"Nirvana!"
Li Yang immediately activated the Nirvana Thousand-Forging Art.
Vast life essence surged from the nirvana mark within his life origin. Like a withered tree greeting spring, his entire being blossomed with renewed vitality.
Every crack in his physical body healed, his pores stopped spewing blood mist, and the depleted spiritual power in his dantian instantly replenished. Even the exhaustion of his divine soul was swept away.
At that moment, the power of the Nirvana Thousand-Forging Art was revealed in full. It suited Li Yang perfectly.
For ordinary cultivators, reaching the brink of death was difficult. For Li Yang, it was as simple as eating and drinking.
For a sword maniac like Li Yang, who lived for slaughter, a battle could hardly be considered complete unless it brought him to death's door.
Li Yang opened his eyes, the bloody light in them burning fiercer than ever.
Still clad in black robes, he rode the Void-Piercing Sword with the Xuanyuan Sword in hand, locked onto the fleeing Chu Mu, and joined the pursuit.
That Old Devil said earlier that Chu Mu's aim wasn't to perform Dao Heart Demon Planting on the Heavenly Dao. Perhaps his current desperation is all an act, too. Or perhaps he would say anything to save his life.
Li Yang was uncertain.
But he had no other way to verify it. He could only take one step at a time.
He had no fear.
For at this moment, he was the highest mountain of combat strength in the Great World of Ten Thousand Immortals.
"Junior Brother Li, this fellow has far too many trump cards. He's like a loach-we simply can't catch him." Lin He panted heavily, nearly spent.
"The Demon Consort has gained the upper hand. The Heavenly Dao's primordial will and the will of that