The two men grappled directly with each other, engaging in a thrilling close combat, colliding with each other with the most extreme physical strength.
At this moment, Mo Su's Great Desolate Divine Body displayed its unparalleled divine power. The majestic Great Desolate Power overflowed, completely enveloping his body. Every time he swung his sword, a layer of Great Desolate Power enveloped and protected him, making his attacks even more fierce and invulnerable.
On the other side, Yun Che was also wielding the Heaven Smiting Devil Slayer Sword with all his might, but his expression had turned extremely grim. This was because he had suddenly discovered that his own Great Desolate Power was being suppressed by an invisible force, unable to be used to heal his injuries.
“Did you see it?” Mo Su raised a light smile. Taking advantage of Yun Che’s distraction, he slashed out with the sword in his hand like lightning, landing on Yun Che’s arm.
Bright red blood slowly seeped out from Yun Che's clothes, dripping onto the ground in a regular pattern.
It was only at this moment that Yun Che clearly realized that the power of the Great Desolation within him had been completely suppressed by Mo Su's Great Desolation Divine Body, rendering it unable to exert any effect at all. At the same time, the pain radiating from his back was like a sharp needle, constantly irritating his nerves.
The twin pagodas, which had previously radiated the power of the Great Wilderness and shone with light, now seemed to have been cast under a spell, completely ceasing their rotation. They stood there silently, as if they had lost their function, as if lacking the vital force of the primordial Great Wilderness to propel them forward.
This scene was actually within Mo Su's expectations.
During Paradise Lost, the "Buddha Towers" within Yun Che suddenly lost control and fell into chaos. Mo Su, taking advantage of the opportunity to heal Yun Che's injuries, quietly channeled his own Great Desolate Power into the twin pagodas. While this Great Desolate Power couldn't stop the towers' violent rotation at the time, it now easily disabled the normally functioning towers.
A long-lost feeling of fatigue surged into Yun Che's heart. Without the support of the power of the Great Desolate, his condition showed obvious fluctuations, but Yun Che's gaze remained firm. The bright profound energy instantly covered the wound. Under the effect of the miracle of life, the external injury recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Yun Che, this farce should end. You deserve all the praise for allowing this emperor to use this sword."
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