Chapter 101

The Asura Sword is long and broad, its blade covered with dark gold demonic patterns; the entirely blood-red blade exudes an extremely fierce killing aura.

"Junwu, merge into the formation!" Bai Yuan, having regained his senses, turned back to look at Mujunwu behind him, who had been dazed by that killing intent, and he reached out and grabbed her delicate ear, saying.

"Ah!" Mujunwu cried out in pain, freed from the shock of that killing intent, her body shifted and she revealed her true form.

She transformed into a towering willow tree hundreds of meters tall.

This is an extraordinarily strange willow tree, with earth as its roots, metal as its trunk, water as its branches, wood as its leaves, flames that never die burning on the leaves, and countless dust falling back to the ground to merge into the roots.

Earth produces metal, metal produces water, water produces wood, wood produces fire, fire produces earth—the cycle of the five elements' mutual generation is fully manifested on this strange willow tree.

But the next moment, this strange willow tree split into five, transforming into five divine trees that fell respectively at the five directions—east, south, west, north, and center—of the five‑element formation.

Remaining beside Bai Yuan was the emerald‑green willow tree representing the east and the wood element; at this moment, millions of jade‑green willow branches drooped down, each resembling finely carved divine jade, looking as beautiful as a dream.

And the Slaughter King wrapped in endless thorns—no, it should be said to be Tang Chen—raised the long and broad Asura Sword from below upward.

At this moment, Tang Chen's entire body's blood light gathered into the Asura Sword.

"Slash!"

The Asura Sword fell; from Bai Yuan's perspective, all he could see was a blinding flash of blood light, cutting through the sky‑filled thorns with the force of splitting bamboo, and also slicing the illusory world in half.

Mujunwu's billions of emerald‑green willow branches swayed, carrying an indescribable surge of vigorous life, as they met that blinding blood light.

The blood light and the emerald green collided.

Boom—

Gold and blood red merged in an instant, then erupted violently, a vast energy like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami surged across heaven and earth.

The energy shockwave spread only about a kilometer in diameter, but within that range space shattered inch by inch.

An ordinary Title Douluo stepping into it would have no chance to resist and would instantly meet death and the annihilation of their soul.

Countless crystal‑clear willow branches snapped under the terrifying blood light, yet they would instantly regrow, whole and unharmed, as if nothing had happened.

The shattered emerald willow branches, however, would vanish in the blink of an eye, turning into the purest energy that merged into the all‑pervading green light, becoming the source for Mujunwu to repair herself.

The emerald light and the blood light continually collided and wore each other down.

Finally, in the instant when the space within a kilometer radius completely collapsed, a tremendously terrifying explosion rang out, and suddenly a huge hole appeared in the sky!

The hole was pitch‑black and lightless, and from within came a terrifying devouring force that incessantly sucked in everything around it, as if the heavens had been pierced.

But such a heavenly phenomenon came quickly and went just as fast.

In merely a dozen seconds, the sky returned to normal, and Tang Chen gazed at the enormous divine tree before him with a solemn expression.

He never imagined that his all‑out strike with the Asura Sword would be so easily neutralized head‑on by his opponent.

As for Bai Yuan, he had already slipped into Mujunwu's extra‑bodily space after they exchanged their final moves, so Tang Chen would naturally not notice him.

Mujunwu's heart was also extremely heavy.

In fact, the present five‑element formation, because she had transformed into the five‑element trees and filled part of the earth‑based foundation, now wields power approaching that of the Nascent Soul stage.

But Mujunwu never expected that her full‑force strike would be nullified by a single sword of her opponent, and she could not fathom why the person before her had suddenly become so much stronger.

"I never thought a million‑year Soul Beast would appear on this continent." Tang Chen's tone was wistful; his voice had changed greatly from before, losing its sharpness and eeriness, becoming aged and weighty.

Mujunwu replied lightly: "I am not a Soul Beast; I am a demon."

"A demon?" Tang Chen muttered, then suddenly launched an attack.

In an instant, the Asura Sword tore through the void, its blood‑red blade light carrying the might to cleave heaven and earth, slicing space and striking straight at Mujunwu.

Mujunwu's heart jumped; after silently cursing the shameless act, she hurriedly circulated the Wood Emperor's Longevity Classic to devise a counter.

All that could be seen was a surge of vigorous life bursting from the willow tree, with no intention of defense, as countless willow branches waved and stretched without end, resembling green dragons lunging at Tang Chen.

The sword light flashed, and Mujunwu's thick trunk was severed; the intense killing aura invaded her body, but the indescribable life energy wore it away, allowing her to heal in the blink of an eye.

"How is that possible!" Tang Chen exclaimed in shock, but faced with the sky‑covering onslaught of willow branches, he had no choice but to swing the Asura Sword again.

The terrifying blood‑red sword light flashed past, cutting countless emerald willow branches in heaven and earth, yet the fallen broken branches instantly recovered.

But as he kept chopping, Tang Chen sensed something was off.

He realized he had entered an illusion again; the willow branches whipping toward him turned into silhouettes of figures wielding Clear Sky Hammers.

Those were all images from Tang Chen's memories, the product of a top‑tier illusion projected from his mind, and even the Slaughter Domain could not dispel such a phantasm.

"Such an obvious illusion, you also want to disturb my mind?" Tang Chen roared angrily, his Asura Sword showing no mercy as he hacked wildly within the illusion.

But as he kept slaughtering, a gentle voice suddenly came from behind him: "Tang Chen, how much longer must I wait for you?"

Hearing that familiar yet unfamiliar pleasant voice, Tang Chen's mind wavered, and the illusion fully took hold of him at that moment.

Instinctively, Tang Chen turned his head, and what met his eyes was a woman clad in a scarlet robe, her sea‑blue hair flowing behind her, possessing a noble and elegant bearing.

This was Poseisi from Tang Chen's memories.

But just as he was distracted, Poseisi suddenly lunged forward, her hand thrust straight toward his chest.

Sensing the danger, Tang Chen instinctively grabbed back, seizing her slender hand, yet several of his chest bones still broke.

At the same time, the Clear Sky Sect disciples hammered his back one after another, causing him to spit a mouthful of blood onto Poseisi.

"You're not her! You dare impersonate her to attack me! I'll kill you!" Tang Chen roared, and his Slaughter Domain grew even more formidable under the fuel of his rage.

Instantly, the Clear Sky Sect disciples within ten meters of him reverted to the willow branches that had been pulled out, and the jade hand of Poseisi they were gripping turned into a crystal‑clear emerald willow branch.

"Die!" Tang Chen swung the Asura Sword in his other hand, and in an instant, the Clear Sky Sect disciples and the willow branches around him were all cleaved in half.

In Tang Chen's eyes, it looked as if blood rain were falling, and the Clear Sky Sect disciples incessantly cursed him.

Yet Tang Chen remained expressionless, paying no heed.

(End of chapter)