A sword left its mark in the sky. Even though Lin Feng had his eyes closed, or perhaps he knew that the sword strike had ended, he still silently told himself that the sword strike in the sky still truly existed.
It was like a sword strike that would never end.
This sword strike remained in this space, and also in this time.
This sword strike cannot even be swept away by the flow of time; it constantly reminds everyone, attempting to use this reminder to carve a sword in their hearts.
Faced with such a terrifying sword strike, Huo Yun remained unusually calm and threw a punch. The Emperor Flame, which had transformed into a ring of strange fire, gathered together and punched the sword intent, burning space and time, destroying everything, and burning away everything that could be remembered and spoken.
Click!
Just then, another sword struck, and the blazing fire that had engulfed the sky was only held back for a moment before being severed again.
Immediately afterwards, the fire ring transformed into a crimson meteor, instantly shattering the sword's edge and blocking it.
A moment later, the two fell from the air, seemingly neither of them had gained an advantage, but the difference in their strength had already been made.
Huo Yun used many methods, but Lü Dongbin simply walked forward with his sword, ruthlessly breaking through them.
Standing atop the scorched earth, Lü Dongbin raised his sword once more. Unlike the sword intent before, this time his sword transformed into a sigh, first sweeping across himself and cutting away the troubles brought by the fire meteor, then wielding the sword directly at the fire meteor's brow.
"Fellow Daoist Lü's Three Swords of Mind and Nature are truly a unique and pure Yang martial art."
Zhong Kui sighed, and some of his unresolved worries were involuntarily cleared from his mind, leading him to begin a series of intermittent sighs.
The Three Swords of Mind: the Sword to Sever Afflictions, the Sword to Sever Greed and Anger, and the Sword to Sever Lust. After wielding these three swords, one can break free from worldly distractions, transcend the shackles of fame and fortune, and attain a pure Yang body.
The sword that cuts through troubles has three strikes.
The first strike is both a severance and an admission, acknowledging the suffering of the fire meteor and the cruel twist of fate.
He admitted that he was not avoiding it.
He is not a perfect person, but he is by no means someone who denies the past. What's done is done, and it cannot be changed by resentment or regret.
The second severance is the severance of cause and effect. The two of them will eventually reach a conclusion: everything in the world has an end. What he needs to do is not to let this cause and effect continue for no reason, but to have enough determination to sever this cause and effect, no matter what the outcome.
The third strike is the severing of oneself. The sword falls but the heart has no regrets. He is very happy that Huo Yun has come this far. The other party's suffering may not be over yet, but he will not let these things cause him trouble or make him feel sorry for himself.
"A fine sword!"
Huo Yun was astonished. The sword fell, but he had no regrets. This sword pierced Huo Yun's heart. He could not defend against it, nor could he possibly defend against it. He felt regret in his heart.
"Amazing..." Lin Feng, who was watching up close, wished he could be the one to be struck by the sword. From the outside, it looked like the two of them broke through each other's defenses at the same time after the collision of endless energy, and struck each other with pure will.
However, the difference is that the clash of wills between the two is not about killing intent or beliefs, but simply the slight annoyance that connects them.
They were both trying to exploit a weakness in each other's character to defeat the other, but unfortunately, Huo Yun's troubles and hatred were no match for the opponent's attack on his character.
At this moment, Lü Dongbin swung his sword again, unleashing the second sword, the Sword of Severing Greed and Anger, which stirred up boundless power of heaven and earth, aiming straight at the opponent's literary and martial spirit.
"clang!"
A startling sound of a thrust rang out, and a rotating fiery protective mirror appeared in front of Huo Yun, blocking Lü Dongbin's sword light.
"Dual martial souls?" Everyone noticed the swirling light on the protective mirror.
Lü Dongbin also recognized the origin of the Heart-Protecting Mirror, and without hesitation, he thrust out a second sword, striking the Heart-Protecting Mirror once more.
"Master Lü, this mirror is called the Pure Yang Heart-Protecting Mirror. I obtained it after consuming a Pure Yang Fire Grass and a Pure Yang Immortal Flame, which led to my enlightenment of the Pure Yang Technique." Huo Yun laughed. "A participant told me that once you comprehend the will within the technique, you can awaken a new martial soul by replenishing your soul power."
"I cannot sever ties with the past, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today, so..." Huo Yun said, "Your sword cannot sever me!"
The Emperor's Flame was burning fiercely, and the Heart-Protecting Mirror once again blocked the sword. At the same time, it released the power that had been driving him forward from the depths of his heart: "Now I will show you how my Emperor's Flame can burn away all the troubles of the world!"
A raging inferno swept in from the front, while a dazzling sword pierced the sky from below. The battle between the two seemed to have just begun, forcing the onlookers to retreat countless miles away.
"Amitabha, it seems they won't stop anytime soon," Xuanzang sighed.
"Oh dear, who would have thought this guy's technique is actually Pure Yang Gong?" Zhong Kui said with the same difficulty, "And it's Pure Yang Gong in a completely different direction, it's really hard to say who will win or lose."
Lin Feng spoke to the two of them as if they were very familiar friends: "Then let's wait and see, maybe we'll have results soon."
Zhong Kui retorted, "Boy, it's none of your business to speak."
"Well..." Lin Feng dodged the other party for a moment, and was about to say something when several men in black robes appeared beside them.
Zhong Kui glanced at the aura emanating from these people and an idea immediately formed in his mind. However, just as he was about to draw his weapon, a faint spatial fluctuation in the sky caught his attention.
"Participants..."
He was intimately familiar with this fluctuation, and every time a Nightmare Space sent participants there, it would begin with this subtle spatial transfer.
Although he couldn't pinpoint the exact situation, he would never admit to being wrong.
"Your friend?" Zhong Kui asked, pulling Lin Feng behind him.
"Don't ask me, I don't know either." Lin Feng looked curiously at the figures that were gradually appearing in the sky.
Was it him?
Qiao Yufei?
He's back again?
Lin Feng's pupils contracted, and then he saw the person on the other person's body. A feeling of familiarity and strangeness immediately rose from the bottom of his heart.
They are from the Evil Yuan Path!
Qiao Yufei actually brought people from the Evil Yuan Sect to find him?
It's a Rune fragment!
Lin Feng's heart sank. He had guessed that Qiao Yufei might bring others, but he never expected that the other party would go to find people from the Evil Yuan Path.
At this moment, Zhong Kui, who was also familiar with the situation, revealed the other party's identity: "Hmm? This aura... is it someone from the Evil Yuan Sect?"
“Amitabha...it is evil that breeds evil.”
Unlike the two men, the Venerable Xuanzang immediately recognized the person, not only calling out their name but also revealing their identity: "The creator of the Evil Yuan Path..."
The creator of the Evil Yuan Path?
Hearing this title, Lin Feng's heart could no longer remain calm.
"roll!"
Suddenly, a cold shout rang out from all around, and the people draped in black robes immediately began to stagger and flee in opposite directions.
But before these people could run away, their clothes seemed to gain some unknown vitality, and slowly sprouted pointed buds.
Immediately afterwards, the clothes, which had been like inanimate objects, gained signs of extraordinary life, twisting and drawing away the surrounding energy, growing and emerging from these people's bodies.
That was... bestowed by life? Bestowed by will?
Lin Feng vaguely felt the restlessness within his body. Some subtle demonic power that had been restrained outside his body was quietly sprouting. It sprouted from a microscopic perspective, growing two spiraling, pointed buds that extended outwards.
Within them, their own life will had already been born, simultaneously devouring, seizing, and erasing the will bestowed upon them by Lin Feng.
"Evil Mark Aberration - Demonic Power"
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