"It's rare to see Changsheng being so serious." Liuguang Realm King Luo Changchen suddenly said, "It seems that although he is sure of victory, he does not underestimate the enemy. That's right."
“No,” Luo Guxie shook his head: “It was Yun Che who made him feel a sense of crisis.”
"Sense of crisis?" Luo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean?"
Luo Guxie said slowly, “Since Changsheng was a child, he has never been defeated by his peers. He has always been the only one who looks down on everyone. Others don’t even look down on him, and there is no one who can be compared with him. He has been like this all his life and has long been accustomed to this state. But Yun Che… He is younger than Changsheng, and his Xuan Dao cultivation is only at the Divine Tribulation Realm, but he can force him to such a point. For the first time, he has a ‘sense of crisis’ and ‘imbalance’ that ‘he may not be as good as him’.”
Luo Chen: “…”
“Changsheng had just specifically asked Yun Che to release the ‘Illusionary God’, and then strangled it immediately. His purpose was not to dampen Yun Che’s spirit, but was also driven by this ‘sense of imbalance’. In the previous battle between Yun Che and Lu Lengchuan, when Yun Che released the ‘Illusionary God’ and displayed its astonishing power to directly reverse the situation, Changsheng’s reaction was extremely intense… because that was a power that he could not even understand.”
"..." Luo Chen frowned and whispered, "So that's how it is."
“However, these immortals themselves may not have noticed it, and even if they did, they would definitely not admit it.” Luo Guxie continued. Obviously, as Luo Changsheng’s master and aunt, she knew Luo Changsheng better than Luo Chen did. “And to balance this unprecedented negative feeling, what the immortals have to do is, of course, completely suppress Yun Che and make him lose thoroughly.”
“When Yun Che is completely trampled under his feet, the negative feelings brought by Yun Che will naturally be crushed.”
Lose? Luo Changsheng never thought that he would lose, and he would never allow himself to lose.
Facing Luo Changsheng’s bland words that sounded like a judgement, Yun Che said nothing. He took a step forward, each step covering a distance of a hundred feet. His profound energy was fully released, and the Golden Crow Record of Burning the World was operating at its peak. The might of the sword and the might of the fire were perfectly integrated in the Heaven Smiting Sword. The moment it exploded, the flames illuminated the sky and almost burned through the void.
Despite such might, Luo Changsheng remained motionless, as calm as if he was watching a gorgeous fireworks display. Only the Holy Thunder Sword drew an arc and stabbed down diagonally.
Yun Che's attack was not violent, but Luo Changsheng's posture was gentle and elegant, like strolling in a garden. As the Holy Thunder Sword stabbed down, three thin white sword beams appeared silently, piercing through the void in an instant, leaving three pale marks between heaven and earth.
Snap!
A light sound passed by his ears in an instant, and the flaming sword might that Yun Che had blasted out was pierced by three thin white sword beams, and then was torn apart in an instant, and in the next instant it turned into a disintegrating storm of profound energy and flaming fragments.
Everyone watching the battle widened their eyes... Just now, they seemed to see the void being completely split, and the three sword beams had disappeared, but in their irises, there were still three pale shadows that remained and did not disappear for a long time.
Yun Che used the Broken Moon Shadow Technique to instantly move forward. Three white rays of light cut through his sword might while also piercing through his icy shadow. His heart was horrified, but his body did not stop for a moment as he approached Luo Changsheng like a stream of light. The huge sword might condensed once again and blasted towards Luo Changsheng in the face.
Boom! !
The Heaven Smiting Sword stopped three feet in front of Luo Changsheng. Amid the roar of metal and stone, a yellow barrier flashed, dented violently, and then suddenly exploded.
The flames and the Heaven Smiting Sword were fiercely shaken away, and Yun Che was even more like being bombarded by a giant mountain, and was tumbled away. Luo Changsheng finally moved, and the sword and the axe blasted together. Five sword beams swept down with the power of the storm. The shadow of a giant eagle flashed behind him, and it was filled with a heavy and incomparable pressure.
Five sword beams locked onto Yun Che’s aura and approached him in an instant. Yun Che turned over with difficulty in the air, and the Heretic God Barrier opened at the fastest speed.
Chichichichi!!
Three sword beams were blocked by the evil god barrier. Under the fourth sword beam, the evil god barrier finally shattered. The fifth sword beam brought with it the power of a raging storm and lashed Yun Che's back fiercely like a whip.
With a loud bang, the snow-covered clothes on Yun Che’s back shattered, and blood foam flew everywhere. However, before he could fight back, his whole body was suddenly pressed down by Ten Thousand Mountains, and he fell rapidly.
Luo Changsheng flew over, his body emitting a rich yellow light, and a heavy force field enveloped Yun Che tightly.
Gravitational force field, one of the advanced laws of earth-based profound arts, the gravity field released by Luo Changsheng was extremely powerful. Especially since Yun Che was using a heavy weapon, one could imagine how much suppression he had. He sensed the approach of Luo Changsheng's power, and gathered all his profound strength before he could barely turn around, swinging his sword nearly twice as slow as usual.
When Luo Changsheng's power fell, he could only hold the Heaven Smiting Sword horizontally in front of him.
Bang!
With the blessing of the yellow light, the Holy Thunder Sword's might was so heavy that it slammed heavily into the Heaven-Slaying Sword.
With the first sword strike, Yun Che’s entire body shook violently, and the aura of the surrounding space of several miles was completely dispelled by the sudden burst of terrifying energy waves.
BANG!!!
With the second sword strike, blood spurted out of Yun Che’s arm, staining his white clothes with blood, and his internal organs churned violently.
boom
The third sword, the Heaven Smiting Sword, was completely shaken away. Yun Che felt as if he was hit by a hammer that held up the sky. His mind roared and he flew backwards fiercely.
Luo Changsheng's face was indifferent, and his aura suddenly changed from yellow to green. The Divine Wind Axe flew out of his hand, and in an instant, it stirred up a terrifying storm that changed the color of the sky and the earth. He chased after Yun Che, who was flying backwards several times faster than Yun Che, and mercilessly smashed down on his back.
“Yun Che!” Mu Bingyun stood up abruptly, her face pale with fear.
Puff
The sound of the storm at that moment was like a volcano exploding. The entire Conferred God Platform was shaken by the storm. Yun Che was thrown in another direction, dragging a long blood mist, flying for dozens of miles before falling heavily to the ground.
The Heaven Smiting Sword also flew out of his hand and fell far away.
“Alas, it’s over.” Huo Rulie closed his eyes. The initial stalemate between the two of them still gave him a glimmer of hope, but after Luo Changsheng really exerted his full strength, Yun Che was completely suppressed. Apart from the unexpected attack from the Phantom God that burned him, Yun Che could hardly even get close.
“After all, he is Luo Changsheng.” Yan Juehai also sighed: “The fact that Yun Che can make him use his full strength is already extremely remarkable. Entering the battle for the top spot is already a miracle. No one is qualified to ask for more from him.”
“Brother Yun, is he… is he okay?” Huo Poyun asked nervously. The battle was already decided, and victory or defeat was no longer important, but… Luo Changsheng’s last terrifying attack had hit Yun Che’s back!
The back is where the spine is. It had been injured by the sword light before, and suffered such a terrible attack when it was weak... No one had any doubt that Yun Che's spine was likely to have been ruthlessly broken.
No matter how powerful a mysterious practitioner is, if his spine is broken, he will be completely paralyzed and no longer have the ability to fight.
Myths are just myths after all, and they are not so easily overturned. Even though Yun Che has shocked the Eastern Divine Region time and time again, he is still powerless to shake the true number one of the younger generation in the Eastern Divine Region.
Luo Changsheng stopped, and even his profound energy gradually subsided. Obviously, in his opinion, there was no need to pursue him anymore. No one knew better than him how powerful the blow that hit Yun Che's spine contained.
His mentality when facing Yun Che was exactly the same as what Luo Guxie had said. He was the undefeated Prince Changsheng, and he was completely accustomed to being undefeated and looking down upon others since he was a child. However, as Yun Che showed his prowess, his heart and soul began to be touched in a way that he had never felt before, and it became stronger and stronger.
Although, he was very sure that his strength was far superior to Yun Che's. But... when he was at the ninth level of the Divine Tribulation Realm, it was impossible for him to exert the same combat power as Yun Che, and it was even more impossible for him to display the power of "Illusion God". At the same time, Yun Che could also control the profound skills of different attributes, and he also had many kinds of divine blood inheritance.
A feeling of "inferiority" grew uncontrollably in his heart. For him, who had always been the "First Son of God", this feeling was undoubtedly uncomfortable and unbearable.
But now, under his true full strength, Yun Che was completely suppressed. Even if he released the phantom god, he had no power to resist at all. He was easily hit hard one after another. At this point, there was no possibility of him turning the situation around.
Yun Che fell into the pool of blood with severe injuries, while Luo Changsheng looked down at him like an emperor. The "discomfort" that had existed for several days quickly faded at this moment, and his eyes became much calmer.
Everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion. In everyone's opinion, this battle for the throne had come to an end. Before the opening of the Mysterious God Conference, Luo Changsheng was already recognized as the one who would challenge for the throne. In the end, no accident happened...
At this moment, Yun Che, who was covered in blood, slowly stood up.
His back was covered in blood and his arms were completely stained red, but he stood straight with no signs of a broken spine. When he turned around, his eyes were filled with a gloomy and fierce look, but there was no fear or trembling in them.
"He... can actually stand up?" Many people exclaimed in surprise.
"What an amazing body! Although his spine is not broken, his internal and external injuries are also very serious. But looking at his appearance...does he want to continue fighting?"
Luo Changsheng's eyebrows moved, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then he smiled: "You can actually stand up. It seems that your muscles and bones must have been specially tempered."
Yun Che: “…”
"I think you will definitely not choose to admit defeat now." Luo Changsheng stretched out his hand: "Then continue. Let me see how long you can hold on."
Ah…ah…ah…ah…ah…
Yun Che’s breathing was not heavy, and his chest rose and fell violently, almost bursting. He slowly stretched out his hand, and when everyone thought that he was going to recall the Heaven Smiting Sword to fight again, they saw a flash of flame, and the Golden Crow Illusion was taken back by him.
"Oh?" Luo Changsheng frowned, a hint of disappointment flashing across his eyes: "You're not planning to admit defeat, are you?"
The people watching the battle also showed disappointment on their faces. Although Yun Che was crushed by Luo Changsheng who exerted his full strength and had no chance of winning, as the top profound practitioner in the Eastern Divine Region, he was in a battle for the throne that was watched by the entire Eastern Divine Region. Even if he was bound to lose, he should at least fight to the last moment, otherwise he would be looked down upon.
Yun Che did not speak, but suddenly and slowly closed his eyes.
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