Chapter 1055

Boom! Boom!

Boom! Boom!

Starlight and Profound Yin Heavy Water collided violently!

Blinding light and violent energy shockwaves exploded in the depths of the ocean trench! Hard rock walls were sheared off in large swaths, countless rocks instantly shattered into powder! The seawater was churned as if boiling!

Xiao Ran's Stellar Sword Wheel was marvelously profound; each starlight sword strike precisely hit the weakest node of the Profound Yin Ice Spike, and the anti-evil, purifying power within the starlight continually wore down the ice spike's yin cold evil aura. Yet the gap in cultivation was enormous! Zhao Wujang's Profound Yin Ice Spike contained power that was overwhelmingly massive and yin-toxic!

After the Stellar Sword Wheel shattered five ice spikes, it violently trembled, its light quickly dimming, leaving it powerless! The remaining four ice spikes, though weakened, still bore deadly cold light, breaking through the residual starlight like lethal fangs, and continued shooting toward Han Wuxian!

"Pfft!" Xiao Ran spat out another mouthful of blood, his face ashen gold, forcibly activating his sword formation to counter a Nascent Soul late-stage strike, which triggered the cold poison backlash of the Profound Yin Bone-Piercing Needle; his figure swayed on the verge of collapse, and his dark-yellow iron sword let out a mournful cry, its light fully retracted as it flew back into his hand.

"Xiao Ran!" Han Wuxian roared, watching helplessly as Xiao Ran suffered grave injury while buying him a sliver of chance to live; a surge of brutal fury rose straight to his head!

The stellar hub fragment in his sea of consciousness seemed to sense his anger and protective intent, violently trembling, it transmitted a weak yet extraordinarily pure clear stream that instantly soothed part of his violent killing intent, allowing his mind to retain a sliver of clarity amidst the excruciating pain.

Gazing at those four death-aura-emitting ice spikes within arm's reach, Han Wuxian's eyes blazed with crimson-gold light to the extreme! The crimson-gold patterns on his arms flowed like magma, emitting an overburdened "crackle"!

He no longer attempted to wield a complete sword technique. In a life-or-death instant, Han Wuxian made a near-mad move!

He fiercely plunged the heavy Myriad Bones Giant Sword upside-down into the seabed before him, his bone hands covered in crimson-gold patterns gripping the hilt with all their might, his whole body bracing against the sword's spine like the most steadfast reef!

At the same time, he channeled the scorching, domineering, law-destroying will he had obtained after fusing with the Great Light Divine Gold, madly pouring it into the Myriad Bones Giant Sword!

"Open for me!!!"

Accompanied by a soul-rending roar, crimson-gold light exploded on the Myriad Bones Giant Sword like a volcanic eruption! A blade of light condensed to the extreme—only about a zhang wide—yet containing all of Han Wuxian's present will and power, shot forth from the sword tip like the divine punishment light that splits heaven and earth!

This blade of light was no longer the previous crude sweep; instead, it condensed the "sharpness" of the Anti-Evil Divine Gold and the "destruction" of the Myriad Bones slaughter!

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

Four soft sounds, like a hot knife cutting through solidified butter!

Those four ice spikes, weakened by Xiao Ran's sword formation yet still deadly, were precisely and silently split in half the moment they touched this crimson-gold blade of light! The terrifying yin-cold power contained within the ice spikes, having met its nemesis, rapidly melted and dissolved under the crimson-gold anti-evil light, without even causing an explosion!

The crimson-gold blade's residual force did not wane; like an enraged crimson-gold mad dragon, it tore through the viscous water pressure, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and stabbed straight toward Zhao Wujang, whose expression had drastically changed!

Zhao Wujang never imagined that his Nascent Soul late-stage killing strike would be broken by the combined effort of two gravely wounded, dying juniors! Especially Han Wuxian's final blade of light, condensed with the will of the Anti-Evil Divine Gold, its sharpness and domineering nature made him feel a hint of threat!

"Damn it!" Zhao Wujang, both startled and angry, hastily erected three thick Profound Yin Heavy Water shields before him while his figure swiftly retreated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The crimson-gold blade's force, like splitting bamboo, pierced through two heavy water shields in succession, only exploding loudly upon the third shield! The violent energy shook Zhao Wujang until his qi and blood surged, his protective spiritual light fluctuated wildly; though uninjured, he was in a sorry state!

And Han Wuxian, who had unleashed that heaven-shaking sword, saw the crimson-gold patterns on his arms instantly dim, as if all his energy had been expended; the cracks in his dark-gold bones rapidly expanded, even emitting faint cracking sounds!

His vision went black; he could no longer support himself, dropping to one knee heavily on the seabed sand, only staying upright by leaning on the Myriad Bones Giant Sword planted in the ground, he gasped violently, each breath bringing a scorching tang of blood, his sight beginning to blur.

Xiao Ran also reached his limit, half-kneeling on the ground while clutching his chest, blood tinged with cold continually seeping from the corner of his mouth, he stared fixedly at Zhao Wujang!

In the depths of the ocean trench, the brief silence was disturbed by the aftershocks of the energy impact.

Zhao Wujang steadied his stance, gazing at the two enemies whose breaths were faint yet had managed to withstand his strike; his face held no trace of contempt, only cold killing intent and a hint of greed.

He slowly raised his hand, and a deep blue light gathered once more in his palm; this time, the light was even more profound and icy-cold.

"Very good… very good! Two juniors, you've actually made this old man take notice! Too bad, it ends here! Your lives, that sword, that Celestial Material, and that azure vermilion fruit… I'll take them all!"

The terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul late stage surged forth again like a tsunami, this time with a resolve to kill! The remaining cultivators of the Ascending Bright Sect also reclosed their ranks, sealing off all escape routes.

Han Wuxian and Xiao Ran leaned against the cold stone pillar and the similarly scarred giant sword, facing utter despair, yet their eyes held no despair, only burning fighting spirit and an unyielding flame.

Just as Zhao Wujang was about to unleash a thunderbolt strike!

"Woo!!!"

A low, desolate, long horn call, seemingly from ancient primordial times, sounded without warning, penetrating layer after layer of seawater, clearly transmitted from the deepest, darkest end of the ocean trench into the ears of everyone present!

This horn's sound carried an ineffable penetrative power, as if it could directly shake the soul! Containing ancient, solemn, and even a hint of sorrowful aura, it caused even the violent energy's aftershocks to pause.

Zhao Wujang, who was about to act, suddenly changed expression; a flicker of deep apprehension, even a barely perceptible fear, crossed his eyes; his motion to gather power stalled, and he looked with astonishment toward the darker depths of the ocean trench illuminated by faint subterranean firelight.

Han Wuxian and Xiao Ran also shuddered simultaneously; this sudden horn call, as if containing some mysterious power, sent ripples through their exhausted seas of consciousness.

In that dark depth, it seemed something… had been awakened?