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"Whoosh!"
The Asura God, original confident in the face of Luo Yu's strike, even revealed a mocking expression.
Protected by the Myriad Spirits Blood Pattern, he was already on invincible ground.
Every attack from his opponent not only failed to harm his body, but their Divine Artifact would also be corroded by the Array Pattern.
In this war of attrition, Luo Yu was bound to lose without a doubt.
However, the sneer at the corner of his mouth had not faded when he saw a chaotic-colored flame suddenly envelop the blade of his opponent.
There was no time to dodge, but he did not take it seriously. What harm could a mere flame do to him?
But at the moment when the blade struck him, the Asura God's pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints.
The unfailingly powerful Myriad Spirits Blood Pattern melted away like snow in a flame, rapidly evaporating under the scorching fire.
"Ow!"
"Ow, ow—"
The pain of flesh being sliced by the blade, coupled with that intense burning sensation, made the Asura God let out a sharp and miserable scream.
"Rip!"
The Asura God King, in a panic, tried to evade but ultimately had his chest slashed open by Luo Yu, leaving a frightening wound.
The tadpole-like Blood Patterns dissolved.
Flesh turned inside-out, and the chaos-colored flame, like a poison festering in the bone, continued to burn his physical body.
Bringing agonizing, penetrating pain.
Luo Yu naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity, his wrist rotating, his body moving like a swimming dragon.
The sword light flickered in the void.
In a short instant, it was as if he had struck 108,000 Swords.
"Rip!"
The Asura God fought back continuously, and though his speed was not slow, it no longer bore the ease of before.
Every time he was struck by a flame-attached Longsword, a new bloody mark would be ripped open, and most disastrously, the blood-red tadpole text also began to fade in large swathes.
As the Blood Pattern empowered by the power of myriad spirits dissipated, the Asura God's strength also continued to weaken.
Luo Yu grew stronger as the battle raged on, his speed ever increasing, his accumulated momentum like that of an eternal sword god, sharp and revealing.
And the Asura God at this moment was like a cornered stray dog, constantly emitting pained whimpers.
Whether it was the burning pain of the Chaos Extinguish World Flames or the slashing pain of the Nine Heavens Execution Sword, both were unbearable for him.
"Damn it, why, why do you have a method to destroy my Myriad Spirits Blood Pattern?" The Asura God, soaked in blood, showed a look of fear for the first time in his eyes.
The Myriad Spirits Blood Curse was the pride of his life, a peak Secret Technique he created himself.
Harboring the power of countless souls within him was like carrying the strength of an entire plane into battle against others, coupled with his own strength, who else could be his match?
Yet now, it was being eroded and broken away bit by bit by this strange flame wielded by this guy.
Damnit!
How many cards does this kid have up his sleeve?
The Asura God was both shocked and furious.
"Hmph."
Luo Yu sneered repeatedly, raising his sword to slash towards the Asura God's neck, the blade grazing the skin and leaving a trail of blood.
"Weren't you very arrogant just now?"
"Why the sudden loss of nerve?"
"Boom, boom!"
In the void, the battle waged on, and Luo Yu had taken the upper hand, while the Asura God was more like a beast in its death throes.
Gu Yuena covered her mouth with her jade hand, indescribable shock filling her heart.
She knew that if she were to step in, she might be completely crushed by the Asura God in his current state.
She was already struggling to contend with his own strength, let alone his elusive and unpredictable Myriad Spirits Blood Pattern.
Yet unexpectedly, Luo Yu had managed to discern the opponent's tactics in battle and found the appropriate counter, casually breaking through.
Such keen combat instincts, such a rich repository of battle methods, left Gu Yuena astonished.
Once the man had promised to avenge her, she had considered it a rash promise made without understanding the true strength of the Divine Realm.
Once he realized the true strength of the Divine Realm, she suspected he would instantly give up that impossible dream.
She felt satisfied, touched even, that the man had the will to make enemies of the Divine Realm for her sake.
Then, as the man's strength grew at an inhuman pace, she began to hope that perhaps he really could stand against the Divine Realm. But just recalling those terrifying Divine Kings, despair would rise in her heart, making her feel naive.
With her and Luo Yu alone, how could they possibly contend against the Divine Realm?
But now, Luo Yu had successfully proven himself, and everything he said back then was not a joke.
He truly intended to make it happen.
At this moment, Gu Yuena felt as if she were dreaming, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Divine King in her mortal body, Luo Yu had actually done it.
Beautiful eyes in Gu Yuena's face started to show different colors.
Apart from the love between a man and a woman, as proud as she was, for the first time in her life, she genuinely admired a man from the bottom of her heart.
The heart that had been frozen for endless ages was now throbbing with emotion.
"So strong——"
"Hmph!"
As Luo Yu raised his longsword, his body shone brilliantly, and countless sword shadows of the Nine Heavens Execution Sword appeared in the void.
All the blades pointed at the Asura God King.
"I wield a sword, named:"
"Executioner!"
"Boom!"
In the void, ten thousand swords merged into one, unleashing a skyward sword qi that burst forth, turning into a Nine-Colored Giant Sword, tearing through the void, with overwhelming sword might, shooting straight up into the clouds.
It aimed directly at the blood-soaked Asura God.
"No!"
Before this strike, the Asura God's originally indifferent eyes showed endless terror.
Every cell felt as though it was trembling in fear.
A voice inside him, urgent and trembling, told him that he could not withstand this sword, that he must not take it head-on.
The Asura God turned to flee.
For the first time in his life, and for the first time in millions of years, the invincible Asura God King chose to escape...
"Hmph!"
A cold snort from Luo Yu resonated through the void, his eyes coldly locked on the Asura God fleeing towards the edge of the sky.
"Think you can escape from me?"
"Break!"
"Rip."
The sky shimmered with strong silver light and was instantaneously torn apart.
The Nine-Colored Giant Sword vanished from its place, carrying immense might.
Simultaneously, the space above the Asura God suddenly split open, and the Nine-Colored Giant Sword fell from it, bringing a towering sword force capable of suppression.
Slow by a split second, the Asura God was impaled by the tip of the giant sword through his spine and piercing his abdomen, his pupils instantly dilated.
Like a nine-colored meteor, it plummeted from the high heavens.
"Boom!"
The earth quaked, mountains shook, heaven and earth split apart.
The sound of explosion stirred the sky, and a rumble filled the air within ten thousand miles.
The Nine-Colored Giant Sword pierced through the Asura God's body, nailing him firmly to the ground, as the sword force pressed down to create a deep pit thousands of feet deep.
Luo Yu's black hair danced wildly in the wind, his eyes shone with amethyst gold lightning.
He floated down from the sky.
Like a Celestial Emperor descending from the ninth heaven, or a Banished Immortal entering the mortal world.
Standing atop the hilt of the sword.
"Boom!"
The longsword plummeted once again.
The Asura God immediately let out another agonizing scream and wail as his body was forcibly split in half by the tip of the great sword.
Gu Yuena stood frozen in place, her silver, smooth hair fluttering in the wind.
Her slender, snowy white legs stood erect.
Her flawless jade feet touched the ground without a speck of dust.
Underneath those long eyelashes, her purple pupils flickered with touched brilliance.
The pitiful wails of the Asura God echoed in her ears, and the silhouette of the man, like a Banished Immortal, reflected in her eyes.
At this moment, even without wine—
She was intoxicated...
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