Chapter 88: Victory (Please keep reading!)

The "momentum" reversed in an instant.

This was the "using the small to defeat the big" that Yue Muzhou sought, the only opportunity he had been waiting for during countless previous pressures.

You would rather exchange ten for one to crush me, then what about exchanging a hundred for one, or a thousand for one?

Let the Immortal Lord's claw pierce his body, and he would return a hundred times the damage!

The Immortal Lord's steel-like body was torn apart in an instant, and the irresistible sword Qi pressed Him down. This didn't come from the strength of power, but the result of "momentum" projected into the battle.

When that "momentum" was constantly tempered and squeezed, and never collapsed, one should know that there would be this stretching suppressed to the extreme.

Yue Muzhou thrust his sword into the Immortal Lord's forehead.

The empty eye sockets naturally had no expression, but when this emptiness stared at the Immortal Lord's golden pupils, it constituted a silent pressure.

They were both at the level of having just touched the Heavenly Tower, and the Immortal Lord had many abilities, yet He still lost to Yue Muzhou.

This sword strike might not be able to directly exterminate Him, but after this sword strike, the situation just now was reversed, and the Immortal Lord would become a heavily injured body lingering on its last breath.

The sword Qi tore apart every inch of His body. Softening and splitting couldn't avoid it, and frost and deep blue fire couldn't block it. The Immortal Lord's aura fell to the bottom in one breath.

This body was broken to this extent for the first time. A point of deep blue was revealed in the torn chest and abdomen—the original seed was exposed.

This was where the Immortal Lord's consciousness resided. Destroying this object, although it couldn't directly extinguish His consciousness, could cause Him heavy damage, and secondly, it could make His consciousness a lonely ghost, which, although able to reside everywhere, could never be repaired again.

In the previous battle, the Immortal Lord always moved it constantly in His body to avoid Yue Muzhou's attacks, but at this moment, with the entire body torn to pieces, where else could it hide?

Yue Muzhou immediately focused on this target. Although he didn't clearly know what this was, killing a chicken by cutting its throat or killing a fish by hitting its head, anyone could see the unusual nature of this thing. Perhaps it was something like the seven inches of a snake.

The mighty sword Qi immediately condensed and bit toward this blue pill like a long dragon. The Immortal Lord's remaining body opened up one after another to block, but it was just sending this surviving flesh and blood to be shredded by the sword Qi again.

Most of the sword Qi was blocked, but Yue Muzhou's sword blade still broke through like a hot knife through oil, piercing through this deep blue sphere in one strike.

That deep light dimmed instantly.

At the same time, a cold, sharp pain came from his abdomen; the Immortal Lord's claws had pierced through.

No need to care.

In this situation, He naturally could only continue to execute His attack.

Because the opponent's "hundred" had already been added to His body. If He retreated now, He wouldn't even want this "one."

Yue Muzhou had precisely aimed at His determined offensive posture, and after the exchange in this round could not be saved, he erupted with this reversal sword strike.

One sword for one claw, the outcome was decided.

It was time for him to pursue and attack.

Yue Muzhou lifted his sword, intending to raise his sword momentum again.

But at this moment, his body stiffened, his abdomen was in sharp pain, and his body suddenly lost its strength.

This feeling was so familiar; it was exactly the kind of paralysis he had experienced day and night for the past eighteen years.

He lowered his head, and a bright, moist bead was being dug out by the dragon claw.

Shock seemed to appear in the pitch-black eye sockets, while the golden pupils remained as indifferent as ever.

From the beginning, He had only one goal.

That was the dantian seed.

Letting His body be torn apart, falling into the situation of being finished off by the next sword strike. He only needed this claw to succeed, to be able to touch that seed!

And Yue Muzhou letting Him pierce his lower abdomen was absolutely not because of carelessness, because this ability to dig out a dantian seed with one claw was simply unheard of!

The vast majority of people who practice in the world have dantian seeds, and the dantian seeds grow in the dantian, and the meridian tree also grows here.

But could it be that if the lower abdomen is stabbed by a sword, the path of cultivation for a lifetime will be cut off? Could those experts who have stepped into the Mystic Gate or even the Heavenly Tower become cripples overnight because of this?

Naturally not. Although once a dantian seed is destroyed, it is almost impossible to compensate for, in a normal state, it is very difficult to damage.

First, its form is very small, and it is not easy to be touched in a fight; second, it is very tough and soft, and swords and the like can almost cause no damage to it; third, it is because it is the place where Qi sprouts, and it is often protected by Qi.

Combining the three points, in a fight, wanting to break the opponent's meridian tree is much harder than smashing the opponent's head.

Therefore, if one wants to destroy a person's meridian tree, it is often done by someone with a higher cultivation level against someone with a lower cultivation level, pouring stronger and thicker Qi into the body to destroy it.

And if there is no more than one great realm difference, this process often takes a considerable amount of time and is difficult to achieve in one move.

Now, both sides were at the Heavenly Tower level of power, and the dantian seed was also protected by surging Qi. How could He take out his meridian tree with one claw?!

Yue Muzhou's lower abdomen was infected by deep blue, the protective Qi was devoured, and the connection between the meridian tree and flesh and blood was also melted.

And the moment the dragon claw gripped it, and the deep blue was about to infect it, this special meridian tree that had sprouted for less than an hour suddenly retracted all its branches, reduced back to that bright, moist bead, squeezed out all the Qi and energy, and solidified into a solid outer shell.

Therefore, the Immortal Lord, who intended to destroy it directly, turned to dig it out instead.

But for Yue Muzhou, the moment the meridian tree regressed into a dantian seed, his entire body had lost its support.

Although he was still at the Heavenly Tower realm.

In the Life Vein realm, the destruction of the meridian tree is equivalent to the loss of a lifetime of cultivation, because the power the practitioner can use is only Qi; in the Mystic Gate realm, it is mostly the same, but sorcerers and some gifted martial artists can resonate directly with Mystic Qi through their own inspiration, so they don't completely fall into the mundane; but when reaching the Heavenly Tower, what connects with Heaven and Earth is "nature" and "life," and losing the meridian tree cannot strip this person from Heaven and Earth, so there is no such thing as falling from the realm in the Heavenly Tower.

If a normal Heavenly Tower expert were here, even if their strength was greatly reduced after the meridian tree was destroyed, they could still fight with the power of Heaven and Earth. If they were originally a sorcerer, that would have even less impact.

But Yue Muzhou was different. His body was already withered and fragile, and he had suffered so many injuries in the fight, all relying on Qi to support and nourish him.

The power of Heaven and Earth only obeys the "mobilization" of the human body and cannot benefit the human body itself; Mystic Qi is the spiritual energy between Heaven and Earth, and it can act on the human body through certain methods, but that is at most medical treatment from the outside in. Moreover, Yue Muzhou didn't have this inspiration; only Qi is truly generated within the human body itself, and it is a life-critical thing that can support the entire essence and flesh of a person. In "On Martial Arts," it is called the second kind of blood of a person.

Now that the Qi was gone, Yue Muzhou's decaying body suddenly walked to the end of life. ===== CHAPTER 89 =====