Six Avatars Strike Together, Pinning the Traitor Down

"Gulp."

At the very bottom of the Sword Graveyard, the fake Xuanming Patriarch opened his mouth and stuffed the severed limb of the Mother Empress, who had swallowed the eighth Heaven-Stepping Token, into his throat.

His cheeks bulged out, and the veins in his neck turned grayish-black, protruding from the skin.

A ten-zhang-long, snow-white bone spur spurted upwards along his spine, piercing through the Purple Gold Daoist Robe of the Supreme Elder of Mount Shu.

Boom.

The fourth kalpa, the Five Tribulations, and the sixth kalpa.

The fake Xuanming Patriarch's aura surged all the way up, stopping directly at the peak of the sixth tribulation.

Six gray-black Tribulation Ring, wrapped with white bone spurs, opened up behind his head, causing the stone walls of the entire Sword Graveyard to crack inch by inch.

As soon as Chen Changqing rushed into the entrance of the Sword Graveyard, he was hit head-on by the oppressive aura of a peak sixth tribulation cultivator.

What the hell? This old beast swallowed the Mother Empress's severed limb?

It seems he completely sided with the Ruin Clan a hundred years ago, and he's even tired of being human.

We must stop him immediately; we cannot allow him to Heaven-Stepping Token.

"After 30,000 years, this fragment of the Mother Empress's essence has finally seen the light of day."

The fake Xuanming Patriarch twisted his neck, and his bones cracked.

He raised his hands, his fingernails growing three feet long, and grabbed at the stone walls surrounding the Sword Graveyard.

"The Void-Transformation Great Formation, activate!"

Buzz.

The 100,000 swords belonging to the ancestors of Mount Shu throughout the ages, which were stuck in the Sword Graveyard, trembled violently at the same time.

The gray-black Ruin Qi that was originally suppressed at the bottom of the Sword Graveyard surged out wildly through the cracks in the Earth Veins and wrapped around the blades of the Ancient Swords.

The ancestral Divine Sense engraved on the sword hilt were struck by the Ruin Qi, and they emitted a series of mournful cries.

"Once all 100,000 fragments of immortal Immortal Swords are refined into Ruin Soldier, the entire Mount Shu will become the coordinates for guiding the Red Ruin King Court."

The fake Xuanming Patriarch grinned, and all his teeth turned into fine bone spurs.

Chen Changqing continued walking, with Avatar six avatars lined up behind him.

This guy actually wants to use 100,000 ancestral swords as the base of the formation.

We must first interrupt his formation, otherwise once the coordinates of the Red Ruin King Court are established, the entire Mount Shu will be doomed.

"Don't even think about it."

The Heavenly Origin Patriarch had fallen in the corner of the altar, suddenly propped himself up.

A large hole was ripped out of his back, and blood flowed down his clothes and onto the ground, but he still drew the sword from his waist and staggered toward the center of the formation.

"Xuanming, even if I were to self-destruct my Primordial Spirit, I would not allow you to destroy the swords of our ancestors."

The Heavenly Origin Patriarch's Qi and Blood surged in reverse, and the four Tribulation Rings behind his head simultaneously lit up with red light, directly colliding with the back of the fake Xuanming Patriarch.

"Self-destruct? You think you're worthy with that crippled body?"

Without even turning his head, the fake Xuanming Patriarch reached back with a claw.

The speed of someone at the peak of the sixth tribulation is extremely fast.

Before Heavenly Origin Patriarch could even react, his left shoulder blade was pierced by five Root Bone claws.

Puff.

A mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs spurted from Heavenly Origin Patriarch's mouth. He was lifted into the air, and the self-destruct aura that had just been gathered in his body instantly dissipated.

"Heavenly Origin, we've been fellow disciples for thousands of years. Today, I'll give you a quick death."

The fake Xuanming Patriarch brought his five fingers together, transforming them into a bone knife, and thrust it directly towards the Heavenly Origin Patriarch's brow Sea of Consciousness.

At this moment, Chen Changqing's true form and his six Avatars were still a hundred feet away from the bottom altar.

The bone knife was about to pierce the head of the Heavenly Origin Patriarch.

Chen Changqing's heart tightened.

Even at full speed, a distance of a hundred zhang would be too short by half a breath.

Are we just going to stand by and watch the Heavenly Origin Patriarch die here?

No, he still had the protective Token given to him by the Heavenly Origin Patriarch, which contained his Divine Sense at its peak. He could use it to detonate and block the attack.

Chen Changqing suddenly reached into his robes with his left hand and pulled out the Heavenly Origin Token that the Heavenly Origin Patriarch had given him years ago, clenching it tightly with his five fingers.

"Click."

The Jade Token shattered into powder on the spot.

"Take half a breath for me."

Buzz.

A beam of starlight exploded directly from the body of the Heavenly Origin Patriarch.

That was thirty percent of the peak Divine Sense that the Heavenly Origin Patriarch had sealed within the Token during his early, prime years.

His Divine Sense transformed into a ten-zhang-tall star-shaped dharma Faxiang, which stood horizontally in front of Heavenly Origin Patriarch, its hands firmly blocking the bone knife that the fake Xuanming Patriarch was about to stab down.

"Clang."

The bone knife slashed into the chest of the Starry Sky Faxiang, sparks flying everywhere.

Thirty percent of his Divine Sense was no match for the full force of a peak sixth-tribulation cultivator's attack. It only lasted for half a breath before cracks appeared on its surface, and with a bang, it exploded into a sky full of starlight.

But half a breath is enough.

Boom!

The stone wall of the Sword Graveyard passage collapsed, and Chen Changqing, enveloped in billowing blood and evil energy, stepped onto the altar.

The six Avatars followed closely behind, completely surrounding the bottom stone pit.

The fake Xuanming Patriarch felt a chill run down his spine. The bone knife that was originally aimed at Heavenly Origin Patriarch's brow suddenly changed its move, grabbing Heavenly Origin Patriarch's neck and shielding him in front of himself.

"Stop."

The fake Xuanming Patriarch roared and stomped heavily on the core of the Void-Transformation Great Formation with his left foot.

The surrounding 100,000 Ancient Swords, shrouded in the Ruin Qi, simultaneously turned their tips, aiming at the inner Inner Sect of Mount Shu above the altar.

"Chen Changqing, if you dare take another step forward, I will immediately crush the Primordial Spirit of the Heavenly Origin Patriarch and then detonate these 100,000 Ancient Swords."

The fake Xuanming Patriarch wore a compassionate expression, but his voice was chillingly cold.

"These 100,000 Ancient Swords are connected to the Earth Vein of the 72 peaks of Mount Shu. If they self-destruct, none of the thousands of Mount Shu disciples on them will survive. Weren't you very protective of your own outside the mountain gate just now? Now step back and obediently cripple your cultivation, and I might spare Heavenly Origin's dog life."

"Changqing, forget about me, kill him quickly!"

The Heavenly Origin Patriarch's neck was being strangled with a cracking sound, his old face turning a deep liver color, as he desperately squeezed out a few words through his teeth.

Chen Changqing stopped in his tracks, his right hand, which was holding the Immortal Execution Sword, hanging down at his side.

This beast swallowed the Mother Empress's severed limb; its core essence must be hidden somewhere in her body.

Even if we don't find and eliminate the core in one fell swoop, just cutting off his head won't stop him from being reborn through the Void-Transformation Great Formation.

Moreover, Heavenly Origin Patriarch is still in his hands; a direct assault would definitely not be enough to save him in time.

First, we must use the magic mirror to reveal his fatal weakness, then freeze time and space to snatch back the Heavenly Origin Patriarch, and finally have the six Avatars work together to pierce through his core.

"Are you threatening me with the life of an elder of Mount Shu?"

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Chen Changqing flipped his left hand, and the High-grade Immortal Artifact, the Grand Void Illuminating Spirit Mirror, which he had obtained from the Heavenly Void Grand Tournament, hovered directly above his head.

"According to."

Buzz.

A beam of bluish-green light descended, piercing directly through the fake Xuanming Patriarch's skin and flesh, as well as his gray-black Tribulation Ring.

Under the reflection of the mirror, three inches below the left rib of the fake Xuanming Patriarch, a fist-sized ball of white flesh was enveloping the eighth Heaven-Stepping Token and throbbing violently.

Sure enough, it's here.

The core of the Mother Empress is located on her left rib.

"You're asking for it."

The fake Xuanming Patriarch sensed something was wrong and suddenly tightened his grip on Heavenly Origin Patriarch's neck with his right hand.

"Certainly."

A brilliant blue light shone from the top of Chen Changqing's head, and Fragment of the Creation Jade Disk shot into the sky.

The Law of Time and Space pressed down instantly.

The gray-black Ruin Qi within a radius of ten zhang, along with the fake Xuanming Patriarch's exertion of force with his fingers, all stopped in place.

His cultivation at the peak of the Six Tribulations Realm was too strong; the Jade Plate of Creation could only trap him for three breaths.

The matter must be completed within these three breaths.

The first breath is to save the person; the second breath is to prepare the gun; the third breath is to nail him to death.

First breath.

Chen Changqing took a step forward, grabbed Heavenly Origin Patriarch's shoulder, pulled him out from under the bone claws, stuffed a Nine-Turn Soul Returning Pill into his hand, and threw it behind the passage.

The person has been rescued; now it's time to take the old dog's life.

Second breath.

The six avatars of the First Tribulation Pure Yang Avatar were surrounding them simultaneously put away their swords and hammers.

You can't break through the defense of a peak sixth-level expert with just a sword and hammer; you need to switch to the most penetrating spear technique and concentrate all your power on one point.

With a thought, Chen Changqing sent the Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear from the Heaven-Stepping Ring into the hands of the first Avatar, while the other five Avatars each condensed a ten-zhang-long crimson gold spear with Pure Yang Immortal Essence.

Six Avatars, twelve eyes simultaneously locked onto the left rib of the fake Xuanming Patriarch.

"Immortal-Extinguishing Three Spears: Monarch-Slaying, Earth-Immortal Slaughter, Heavenly-Immortal Execution."

The six sounds overlapped, causing the entire underground stone pit to vibrate and hum.

Third breath.

The spacetime confinement of the Jade Plate of Creation had just loosened when the fake Xuanming Patriarch's eyes had only rolled halfway around.

Puff, puff, puff.

Six spears, carrying the destructive Spear Intent of the Eight Desolations, pierced his left rib three inches deep without any sequence of thrusts.

The first shot pierced through the six gray-black Tribulation Ring.

The second shot shattered the white bone spikes.

The next four shots pierced directly into the ball of flesh of the Mother Empress, sending the fake Xuanming Patriarch flying and pinning him hard against the tablets of the Mount Shu Ancestors deep within the Sword Graveyard.

"Ah--"

The fake Xuanming Patriarch screamed in agony, his six bony arms desperately clawing at the shaft of the spear in front of his chest, black demonic blood gushing down the blood groove of the Dragon-Patterned Sky-Splitting Spear.

"How could you possibly see through the Mother Empress's true nature...?"

Chen Changqing breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the fake Xuanming Patriarch nailed to the memorial tablet.

With his core locked down by six long spears, let's see how he can turn the tide now.

Now it's time to Heaven-Stepping Token.

"In your next life, remember to hide your heart well."

Chen Changqing walked up to him and plunged his right hand directly into the open wound on his left rib.