Volume 3 - Chapter 416: One Sword to Sweep Away All Evil, Only the Bright Moon Illuminates the Rivers and Mountains (Part 5)
Suddenly, waves of power surged forth and crashed into Li Hao’s domain like a violent tide.
One of the forces struck like a heavy hammer, pounding his sea of consciousness with brutal force.
“Be careful!”
Outside the arena, Su Muqing’s expression changed the moment she saw Meng Qing take the stage. She hurriedly cried out, but her voice couldn’t penetrate the barrier.
Li Hao had long noticed the demon youth who wielded the power of nightmares. In the instant thunder cracked, that nightmare power descended. It bypassed spatial rules and temporal distance, ignoring the boundary of domains, and struck directly at his consciousness and Primordial Spirit.
However, nightmare abilities were intimately tied to the strength of the soul.
Previously, Su Muqing had nearly fallen asleep under it, only because her Primordial Spirit had been injured in her fight with Redbeard and was being continuously corroded by a Blood Curse. She couldn’t muster her full strength.
But Li Hao’s Primordial Spirit… far surpassed Su Muqing’s.
Especially after condensing a drop of True God’s Blood and fully stepping into the realm of True Gods, this nightmare law, though it struck hard, had no effect on him.
It was as if a tiny nightmare had suddenly barged into a vast world, appearing pitifully small and powerless.
Then, the power of the True God blood’s soul surged out.
In Li Hao’s sea of consciousness, a blazing, crimson sun-like force fell like a meteor, crushing the intruding force.
The nightmare shattered in an instant, wailing in agony.
But that scream wasn’t in his mind.
It came from the demon youth, Meng Qing.
His eyes spurted blood as he clutched his face. His Primordial Spirit was suffused with a glowing crimson—half blood, half light.
It was as if a radiant flame from within his soul had ignited, reflecting a deep red across his entire essence… until it exploded!
Boom! His Primordial Spirit detonated on the spot!
It had all happened in a blink. He had attacked Li Hao and was instantly struck by backlash. His nightmare power shattered, his soul destroyed, and his aura plummeted to a feeble whisper of life.
Meanwhile, the other demon prodigies had all made their moves. Waves of power surged in from every direction.
Though these powers ripped through Li Hao’s Eternal Dao Domain with ease, once they landed on his body, they were blocked—completely neutralized by his Heaven and Earth Immortal Body.
Half the attackers couldn’t even scratch him!
The Heaven and Earth Immortal Body had already surpassed that of ordinary Heavenly Immortals. Its fusion of flesh and soul grew stronger as both improved.
When the True God blood was refined, his physical body ascended another tier. Even a peak Immortal Lord couldn’t easily harm him now.
Li Hao ignored the attacks. As for those few that could break through and leave a mark, the wounds healed in an instant.
He stood like a god in the heart of a storm—unshakable, calm, his gaze cutting with cold, domineering killing intent.
Amidst the chaos, one particular force surged toward him—it carried a strange, twisted energy, like some ancient whisper.
It dragged at his soul, as if to cast it into a void of madness and ruin.
This was a direct soul-corrupting attack.
Bang!
The next moment, it was shattered.
Li Hao’s eyes only flickered momentarily before returning to that cold, razor-sharp focus.
That attack, meant to disturb his Dao Heart, posed no threat at all. His Dao Heart had already surpassed eternity.
Within the Immortal Lord Realm, there was nothing that could sway it. Not even powers of the Immortal King Realm could shake his heart!
Among all his strengths, his Dao Heart… was the strongest.
A muffled groan rang out from the crowd of demon prodigies. One of them stared in disbelief.
His bloodline secret technique had been shattered in an instant?
Even if it were used against an Eternal Dao Heart, he believed he could still trap his foe in a daze for several breaths, leaving them helpless and open to attack.
In those few moments, seventeen others could’ve torn Li Hao apart a thousand times over.
But the moment it touched Li Hao—it was destroyed.
That man’s Dao Heart… His pupils constricted in fear.
By then, Li Hao had already raised his sword.
The Dao Source Immortal Seal, Nine Orders, and the myriad paths of Heaven and Earth all converged into that blade.
At the same time, the Fivefold Sovereign Sword merged into it.
Sword techniques from various southern immortal dynasties, all exchanged at great cost, as well as the ultimate Sword Decree learned from the Ninefold Abyss of Dreams—every technique he had mastered—all were now infused into his sword.
With the burning force of his Primordial Spirit, layered with twelve levels of sword intent, he compressed and refined it, mastering the power until a perfect equilibrium was reached.
All swords in the world… were his sword.
All Dao under heaven… were his Dao.
Slash!
Li Hao’s blade moved.
A blood-red, bloodthirsty killing aura surged up, coiling around his hand, merging with the divine flames of his Primordial Spirit. It roared into a storm of wrath—one sword illuminating the world!
“Impossible!”
All the demon prodigies paled. They revealed their true forms. Behind them, heavenly apparitions manifested, each burning their souls in desperation. They roared, attempting to block the strike.
But as the sword lifted, its light pierced the heavens, dispersing all clouds. Chains formed from the laws of time, space, and the myriad Daos gathered around the blade.
Boom!
As the sword fell, the very sky above the Dao Arena warped into an arc. Space itself buckled under the weight of the strike. The center of the void cracked and shattered.
The demon prodigies’ apparitions, their Primordial Spirits, all their roars and attacks—bloodline techniques, immortal arts—all were consumed by that sword light.
“Impossible!”
The purple-robed man’s eyes shrank in horror.
The force of that strike… it had reached the very peak of the Immortal Lord Realm!
Not a common peak, but a level rivaling geniuses at the full perfection of the Immortal Lord Realm!
Thunder and fire tore through the void, crackling madly. Space collapsed into broken rifts. Shards of reality and arcs of lightning wove across the Dao Arena.
This place, where the Demon Ancestor had perished fifty thousand years ago, now became an apocalyptic battlefield once more.
That sword… was like the collapse of heaven and earth, the dawn of creation!
All watched in breathless awe.
When the light faded, the sword’s radiance had pierced the arena’s floor. In the void, the eighteen demon prodigies—most were dead.
Only three or four had barely clung to life by shielding themselves with demon weapons. Their bodies were shattered, reduced to mangled scraps. Some had only a drop or two of blood left to regroup.
And in the silence, amidst the cooling air…
Only that youth remained standing.
His crimson sword shimmered with a cold, murderous gleam. He radiated an aura of invincibility.
One sword swept away all the world’s demons—leaving only the bright moon to shine upon the rivers and mountains.
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