A sudden sense of foreboding welled up in Yun Che's heart, yet at this moment, he felt mired in a quagmire, feeling somewhat powerless. The power of his ancestors had long since departed from him, and even the power of the sixty-four True Gods seemed dim and lusterless, unable to fully unleash it. His cultivation realm plummeted once again, like a descent into the abyss.
"I can feel that the aura on your body is just like the flame of a dying lamp, constantly weakening. It seems that what you said before about the 'three swords' was not empty talk." Yun Che said with forced calmness. Although his heart was a little turbulent, he did not show any panic on the surface.
After striking that devastating third blow, the Ancestral Sword Spirit of the Heaven-Slaying Sword completely faded. This third strike had cost him nearly all of his strength and life. At this moment, the Ancestral Sword Spirit of the Heaven-Slaying Sword was like a candle in the wind, in an extremely weak state.
Logically speaking, such a person shouldn't pose too much of a threat to Yun Che, let alone endanger his life, but Yun Che felt an unprecedented sense of tension deep in his heart.
"In this state, what can you do to me?" Yun Che sneered. He seemed calm and composed, as if he had simply ignored the words of the Heaven-Slaying Ancestral Sword Spirit. However, Yun Che had the word "caution" deeply engraved in his heart.
He knew that a being capable of subverting the entire Age of Gods and Demons, and having endured for so many years, was far more complex than it appeared. The Ancestral Sword Spirit of the Heaven-Slaying Slayer must have a backup plan, one that was likely no less powerful than his previous three decisive strikes.
But at this moment, Yun Che was completely helpless and could only forcefully support his shaky body, trying not to collapse. If the opponent truly possessed a fourth sword with the same power as before, then the only outcome awaiting him would be death.
But this is also good. At least Qingyue, Jasmine, Wuyao, Qianying, Xuanyin, Caili...they can continue to live safely and will not be hurt again.
Yun Che thought to himself that using his own death to exchange for world peace didn’t seem like such a bad idea.
"That's right, I didn't lie to you. The strength in me is indeed almost exhausted." A last cruel smile appeared on Yun Gu's old face.
His cloudy eyes were now trying hard to focus, wanting to see Yun Che's figure clearly once again, as if he wanted to forever imprint this young man who defeated him in the depths of his memory.
"But I also have other powers! For example, this power, which you should be very familiar with." Yun Gu slowly raised his left hand, and a strange black flame suddenly appeared on the palm of his hand.
This wasn't his ultimate yang power, but rather an extremely unstable, dark profound force that emanated a tyrannical and terrifying aura. This was the power of the Evil Infant.
Yun Che's pupils suddenly shrank. He was all too familiar with the power before him. In an instant, the terrifying memories stored deep within his soul suddenly emerged, as if transformed into a hideous nightmare, tightly entangling him, making it impossible for him to break free.
This was exactly the power of "reversal" that the Evil Infant released in his final, desperate moment before his second reincarnation!
Although this black flame was not as powerful as the Evil Infant's own complete "reversal" power, it still contained a trace of the power of the ancestor. For the extremely weak Yun Che at this moment, it was undoubtedly a fatal threat.
"The Heaven-Slaying Ancestral Sword contains the power of the Ancestral. Similarly, as a tool of correction, the Evil Infant's Wheel of Myriad Tribulations also contains a power of the Ancestral. It's called the power of 'reversal'!" Yun Gu explained to Yun Che with an almost crazy "caring" attitude.
“Originally, this power would not be used on you. This is because it is the last resort I have left, but you! Your existence has become the greatest shame of my life. Yun Che, don’t blame your master, this is the punishment you deserve!” At this moment, Yun Gu completely fell into madness.
Originally, his gaze wasn't solely focused on Yun Che, but also on the mysterious shadow looming behind him. But in this final, frantic moment, Yun Gu chose to abandon his mission and betray his beliefs, pouring all his hatred onto Yun Che. Regardless of the outcome, he had no regrets.
At this moment, the ugliness of human nature overcame all rationality and perseverance. His only thought was to let Yun Che die.
"Since it's come to this, I'll give you another 'gift.'" Yun Gu once again tightly grasped the Zhutian Ancestral Sword in his right hand. "Back then, I left the [Last Ancestral Sword Might] within the Zhutian Ancestral Sword. Although this power has dissipated considerably and is not as strong as the three fatal sword moves I just used, it still represents an unstoppable destructive force to all living beings in this world!"
The left hand is "reversed" and the right hand is "Zhu Tian". At this moment, the sword spirit of the Zhu Tian ancestor is like the real ancestor god descending.
Although his own strength had not recovered and his consciousness was constantly disintegrating, these two powerful external forces made him shine brightly and as invincible as a god.
Compared to him, Yun Che looked so small, his entire body dim and dull, as if he had no power to resist at all.
This was indeed the case. At this moment, Yun Che desperately tried to mobilize the power of the chaotic world within his body. However, all he got in response were only a few strands of the power of life and the power of destruction, like a dried-up spring, no longer able to gush out surging power.
In order to block the Three Annihilation Swords, Yun Che had already exhausted all of his potential and squeezed out the power of the chaotic world within his body. At this moment, he no longer had any strength left.
“‘Reversed’! ‘Heaven Slaying’! Go ahead, use your strength to bury this heretic forever in the outer chaotic void!” Yun Gu’s final roar was filled with a resolute intent, as if he wanted to “die together” with Yun Che.
The dark flame dragon and the golden sword light crisscrossed and intertwined. These two forces, which were considered the most terrifying destructive forces in the world, blasted towards Yun Che mercilessly at the same time.
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