Hu Le showed no mercy when he made his move; the staff he wielded seemed to contain the immense power of the universe.
Although the space Taoist had long since achieved immortality, he was still in excruciating pain from the fierce blow to his left shoulder.
He let out a muffled groan, and his shoulder dented at a visible speed, causing his entire body to sway unsteadily.
This situation immediately exposed a huge flaw.
In the blink of an eye, Xi Huang and Xuan Su saw this and rushed forward together without hesitation.
They each unleashed their supernatural powers, brandishing their whisks, and struck at the Taoist in space one after the other.
The Space Taoist tried his best to steady himself, raising his whisk high to barely block the fierce attack coming from the West Yellow Taoist.
However, the attack launched from behind by Xuan Su Daoist was unavoidable.
With a loud "bang," the whisk struck the Taoist priest hard in the back.
In an instant, the Space Taoist's face turned deathly pale.
A series of chilling sounds of bones cracking echoed from within his body, his back collapsed and caved in, and even his heart shattered into pieces under the terrifying impact.
At this critical moment, Hu Le made another move, suddenly throwing out the mysterious and unpredictable Hongmeng Bell.
The Primordial Bell, like a dazzling meteor streaking across the sky, crashed heavily into the body of the Space Daoist with unparalleled power.
With a deafening roar, the Space Taoist could no longer withstand such a powerful impact, and his entire body exploded on the spot, turning into countless fragments that dissipated into the void.
The three men's expressions remained unchanged upon witnessing this scene, for they knew that with the Space Daoist's profound cultivation and powerful abilities, he would not perish so easily.
Sure enough, in the next instant, one of the fragments of the body that originally belonged to the Space Daoist suddenly began to shimmer with a strange light and quickly transformed into a wisp of clear and pure aura.
This wisp of pure energy, like a nimble sprite, hovered lightly in the air for a moment before coalescing into a lifelike image of a Taoist priest—the very same renowned Space Taoist!
The aura emanating from this resurrected Space Taoist was not weakened in the slightest, and even the serious injuries he had suffered before seemed to have never existed, completely disappearing without a trace.
Everything seemed like nothing more than a fleeting, unreal dream or a bubble.
With a gentle wave of his arm, he easily caught the whisk that was hovering not far away and held it firmly in his hand.
Surprisingly, he didn't immediately go to settle scores with those three people. Instead, he leaped into the air without hesitation, transforming into a dazzling blue light and shooting towards the deeper part of the Great Dao source like a meteor.
Clearly, he knew very well that it was virtually impossible for him to regain the face he had just lost in the face of these three powerful and cooperative opponents.
Therefore, the best strategy at present is undoubtedly to escape the scene as soon as possible to avoid getting into a bigger crisis.
However, how could those three powerful beings just stand by and watch the Space Taoist escape so easily?
Hu Le slowly opened his left hand, and a vast and all-encompassing cosmic scene immediately appeared in his palm.
With a thought, his mysterious and unpredictable "Universe in the Palm" supernatural power silently enveloped the fleeing Space Taoist, attempting to trap him firmly.
If it were any other ordinary person, it would be extremely difficult to evade such a tactic.
However, this Space Taoist's strength was unfathomable. He instantly and keenly perceived even the slightest change in the surrounding spacetime.
In the blink of an eye, he leaped up like a shooting star, breaking through layer after layer of dense spatial barriers and successfully escaping the enclosed space constructed by the Palm Universe.
In the blink of an eye, he was already standing firmly in a completely different spatial dimension.
Across the endless river of time, his eyes, cold as frost, swept over the three people without a trace of emotion before turning to speed away into the distance.
At that moment, Hu Le quickly reversed his wrist, gripped the Hongmeng Bell tightly again, and shook it gently.
In an instant, a melodious and profound bell sound spread out like ripples.
The endless space-time that had stood between them like an impregnable fortress suddenly shattered at this moment, turning into countless fragments and disappearing without a trace.
The Space Taoist then reappeared before the three of them without any disguise.
Xuan Su Daoist calmly extended his right hand and took out a small, exquisite sword, only three inches long, from his wide sleeve.
He swung his arm, raising the small sword high, and then threw it at the Space Taoist without hesitation.
The small sword flew rapidly through the air, flashing with a chilling light that made one's heart tremble, as if it contained endless power and killing intent.
This small sword is extraordinary. Back then, before the Daoist Tai Su achieved the Great Dao, he went through countless hardships to find a primordial universe that was on the verge of destruction.
Then it extracted the last wisp of innate world-destroying killing intent that arose at the moment of the universe's collapse.
He used this as a foundation, and then infused it with the power of the primordial chaos's final tribulation, before finally forging this sword.
This sword contains endless secrets of slaughter and profound power.
The small sword transformed into a streak of light and sped away, leaving a trail of chilling light thousands of feet long behind it, arriving in front of the Space Taoist in an instant.
Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, the Space Taoist dared not be negligent in the slightest. In a hurry, he flicked his finger lightly, and a dazzling sword light shot out, swiftly meeting the attacking small sword like lightning.
"Clang, clang, clang..." The crisp, melodious sound of metal clashing rang out continuously, as if it were about to pierce the sky.
In that brief instant, the two sword lights clashed countless times at a dazzling speed.
Each collision unleashed dazzling light and powerful energy fluctuations, causing the surrounding void to tremble violently.
However, the Space Taoist knew that a mere sword aura could not withstand such a fierce attack, so he made a decisive move, his figure suddenly swaying, and he fled rapidly into the distance like a ghost.
Just then, the Taoist priest from the West Yellow Sect, who had been watching the battle, suddenly made his move!
He reached into his robes and pulled out an exquisitely crafted seal.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand and tossed it lightly. The precious seal, like a shooting star shining with seven colors, sped away after the Space Taoist.
In the blink of an eye, it caught up to the top of the Space Taoist's head, and then mercilessly crashed down from mid-air...
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