"Huh? This is..."

Tang Xuan was slightly moved.

The terrifying power of the Heavenly Thunder has been proven by countless people.

However, he was killed with a single sword strike by the Desolate Sword.

Such power greatly exceeded Tang Xuan's expectations.

Amidst his shock, he was also filled with a sense of excitement.

This power!

good!

very nice!

The power of the desolate force was beyond his imagination.

As expected of a power born from the ruins of the Great Dao, it exists specifically to destroy the Great Dao.

Even the ultimate heavenly lightning is just one of the three thousand Great Daos.

There is no chance of victory against the desolate power.

"You... there's nothing more you can do!"

The Stone Clan Ancestor held up the Desolate Sword, his eyes filled with the cold indifference of death.

Shi Ying was already trembling with excitement.

"Hahaha, Tang Xuan, you're finished, you're finished!"

Tang Xuan chuckled.

The power of desolation is indeed terrifying, but he has far too many trump cards up his sleeve.

"Extreme Fire Manual! Blazing Flames Soar into the Sky!"

With a wave of his hand, the power increased several times over, which was the power of the Great Dao Fire Source Seed.

Faced with the divine fire formed by the condensation of the nine supreme flames, the Stone Clan Ancestor was slightly moved, but his contempt remained unchanged.

"It's no use, don't you understand?"

"Even if your flames have reached the level of divine fire, they are still shattered in the face of desolation!"

The Stone Clan Ancestor raised the Desolate Sword and slashed down with it.

With a soft "plop!"

The power of the Great Dao of Flames condensed from the Great Dao Fire Source Seed became desolate at a visible speed, eventually disappearing without a trace.

"Fire... is also a Dao!"

The Stone Clan Ancestor said calmly.

"All things in heaven and earth exist within the Dao, therefore the power of desolation is the nemesis of everything!"

Tang Xuan stroked his chin.

"Oh, this is indeed a bit tricky!"

The Stone Clan Ancestor nodded.

"Very well, now kneel down and accept your death!"

Tang Xuan shook his head.

"Hehe, I really like the power of desolation. Why don't you hand it over so I can study it?"

"Oh right, there's also the Desolate Sword Technique!"

The Stone Clan Ancestor's expression suddenly changed.

"Even on the verge of death, you still dare to be stubborn. Fine, I wanted to let you live a little longer, but now I don't need to!"

He raised the desolate sword in his hand and then slashed down with it.

Pfft!

The void surrounding Tang Xuan turned into a dark and desolate wasteland.

Powerful, desolate sword energy corroded Tang Xuan's physical body, even eroding his life force.

"Um?"

Tang Xuan frowned and immediately unleashed his soul power.

The desolate power was instantly torn apart, but within the blink of an eye, it was reassembled once more.

Each time Tang Xuan tears something apart, the power of desolation increases several times over.

"This is……"

The Stone Clan Ancestor sneered, "Have you noticed? The power of desolation is not as simple as you imagine. This power originates from the shattered Great Dao, so it assimilates and corrodes various Great Daos. Every time you tear it apart, the power of desolation devours more Great Dao power! You're finished..."

As the words were spoken, the power of desolation began to increase.

Tang Xuan's struggle became increasingly difficult.

The people under Emperor Xuanzong couldn't help but feel worried.

"Oh no! The patriarch is in danger!"

"Go to the rescue!"

"No... that desolate power is too terrifying; whoever goes there will die!"

Tang Tian'er gritted her teeth and said, "Even if we die, we will save the family head!"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Without Tang Xuan, Emperor Xuanzong would be nothing.

Just as everyone was about to make a move, Tang Xuan's voice came.

No one dared disobey his orders.

Shi Ying laughed loudly, "That's right, listen to your patriarch, don't go there to your death!"

"However, it's no use now. With him dead, you're nothing but a rabble, destined to die without a burial place, hahaha..."

Tang Xuan looked at Shi Ying coldly.

"A dying man, watch closely!"

At this moment, Tang Xuan's upper body had turned the same color as the power of desolation.

Shi Ying gritted his teeth and said, "Don't be so smug. The power of desolation has already devoured half of your body. I don't believe you have any heaven-defying tricks to turn the tables!"

Tang Xuan chuckled to himself.

He grabbed with one hand, and a mysterious fluctuation appeared.

Click click click!

Wherever the fluctuations passed, the desolate power shattered.

"Huh? This is..."

The Stone Clan Ancestor frowned.

This power was extremely unusual; even he felt a chill run down his spine.

However, he did not panic, because the power of desolation was reborn.

However, before the Stone Clan Ancestor could even feel smug, the reborn desolate power seemed to be grabbed by an invisible hand and sent all of it toward the source of the void fluctuations.

A silver-white longsword slowly appeared.

It was this sword that devoured the power of desolation.

"What, this sword is..."

The Stone Clan Ancestor's pupils suddenly contracted.

He couldn't believe that, apart from the Stone Clan's unique Desolate Sword, there were other weapons that could contain and absorb the power of desolation.

Tang Xuan smiled slightly.

"You have the Desolate Sword, and I also have a sword, named... Abandon Heaven..."

"The appearance of this sword was an accident, so it is not within the Dao! Even the power of desolation cannot shake it!"

After absorbing the power of desolation, the Abandoned Heaven Sword underwent some changes once again.

The color changed from dark to bright silver.

The entire sword was transparent, within which countless Dao principles flowed and vanished.

"How could this be..."

The Stone Clan Ancestor was shocked.

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