Nine blazing suns slowly rose, radiating heat fierce enough to burn mountains and boil seas.
Their light converged and fell into the palm of your immense Primordial Dharma Body, condensing into a blazing sun that could melt the void.
You had entered the realm of Supreme Grandmasters. The same Divine Prohibition Treasure wielded in your hands was more than twice as powerful.
The blazing sun bore down—
At the same time, you unleashed another slow-moving blade gleam.
It was "Cicada Song," which you had grasped from the Lunar Blade Chapter.
Where the blade gleam passed, myriad illusions unfurled.
Bolstered by the Ninefold Dao Heart Divine Treasury, you had brought the intent behind this strike to its utmost limit.
The Four Seas Dragon Kings were instantly engulfed by the blade gleam.
The illusion entered their hearts, carrying an absolute devotion to seeking the Dao: even after a hundred deaths, they would have no regrets, yet in the end they would fall just short and face the grief of failure.
It was the deepest fear of every seeker of the Dao.
The four Dragon Venerables fell into a daze.
Grief welled up, seizing their minds.
And in that instant—
The Nine-Yang Divine Void Axe crashed down!
Ao Ming was the first to break free of the illusion.
He did not look back at the four trapped Dragon Kings. He charged alone, becoming a streak of black light that hurtled straight into the still-churning Three-Colored Thunder Tribulation.
The four Dragon Kings were trapped for an instant.
One instant was all it took for the Nine-Yang Divine Void Axe to arrive.
Four dragon shadows were hammered back into their true forms!
The shape of a Golden Crow appeared upon the blazing sun. It spread its wings, every feather sharply defined, its brilliant golden light