"Haah, exhilarating—truly exhilarating! Longevity either does not make a move, or when he does, it is on such a grand scale. Longevity must already be invincible in this world, right?"
"So long as those old monsters do not emerge, he indeed has the right to call himself invincible. Even I would meet a bitter end beneath this move of his."
"White represents life, black represents death. When black and white intertwine, they become the most vicious killing intent between heaven and earth."
"Strong—far too strong."
The elders from the various great factions wore expressions of shock. Naturally, they had heard of Longevity's name, but they had never seen him in person.
Yet this meeting left them utterly stunned. Such methods, such cultivation, such influence—calling him invincible in the present world would not be an exaggeration.
"It should be over, right?"
Below, Longevity watched the scene above and thought to himself. At the same time, his expression was somewhat uneasy. He was already at the end of his strength; that strike just now had been his final blow.
The power of that strike was enough to shred every Dao Integration cultivator. Even Tribulation Transcendence cultivators would have to take it seriously.
Black and white, yin and yang. Yin at its utmost was death; yang at its utmost was life. When life and death merged, heaven and earth decayed.
This was the result of his five hundred years of secluded cultivation. His comprehension of the Yin Yang Sword Dao had reached a terrifying level, and he had found this achievement through his own exploration, without following the path of any predecessor.
Die. Hurry up and die. I refuse to believe that you can still survive such an attack.
On the high platform, Wang Teng's face was ashen as he thought to himself.