Chapter 1251

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The Shadow Law condensed around Mo Li into strands of chains fine as hair, each chain precisely coiling around a Phantom Eye.

However, the bound eyes did not suffer destruction.

The eyes are phantoms, therefore they cannot be destroyed by physical means.

But after being bound by the shadow chains, the penetrating power of their gaze was greatly weakened, and the law-disorder effect they produced on targets was likewise discounted.

Equivalent to: she alone restrained nearly one-third of the Phantom Eyes, but the price she paid was also extremely obvious.

For every eye bound, Mo Li's Shadow Law was eroded by a measure of Dead Silence Power, her complexion paling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Qinghan did not waste this opportunity.

She formed seals with both hands, and a strand of Moon Radiance cold to the utmost surged forth from within her body.

The Moon Radiance was so bright in the dark Eternal Night Ruins that its brilliance even overshadowed the dark red blood light within the Space Vortex.

"Cold Moon!"

Above the Nine Heavens, within the rift in the dome of the Eternal Night Ruins, an entirely ice-blue bright moon descended.

This moon was not a real celestial body, but a Cold Moon projection summoned by Luo Qinghan with her Mahayana Stage cultivation.

Summoning a Cold Moon in the Eternal Night Ruins, a place where even laws are frozen, exacted an enormous price.

This one move alone drained nearly forty percent of the Moon Radiance Origin within her body.

For a cultivator who had already made a breakthrough with the help of the Moonlight Holy Tree and was now at the edge of a bottleneck loosening, this was almost a waste.

Yet Luo Qinghan did not hesitate in the slightest.

The instant the Cold Moon descended, cold moonlight spread across the entire battlefield.

The pupils of those Phantom Eyes contracted violently under the moonlight; the Cold Moon's power and the Demon God Wan Tong's twisted blood light belong to two opposing law attributes.

Where the moonlight reached, the blood light was suppressed, and the twisted space regained partial order.

Although it could not completely offset the Space Vortex's influence, it at least caused a clear lag in the vortex's rotation speed.

At the same time, Baili Hong also moved.

He drove the long saber in his hand heavily into the ground, his left hand forming the White Tiger Killing Seal.

White Tiger Killing Qi erupted from within his body, and his whole person underwent a tremendous change.

His eyes turned into a pair of vertical silver pupils.

A layer of pure white fur phantom emerged around his body, and behind him a towering White Tiger Phantom faintly manifested.

It looked surprisingly similar to the Nine Extremes Heavenly King's White Tiger.

This White Tiger Phantom was not the usual killing-qi phantom condensed before him during battle, but a law concretization one level higher.

In other words, the White Tiger Phantom at this moment was no longer a mere product of killing qi, but carried genuine White Tiger True Meaning.

"Kill!"

Baili Hong charged toward the Space Vortex together with the White Tiger Phantom behind him.

The White Tiger Phantom opened its bloody maw and bit down on the dark red light rays on the outer wall.

The law attribute of the light rays began to violently fluctuate under the erosion of the White Tiger Killing Qi.

The White Tiger specializes in killing; its own killing qi has a natural restraining effect on all laws.

Though insufficient to frontally tear apart the Demon God Wan Tong's killing move, it could at least tear open a gap.

No choice; in the Eternal Night Ruins environment, everyone was suppressed.

They had the realm, yet could not unleash their full strength, and could only act according to their capacity.

Fortunately, through the efforts of Luo Qinghan, Mo Li, Baili Hong, and the others, the people trapped inside the vortex finally escaped.

Originally, including Luo Qinghan's group of five, there were fewer than seventy people.

After this battle, the survivors numbered only thirty-odd.

The rest were either killed by other Demon Gods or erased by Wan Tong.

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At the same time, Xu Zhangqing and Kong Fang, trapped inside, launched a full-scale offensive.

The Creation Green Lotus atop his head accelerated its rotation, and the dark red blood light twisted by Wan Tong in the surrounding space was endlessly absorbed by the Green Lotus, transformed by the Creation Power, and turned into pure Creation Origin surging into his body.

Immediately after, the Creation Brush swung rapidly.

Streaks of azure array patterns appeared in the surrounding void.

Centering on Xu Zhangqing, the array patterns expanded outward layer upon layer, forming a Defensive Grand Array dozens of zhang in diameter.

Inside the array, Creation Power filled the space to a nearly substantial degree.

The gazes of those Phantom Eyes, attempting to penetrate the array patterns, were weakened layer by layer by the Creation Power; by the time the gazes touched Xu Zhangqing, they could no longer cause him any effect.

The Creation Mirror was suspended by Xu Zhangqing at the edge of the Defensive Grand Array.

Its mirror surface faced the Space Vortex; the Origin Reflection ability, in this twisted space, was like a sharp blade advancing against the Cosmic Tide.

Where the mirror light shone, the twisted laws were restored layer by layer into Creation Power.

The dark red blood light turned into azure Creation Origin in the mirror light, and the twisted space folds were smoothed out anew in the mirror light.

Even those Phantom Eyes, after being illuminated by the mirror light, produced irreversible disintegration.

"Tracing the Source."

Xu Zhangqing spat out two words from his mouth.

The fifth level of the Creation Heavenly Scripture almost counters everything in the Eternal Night Ruins.

Tracing the Source uses Creation Power to trace the original state of all things.

A single thought can make all things revive or return to silence.

Demon God Wan Tong twisted space, and Xu Zhangqing restored the twisted space using the Tracing the Source ability.

Demon God Wan Tong interfered with the laws, and he restored the interfered laws to their previous state.

From this moment on, the battle between both sides became a confrontation between two laws, or orders.

Wan Tong represents distortion and aberration.

Xu Zhangqing represents restoration and returning to the truth.

And Kong Fang represents the purest attribute separation.

While Xu Zhangqing and Demon God Wan Tong were fighting to a standstill, He was not idle.

Holding the Seven Kill Fan, He had already fanned it four times.

Each time He fanned it, the Seven-Colored Wild Wind summoned was more violent than the last.

When He fanned it the first time, the wild wind merely caused hundreds of Eyes of Illusion on the inner wall of the Space Vortex to close temporarily.

When He fanned it the second time, dozens of Eyes of Illusion closer by were directly invaded by the seven-colored light, and the structure of the eyeballs themselves began to collapse.

When He fanned it the third time, the seven-colored light mixed in the wild wind formed substantial light blades.

These light blades specifically sought the spiritual nodes where the Eyes of Illusion connected to the Space Fold to cut them, severing those Eyes of Illusion from the space fragments they were attached to.

When He fanned it the fourth time, the power of the Seven-Colored Wild Wind was already great enough to cause tearing damage to the Space Vortex itself.

That vortex condensed from dark red violently shook in the wild wind.

Under the interference of the seven-colored light, space began to show signs of crumbling.

Especially the rotation speed of the vortex, which now showed a clear decline.

From the previous suffocating rapid rotation, it became an intermittent sluggish turning, each circle emitting a piercing scraping sound.

"Ugh!"

Demon God Wan Tong let out a muffled groan, his voice carrying undisguisable pain.

His remaining eyes widened simultaneously, reflecting the scene of the Seven-Colored Wild Wind raging in his pupils.

Never Expected, that his accumulation of fifty thousand years of Dao Xing, using a killing move at the cost of damaging his own origin, was actually destroyed by two little beasts!