Chapter 345

A jet of ink-black dragon breath, brimming with the power of destruction and judgment, erupted violently from his mouth, interwoven with threads of the supreme yang and purest force of Purple Firmament Divine Thunder, carrying the might to burn everything to ash, and slammed into Hong Hong Xixiang's true form!

For a moment!

The entire sky seemed to be completely split apart by these two utterly different yet equally overwhelming forces, capable of destroying heaven and earth!

On one side was the Taiji Sword Diagram, filled with Daoist resonance and mystery, where yin and yang flowed and regenerated endlessly, seemingly representing the order and laws of heaven and earth!

On the other side was the Dragon Demon Art, brimming with tyranny and destruction, with demonic power surging like a tide, capable of destroying heaven and earth, seemingly representing the origin and end of chaos!

The two clashed fiercely in mid-air!

Unleashing a terrifying energy storm beyond imagination!

Its momentum was even more... heart-stopping than when Brother Ning Chuan and Xu Zhihu led their armies to battle before!

The entire sky was torn open by countless pitch-black cracks that refused to heal for a long time!

The onlookers in the distance had long been completely stunned into numbness by this mythical battle scene before their eyes!

They could only see a handsome figure in a black dragon-patterned brocade robe and a graceful figure riding a green ox and holding a fly-whisk colliding fiercely amidst the clouds!

Every collision caused heaven and earth to tremble and the winds and clouds to change color!

As if the entire world was about to collapse completely under the battle of these two peerless experts!

This was the true, supreme battle standing at the peak of the mortal world!

"Such... such powerful Daoist arts! Such... such tyrannical demon techniques!"

Li Hanyi, the Sword Immortal of Xueyue City, watched the Taiji Sword Diagram and the Dragon Demon Art colliding endlessly in the sky, her clear, cold eyes flashing with strange light.

She murmured to herself, "So, the end of the martial path is not merely controlling heaven and earth, but... creating laws! Every one of their attacks contains their own 'Dao'!"

She felt that her sword Dao heart had once again been sublimated at this very moment!

She seemed to see a path leading Towards a higher level slowly opening up before her!

Shao Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang School watched with her beautiful eyes filled with a hazy trance.

She felt that the power displayed by both Brother Ning Chuan and Hong Hong Xixiang had already surpassed the Fan Chou of her understanding of Yin-Yang arts.

This was the true supreme existence capable of competing with the sun and moon in brilliance and sharing the lifespan of heaven and earth!

Compared to them, Donghuang Taiyi also seemed... just so-so?

Sword Saint Gai Nie was also stirred, his spirit agitated and his blood boiling!

He wished he could rush forward immediately to personally experience just how exhilarating a battle of this level truly was!

This was the peak of the sword Dao he had pursued all his life!

However, as the battle continued.

The balance of the battle gradually, irreversibly, tilted towards Brother Ning Chuan's side.

Although Hong Hong Xixiang possessed immense strength, mysterious Daoist arts, and the lineage inheritance of True Martial Great Emperor.

He was ultimately still a flesh and blood body; the innate true qi within him, though mighty, would eventually run out.

But Brother Ning Chuan possessed an incredibly powerful dragon body, whose physical toughness had long surpassed divine weapons and sharp blades!

The demonic power within him flowed endlessly like the Yangtze River and Dahe, ceaseless and eternal!

Added to that was his indestructible flesh, tempered by the heavenly tribulation and Lei Ting!

And the endless, infinitely powerful supreme divine arts!

As this waned and that waxed, Hong Hong Xixiang gradually began to feel unable to cope, fine beads of sweat seeping onto his forehead.

Finally, in a fierce clash!

Brother Ning Chuan seized the instant when Hong Hong Xixiang, due to insufficient true qi circulation, had a tiny flaw in the connection of his moves!

He combined the four divine thunders of Du Tian, Zi Xiao, Yu Shu, and Zhang Wuji into one in an extremely mysterious manner!

Transforming it into a supreme Long Lei brimming with chaos and destruction, judgment and rebirth...

That Long Lei displayed an indescribable chaotic color, with what seemed like billions of runes flowing and extinguishing upon it!

It struck fiercely against Hong Hong Xixiang's already somewhat dimmed body-protecting Taiji Diagram!

"Crack!"

A crisp sound of shattering rang out clearly in everyone's ears!

That seemingly indestructible Taiji Sword Diagram, capable of dissolving all things, finally... shattered into pieces under the strike of that supreme Long Lei brimming with chaotic power!

Turning into a sky full of light points, dissipating into nothingness!

"Pfft!"

Hong Hong Xixiang, struck as if by lightning, spat out a torrent of blood from his mouth!

His originally ethereal and otherworldly figure stumbled down from mid-air!

Although he did not die, he had obviously suffered unimaginable The weight of imagination, his face pale as gold paper, his breath weak, completely losing the ability to fight again!

Looking at Brother Ning Chuan, who hovered in mid-air like a god looking down upon him, a deep bitterness and... a hint of relief appeared on his clear face.

He knew he had lost.

He had lost with full conviction.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his young body began to rapidly become transparent and illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye...

This was... weapon dissolution!

He intended to end his cultivation of this life through weapon dissolution to exchange for the continuation of his past fate in the next life!

In the final moment before he was about to completely dissipate between heaven and earth.

His clear eyes gazed deeply at Brother Ning Chuan, his voice carrying a hint of indescribable complex meaning, and a hint of... expectation?

"In this life, this poor Daoist has lost."

"But, next time... on the day when Tianmen opens wide and my true body returns."

"I will surely come again to fight you..."

Before the words had fully faded, his figure completely dissolved into a myriad of light points, vanishing between heaven and earth.

Only a wisp of green sword qi remained, carrying a weakened soul and that equally miraculous green ox, shooting fiercely toward the distant Liyang Mount Wudang.

Brother Ning Chuan wished to block it, but the power contained within was far more terrifying.

"Let it be."

Brother Ning Chuan watched the direction Hong Hong Xixiang departed after dissolving his martial body, a cold curve rising at the corner of his mouth.

"The true body returns?"

"Heh, this Lord awaits."

He sneered inwardly.

By the time he returns next, I will likely have already become a true dragon, soaring above the nine heavens!

At that time, what does a mere reincarnation of Lu Zu amount to?!

Afterwards.

His cold gaze fell once more upon the North Liang King Xu Xiao below, whose courage had long been shattered by fear, and upon the remnants of the North Liang great army.

Step by step, he slowly descended from the half-sky.

With each step that landed, it felt as though he was treading upon Xu Xiao's heart, causing waves of suffocation and despair!

Brother Ning Chuan intended for this once arrogant, court-dominating North Liang King to welcome his final... judgment amidst endless fear and regret!