Chapter 82: Tongtian's Sword Heart

"Did you really kill Yuanshi?"

Even the Taiqing Saint, as the eldest of the Three Pure Ones, looked at Dijiang with an expression of disbelief at this moment.

"I am not only going to kill Yuanshi, I am going to kill you all."

Dijiang did not hide it in the slightest.

From the moment Taiqing and Tongtian entered Pangu Hall, their fate had already been sealed by Dijiang.

If they had not come in, perhaps there would still have been a glimmer of survival.

After all, Pangu Hall is too unique; even Hongjun cannot perceive what happens within this place.

Their entering was like catching a turtle in a jar.

"Sure enough, there is something fishy about your Wu Clan."

"Tongtian, attack!!"

At this critical juncture, Taiqing did not stand on ceremony.

Nor did he care about face or lack thereof; after all, Yuanshi had just vanished right before their eyes.

If he could not see the situation clearly now, then he would not be the Taiqing Saint.

Whoosh!!

A sword light streaked across; it was the Qingping Sword.

This was transformed from a lotus leaf of the Thirty-Six Grade Creation Green Lotus, the Dao-verifying Dharma treasure of Tongtian Jiaozhu.

It is also one of the few innate Spirit Treasure swords in the entire Great Desolation.

Within the sword light, countless sword principles were intertwined.

There were the powers of laws such as armor-breaking, speed, strength, sharpness, wind, water, fire, earth, and so on.

Counting them up, there were at least ten types.

Being the same Thirty-Six Grade Creation Green Lotus lotus leaf, there were naturally differences in quality among them.

And this Qingping Sword, capable of taking form as a weapon of offense, its power can naturally be imagined.

Moreover, it was Tongtian's companion Spirit Treasure, and also his protective treasure before he became a Saint.

Once this sword is unsheathed, it pierces through the heavens; nothing can block it.

Among the Heavenly Dao Six Sages, one would have to exert their full spirit to block this strike.

Clang!!

Yet such a powerful strike was easily blocked by Dijiang.

"What?"

"Bare-handed, you caught my Qingping Sword???"

Tongtian's method of flying swords was extremely formidable, the most representative of which were his Immortal Execution Four Swords.

Therefore, after becoming a Saint, he changed his fighting style.

In the past, it was always one person and one sword; within three feet, I am invincible.

And with one sword, one could break ten thousand laws.

Although it is still the same now, this sword had long since left his hand.

"Flying sword!!"

Easily holding Tongtian's Qingping Sword, Dijiang looked at Tongtian with a face full of disappointment.

"What is the meaning of that look in your eyes???"

Tongtian discovered that at this moment, the look in Dijiang's eyes was actually one of pity.

Himself?

The Tongtian Saint?

Actually needing someone else's pity???

What a joke!!! "Tongtian, I have read all the sword techniques you once gifted to the Wu Clan."

"If you could have continued to refine the Pangu Sword Dao, although you might not reach the Opening Heaven Realm in the future, you would not have to be like this now."

"How can the path of the flying sword be as powerful as the sword in one's hand!!"

Dijiang looked toward Tongtian.

He was a Saint who could have been befriended, but now they have walked paths that lead to becoming strangers.

And the sword techniques that Tongtian had sent back then, combined with the Pangu methods he had integrated himself,

revealed that Tongtian had truly put his heart into it.

But what about himself???

He actually did not follow the Pangu methods left behind on Tongtian's Primordial Spirit, but instead practiced some Immortal Execution flying sword.

"A massive joke; in the entire Great Desolation, who can teach this Saint the Sword Dao???"

Hearing what Dijiang said, Tongtian laughed in extreme anger.

This was not about personal emotions, but a dispute of the Great Dao.

It was a dispute over one's own Dao.

If one even doubts their own Dao, then what is there to cultivate? Which Saint has no ambition?

Tongtian naturally had his.

He wanted to use the interception of the Dao to intercept a glimmer of survival.

He wanted to use the Sword Dao in his own hands to carve out his own path as a Saint.

"Tongtian, stop wasting words with him, kill him!!"

The Taiqing Saint had long been waiting for an opportunity on the side.

So, seeing Tongtian actually discussing the Dao with Dijiang, he immediately began to urge him. "Slash!!"

Just at this moment.

Dijiang gripped the Qingping sword backhanded.

Regardless of whether he was willing or not.

He casually slashed down with one sword strike.

That sword light was simple and unadorned.

But when this streak of sword light appeared, Tongtian's eyes went straight.

That was the Sword Dao he had always pursued.

"Sword of Laws!!"

Tongtian muttered to himself.

It was only because when this sword was slashed out, it had already shed its sword form, completely fusing the laws together.

The sword is the law, and the law is the sword.

The laws entangled within it numbered as many as over a hundred.

Each one coordinated with the others without any conflict.

One plus one had completely exceeded the concept of three.

Facing this sword strike, madness flashed in Tongtian's eyes.

He did not dodge or evade, but actively met it head-on.

"Tongtian, do you wish to die!!"

At the critical moment, a Golden Bridge moved Tongtian away.

"To hear the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening!!"

Radiance flickered in Tongtian's eyes.

It was as if, just a moment ago, he had already seen his Sword Dao.

Of course.

This was Pangu's Law of Force, and it had also incorporated the aura of the Great Calamity.

The power of the Dharma Tribulation Body had already completely surpassed Pangu's Law of Force.

Moreover, this strike from Dijiang had fully interpreted Pangu's Sword Dao.

It was no wonder it could make Tongtian feel as if he had seen the Sword Dao.

It was only because this sword strike had thoroughly awakened Tongtian's original Primordial Spirit.

This was the benefit of being loyal to the sword, sincere to the sword, and possessing a heart of innocence.

It was a pity that the roles they occupied now were different, and Tongtian could not be allowed to do as he pleased.

"You must have forgotten that you are now a Heavenly Dao Saint!!!"

At the critical moment, Taiqing Saint roared.

This voice seemed to have Demon Magic, causing Tongtian to instantly regain his reason.

"Receiving karma from others, even mortals know to remember it for a thousand years."

"Indeed, the time to repay the debt has arrived!!"

Under the astonished gaze of Taiqing Saint, Tongtian walked toward Dijiang.

When he saw the four precious swords circling around Tongtian, Taiqing Saint stopped saying anything more.

Now that it had reached this stage, all words were superfluous burdens.

"Kill!!"

Seeing this, Dijiang also stopped trying to persuade him.

With a roar, the Dharma Tribulation Body charged straight toward the Immortal Execution Four Swords.

Ding, ding, ding. The four swords flew and danced, displaying the way of Tongtian's flying swords to the fullest.

At this moment, Tongtian seemed to have forgotten everything.

He placed all his focus on his own flying swords.

Although he knew his Sword Dao was wrong, he still had to walk this wrong path to the very end.

It was only because he wanted to know what level he had reached now.

The four swords seemed to sense Tongtian's intent as well.

Sword hums rang out in succession, piercing through time and space.

Those terrifying four strands of sword intent were like wild horses that had broken their bridles.

The four strands of sword Qi transformed into four laws that annihilated everything.

The Immortal Execution Four Swords are neither copper nor iron nor steel.

The Immortal Execution Sword brings death, the Slaughtering Immortal Sword brings demise, the Trapping Immortal Sword raises red light everywhere; the Terminating Immortal Sword has infinite wondrous changes, and Great Luo Immortals have their clothes stained with blood.

The four forces of destruction, entangled together, displayed such power.

Even Dijiang, upon seeing it, had to offer praise.

This way of the flying sword truly had extraordinary aspects.

It was a pity that Tongtian did not understand the original intent; if he could combine the flying sword with the three-foot blade, his Sword Dao would have a promising future.

"Tongtian, it is useless."

"Deploy your Immortal Execution Sword Formation!!"

Although the four swords were very strong, his own Dharma Tribulation Body had already surpassed the realm of a Saint.

Entering the Dao!! (End of chapter)