Brilliant Fireworks, Light Descending from the Sky

This black dragon was not very large, only about five feet long.

At first glance, the dragon's body appears black, but upon closer inspection, it reveals a slightly translucent texture.

This dragon shadow is composed entirely of internal energy. Its most wondrous aspect lies not only in its incredibly fast attack speed, but also in its agile and fluid movement, allowing it to separate and merge at will.

As it passed through the mountains, the dragon's body probably transformed into hundreds of black threads, slipping through gaps and openings.

But the moment it got close to Chu Tianshu, the dragon's body completely reassembled into a single entity.

Chu Tianshu made the hand seal at this moment.

His left thumb was hooked around his ring finger, while the other three fingers were all pointing straight forward.

The index and middle fingers together resemble a sword, and the little finger resembles a knife.

The Sword Intent and Saber Intent emanating from those three fingers were ethereal yet carried a real threat, preemptively pressing upon the black dragon.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen in place by these two wills.

Dust particles floated motionless in mid-air, sunlight slanting between them.

The sounds of the wind in the mountains and the chirping of insects in the forest all faded into a brief silence.

The shadow of the black dragon also suddenly slowed down in mid-air.

"A single sword strike evokes chaos, a single slash brings endless sorrow—"

Chu Tianshu murmured softly.

As his ring finger flicked out, a powerful surge of jade-green finger force shot out from between the swords and blades.

In other words, it is to strike out with a smoother, more powerful, and straighter motion than usual, following the trajectory first created by Sword Intent and Saber Intent.

The black dragon was caught off guard and a large hole was punched in its neck.

The black wisps that made up the dragon's body, as if their vital points had been squeezed and their seven inches had been shattered, collapsed in an instant.

"Dragons are born from the yang energy of Qian (the heavens). You, this dragon, while somewhat agile, are not fierce enough, not powerful enough, not swift enough. I'll give you a move; savor it carefully!"

Chu Tianshu changed his left hand, spreading his five fingers wide, and pressed them down on the stone steps in front of him.

The stone steps didn't make a sound like anything hard should make; they were like a large, grayish-white dough that had been flattened.

As Chu Tianshu spun his palm, the stone and mud rotated and transformed into Taiji symbol with a diameter of about one foot.

The entire outline of the Taiji diagram has a jade-like luster, filled with a sense of intense dynamism.

It's as if each line in this Taiji diagram is composed of countless jade light points that are unwilling to be restrained, ready to burst and fly away at any moment.

This restless and distorted feeling spread intensely to the deeper soil, penetrating deep into the mountainside.

On the opposite side of the mountain peak.

Yan Tiemu'er felt the ground before him suddenly spin.

At least a hundred pebbles, mixed with soil, swirled into a violent vortex, rising into the air like a whirlwind.

Much of the surrounding energy was pulled towards the vortex.

Yan Tiemu'er already had a vortex of vital energy above his head, and now another one appeared in front of him.

The two vortexes rotate in the exact same direction, and even their rotation speeds are subtly converging, showing signs of resonating with each other.

Yan Tiemu'er could have used this resonance to directly extract the vital energy from the whirlwind and integrate it into the vortex above his head.

But he certainly couldn't do that, because within that whirlwind lay a sense of distortion.

I fear that once he draws the whirlwind's energy, the hidden danger of the distortion will be planted in the vortex above his head, and it will immediately swell and explode like a tumor.

Yan Tiemu'er took a deep breath, his palms seemingly about to clasp together in front of his chest, but a small gap remained between his fingers.

The vortex of vital energy above his head spun faster and faster, but it also became thinner and thinner.

It started to elongate from its original funnel shape, almost becoming a rotating thin line.

The whirlwind column, affected by the resonance, also began to contract and lengthen.

However, the column of air contained many pebbles. When it narrowed, the pebbles collided violently, and the green light spots hidden in the pebbles exploded prematurely, producing a series of loud bangs.

Boom!

Although the pebbles contained many green light spots formed by Chu Tianshu's internal energy, the Shitou Shitou became fuel the instant they collided with each other and their high-speed kinetic energy was converted into heat energy.

The stone chips have different compositions, and when burned, they turn into many bright red and yellow spots.

It was like a grand fireworks display.

Burning, scattering stone dust, with its dazzling beauty and faint acrid smell, bloomed one after another in front of Yan Tiemu'er.

The sky was dim, and the sunlight was not bright.

The brightness of the fireworks was enough to make Yan Temür's face appear alternately bright and dark, sometimes blue and sometimes red.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Tiemu'er's heart skipped a beat.

Amidst the dazzling fireworks, a very ordinary red dot suddenly accelerated and shot right in front of him.

That red light wasn't from burning stone chips.

That was a single point, the purest and most concentrated Kalpa Ash Sword Intent!

It's a life-or-death struggle, not some turn-based game.

Of course, Chu Tianshu couldn't just obediently wait for his opponent to retaliate after making one move before continuing his attack.

After creating the Taiji diagram, Zi Guang looked down at the ground, his left hand moving without hesitation, fingers joined together like a sword, held to his ear.

His internal energy circulated wildly for fifteen cycles within his body, channeling his burning spirit into his Sword Intent and sword finger. With a single strike, he deeply pierced the very center of the Taiji diagram.

When the pebbles on the opposite side of the mountain exploded into a shower of fireworks, this bit of Sword Intent had silently seeped in, and now it suddenly erupted.

"Such a perfectly round spot of light!!"

For a fleeting moment, such a thought flashed through Yan Tiemu'er's mind.

Having mastered martial arts to such a level, he could do more than count the hairs on a spider's legs.

If he concentrates his mind, he can even see how much soot is in the smoke rising from the burning candle.

The essence of flue gas is just partially charred dust. Some of the dust particles are flat, some are square, and some are oval, with pitted and uneven surfaces.

When a martial artist's mental energy interferes with external gases and dust, outlining shapes and releasing light and color, it also gives form to the originally formless mental energy, which is also irregular and fragmented.

But now, the Sword Intent aimed at Yan Tiemu'er is like crimson embers.

It's like a rare, flawless, perfectly round, crimson pearl, without a single sharp edge or dent!

Chu Tianshu's swordsmanship had long been integrated into his "Mountain Collapse Combat Calculation," or rather, into his Sever Mountains and Extinguish Waters Divine Sword Art.

This bit of the Kalpa Ash Sword Intent, although its source is still the original Death-Claiming Sword Technique, has undergone countless revisions.

Now that he has used it, it is just like he usually uses his sword. It has temporarily filled all the defects in the Sword Intent calamity ashes, making it appear round and smooth, and unstoppable!

Faced with the sword aimed at his brow, Yan Tiemu'er only had time to make one movement.

He spread his palms apart.

His palms were upright, almost touching his chest, with only a sliver of light remaining.

Suddenly, the palms parted an inch apart, as if this small area had been vacuumed, devoid of airflow, vital energy, and even the fluctuations of distracting thoughts.

In a sense, in that extremely brief instant, the space between Yan Tiemu'er's palms felt emptier than outer space.

Even in space, there are countless, faint, and congested noises from the cosmic background every moment, which are very similar to the brainwaves of living beings.

Yan Tiemu'er, used his profound cultivation to temporarily remove the ubiquitous noise from between his palms, as if using a powerful magnet to briefly attract away the tiny magnetic dust particles.

The beam of red light that shone directly at him involuntarily drooped, as if falling into a bottomless abyss, into the gap between his hands.

"No destruction, no construction—that's certainly true!"

Yan Tiemu'er's face showed a hint of joy.

This is the Book Character Art in the "Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao".

Books are a medium for recording information.

Attain utmost emptiness and hold fast to stillness, for only through emptiness and tranquility can one encompass all phenomena.

Back then, Changchun Zi was able to persuade Temujin to stop the killing precisely because of the true essence of this martial arts, which allowed Temujin to experience tranquility in the final years of his life, which was tormented by bloodline diseases.

Tranquility is not emptiness. No one is willing to let their life's work go to waste. This brief tranquility is precisely for better recording and improvement.

Yan Tiemu'er's cultivation level was similar to Chu Tianshu's, but he was able to fight against Chu Tianshu, who possessed the Heavenly Eye, instead of Monk Busha.

Besides the profound and extensive knowledge of the "Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao" and Yan Tiemu'er's insightful understanding, it was also because of Yan Tiemu'er's naturally strong bloodline.

However, these contradictory bloodlines of strange beasts have also shackled him, preventing him from ever reaching the realm of Returning Light, and keeping him in a state of being full to overflowing.

Although he had grasped the essence of the "Book Character Art in his mind, he could not physically apply it in his daily life.

This moment marked the first time in his life that he truly experienced the benefits of this method.

The small, flawless red light began to expand after falling into the gap between his palms.

As the volume increases, cracks are once again visible in many seemingly flawless areas.

Yan Tiemu'er's eyes burned, and he opened his mouth to spew something.

A large amount of crimson light, like wheat awns, was exhaled by him and embedded in the sphere of Sword Intent in his palm.

The cracks and flaws on the sphere were all filled and perfected, and its killing power increased again, also breaking free from Chu Tianshu's control.

"Go back!!"

Yan Tiemu'er pushed with both palms.

The crimson sphere pierced through the mountain, and just as it reached the midline of the mountain's interior, it collided with the Sword Intent that Chu Tianshu unleashed afterward.

Within the dark mountain belly, a storm of red Sword Intent struck the perfectly round sphere repeatedly. The two objects differed greatly in size, and their properties were subtly and profoundly different.

The sphere was not only not repelled, but continued to grow larger as it moved forward, absorbing all the incoming Sword Intent.

At this moment, Yan Tiemu'er was in high spirits and his arrogant demeanor Zhongdu.

He channeled his power through his palms, propelling the sphere forward with even greater speed and momentum!

The sphere is round like the sky, containing the changes of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning; it is as open as a book, holding the attacks of a thousand swords and ten thousand blades.

This is a secret technique that has not yet been fully developed in the "Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao".

It was only by chance that it was created in the hands of Yan Temür, and its killing power surpasses any martial arts technique that has ever existed in this world.

Even if it were Chu Tianshu, how could he possibly contend with him?!

Even Chu Tianshu couldn't escape this Heavenly Book's ultimate attack, which contained his own Sword Intent!

Just as the red light shooting from Yan Tiemu'er's eyes stained his vision red, a sense of alarm suddenly arose in his heart.

Slow down----There's a jade ray----

It's already hit him on the forehead!

Yan Tiemu'er's head jerked uncontrollably, his eyes wide with shock and anger, now positioned at an angle that looked up at him.

The emerald rays originate directly above the mountaintop.

The Sanqi Divine Sword was hovering there, its blade as smooth as a mirror.

To refract this dazzling emerald light, the entire sword blade became slightly curved and arched, but Sanqi persevered.

Yes, this emerald light is refracted.

The refracted light struck Yan Tiemu'er's head.

The light before refraction is on the other side of the mountain.

Chu Tianshu's left hand, wielding a sword, was stuck into the rocks. His face was pale, and his gaze was fixed on his left hand. But his right hand was already outstretched, with his five fingers spread out.

The Great Void Heavenly Eye was suspended in his right hand, and under the impetus of his power, it burst forth with that emerald light.

Buzz!!!

As the buzzing sound of the rays spread through Yan Tiemu'er's brain, green light burst forth from the back of his head.

"Who wants to fight you with their ultimate move?"

Chu Tianshu had a new strand of white hair on his forehead, but he remained unperturbed, gritting his teeth and chuckling softly.

The emerald light grew even thicker, determined to evaporate Yan Tiemu'er's brains and nail his soul to the ground, killing him even more thoroughly.

"Grasp every element, let it shine, and never forget it—that is my martial way!"