True Meaning of Creation, Invincible Wherever He Went

Clouds surged in a thousand layers, waves rolled in ten thousand folds.

A killing chill spread between heaven and earth, actually whipping up goose-feather snow. Cold descended suddenly, piercing straight into the marrow, dyeing ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers frost-white.

Focusing his gaze, he saw that upon the snowflakes flying all across the sky, dark-red patterns were actually flowing, each one shockingly the character "kill."

"Die!!"

The White Tiger Envoy roared, his figure erupting upward, dragging out layer upon layer of crimson afterimages like a blood rainbow piercing the sky.

The instant he moved, the void was cut open like silk by a sharp blade, giving off a shrill, ear-piercing collapse.

Ninety Slaughter Immortal Principles poured down in rolling torrents, condensing into an upside-down scarlet prison—bloodlight churned, chains like dragons, as if to completely grind Shen Yun to pieces!

"To evolve divine forms through the sword path, interesting..."

Shen Yun's expression was calm, visions of the sun and moon revolving and stars being born and dying flashing in the depths of his eyes. Every change lay within his penetrating insight.

Just as the blood prison was about to close—

A vast Dao cry suddenly rang out from within his body. The Primordial Chaos Law all over his body fully drew inward, returning to its source, turning into the purest and most refined Yin and Yang Qi that circulated through his entire body.

"Kunpeng Treasure Technique!"

A clear whistle rose. Yin and Yang Qi burst forth with a roar, actually re-evolving Immortal Principles in an instant and turning into invisible twin wings.

Rip!!

The Slaughter prison suddenly contracted. The blood chains were faster than flowing light, cutting through all things, even slicing the void turbulence into powder.

"Petty tricks!"

Shen Yun stepped across the stars, his figure drifting unpredictably,