Chapter 2807

A Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator burns all his essence and blood to unleash a terrifying strike!

Yet what he faces are merely four mortals and an undeveloped embryo—expending everything like this is unheard of, sheer fantasy.

No matter the civilization or values, the worth of a few mortals could never be weighed equally against that of a Nascent Soul cultivator on the same scale.

Boom—

The Cloud-Soaring True Lord's jade ruyi slammed into the earth, blasting a crater kilometers wide, turning the soil into glazed glass, with fine black cracks spiderwebbing through space itself, shattering it—his method surpassed the imagination of lower cultivators.

This scene appeared simultaneously in the observation arts of both the Immortal Sect and the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace camps.

"Not good!"

The distant Shi Ri Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Dinghai Zhenjun and others felt their hearts jolt.

A Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator burning his lifespan and essence blood in one strike—against just a few mortals, could they possibly resist? The hard-won glorious future of the Immortal Sect—would it vanish like a night-blooming cereus?

Everyone instinctively looked toward the central spirit formation computer and the Immortal Sect fleet's collective consciousness, to that figure hailed as an Immortal Sect citizen, the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang.

Yet they found him with a grim face, commanding the fleet to meet the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's Void Refining cultivators, repeatedly blasting back their massive Dao兵 units, frenziedly advancing toward Rongcheng, showing no sign of vanishing instantly.

"Not dead?"

Yuan and the others sucked in a sharp breath.

An embryo, at most six months old, never cultivated, never even grasped a wisp of spiritual energy—yet it survived the attack of a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator!

What is this?

This is nothing short of using the frail flesh of mortals—too weak to tear a leaf—through an unimaginable Dao lever to unleash power equal to a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator!

This Dao lever is terrifying beyond imagination.

Yuan, Zhang Kangsheng, and others suspect: no cultivation needed—once this infant is born whole, he will be invincible across the Jiu Ling Yu!

The Immortal Sect fleet broke through the Brother Xuanwu Heavenly Palace's Void Refining cultivators and their Dao兵 at extreme speed, flying to reinforce Rongcheng.

Amid the shattered space and drifting smoke and dust, a phantom of a blue-clad youth appeared.

He actually did not die!

He coldly stared at the Cloud-Soaring True Lord, his phantom flickering weakly, far from unharmed.

"Kill!"

The Cloud-Soaring True Lord roared in anger.

The jade ruyi in his hand suddenly split into thousands, all shooting toward the blue-clad youth, the attack covering dozens of li, aiming to reduce the entire area to dust.

He saw it!

This blue-clad youth used some clever yet terrifying method to evade his attack—not possessing power equal to a Nascent Soul, hence this full-coverage saturation strike over dozens of li.

"Go!"

At the same time, the Cloud-Soaring True Lord drew a fiery red banner, waved it violently in the wind, and nine hideous fire dragons roared forth, spewing crimson flames, melting and refining the area within dozens of li, turning it into a molten lava purgatory—everything on the ground vanished into smoke.

The entire area within dozens of li became a sea of molten rock and fire!

But a terrifying, strange thing happened: the blue-clad youth's figure kept flickering within it, still not dead—only his

phantom grew ever more illusory, until finally, nearly flat, becoming completely transparent, save for a few fine lines like ink-wash painting on his body.

A strong sense of life-and-death crisis arose in the heart of this earth immortal.

"Once!"

"This lord can at most dodge once more!"

Jiang Ding's heart turned ice-cold, yet he felt no fear, only hesitation in his mind: "Should I unleash my earth immortal essence to kill him?"

This can be done.

Not only can it slay the Cloud-Soaring True Lord, this thread of earth immortal essence could instantly slay all cultivators within the Jiu Ling Yu—no doubt.

But the cost is the loss of a thread of earth immortal essence!

The Dao is both material and ideal—any power must have a material basis; even earth immortals cannot violate this cosmic law.

Once the earth immortal's essence power erupts, this subtle essence lacks corresponding material support—it will inevitably dissipate, and he will actively dissipate it.

Otherwise, this cosmic-essence-level power would instantly annihilate his frail embryo body!

Once that happens, the ultimate perfect being beneath immortals would cease to exist—even losing a thread of earth immortal essence would mean that.

Vaguely, the Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang felt this was the purpose of the Shi Guang Xian Zun.

Once this thread of earth immortal essence is lost, letting the ultimate perfect being beneath immortals become flawed—seeming to win now, but destined to die at the hands of the Shi Guang Xian Zun in the future.

The game between earth immortals often hinges on a single move.

But!

If he does not discard this thread of earth immortal essence to slay the enemy, not to speak of the future—he will die now!

The Shi Guang Xian Zun, dwelling in the River of Time, is terrifying, heaven-defying—actually pushing peers to this extent!

"Abandon?"

"Death in the future."

"Not abandon?"

"Death now!"

Jiang Ding hesitated in this moment, an extremely rare hesitation.

But while he hesitated, the Cloud-Soaring True Lord did not—terrifying flames and the jade ruyi came crashing down, aiming to utterly kill his near-transparent, illusory body.

The terrifying life-and-death crisis surged into Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness, yet it did not panic him—only made him colder, calmer.

As a Great Sun Sword Cultivator between life and death, his sword intent surged wildly.

Finally, a faint trace appeared in his sea of consciousness.

"Where is my sword?"

"Where is my Taiqing Immortal Sword!!!"

Jiang Ding let out a low growl: "The sword is with me, and I am with the sword! Great love, this lowly person absolutely has no possibility of separating me from my sword!"

"Because the Taiqing Flying Sword, is,"

"The strongest flying sword in Shen Zhou, is a damaged immortal artifact!"

Clang!

A sword cry rang out like Lei Ting descending from heaven, piercing into Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness, dispelling the memory fog that had arisen from him being suppressed by the entire river of time.

Sword!

Where is the damaged sword?

In an instant, a scene appeared in Jiang Ding's sea of consciousness: in his youth, before he had entered the path of immortality, he dug out a broken sword tip from the flowerbed beside the bus stop; this broken sword tip was not obtained through some fortuitous encounter, but was discovered by himself one day; this broken sword tip suddenly appeared in his heart, and then, following the induction between hearts and minds, he dug it out himself, from then on he was able to begin his journey on the path of immortality starting from the Bei Yuan Small Realm.

"So it turns out,"

"So that's how it is."

Jiang Ding fell utterly silent in an instant, suddenly enlightened.

It turns out that broken sword tip was precisely the Taiqing Flying Sword!

He is damaged, and must necessarily be damaged, for under the suppression of the river of time and an existence that grasps the true immortal law of damaged time, only the part of the Taiqing Flying Sword that can be called an immortal artifact can manifest in this time and space!

The Taiqing Flying Sword is a damaged immortal artifact!

Clang!

At this moment, as Tai Shang Da Ri Gu Huang recalled his own natal flying sword, a clear and resonant sword cry rang out, echoing throughout the entire universe, appearing before all beings in the universe, appearing within the three thousand great Dao of the universe!

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