The Daoist Yingxu seemed to have emerged from the abyss of endless chaos, his figure appearing and disappearing amidst the hazy, chaotic aura.
At this moment, Hu Le was engaged in a fierce battle with the Taoist priest, but even so, they still keenly sensed the arrival of this uninvited guest.
Hu Le's heart tightened suddenly, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction of Daoist Yingxu.
The Taoist priest frowned, secretly wondering what Yingxu Taoist priest's intentions were.
It should be known that he had spent countless years trying to understand and comprehend the mysteries of the Primordial Golden List, and knew that its value was unparalleled in the world.
In his mind, the Primordial Golden List was undoubtedly the key stepping stone to the Primordial Great Dao. He feared that apart from a handful of Primordial Dao Ancestors, any cultivator who encountered such a treasure would stop at nothing to possess it.
In that instant, the Taoist turned to look at Hu Le, and their gazes met and collided in the air.
Hu Le instantly understood the worry in the Taoist's eyes. A glint flashed in his eyes, as if conveying a firm message.
Seeing this, the Taoist priest calmed down a little.
However, just a moment later, the Taoist Yingxu didn't waste any words and directly launched an attack by waving the whisk in his hand.
With a gentle flick of the whisk, a hazy, ethereal light shot out, rushing straight towards Hu Le like a surging torrent.
This beam of celestial light was magnificent and boundless, like a dazzling ribbon tearing through the layers of chaotic mist, and arrived in front of Hu Le in the blink of an eye at an astonishing speed.
Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, Hu Le reacted quickly, raising his hand and pointing without hesitation.
Suddenly, a dazzling ray of light descended from the auspicious clouds above, meeting the vast and unparalleled celestial light head-on like a rainbow piercing the sun.
A deafening explosion erupted, like a thunderclap, echoing through the sky.
In an instant, two dazzling beams of celestial light collided like two shooting stars, bursting forth with extremely brilliant light and incomparably violent energy fluctuations.
Hu Le's body trembled slightly, and his face instantly turned as pale as paper.
Clearly, although he managed to barely withstand the attack with all his might, the fierce clash of their supernatural powers still caused him considerable shock.
Hu Le took a deep breath, struggling to parry the fierce sword thrust from the Taoist opposite him, and suddenly used telepathy to say, "I beg you, fellow Taoist, to lend me a hand!"
The Taoist priest was taken aback upon hearing this, his sword strike momentarily halting. He responded telepathically, "Why should I help you?"
However, Hu Le did not hesitate at all, and quickly and concisely uttered four words: "Hongmeng Golden List!"
These four words alone made the Taoist priest suddenly realize what Hu Le was relying on.
The Taoist sighed inwardly, as if he had already guessed the gist of Hu Le's unfinished words: "Fellow Daoist, you wouldn't want the other party to know about the existence of the Primordial Golden List, would you?"
Having considered this, the Taoist knew that this matter was of great importance, so he made a decisive decision.
He abruptly withdrew his longsword, and with a flick of his wrist, he suddenly turned the incredibly sharp blade.
Immediately afterwards, he leaped into the air and, like a bolt of lightning, slashed at the distant Daoist Yingxu.
The Taoist leaped forward with his sword, and in an instant, the sword energy was like a rainbow, like a dazzling dragon emerging from the sky, carrying boundless power and sharp aura, piercing through the chaotic void with lightning speed.
The power of this sword strike seemed to cleave the entire chaos in two; the killing intent was concentrated on the blade, and its ferocity was astonishing.
At the same time, Hu Le, not to be outdone, quickly raised his hand and pointed lightly at Yingxu Daoist.
Instantly, the wind and clouds changed color, thunder rumbled, and an extremely terrifying Heavenly Thunder descended from the sky, like a roaring dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced towards Daoist Yingxu.
This divine lightning contained world-destroying power, seemingly capable of turning everything in the world to ashes.
As the sword light and the Heavenly Thunder approached together, Daoist Yingxu's face instantly turned extremely gloomy.
He roared, "What a foolish Taoist! How dare you provoke me! You're courting death!"
Originally, Yingxu Daoist's target was only Hu Le, and he did not intend to have a conflict with this Daoist. However, he did not expect that the other party would be so bold and reckless as to attack him first, which made him very angry.
In the blink of an eye, the sword light and the Heavenly Thunder were already upon them.
However, Daoist Yingxu was a powerful figure in his own right, and naturally he was not afraid of the two joining forces.
Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed behind his head, and as the light swirled, it transformed into a huge pillar of light that shot into the sky, directly meeting the menacing Heavenly Thunder.
As for the sword that came rushing in like a whirlwind, Master Yingxu calmly waved his whisk.
The whisk danced in the air like a serpent, creating a hazy blur of light and shadow, before fiercely slashing towards the sword.
In an instant, sword shadows, lightning, and mysterious light intertwined, creating a breathtaking scene.
The mysterious light rising behind Daoist Yingxu collided violently with the Heavenly Thunder with overwhelming force, like a surging torrent.
In an instant, endless light burst forth between the two, like the brilliant light at the beginning of the universe, illuminating the entire boundless chaos.
The light was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if everything in the world paled in comparison at that moment.
Amidst this dazzling brilliance, the chaotic energy that had been permeating above Daoist Yingxu's head suddenly shattered, like a fragile mirror being smashed by a heavy hammer.
As the Xuan Yuan light continuously surged upwards, the incredibly powerful Heavenly Thunder began to gradually dissipate. Clumps of lightning flickered like candles in the wind, eventually vanishing completely.
At the same time, another earth-shattering roar was heard.
It turned out that the whisk in Yingxu Daoist's hand collided violently with the sword thrust out by the opponent.
This strike, which was originally fierce and unstoppable, was instantly shattered into countless fragments scattered all around with a gentle wave of the whisk.
However, this is not the end.
Just as the sharp sword light collapsed, a boundless and powerful force of the Great Dao surged forth from the whisk, pressing down on Daoist Yingxu like a towering mountain.
The Taoist priest felt immense pressure; the force was far too great, exceeding his limits.
As the sword light dissipated, the sword in his hand trembled violently, emitting a series of clear, mournful cries.
Immediately afterwards, a series of "crack" sounds rang out, and the sword broke apart inch by inch under the impact of the power of the Great Dao, turning into a pile of fragments.
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