its terrifying suction forced Master Lu to pull back his sword and hold his ground, lest his Dharmakaya be torn apart and crushed.

Then the Chaos Hole seemed to rise higher, growing ethereal and indistinct, as if it had escaped into a higher plane, such as the Nine Heavens. The sword beam that followed close behind struck nothing but empty air.

The Chaos Hole vanished, and the Heaven Punishing Axe vanished with it.

Master Lu raised his head slightly and saw a handsome man seemingly everywhere in midair. He wore a blue robe, his expression calm and unruffled, his eyes indifferent and weathered by time. It was Su Wuming.

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