With a loud whooshing sound, the giant sword, swirling through the air, instantly tore through space, causing the arcs of electricity in the sea of lightning to pause for a moment.
The sword light was still gathering power as it swirled, and by the time it reached Xu Long, it had already unleashed a long, sharp beam.
Xu Long stared intently at the center of the funnel, while the Celestial Phenomenon above his head surged and churned, and intense energy fluctuations manifested on his body.
"Cut!"
Seeing that the time was ripe, he uttered a word towards the sword light. As soon as the word was spoken, the swirling sword light suddenly surged with power, and its sharp edge slashed fiercely at the center of the funnel.
When the Shankui opposite him saw the sword form, he was also somewhat apprehensive. Two balls of purple lightning flickered in the gray gas for a moment, as if trying to discern the true nature of the sword's sharpness.
But the sharpness came swiftly and the momentum was exceptionally fierce, leaving him no room to dodge. For some reason, Shankui felt that the power of Xu Long's sword strike was vaguely familiar.
Thunder and fire leaped twice suddenly amidst the deathly aura. In an instant, Shankui noticed a huge magic seal behind him. By the time he turned his gaze, a ferocious sharp light had already swept towards him.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three metallic clangs rang out in succession within the sea of thunder, their echoes still reverberating in Xu Long's ears through the surrounding arcs of electricity.
A massive energy shockwave rose from in front of him, mixed with countless tiny sword energies that disturbed the gray hurricane as they crisscrossed.
The invisible shockwave was attached to the gray hurricane, and a huge tornado was slowly forming.
The "quack quack" sound kept ringing out, and the beggar's version of the Heaven-Slaying One Sword, wrapped in the Law of Slaughter, forcefully pierced through the huge finger.
Countless gray crows perished under its sharp edge, and the dense aura of death finally showed signs of dissipating.
The shockwave was still raging in the sea of lightning, and the gray crows within it danced with the hurricane, as if they had lost their organization, no longer possessing the overwhelming power they had just displayed.
Xu Long swiftly emerged from the sea of lightning, his broken bones beginning to heal.
The Shankui's Heaven-Approaching Finger came swiftly, and he could only catch it by force. Then, he took the opportunity to use a trick to make the finger open the center, so that he could then unleash the Heaven-Slaying One Sword.
At this moment, his finger was pierced by the sharp edge of a sword, and countless gray crows scattered listlessly, and the rolling death aura also disappeared.
Xu Long, however, dared not be careless in the slightest. While recovering his own Magic Power, he kept his will firmly against the scattered gray crows.
As he watched the gray crows being sucked one by one into the giant gray tornado, Xu Long sighed inwardly: What a tragedy!
Hehehehehe...
As expected, the piercing sounds of crying and laughing echoed once again through the sea of thunder.
Then a streak of light flashed across the sea of lightning, and the sword light that had just shattered the finger had already swirled away.
The energy shockwave generated after the finger was pierced in an instant was enormous. The gray crows, having lost their organization, were automatically drawn into it, and the previously dissipated death energy was also attracted.
As the energy shockwave was surrounded by death energy, two balls of purple lightning and fire shot up from within it.
With a "whoosh," two enormous bolts of lightning and fire suddenly burst forth from the massive gray tornado. Like the gaze of a cultivator, they shone with a strong sense of malevolence.
As the tornado continued to spin, the two balls of purple lightning within it seemed to be expanding, and in just a moment they were about to connect with the deathly energy within the tornado.
A sudden crackling sound arose, and after being connected by the expanding purple lightning and fire, the death energy within the tornado ignited like oil being poured into a raging fire, instantly creating a wave of flames.
The enormous gray tornado was now raging with power, standing tall in the sea of lightning like a hand reaching to the sky, trying to engulf the Center.
On the side of the tornado, layers of hurricanes howled; those were previously scattered death energy, now linked by lightning and fire, roaring incessantly.
The dense gray gas from before, after absorbing the massive shockwave and seizing the energy of the lightning and fire, has actually returned to its original form.
A massive tornado of gray flames appeared before Xu Long's eyes, its fiery rampage through the sea of lightning blurring even a spatial barrier.
Two streaks of purple lightning within the fire stared intently at Xu Long's figure, flashing incessantly.
The Shankui was indeed Undying and Indestructible Body, and it returned after only a breath!
The cries and laughter from within the sea of thunder grew increasingly shrill. The Heaven- Heaven-Slaying One Sword had not only failed to destroy the Shankui, but had actually increased its size.
The sounds of crying and laughing echoed continuously within the sea of thunder. After the enormous cluster of flames appeared, it swept towards Xu Long with an aura as heavy as a mountain.
The arrogant aura of the gray tornado was about to be overwhelmed, but Xu Long on the opposite side remained motionless.
As the Shankui attacked, his eyes flickered, as if he had lost consciousness, letting the gray flames fill his eyes until a streak of blood streaked across them.
"Imperial Edict!"
Along with this sliver of blood-red light, a furious roar echoed from the sky.
The young man had somehow arrived above the gray tornado, his usually stern face now bearing a solemn expression.
Even he, who was usually aloof, was moved when faced with the renowned Heavenly Palace Grand Master Shankui.
Before the word even escaped his throat, a crimson magic seal had already formed in front of the young man. As the decree was uttered, the crimson magic seal instantly flew towards the Shankui.
Xu Long had fought against many Earth Immortal since he reached this point in his cultivation. Most of the magic seals they formed were formless and colorless, except for the White Eyebrows Magic Seal, which Fusion the Haotian Mirror and had some starlight flickering.
Since the young man broke through to the Earth Immortal Realm realm, the two had fought separately, and he had never seen his hand seals.
The magic seal that the young man conjured was actually blood-red, which truly surprised Xu Long.
The seal formed from the condensed Blood Fiend Mystic Light was crimson; what about the seal formed from one's own Power of Oblivion?
A thought flashed through his mind, and he saw the magic seal rapidly increase in size dozens of times as it fell through the air, completely covering the huge gray tornado below.
Shankui clearly hadn't expected Xu Long to have this trick up his sleeve. His figure was suddenly stopped in the sea of lightning, and then, as the purple lightning flashed, the blood-red magic seal fell down.
At this moment, Shankui was in dire straits, and the young man's timing was impeccable, as if he had completely controlled Shan Kui's next move.
When facing a powerful figure like Shankui, Xu Long also tried to take control of the battle situation and direction himself, striving to hone his combat experience in each battle.
He had remained motionless just now to distract the Shankui, allowing the young man to place a magic seal on its head. Xu Long believed that with the two working together, they would be able to firmly control the battle situation.
At this moment, the swollen crimson seal suddenly descended, and a surge of Blood Fiend Mystic Light erupted from it, revealing a powerful aura.
The flames that swept up from all four sides of the gray tornado were completely covered, and the crimson and gray colors reflected each other in the sea of lightning.
The hand seal was like a giant divine needle, trying to pin the gray tornado to the spot.
However, Shankui was only momentarily blocked below. When he saw that the magic seal was about to be fixed in the tornado, he actually gave up on Xu Long in front of him.
Instead of retreating, it advanced towards the Dharma seal, its tornado-like form sweeping straight towards the location where the Dharma seal was descending.
The gray flames in the air seemed to be strongly stimulated, instantly rising in height, making the originally thick tornado appear somewhat thin and long.
The flames on its head, like a giant funnel, instantly swallowed the magic seal.
A muffled boom echoed inside the tornado, and the magic seals within the funnel suddenly exploded.
Blood-red light shot into the sky amidst the gray flames, and countless gray crows were reduced to a wisp of death in the violent explosion.
Xu Long released the youth when he noticed something unusual about the spatial barrier within the sea of thunder.
He knew that the spatial barrier was not something an ordinary person could open, and that any anomaly at this moment must indicate a great crisis, so without thinking, he released the young man to provide backup.
It was expected that with the combination of the two, even if there were any variables, the entire effort would be accomplished. However, it was unexpected that the Shankui would be so fierce, daring to devour a solid magic seal.
Xu Long was confident in his ability to anticipate his opponent's moves and wanted to firmly control the battle, but at this moment, Shankui gave him a very bad impression.
Perhaps I have seriously underestimated the reputation of the Grand Master of the Heavenly Palace!
The youth and I share the same origin. After I received the Immortal Register, I could use the Law of Slaughter to enhance myself and was no longer subject to the strong constraints of the Land of Exile. Naturally, the youth also possessed the Law of Slaughter.
After the magic seal struck, the Shankui actually devoured it, which was blatant contempt for its own methods.
Xu Long could tell that the opponent wasn't strongly restrained when he attacked, so Shankui must be a cultivator who possessed his own laws. He just didn't know what laws Shankui had comprehended.
Just as Xu Long finished thinking about it, a muffled sound ended within the tornado opposite him, followed by a series of "heh heh" laughs, as if mocking Xu Long's overestimation of his abilities.
After absorbing a blood-red magic seal, his tornado-like form was stirred up by a surge of energy, but he managed to suppress it firmly.
The Blood Fiend energy raged uncontrollably within his body, but Shankui's form was as solid as an iron barrel, and the Blood Fiend within him could not easily stir up the Storm Riders.
The moment one of the magic seals shattered, the young man sensed something was wrong. As a muffled thud erupted, a blood-red trail flashed across the sky, and a deep sword cry resounded through the sea of lightning.
Buzz!
The lightning and fire within the gray tornado suddenly flickered, leaving a long, blood-red trail in the sky. A heavy sense of oppression descended from above, and Shankui's heart tightened. He thought to himself, "This guy has so many strange tricks up his sleeve!"
However, as a being who survived a cataclysmic event, he was quite famous throughout the myriad realms, so why would he fear an opponent like Xu Long!
The tornado coiled up again on the spot, and this time the Shankui dared not directly block the incoming sword formation.
He felt a heavy pressure on the sword formation, and based on his experience, he knew that this was no ordinary magic weapon.
The slender tornado from before showed signs of shrinking again. The sword formation, however, would not do as he wished; after a whoosh in the air, it was upon him in an instant.
The black blade completely ignored the sweeping gray flames, and with a muffled "bang" as it swept towards them, it instantly pierced through the Shankui's funnel-shaped form.
With a "whoosh," the roaring gray flames were instantly extinguished by the chilling sword energy. The Shankui's momentum weakened slightly, but before the sword formation could return, the tornado below surged upwards.
"Once you're here, don't leave!"
The purple lightning and fire suddenly flickered in the air, and the large and small gray crows all spoke in unison to the young man in the air.
The words he spoke were no longer chaotic as before, but strangely uniform.
But there was an almost undisguised sinister and murderous intent in those words.
Quack quack quack...
After uttering a single sentence in "human language," the gray crows began to squawk incoherently again.
Then, two arms suddenly shot out from the broken funnel, firmly grasping the sword formation within. No matter how the sword formation tumbled in their hands, it could not break free of the prison.
Hehehehe...
The shrill laughter and crying of the Shankui echoed once more within the sea of thunder.
As his laughter and tears rang out, countless gray crows joined in with their incoherent cawing.
A great commotion erupted, and within the tornado, it was impossible to distinguish the real " Shankui "; all that could be seen was a gray tornado raging relentlessly.
The two arms that were trapping the sword formation continued to wrap around it, as if trying to completely shatter the sword formation within it.
The young man above the sea of thunder felt a surge of anxiety when he saw the sword formation being blocked. He leaped up to descend, his hands rapidly forming hand seals in front of him.
This series of battles happened in the blink of an eye. Xu Long, on the other side, felt a pang of anxiety when he saw that the sword formation was trapped.
This gray flame appears weak and shapeless, but it is actually extremely powerful when it rotates. If Dragon Soar is not rescued in time, he will likely be damaged.
With a thought, the sword light shot out from the air.
The long trail stretched down from the horizon, carrying an unstoppable force, and swept directly towards the tornado.
Xu Long's idea was to sever the gray tornado's form, causing its energy at the bottom to dissipate rapidly, so that the magic seal condensed by the clone above could help Dragon Soar escape the predicament.
A whooshing sound filled the air. As the sword light struck, the Power of Oblivion within Xu Long surged forth, pouring into the sword like the Yangtze River flowing through the water.
The small streak of light burst forth with a ferocious sharpness, sweeping across the sea of lightning and instantly severing countless arcs of electricity. Its long trajectory stopped before the gray tornado.
As the sword light approached the tornado, it twisted once, carrying a ferocious sharpness, and deftly sliced across the tornado's slender base.
The tornado was still spinning, its immense inertia attempting to carry the sword light along.
However, Xu Long turned the tables on him, continuously channeling his inner Magic Power into the sword, causing the sword light to move along with the spinning tornado, while the ferocious sharpness of the sword blade slashed wildly across the tornado.
The sound of clanging and clashing echoed within the tornado. The slender tornado tried to engulf the sword light as it spun, but the sword light, instead of swirling back, used the inertia of the twist to peel away the layers of the tornado.
The surging sharpness was released in the gray flames, and the fierce sword energy raged among the gray crows.