Chapter 861 Who…will share my burdens?
The cracks in the sea of clouds have not healed for a long time, just like an ugly scar that stretches across the world.
The sword mark pierced through the nine heavens, and the Four Heavenly Kings looked at the sword mark, their faces growing paler and paler.
"Wow, you dodged pretty quickly."
Chen Huai'an, carrying the dusty gray sword, walked towards the Heavenly King of Growth, Mo Liqing.
His steps were slow, yet they followed a rhythm that was almost like the Tao.
With each step, the surrounding space groaned as if it could not bear the weight.
"You...you stay away..."
Mo Liqing's Azure Cloud Sword trembled.
It was a celestial artifact nurtured for millennia, yet now it seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, the iron, and let out a mournful cry of fear.
"That's not how you use a sword."
Chen Huai'an murmured softly.
He raised his hand.
There were no fancy sword moves, just a simple thrust forward.
This stab was very slow.
It was so slow that Mo Liqing could clearly see the trajectory of the sword tip cutting through the air, and the chaotic energy emanating from the gray-white sword.
But he couldn't escape it.
Because in his perception, in his field of vision.
The moment the sword pierced through the earth, the entire world vanished.
All around was emptiness, and only this sword remained in the world, filling the space and sealing off any escape route.
The Way is simple.
Isn't the way of the sword the same?
"No!!!"
In despair, Mo Liqing offered up the Azure Cloud Sword in an attempt to block.
Click.
A soft sound.
The sword, forged from the hardest lapis lazuli in this world, shattered into pieces the instant it came into contact with Chen Huai'an's gray sword, as fragile as glass.
The gray sword continued its momentum, piercing Mo Liqing's brow without any hindrance.
The sword pierced his body, yet no blood was drawn.
Because that sword is chaos, the origin of all things, the beginning of heaven and earth.
Even if Chen Huai'an only grasped a little bit of this Origin Power.
The moment it pierced through, it still devoured Mo Liqing's life force, immortal soul, and even his pure immortal power.
puff.
Mo Liqing's body turned into a handful of ashes and scattered with the wind.
The first Heavenly King fell.
"Brother Ge!!!"
The remaining three were terrified.
Their strongest member, Mo Liqing, was killed. Even though they knew they were no match for Chen Huai'an, under the majesty of the Heavenly Emperor, they could only grit their teeth and bear it.
"Fight him to the death!!"
The Heavenly King Guangmu, Mo Lishou, roared and released the Purple-Gold Flower Fox Sable.
The strange beast swelled in the wind, transforming into a sky-devouring beast, opening its blood-red maw to bite Chen Huai'an.
Chen Huai'an didn't even look up.
"Noisy mouth."
He swung his hand back.
A gray arc of light streaked across the sky.
The monstrous beast, capable of devouring stars, was neatly split in two in mid-air before it could even utter a scream.
Immediately afterwards, the sword light, still carrying considerable momentum, swept across Mo Lishou's neck.
Head falls, soul perishes.
Second place: Meteorite.
The Heavenly King Dhritarashtra frantically plucked the jade pipa, causing earth, water, fire, and wind to surge together, transforming into a chaotic storm.
Chen Huai'an simply took a step forward.
His body was like a sharp sword, cutting through the storm.
He walked up to Mo Lihai, reached out his hand, and gently pressed the still vibrating string.
Zheng—
The string snapped.
Along with the broken veins of the Demon Sea, there was also the vein of the Demon Sea.
Third, meteorite.
Finally, only the Heavenly King Vaishravana remained.
He shakily held up the tattered Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella and retreated to the edge of the ruins of the South Heavenly Gate.
"No...don't kill me..."
He is God.
He is a Heavenly King who has enjoyed the offerings of incense for thousands of years.
But at this moment, he was as humble as a stray dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
Chen Huai'an looked at him, his indifferent eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.
"Since you've picked up the knife..."
"You must be prepared to be killed."
The gray sword fell.
Like the setting sun, it takes away the last rays of its afterglow.
puff.
Fourth place: Meteor.
The wind stopped.
Outside the South Heavenly Gate, there are no more gods.
Four dense, unyielding sources of immortal energy floated in mid-air—the essence of the Four Heavenly Kings' lifelong cultivation.
Chen Huai'an opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
call--
The Heavenly Demon Art was activated, and it devoured everything.
The four streams of energy surged into his body like a whale sucking in water.
Rumble!
The sound of rushing rivers came from Chen Huai'an's body.
That was the roar of power, the breakthrough of a higher realm.
The aura that had just entered the Celestial Immortal Realm was now skyrocketing like a rocket.
Celestial Immortal Stage 1... Stage 2... Stage 3... Perfection!
Click.
The invisible shackles were broken.
A vast and majestic aura, powerful enough to shake the heavens, erupted from Chen Huai'an!
That was—the might of the Celestial King.
His long, white hair danced wildly, and a chaotic gray aura swirled around him, forming a dragon.
He stood there, and even without making a move, the surrounding void was constantly collapsing and reforming.
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The Nine Heavens, the Lingxiao Palace.
The immortals remained silent.
A deathly silence.
The Jade Emperor sat upright on the golden throne with nine dragons, his face, which was usually shrouded in divine light, was now so gloomy that it seemed as if water was dripping from it.
The civil and military officials below were all silent and trembling, not daring to even breathe.
Just now.
They watched helplessly as that "ant" from the lower realm used a sword whose name they couldn't recall to slaughter the Four Heavenly Kings guarding the Heavenly Gate like chickens.
Even more frightening is...
He's 'eating immortals'.
He treated the Four Heavenly Kings as a tonic, refined them on the spot, and directly broke through the bottleneck, stepping into the realm of Immortal King!
Celestial King!
That's a height that countless immortals have cultivated for tens of thousands of years but still cannot reach.
This variable is growing too fast.
It happened so fast that everyone felt...fear.
"My lords."
The Jade Emperor's voice trembled as he suppressed extreme anger.
"Who... will share my burdens?"
"Who... slays this monster?!"
"I, Your Majesty, will reward you handsomely!"
No one answered.
Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, looked down at his toes; Nezha, the Third Prince, was playing with his Universe Ring and seemed not to hear; and the two constellations wished they could bury their heads in their crotches.
Even the Four Heavenly Kings, who wielded powerful treasures, died so easily, who would dare to go and die?
That was no longer a battle.
That was to deliver takeout to that devil.
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!!"
The Jade Emperor slammed his fist on the armrest of the dragon throne, shattering it. His imperial power erupted, shaking the entire palace.
"I have raised you all for ten thousand years, yet at this crucial moment, not a single one of you is of any use?!"
In this awkward and somber atmosphere...
An aged yet powerful voice slowly rang out.
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger."
The immortals looked in the direction of the sound and saw an old man dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a whisk, slowly walking out of the procession.
His hair and beard were all white, and he had a kind face and gentle eyes, looking like an old immortal who was at peace with the world.
But everyone present showed awe in their eyes when they saw the old man.
—Laojun (太껗老君).
This person is the head of the Three Pure Ones, the incarnation of the Dao Ancestor.
This is one of the true strengths of their Lingxiao Palace.
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