Chapter 986 - 329: Seven Extremes Blade 4

"Just the right time to test the power of the sixth blade of the freshly practiced Seven Extremes Blade."

Lin Zheyu murmured softly.

In his hand, a long blade had appeared at some unknown time, and a terrifying power of rules was wildly brewing within him.

At this crucial moment of realm fusion, the Celestial Dao Will had just descended with rule fragments, enveloping the surroundings in a powerful force of rules.

Supported by this immense rule power, even though this is the Demon Realm, Lin Zheyu could easily wield the Power of Spatial Rules.

Boom boom boom~~~~

Blake Mo’s path forward was unpredictable, using powerful Divine Perception to avoid those dangerous areas.

The distance between him and Lin Zheyu was closing at an astonishing speed.

The closer to Lin Zheyu’s position, the closer to the node rift, the more terrifying the otherworldly Heavenly Dao pressure Blake Mo could sense.

Under such pressure, its strength would be restrained.

However.

In Blake Mo’s view, dealing with a mere five-stripe-level cultivator, no matter how monstrous or talented the opponent might be, they were still of the five-stripe level.

Even if he was suppressed by the otherworldly Celestial Dao Will, he was confident he could easily slay him.

"Heh heh, since he’s entered the Demon Realm to court death, if he were to go back alive, it would indeed make our Demon Realm seem too incompetent!"

Blake Mo sneered inwardly.

Quickly, the distance to that powerful alien genius was becoming ever closer.

Boom!

Demonic energy inside surging turbulently, the terrifying trump card was ready.

Whoosh!!!!

Suddenly, a terrifying blade light emerged from the darkness.

Blake Mo suddenly sensed an overwhelming crisis.

He kept changing positions, trying to evade the impending danger, but no matter how he dodged, he couldn’t escape the terrifying premonition of death.

"How is this possible!"

"Could the opponent be protected by the otherworldly Celestial Dao Will?"

Fear surged in Blake Mo’s heart, with a growing desire to retreat.

The premonition of death was too intense, far stronger than when he was closest to death before.

"Leave!"

"I can’t go forward anymore, if I advance further, I’ll die!"

Blake Mo’s heart was frantically warning him.

He abruptly changed direction, speeding away without looking back.

However.

At the moment he turned around, Lin Zheyu’s terrifying blade light finally arrived at Blake Mo’s side.

Sizzle—

Ripples suddenly appeared in the void, a pitch-black void rift tore open unexpectedly.

In Blake Mo’s terrified, unexpected gaze.

A supremely sharp, time-splitting blade light sliced out from the void rift.

Blake Mo was stunned by this sudden blade.

The blade was unimaginably swift; his internal alarm system had gone into overload, but his physical body couldn’t respond in time.

He could only watch helplessly as the blade light entered his body, splitting him in two.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—

As Blake Mo struggled, a surge of life force emerged from within, attempting to rapidly recover.

Yet several more void rifts suddenly opened, from which terrifying blade lights slashed out.

In an instant, Blake Mo’s body was cut into scattered fragments.

Whoosh~~

A gentle breeze blew.

Lin Zheyu’s figure began to appear.

"This demon seems to be a rare specimen too, if I take it back for study, it should yield some good insights."

Lin Zheyu said to himself.

With a wave of his right hand, the writhing demon flesh on the ground vanished instantly.

He looked up, gazed distantly at the one-eyed demon, whose eyes were wide open with a hint of disbelief.

Lin Zheyu’s mouth curled into a gentle smile.

"This is also a rare demon, would love to capture it too..."

Lin Zheyu thought regretfully.

It’s a pity the opponent didn’t enter this area.

Now that the spacetime nodes were stabilizing, leaving this area, encountering a powerful demon would be dangerous.

"Better head back first."

"This harvest is good, time to reflect, then go with Tu Mingzhen to the Witch Race’s relic."

"Then, I can apply for the mission to guard the Bloody Trial Ground."

Lin Zheyu pondered to himself.

His figure moved slightly and swiftly vanished into the node rift.

Seeing Lin Zheyu disappear.

The one-eyed demon Cecil finally collected himself, yet his eyes remained full of disbelief.

"Blake Mo actually died!"

"He’s a Six-Stripe Peak Demon Fiend, and died at the hands of an alien five-stripe-level genius cultivator!"

This..."

The one-eyed demon still felt somewhat dreamlike, as if experiencing an unreal sensation...

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