Chapter 717: Borrowing Strength from the Past

In a big forest, there are all kinds of birds.

Bai Donglin's face was full of exploration desire as he stared at the long sword that was weeping blood. Around the blade, waves of sharp aura surging wildly shattered time and space, but could not block his brilliant gaze.

The human race is just one of the endless races. He has seen many alien life forms in the Taihao heavens, not to mention the black disaster creatures. There are countless strange and bizarre life forms.

This blood-crying long sword named Curacao is not a treasure with intelligence. It itself is a unique life form, and its people are all kinds of sharp weapons.

The reproduction method of their tribe is even more incredible. The heavens where they live will give birth to a magical furnace of heaven and earth, in which two sharp creatures will be put into smelting, splitting out a part of their "body", and after fusion, new life will be born.

Due to the uniqueness of this method, there is only a minimum limit but no upper limit to the number of weapons that can be put into the furnace. So-called ethics and morals do not exist among the people of Curacao.

All I can say is that we should respect each other's customs. In the endless universe, no matter what kind of strange and bizarre things happen, they all exist objectively.

"I just need a weapon that suits me. You are great!"

Bai Donglin had a "friendly" look on his face as he looked up and down the Bloodthirsty Long Sword. The more he looked, the more satisfied he became, as if he saw the shadow of a deadly omen on Curacao.

Because of the absolute barrier laid by "War", he escaped alone, with nothing on his body, and he looked down upon ordinary magical weapons. However, this Curacao, as an eleventh realm, had essentially surpassed the ancient weapons, so he was qualified.

“You’re looking for death!!”

Upon hearing this, Curacao became furious. Bai Donglin's words violated his taboo. Because of the special nature of their ethnic group, since ancient times, countless beings have been eyeing them and wanted to capture them for their own use.

"kill--"

Curacao took the first step. With a faint glow of light from his blade, the sky filled with black and red light, and the boundless earth, were instantly split into two.

"Causality Slash?"

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, and before he could think, the blood-crying long sword had already cut through his scalp, and the blade was stuck in his skull. The blood stains on the blade twisted and squirmed like a living thing, trying to drill into his brain.

"It's a really nice, sharp sword. It's mine!"

Bai Donglin's long black hair danced wildly in the wind, and every strand of hair shone with divine light. With a mysterious trajectory, it blocked the past and the future and wrapped around the blade.

“Arrogant!”

Hearing that Bai Dong was still talking nonsense even though he was in such a situation, Curacao was furious. The blade of his sword trembled, and terrifying murderous intent gushed out.

At this time, the other five Black Disaster masters also launched an offensive. The terrifying aura that escaped from them turned everything around them into nothingness, forming a gray spherical space with a radius of hundreds of millions of light years.

Beings in the eleventh realm all had extremely condensed attacks. Such horrifying movements were merely caused by the agitation of breath, and the amount of destructive power contained was less than one billionth of the attack power.

“There are so many people, it’s amazing, right?”

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, his figure flashed, the will in his body boiled and roared, all tangible matter and intangible thoughts were burning fiercely.

“Not enough!”

Bai Donglin's eyes suddenly widened, and red-gold flames gushed out, burning the space-time and making a big hole. The space-time, which was originally a concept of nothingness, was actually melted by the heat and flowed like golden water.

Through the cave entrance, one can vaguely see figures standing at past time nodes, all burning wildly.

"Infinite! The ultimate sublime!"

Waves of power from the past surged in. Although they had become extremely weak after being eroded by the long river of time and space, they were numerous enough to still double Bai Donglin's full-strength power.

“This guy…”

The terrifying aura that erupted from Bai Donglin made Curacao and others stunned and shocked. With such obvious fluctuations in time and space, how could they not see what Bai Donglin had done.

"You, aren't you afraid of backlash?!"

Anyone who breaks through the eleven realms and converges the timeline can travel through the long river of time and space and step into the past, but if they interfere, they will suffer backlash depending on the severity of the disturbance to the timeline.

They could also do it with the help of past strength, but it is totally unnecessary as it would put too much of a burden on themselves, and the increased strength would not achieve an essential breakthrough in combat power, let alone sustain it. Unless they are facing a crisis of certain death, they could barely give it a try.

But Bai Donglin was now facing the siege of six people of the same realm, and now he had to endure the terrifying backlash. How long could he last? It would be better to choose to escape, as his chances of survival would be greater.

"It was indeed a terrible backlash! I almost died of pain..."

Bai Donglin grinned, the violent flames in his eyes seemed substantial. His existence, under the combined effects of spontaneous combustion and backlash, appeared and disappeared, forming a delicate balance with the frequency of his immortal recovery.

Fortunately, he was only borrowing the power of the past. If he tried to interfere with the future time and space, the horrible backlash force would take his life in an instant.

"Super God Realm! Expand——"

boom!!

The ripples of will that were as condensed as substance spread out in all directions. In just a moment, the area within billions of light years was infected with a hint of strange color.

It’s a long story, but in the blink of an eye, Bai Donglin was overwhelmed by the terrible and strange attack. The twisted and corrupted quagmire of time and space enveloped him. Extremely bright scarlet sword beams shot out in all directions without any pattern.

"snort!"

Bai Donglin looked stern as he stood in the center of the storm. His body was licked by the surging misty flames. With a slight curl, he destroyed the attack on his body. He opened his big hands and clenched them fiercely, directly grasping the blood-weeping long sword hidden in the endless sword light.

“You, you…”

Curacao was so horrified that he couldn't avoid the grip of the hand.

"Haha, do you think you are the only one who understands cause and effect?"

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Bai Donglin showed disdain. The law of cause and effect was one of the ten rules he majored in. The level of his skill was no less than that of Curacao. Coupled with the explosive growth of power at this time, it was easy for him to crush Curacao's cause and effect attack.

"You don't want to be controlled by others, but you still have the handle of a knife. Tell me, are you cheap? And you're pretending to be noble."

"Weapons are meant to be used!"

Bai Donglin clenched his hands, and endless power poured down, completely suppressing Curacao and even severing its connection with time and space.

"The power of the ten gods, the return of the ruins with one sword!"

A low whisper contained endless murderous intent. A halo with no beginning or end, boundless and infinite, formed by connecting ten colored universes, quietly emerged behind Bai Donglin's head, flashing with endless brilliance. In every grain of light, there was a universe in the cycle of birth and death.

The figure became illusory for a moment, and the next moment, five identical Bai Donglin appeared in front of the Black Disaster Warrior at the same time, with indifferent eyes, and the blood-shedding long sword in their hands slashed down diagonally, aiming directly at the center of the eyebrows of the head.

"Damn it! Damn bastard!!"

Curacao roared madly, dense patterns appeared on the blade and it trembled violently, causing Bai Donglin's attack to pause for a moment. The five Black Disaster Warriors took the opportunity to open their aura blockade and flashed out from under the blade.

Snap!

The fleeing figure suddenly stopped, and then a dazzling crack appeared from the center of its eyebrows, running through its entire body, and its body was split into two.

Time and space rippled, and above the "remaining corpse", an intact figure was cut out from the time node of the past, and the severely injured body that was replaced dissipated like a bubble.

Crack! ! The new body still had a crack between its eyebrows. Another figure stepped over from the past. In an instant, it went back and forth hundreds of times, and only then did the sharpness disappear completely.

"What a terrifying slash!!"

Although it was no longer a problem, the minds of the Black Disaster warriors were completely shocked by this sword. You know, they had avoided the frontal attack and were only affected by the blade.

“Who are you?!”

Curacao roared and shouted angrily. This was definitely not a power that an ordinary eleventh realm could possess. There was also no information about Bai Donglin in their intelligence.

When did such a terrifying existence appear among the human race?

"My name is..."

"The dead don't need to know."

Bai Donglin looked down indifferently, snapped his fingers, and the blade of the Bloodshed Blade vibrated violently. The bright and shining patterns on it suddenly became dim.

"Since I was born as a knife, I must be prepared to be a knife. If you don't behave, I will crush you to pieces!"

"Curaçao, you don't want to be retrained, do you?"

(End of this chapter)