Hu Le didn't really take the Taoist's meticulously crafted destructive treasure seriously, but the Taoist's tone and attitude really displeased him.
Hu Le calmly said, "The destiny of this world's final calamity is destined to be beyond your reach. How can you force it? You should leave quickly."
Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest was enraged and shouted angrily, "Hmm? So it seems you really want to steal this opportunity from me?"
Clearly, the Taoist still believed that Hu Le harbored ill intentions towards the spiritual treasure in his possession.
However, faced with such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, even though he was wary of Hu Le's unfathomable strength, the Taoist found it difficult to let go of it.
At this moment, Hu Le realized he had misunderstood, but he was too lazy to explain. He sighed softly, seemingly with regret, and slowly said, "Is this your choice? It's truly regrettable..."
Before he could finish speaking, the Taoist priest could no longer hold back and decided to test Hu Le's abilities.
After all, he is now a Saint of the Dao. If he shrinks back and runs away at the mere sound of Hu Le’s words, how can he face the future to govern a region of the Heavenly Dao?
Unfortunately, the Taoist priest was unaware of the true extent of Hu Le's Taoist cultivation. If he had known the truth, he probably would never have dared to entertain such a thought.
"You've really gone too far! Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Today I'll show you what I'm capable of! Take this!" The Taoist roared angrily, his voice booming like thunder in the air.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his arm sharply and grabbed at the void.
In an instant, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth, and a primordial sword radiating boundless power appeared in his palm.
The Taoist priest lightly touched the air with his feet, his figure flashing like a ghost, instantly traversing several miles, and arriving in front of Hu Le in the blink of an eye.
His eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent. Without hesitation, he raised his sword and thrust it fiercely towards Hu Le's heart.
This sword strike was powerful and heavy, fast as lightning, and came hurtling in with an incomparably sharp sword aura.
However, Hu Le remained calm and composed in the face of such a fierce attack.
A slight smirk played on his lips: "Heh... You really have guts! You dare to lay a hand on me, you're simply courting death!"
As he spoke, Hu Le gently raised his finger and casually pointed it forward.
At that moment, a shocking scene unfolded—his fingertip landed precisely on the tip of the Taoist's sword.
A crisp "ding" was heard, like the sound of golden bells and jade chimes striking each other, clear and melodious, yet containing boundless power.
The longsword, which had been gleaming with cold light and hurtling towards him at great speed, seemed to have encountered an irresistible force and stopped abruptly in mid-air. No matter how the Taoist tried to urge it forward, it could not advance even an inch.
The next moment, something unexpected happened.
With a piercing cracking sound, the innate sword in the Taoist's hand shattered into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.
At the same time, an incredibly powerful counterforce traveled along the sword to the Taoist, making it impossible for him to resist.
He let out a muffled groan, and his body flew backward involuntarily, crashing heavily into the chaotic energy behind him.
After flying for a distance, the Taoist priest suddenly swayed, then straightened his waist with force, finally managing to stabilize himself.
He looked down at his hands in astonishment, only to find that the longsword he had been holding tightly in his palm was now reduced to a short hilt!
His eyes widened as he stared incredulously at the broken sword hilt, then he raised a finger at Hu Le, his voice trembling as he said, "You..."
But who would have thought that he had only uttered that one word when, in the next second, as if struck by an invisible force, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!
In an instant, bright red blood splattered out like a fountain.
Just then, the Taoist priest snapped out of his daze and realized that the person before him was unfathomably powerful and far beyond his ability to contend with.
Realizing this, he didn't hesitate to swing his wide sleeves forcefully.
Surprisingly, the blood mist that had just spewed from his mouth seemed to be drawn by some mysterious force, rapidly changing shape and transforming into a crimson cloud in the blink of an eye, which swept over Hu Le with lightning speed.
At the same time, the Taoist suddenly exerted force with both feet, leaped into the air, and transformed into a dazzling light, rushing away into the distance.
Clearly, he knew he was no match for Hu Le, so he didn't even care about the invaluable treasure of destruction and decisively chose to retreat to save his life.
As the blood mist surged toward him like a raging tide, Hu Le made no attempt to dodge. Instead, he calmly opened his mouth slightly and gently exhaled a breath of immortal energy.
With a soft "whoosh," the wisp of immortal energy instantly transformed into a powerful gust of wind that swept past.
This gust of wind was like an enormous hand, easily grabbing the cloud of blood mist, lifting it high into the air, and then violently tossing it into the far reaches of the sky.
Then, he slowly raised his empty, confused eyes and gazed into the distance.
However, what came into view was a vast and chaotic expanse. The Taoist priest had long since vanished without a trace, as if he had merged into the endless abyss of the origin of chaos.
Faced with this situation, he did not choose to pursue it relentlessly, but instead casually raised his arm and extended a finger.
In an instant, an incomparably sharp sword light suddenly erupted from his fingertips, tearing through the sky like lightning, whistling out with a sharp sound of air being pierced.
With a loud "whoosh," the sword light, like an indestructible blade, easily tore through the barrier of the void and rushed into the chaos at an astonishing speed.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the vast, chaotic depths.
In the very next instant, a bloodcurdling scream suddenly came from the deepest part of that chaos.
Without a doubt, this earth-shattering sword strike had successfully caught up with the Taoist priest and dealt him a heavy blow, causing him severe injury.
Then, Hu Le seemed completely unconcerned about the Taoist's life or death. He turned around lightly, urged the auspicious clouds beneath his feet, and walked straight towards the end of the Heavenly Dao.
He knew very well that although the man had aligned himself with the Dao, even if he survived the incredibly powerful sword strike, he would likely not escape unscathed and would certainly not have a good end.
Therefore, Hu Le was quite satisfied with this outcome and felt that there was no need to worry too much about whether that person would live or die in the future...
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