Boom--!
With another deafening roar, Wuguang's lower body exploded in the golden light, creating a crack hundreds of feet long in the void. Stardust flew everywhere, and the void trembled!
However, his upper body was still firmly held in the right hand of the Martial Dao clone. From the broken part of his body, endless, sweet and foul blood gushed out, which was then evaporated by the billions of golden lights on the Martial Dao clone.
Brutal!
That's brutal!
fear!
This is absolutely terrifying!!!
A chilling, deathly silence filled this cold, empty space.
Beigong You and the unknown Lihen Parting Hate Gate soul stared blankly at the upper body, which was held in the right hand by the Martial Dao Nascent Soul and was only half left. They then looked at the two people in the distance who had fallen into the cold void and crashed through countless stars. Their hearts felt as if a storm had swept through them, leaving only a mess.
Only Chen Shuangbai was satisfied.
In just three breaths, the Martial Dao clone simultaneously unleashed four of the Divine Yang Sect's direct Martial Dao Divine Ability.
First, he unleashed a dazzling golden light to obscure everyone's vision. Then, without hesitation, he attacked, first punching Purple Thunder, who possessed the ancient treasure [ Four Symbols Copper Mirror ], and then killing Wuguang, who had the ability to take someone else's life and be reborn.
That's too fast!
A chilling, deathly silence enveloped this void.
With only half of his body remaining, Wuguang was held in the hands of the Martial Dao clone. Blood kept gushing from his wounds, but it was quickly evaporated by the golden light.
"Extreme... Jiluo..."
Jiluo?!
Buzz!
"I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!"
The cries of lovesick men and women, like demonic sounds piercing the ears, crashed down from the sky, surging wildly like a dome. Then, two demonic sounds rang out, and three bronze bells fell from the sky, enveloping the Martial Dao clone and Wuguang, who only had his upper body.
The three bronze bells were entirely black, with countless lifelike reliefs of lovesick men and women on their surfaces, their claws outstretched and their cries of agony echoing through the air. When the bells trembled, visible sound waves spread out like ripples, distorting and deforming the void wherever they passed!
The blazing golden light emanating from the Martial Dao clone was gradually diminished by the three demonic sounds. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wuguang only had his upper body, activated his Divine Ability, transformed into a pool of blood, and slipped out of the Martial Dao clone's hand, appearing beside the thin old man wearing a white cloak, holding a soul banner.
"[ The Heaven-Resenting Soul Bell ]... Could you be the Second Elder of the Parting Hate Gate, True Lord Jiluo?"
Chen Shuangbai narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the old man in the white cloak.
The old man... True Lord Jiluo's gaze was extremely solemn. His right hand, which was forming Law Seals, was trembling constantly because he could clearly sense that the Martial Dao clone that he had suppressed in place with the [ Heaven-Resenting Soul Bell ] was resisting more and more strongly, and he was gradually losing control of it.
The three Heaven-Resenting Soul Bell trembled and vibrated, and the reliefs of lovesick men and women on the bells seemed to come alive, emitting even more mournful howls, trying to suppress the rebellious force.
Beside him, True Lord Wuguang had already regained his physical body but whose aura was significantly weakened, hadn't even reacted when he heard True Lord Jiluo's suppressed growl, "Quick! Help me suppress this fiend!"
True Lord Wuguang was immediately horrified, and anger surged in his heart. He formed a spell with both hands, and a thick blood light emanated from his body, transforming into blood-red chains that rattled as they tried to wrap around him!
Buzz!
A ray of golden and white light, formed by their convergence, had somehow drifted and landed on the three [ Heaven-Resenting Soul Bell ]. Then... it shone brightly, transforming into a beam of golden and white light that shot straight into the sky!
The light was initially just a wisp.
But soon, a second, a third... more and more golden light emerged from the cracks in the bronze bell, as if something was prying open the cage from the inside!
"Not good!"
True Lord Jiluo's expression changed drastically. He suddenly looked in Chen Shuangbai's direction, his eyebrows furrowed, and he opened his mouth slightly, releasing a small, white, skeletal sword that shot towards Chen Shuangbai.
As soon as the small white bone sword landed in the void, it began to buzz. On the hilt, reliefs of lovesick men and women appeared, as if millions of mouths were opening at the same time, emitting demonic sounds that affected the soul and the sea of consciousness!
"Hate! Hate! Hate!"
" Hentian how unfair the heavens are! I hate how unjust the earth is!"
"I hate how difficult life is! I hate how many disasters plague the world!"
This kind of demonic sound specifically targets the soul. If an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator is hit by this sound, he will suffer a splitting headache at best, and damage to his soul at worst, losing his fighting ability on the spot!
Moreover, the small white bone sword pierced through the air at extremely high speed, and at the same time, it kept splitting, and in the blink of an eye, it had already gathered into a pale white river of swords, whistling as it rushed towards Chen Shuangbai.
However, Chen Shuangbai merely raised an eyebrow slightly, without even taking a step back.
On the pine-frost-colored feather robe he wore, a faint shimmering light of Great Yin Illusory Radiance emanated from it. Thus... although the person was still standing there, his aura had completely vanished.
The pale white sword river roared in, but passed right through it, as if it had pierced through a void of moonlight, leaving not a ripple. It was all in vain.
"Here we go again!"
Beigong You hid beneath the shimmering Xuan Pool, watching Chen Shuangbai use this technique again, his heart filled with both shock and anger.
Bang!
The three [ Heaven-Resenting Soul Bell ] that had been filled with demonic sounds finally succumbed to the terrifying Martial Dao power exploded by the Martial Dao. They shattered and condensed into one, their spiritual energy greatly damaged. They flew back into the hand of True Lord Jiluo, buzzing incessantly, clearly severely injured.
After breaking free of its restraints, the Martial Dao clone landed back in front of Chen Shuangbai. Its golden eyes, which had never dimmed in the slightest, remained coldly fixed on Jiluo and Wuguang. A slow, sinister smile spread across its lips as it chuckled:
"That's more like it!"
Jiluo's gaze darted back and forth between the two, then he exclaimed in disbelief, "Wait... this person is actually an avatar of yours, Chen Shuangbai?"
The shimmering Xuan Beigong You where Bei Gongyou was hiding instantly converged into a single point of Xuan light, which then vanished from the spot.
They got away!
This Nascent Soul Middle Stage dragon, a rising star among the sea Flood Dragon Clan, was frightened away after realizing that the incomparably brave golden-clad youth before him was an avatar of the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal!
now.
The only ones facing off against Chen Shuangbai were Jiluo and Wuguang.
Oh right, and there was also that one from earlier, the True Lord Purple Thunder of the Arrayed Mystery Sect, who crashed into something far away, his fate unknown.
" Shenyang!"
The sword immortal spoke simply.
The golden-clad youth beside him, with his piercing golden eyes, suddenly brightened up, like two burning stars exploding in the void!
The golden light emanating from his body surged several times over in that instant, and he seemed to transform into a real sun, illuminating the surrounding hundreds of feet of void with a blinding white light!
The next moment!
The physical body that True Lord Wuguang had once again condensed was torn apart into pieces. His Martial Dao clone appeared strangely where he had originally stood, his right foot raised high, and a rotating golden-white vortex even formed on the toe. The void beneath his feet exploded with a bang, and countless golden cracks spread in all directions.
A sweet, foul rain of blood fell softly across the cold void, accompanied by...
There was also Wuguang's belated cry of pain, and the piercing wail that was forcibly interrupted and suppressed.
The direct lineage of the Divine Yang Sect's Martial Dao.
[ Heaven-Burning Star-Shattering Kick ].
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