Chapter 872 The time it takes for half an incense stick to burn…
The Ninth Heaven, the Southern Heavenly Gate.
The decadent music that had been resounding in the minds of the immortals came to an abrupt end.
Chen Huai'an, who had just been swaying his hips and behaving seductively in front of the countless immortals and Buddhas, suddenly stopped moving.
He was like a mischievous child who had had enough fun, suddenly stopping all his playful antics.
However, Chen Huai'an felt ashamed and wanted to continue dancing.
Instead, a notification appeared in his field of vision, indicating that he had already completed it.
The notification sound of the "Electronic Girlfriend System" exploded in my mind:
[The suppression of the Heavenly Demon has been successfully lifted!]
[Gained Buff: Protection of the Great Dao, Duration: 10 minutes.]
The Great Way protects us?
Which main road?
He paused briefly, then stopped asking.
The oppressive feeling emanating from the Heavenly Array truly vanished instantly.
"call……"
Chen Huai'an exhaled a breath of stale air.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the enormous face that occupied the entire sky, filled with fury.
The form of Laozi is so large that it obscures the sun, moon, and stars.
Those two nostrils, spewing forth a fierce, dark flame, were like two erupting volcanoes.
Clearly, the dance just now only angered the immortals of Lingxiao, but this saint was even more furious with the two Buddhas.
"Finished dancing?"
Laozi's voice was like thunder, each word carrying the overwhelming pressure of a sage capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
"Once you've finished dancing, you're going to...die!!"
Rumble—!!!
Laozi clasped his hands together tightly.
The [Heavenly Millstone], which had already been pressing down on Chen Huai'an until he was breathless, suddenly increased its speed by a factor of 10.
The sky has truly fallen.
Instead of slowly sinking, it slammed down like a giant board being swung by a giant, carrying immense force.
눓, 껩 is trapped.
The aura of the Netherworld surged forth, transforming into countless ghostly hands, attempting to drag Chen Huai'an into an endless abyss.
This can no longer be called a formation; it should be called the ultimate utilization of the Way of Heaven.
At this moment, this sage is like the true Heavenly Dao of this world.
He wanted to completely erase this vast area, along with Chen Huai'an within it, from this world.
He wants someone dead!
Whoever does it must die!
However.
"Death?" Chen Huai'an laughed.
He stood beneath the might of the heavens, the falling meteor trailing a fiery tail, the shattered void spewing forth thunder and storms, floods raging, and the great chasm crumbling.
The collapsing sky crashed down on him, appearing infinitely larger in his field of vision.
It was as if he was the only person left in the entire sky.
The Nine Heavens were excluded.
The immortals of Lingxiao shrank to the size of rice grains.
He is even more insignificant.
Like a speck of dust.
A gentle breath could kill him.
But he... died.
He has ten minutes.
The time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.
At this time, who will kill him?
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"놊必."
He murmured softly, his eyes clear.
"Ten minutes is enough."
He sheathed his sword.
In this collapsing sky, at the heart of this destructive storm.
He sat cross-legged, with his sword across his knees.
Buzz.
A strange wave rippled outwards from him.
It was a faint halo, mysterious and profound, like the first wisp of mist at the beginning of creation.
when--!
The celestial millstone, powerful enough to crush stars, crashed violently into this thin halo of light.
The halo spread out slightly.
But... it didn't budge an inch!
"What?!"
Laozi's enormous pupils suddenly contracted.
He felt as if his strike had hit a solid, ancient, and indestructible object; the shockwave made his neck go numb.
"This Daoist aura..."
He was surprised and doubtful.
That was neither a defensive formation nor a magical artifact.
Rather, it is the essence of Tao.
It is on the same level as the power he currently wields.
...It should be said that it is even worse!
Chen Huai'an ignored the uproar from the outside world.
He closed his eyes.
The world is quiet.
Splash—
The first unusual sound came from inside his body.
That was the sound of ocean waves.
What began as a gentle ripple quickly turned into a raging torrent.
The [Canghai Jue] system has begun operation.
Above his head, a vast, boundless, illusory blue sea appeared out of thin air.
The sun and moon rise and set on the sea, and the tides rise and fall with each breath.
"That madman... what is he doing?"
The immortals watching the show from the Ninth Heaven stared wide-eyed.
"He's... deducing a cultivation technique?!"
"Deducing cultivation techniques within a saint's killing formation?! Is he trying to kill himself?!"
Chen Huai'an heard these things.
He now needs to integrate all his strengths and make the most of the available resources.
There is no way out.
There is no way out.
The only option is to... force your way out.
quick.
Even faster.
He is racing against death.
call--
A long, white wisp of steam escaped from his breath, piercing the void before him like a sharp sword, and lingered for a long time.
As the breath was exhaled, the illusory image of the blue sea trembled violently.
The once azure sea began to boil, its color gradually deepening until it finally turned into a deep, bottomless ink.
That is the abyss that encompasses everything!
In the system character panel, the comprehension of the Canghai Technique has been increasing rapidly.
【Canghai Jue】→【Bihai Chaosheng Jue】→【Guiming Jue】.
It even surpassed the original upper limit of the Canghai Technique.
Even the store selling electric girl apps doesn't have a technique called "Returning to the Darkness Technique".
However, 녦돗 appeared automatically in Chen Huai'an's deduction.
The waves subsided.
Instead, there is a breathtaking depth and boundlessness.
At this moment, Chen Huai'an was like a deep sea that could be seen to the bottom; even if a Mount Sumeru were filled in, it would only cause a ripple.
"Again."
Chen Huai'an roared in his mind.
boom!
The second strange phenomenon occurred.
A colossal, jet-black phantom with eyes as dazzling as the sun rose up.
With his head reaching the heavens and his feet treading the netherworld, he exuded an aura of domineering malevolence.
This is the manifestation of the true form and Daoist essence of the Heavenly Demon.
Immediately afterwards.
Clang!
The strange phenomenon of the first path.
A figure dressed in white, with a full head of silver hair, carrying a wine jug, came singing as he walked.
His eyes were blurry with drunkenness, yet his sword aura soared to the heavens.
This is the manifestation of the Daoist principles of the Azure Lotus Sword Manual.
One demon, one immortal.
One black, one white.
Like two guardian deities, they stood behind Chen Huai'an.
But that's not enough.
"roar!!"
The dragon roars and the tiger howls; the phoenix sings and the tortoise roars.
Nine auspicious beast phantoms, like totems from ancient times, appeared one after another.
A golden dragon coiled around his waist, the Black Tortoise formed his base, the Vermilion Bird and the Phoenix danced on his shoulders, and the White Tiger and the Dang Kang roared at his feet...
The myriad phenomena of the universe.
At this moment, Chen Huai'an is like the center of this world, the source of all laws.
"What...what is he doing?!"
"Ha, just a dying struggle, what's the point of all this?"
The immortals of Lingxiao looked at each other, some shocked, some disdainful, but all waiting anxiously.
At this moment, it seems that the Supreme Lord Laozi's Heavenly Dao Aura has no effect on this sword cultivator.
Moreover, how can one person simultaneously possess so many completely different, even conflicting, principles?
Cultivating both immortality and demonic power?
All beasts pay homage to the heavens?
Laozi's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water.
He believed in evil.
"Crush me!!"
He increased the pressure again, and the millstone let out a mournful cry of unbearable weight, almost bursting under his weight.
But the layer of white mist remained as stable as Mount Tai.
It's ten minutes, so it's ten minutes.
Inside the white mist, Chen Huai'an suddenly opened his eyes.
In those eyes, the left eye held a deep, primordial darkness, while the right eye burned with demonic fire.
At this moment, all the power within him had reached its peak.
Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
It can withstand the attack from Laozi.
Let's see what happens now.
If he can hold on, he will live.
If he can hold on, he will die!
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