Chapter 2067 - 2066: Bloodline Swastika, Old Tree's Complete Form

This strike contained three types of power simultaneously.

Considering that Three Corpses Strong Ones are extremely difficult to kill, there existed three silhouettes in the past, present, and future.

Thus, Xu Zimei created this strike, specifically designed to slay Three Corpses Strong Ones.

At this moment, the Tyrant Shadow in his hand trembled violently.

The power contained within Tyrant Shadow kept expanding, as if the utmost radiance had been compressed to the extreme.

Future, past, and present!

"Slash!"

At this moment, accompanied by a soft shout from Xu Zimei.

The long blade in his hand swung down directly, with its Blade Qi annihilating heaven and earth, as if possessing unstoppable force.

Everyone faced with this strike would feel despair.

The face of the Old Tree changed slightly.

He sensed danger from this strike.

This was a crisis he'd not felt for many years.

The Old Tree's expression turned grim. Unable to move, the power of curses around him and the Scarlet-faced White Bone Path's forces burst forth simultaneously.

Two formidable forces seeking to obliterate everything.

Two protective shields were left in front of the Old Tree.

This was a two-layered defense.

It wasn't that the Old Tree underestimated Xu Zimei's power, but rather that this was currently the Old Tree's limit.

If he were in his prime, his Enlightenment level strength would naturally be unafraid of anyone.

But in the current state, maintaining Three Corpses level strength was already quite challenging.

The phrase "Xu Zimei is invincible at the same level" is not just for show.

This strike, apart from the past, present, and future three kinds of forces, was also infused with Demonic Qi.

Demonic Qi was the core power.

So, when the strike descended, the Old Tree's two layers of curse protection were utterly ineffective.

The curse shield was shattered instantly, while the shield of the Scarlet-faced White Bone Path only resisted for a brief moment.

Ultimately, as the Heaven Shaking strike landed on the Old Tree.

How powerful was this strike.

The dead mountain underfoot couldn't withstand it and was cleaved in half in an instant.

The Blade Qi followed along the mountain peak, splitting it in two.

The once serene dead mountain collapsed with a deafening roar.

And the Old Tree within it, was also split in half.

His appearance looked extremely miserable.

However, the Old Tree was not dead yet; one strike was not enough to kill him.

But he was already severely injured.

Because this strike from Xu Zimei was meant to sever the Three Corpses.

Simultaneously severing the past, future, and present, the Old Tree had nowhere to evade.

As the aftermath of the strike fully settled, even the curse power above the Firmament weakened somewhat.

The formidable aspect of the Old Tree was his curse power.

This curse power allowed him to be undefeated at the same level.

Even the Human Emperor, including the Mountain-Controlling River Emperor, these Three Corpses Strong Ones, were helpless against the curse power at times.

But Xu Zimei happened to have the Cursed Body, perfectly countering him.

This was also Xu Zimei's advantage.

If he didn't have the Cursed Body, Xu Zimei wouldn't have come here lightly.

When the curse power dissipated, the Mountain-Controlling River Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

The Mountains and Rivers Diagram had already dimmed to the point of losing its luster.

It wouldn't be long before the Mountains and Rivers Diagram shattered, and fortunately, Xu Zimei arrived in time.

"Did we succeed," the Human Emperor asked as he stepped forward, grateful.

This time, it was thanks to Xu Zimei's efforts.

The Mountain-Controlling River Emperor had to protect everyone, continuously opposing the power of bloodline.

Instead, the heavy burden was placed upon Xu Zimei.

Initially, under normal circumstances, he should have been the main force.

But no one expected the Power of Faith to break quickly, rendering earlier preparations useless.

...…

"Not that easy to die, the most challenging part lies ahead," Xu Zimei said.

"Before dying, he will certainly counterattack."

"It's up to you," the Human Emperor said solemnly.

"We'll assist you from the side; even if it costs our lives, we must kill it."

"I have my own plans," Xu Zimei said nonchalantly.

He wouldn't kill the Old Tree, for he needed it to merge into Lin Ruhu's body.

At this moment, Xu Zimei looked forward.

On the ruins of the dead mountain, the body of the Old Tree, split into two halves, stood, slowly closing together.

"You've forced me into this; I didn't want it to be like this," the Old Tree's voice was somewhat eerie.

His face now revealing a grim expression,

like a gambler who had lost his sanity.

"You've forced me into this, you've forced me into this."

He repeated this sentence constantly, a blood-colored barrier surrounding him began to collapse.

The blood color seemed to have an attraction.

When the blood appeared, everyone's blood surged uncontrollably, as if it wanted to flow into the Old Tree's body.

Even those injured couldn't stop their bleeding, as their blood would be absorbed across the air, turning them into dry corpses.

"My meticulously planned resurrection was ruined by an outsider like you.

If I die today, you'll be buried with me," the Old Tree shouted angrily.

He opened his arms, and a mighty force soared into the sky.

"Bloodline Swastika, Flesh and Blood Return!"

At that moment, the blood vessel around him resembled devouring black hole vortices.

Everyone's blood, especially those indigenous people sharing his bloodline, could not be controlled.

Their bloodlines seemed eager to return home, rushing to explode from their bodies.

Returning to the Old Tree's body.

This was his long-conceived plan; the return of bloodline meant eventual resurrection.

But the return came too early now.

His body had not restored to its peak state, and returning now, it couldn't withstand the immense power.

What the outcome would be then, no one knew.

Yet the Old Tree evidently had no patience to wait any longer; if he didn't return, he would be killed by Xu Zimei today.

How could he accept dying?

This plan of many years was all for the sake of resurrection.

He'd rather take the risk and try once.

The return of bloodline was like a rule of the Great Dao, unless one attained Enlightenment, reversal was impossible.

Even if you are a Three Corpses Strong One, reversal is not an option.

It's just that Three Corpses Strong Ones can endure longer.

Initially, weaker individuals failed to hold on, and their bloodlines flowed into the Old Tree's body.

As enough bloodlines were fused, the power within the Old Tree became terrifying.

Originally sealed, he couldn't move.

But at this moment, he stepped out of the seal, the Firmament filled with rolling thunder, furious winds, and tempestuous rains.

The Old Tree's height began to grow continuously.

His long hair flying, robes tattering, yet his imposing aura causing dread.

Moreover, the fusion of flesh and blood did not stop, but endlessly continued.

Ordinary cultivators were fused, followed by Emperors, and even Great Saints couldn't endure.

To be absorbed into the Old Tree's body.

"No, we must stop him, if his endless fusion continues, no one will be able to contend with him," the Mountain-Controlling River Emperor said anxiously on the side.