Seven Ninth Stage Supreme Powerhouses battled, carving an eternal abyss into the Sea. All manner of mysterious Dao of Law patterns intertwined in the void, only to be slashed away.
The longer they fought, the more alarmed they became.
Holding the Book of Life, this King of Reincarnation was unimaginably tenacious. Moreover, with every swing of his sword, he grew stronger, as though he were recovering a more powerful version of himself through this battle.
When that thought surfaced in their minds, the living fossils panicked.
"No, if this keeps up, not only will we fail to kill him, we'll help him grow even stronger! Who can undo their self-imposed seal and destroy this man utterly?" someone shouted.
"Heh, Old Yang, why don't you do it?"
"That's right. You're the strongest among us. Even if you undo your seal, it won't damage your foundations."
"Bullshit! I'm also the oldest! Rashly using the power I had in my prime would cost me at least ten years of life!"
"So you know that too..."
After some discussion, none of them was willing to pay the price to act. They merely brought out a few more trump cards, filling the sky with killing moves.
Some time later, watching the King of Reincarnation grow fiercer with every exchange, his battle spirit wild and unrestrained, like a living God of Slaughter, the living fossils finally lost their composure.
"Old Zheng, you do it. Once we return, we'll each give you a Spirit-Longevity Pill!"
The living fossil called Old Zheng did not hesitate upon hearing this. He merely gave his companions a long look. "You'd better remember what you said!"
Then he pressed two fingers together against his forehead. Blood immediately streamed down as a seal broke, and an overwhelming, terrifying aura surged outward.
Ninth stage