Chapter 1564 - 138: Nether Lake (Part 2)

Chapter 1564: Chapter 138: Nether Lake (Part 2)

"Is there such a heaven-defying Divine Skill in this world?"

Xie Xuanyi sneered coldly, not believing it at all.

As the Master of the Life and Death Dao Domain, he understood the rigid laws between life and death more than anyone else.

The resurrection of the dead?

What a joke!

If such a Divine Skill really existed, how could the Great Tribulation a thousand years ago have led to the fall of so many Heavenly People... This shadow pursuing the Nether Sea Venerable now is merely at the Seventh Realm of Yang God. Those Heavenly People who emerged from that golden era, which one of them wasn’t stronger than it?

If resurrection was truly possible...

Then Senior Brother Xuan Ming wouldn’t wait until the sea dried up and the rocks crumbled in the Primordial Swallowing Sacred Realm, watching his junior brothers and sisters end their long lives one by one.

The First Master of Sword Palace wouldn’t meet a lonely end in Xuanshui Cave Heaven, leaving only a shadow behind.

In Xie Xuanyi’s view.

The most the Divine Skill of the Nether Lake could do is temporarily capture the flesh of the deceased.

The shadow wishes to "return all things to one".

If dying could achieve unity, why expend so much effort?

"If you don’t believe it, you can try."

The shadow smiled.

"True Monarch..."

Xie Xuanyi transmitted in a low voice, saying, "To kill these filthy things, one must consolidate the Taoist Intent. If there are two Great Dao, then unify them into one... If there is only one Great Dao, compress the Taoist Intent to the extreme!"

"Alright!"

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch nodded.

He no longer hesitated, acting directly, with his large sleeves fluttering as he quickly performed seals, locking his Divine Thought onto the Nether Lake.

"Sizzle!"

The Thunder Pool appeared once more.

Only this time, the Thunder Pool surged, reflecting upwards into the sky.

The layers of snow-white phantom images resembled the legendary and ethereal "White Jade City", grand and magnificent.

Qilin Miaofa True Monarch once again took the "Heavenly Sword".

This time...

The Heavenly Sword emerged from the ground.

This Thunder Pool White Jade City was truly like a great mirror, its creation position corresponding remotely with the Nether Lake on the ground. The snow-white lightning reflected hundreds or thousands of figures emerging from the Nether Lake, excluding the "Nether Sea Venerable", the rest of the Demon Cultivators forming through the Power of Filth all appeared in this Thunder Pool mirror. The True Monarch raised his sleeves, taking the sword from the Thunder Pool, while on the ground, a mountain-like sword peak slowly rose majestically and sharply!

"???"

This kind of Divine Skill greatly exceeded the expectations of Nether Sea.

His pupils contracted as he stepped back.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

The sword peak narrowly grazed past the form of the Nether Sea Venerable, its might covering a ten-mile radius!

This Heavenly Sword emerging from the ground was born from the Thunder Dao condensed to the extreme!

"Such strong Thunder Technique!"

Even Xie Xuanyi secretly marveled.

Though Qilin Miaofa True Monarch employed the "Heavenly Sword", he couldn’t be considered a Sword Cultivator, his Taoist Intent was pure and singular, only the brilliant and clear "Thunder Dao!"

This Thunder Sword Qi surged forth, directly annihilating half of the Demon Cultivators in the Nether Lake—

Those figures standing on the Nether Lake for a long time, and the newly grown "heads", were dissolved instantly upon being touched by the Heavenly Sword!

The True Monarch slowly moved the hand gripping the sword.

His target was always only one person.

"..."

Nether Sea Venerable’s face was expressionless as he began to run across the black lake, knowing the power of the Thunder Pool Heavenly Sword well, avoiding a direct confrontation, while releasing his Divine Thought.

In an instant.

The Demon Cultivators surging from the Nether Lake scattered like moths.

"Gather!"

Just as Xie Xuanyi was about to act, suppressing these Demon Cultivators within a narrow sword domain.

A powerful hand suddenly reached out.

"...?"

Xie Xuanyi frowned, looking down.

Only to see.

The "Ling Chenzi" he’d been stepping on all along, now raised his shattered head with difficulty, squeezing out a very sinister smile.

[Gather] Divine Skill was forcibly interrupted.

Where Ling Chenzi’s blood gathered, a new Nether Lake formed.

The aura on this Daoist Great True Man seemed no longer as "pure" as before.

Glancing down at the sinister smile squeezed out on Ling Chenzi’s face.

A sense of unease emerged in Xie Xuanyi’s heart.

He summoned the Sinking Disease Sword, aiming a full-force severing blow at the figure below—

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron colliding erupted!

Ling Chenzi swiftly raised his hand, forcefully using his flesh to collide with the Flying Sword, not falling behind!

At the moment of attack.

His facial features suddenly shifted.

The skin of the Daoist Great True Man instantly transformed to "Nether Sea".

This was naturally not a low-level Disguise Technique, but a swap of bodies between the Shadow Nether Sea and Ling Chenzi.

Xie Xuanyi’s Heart Lake sank.

He instinctively looked towards the distance, where the figure tangled with Qilin Miaofa True Monarch had changed to Ling Chenzi, and the Daoist Great True Man, covered in blood, was flying close to the ground within the Nether Lake, escaping the crushing coverage of the Domain of Destruction. His body recovered rapidly, still containing a vast amount of Sword Qi within, but ultimately counting as regaining a life.

"Nether Lake... contains the Great Dao of [Void]?"

Xie Xuanyi pondered for a moment and found the answer.

That instant swap was quite unreasonable.

But if the Nether Lake merged with the Path of Void, then it made sense.

Ling Chenzi, Nether Sea...

As long as they fought on the Nether Lake, could these two share the Taoist Intent?

"You’re quite clever!"

"It’s a pity... smart people often die very early!"

Nether Sea Venerable lying in the pool of blood, grinned, he reached out using both hands to grab the Flying Sword’s edge, having failed with the Spirit Sun Rod earlier to stain [Sinking Disease Sword], but now succeeded in seizing the Sinking Disease Sword with his own flesh!

Whoa!

This small portion of Nether Lake instantly boiled!

A vast amount of black Ink Intent surged and boiled out, as Nether Sea Venerable clung tightly to the Flying Sword, sinking downward, seemingly determined to drag the sword into the filthy quagmire!

"..."

Xie Xuanyi grunted.

For the first time in his life, he experienced the sensation of losing control of his Lifebound Flying Sword.

The Ink Intent engulfed the Sinking Disease Sword.

He wanted to pull it back, but the sword trembled desperately, unable to be controlled!

This Power of Filth was extremely potent, seemingly penetrating the sword body... Xie Xuanyi could forcibly apply brute force to break through, yet the [Sinking Disease Sword] might be damaged as a result.

The scene of the Spirit Sun Rod shattering earlier was still fresh in his mind.

"Xie Xuanyi, I’ve dreamt of killing you."

Nether Sea Venerable spoke faintly.

He stared intensely into the young man’s eyes.

Recently, the incident at [Ruins].

What happened at the entrance of the Primordial Immortal Hall, he knew everything, but could only swallow his anger.

After all...

The power-grab feast at Great Saint Mountain had been planned for decades.

No matter how careful.

He hadn’t calculated that Xie Xuanyi would willingly enter the game...

Compared to the numerous Venerables of the Great Saint Mountain.

The shadow’s greatest desire was actually to kill Xie Xuanyi.

This young man bore the "Undying Spring", his Dao Heart incredibly resilient, impossible to tempt, besides that, he’d cultivated the Life and Death Dao Intent that restrained filth.

Given some more time.

He would rival the First Generation Saint Emperor.

So in the shadow’s view.

Anyone can live in these two realms.

Except Xie Xuanyi... must die!

"Daydream all you want."

Xie Xuanyi fixed his gaze on Nether Sea, sneering: "The scene of the [Ruins], you probably didn’t see clearly, right? Let me show you again."

As his words fell.

Xie Xuanyi performed a hand seal and directly punched out.

Abandoning the sword to attack.

He activated the [Primordial Immortal Technique] from his Heart Lake, displaying the top-tier Attack Technique used by the First Generation Saint Emperor of Great Ape Mountain.

This strike was without warning, extremely sudden...

Bam!

When the shadow realized something amiss.

A fist, surging with golden light, had already heavily smashed onto its face.