Chapter 632: Three Immortals Merged, World-Extinguishing Holy Sword
It is said that only when three powerhouses of equal cultivation fully trust one another can it be successfully performed.
Moreover, the price is immense; if things go wrong, all three could be annihilated.
"It's too dangerous!" Taixuan Laozu hurriedly intervened, "No one has ever succeeded with this Secret Technique!"
"There have been those in history who attempted it, but they all failed and died miserably!"
But Lin Xuan did not hesitate.
"I am willing to try!" he said firmly, "For the Three Realms, any risk is worth taking!"
Nezha also responded immediately: "Count me in! We have fought together since we were young; we are the most suitable for merging!"
Zhang Wuji nodded: "Life and Death Together, I will not shirk!"
The determination of the three caused tears to well up in Xiao Yuan's eyes.
She knew the peril of this Secret Technique; the success rate was less than one in ten.
But in all the futures she had seen, this was the only path that could thoroughly defeat Nitian Mozun.
"Fine!" Xiao Yuan said through gritted teeth, "I will use my precognition ability to guide you!"
Lin Xuan, Nezha, and Zhang Wuji immediately stood in a 'pin' character formation.
They stood facing one another, their eyes burning with a resolve to die.
"Begin!" Lin Xuan shouted.
The three simultaneously began to burn their own vital blood and cultivation.
This was not a simple expenditure, but a true burning.
Just like a candle burning itself to illuminate others, they were burning their lives to trade for power.
"Ah!" Nezha was the first to be unable to bear it, letting out a painful groan.
The pain of burning vital blood was even harder to endure than being sliced by a thousand knives.
It felt as if countless knives were cutting inside their blood vessels, every cell tearing apart.
"Hold on!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth to encourage them, "Think of those innocent lives!"
Zhang Wuji was also struggling in agony, but still gritted his teeth and persisted.
The Magic Treasures in their hands began to undergo changes.
Lin Xuan's Primordial Holy Sword erupted with brilliant holy light, the Ancient Runes on the sword body flickering wildly.
Nezha's Fire-Tipped Spear ignited with Samadhi True Fire, the spear tip radiating an aura of destruction.
The pages of Zhang Wuji's 'Primordial Seal Record' flipped, and countless ancient Runes flew out.
The power of the three Magic Treasures began to attract one another, slowly gathering toward the center.
"Merge!" the three shouted in unison.
In an instant, three distinct, disparate powers collided.
The holy power of the holy sword, the destructive fire of the fire spear, and the sealing might of the ancient book.
The three types of power were originally mutually restrictive and conflicting, but under the guidance of the three's will, they began to merge.
The process was exceptionally painful, and the bodies of the three were under immense load.
Lin Xuan felt his blood vessels about to burst, his meridians snapping and reconnecting.
Nezha's Three Heads and Six Arms divine ability could no longer be maintained, reverting to his normal form.
Zhang Wuji was even bleeding from his seven orifices, his face as pale as paper.
But none of the three gave up.
Their intentions were completely connected, their minds fully merged.
Each other's pain, persistence, and conviction were clearly transmitted to the others.
This resonance of minds made the merging process go more smoothly.
"We are brothers!" Lin Xuan shouted in his heart.
"Life and Death Together!" Nezha responded.
"Never to be separated!" Zhang Wuji also joined in.
The souls of the three truly became one at this moment.
As the merging deepened, strange changes began to occur in the air.
A divine sword never before seen began to slowly condense and take shape.
This sword was a thousand zhang long, taller than a mountain peak.
The sword body was crystalline and transparent, as pure as crystal.
But even more miraculous was that the sword body was covered in Ancient Runes.
These Runes were not carved later, but formed by Nature during the condensation process.
Every Rune contained the power to create the world.
The entire sword radiated a terrifying might capable of severing time and space.
Merely its existence caused the surrounding space to begin to distort.
"Is this... the legendary World-Extinguishing Holy Sword?" Taixuan Laozu said in shock.
The Nine Heavens Profound Yellow Array sensed the summons of the holy sword.
The Seven Ancient Divine Stones shone simultaneously, injecting their power into the sword body.
The golden light of the Heaven Origin Stone, the silver radiance of the Sun-Moon Stone, the starlight of the Star Stone...
Seven-colored light flowed across the sword body, making it even more powerful.
Even the black and white dual-colored light of the Hunlun Shi merged into it.
This sword was no longer merely the product of the three merging.
It also carried the power of the Nine Heavens Profound Yellow Array and the might of the seven divine stones.
This was the ultimate weapon that gathered all the forces of justice!
Seeing this sword, for the first time, fear appeared in Nitian Mozun's twelve blood-red eyes.
True fear!
He could feel the power of this sword; it was a force that could truly threaten him.
"Impossible! How could mere ants..."
Mozun's voice was trembling.
But the fear was quickly replaced by rage.
"Even if you have this sword, so what?" he roared madly, "This Venerable will perish together with you all!"
Nitian Mozun began to accelerate the speed of his magic core's self-detonation.
What was originally one minute of time was now compressed to thirty seconds.
He would rather perish together than be slain by this sword.
"Not good! He has accelerated the self-detonation speed!" Xiao Yuan hurriedly warned.
"The Holy Sword still needs ten seconds to fully take form!"
There was not enough time!
Both sides were racing against time.
The thousand-foot World-Destroying Holy Sword finally took full form, radiating a power that could destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth.
The figures of Lin Xuan, Nezha, and Zhang Wuji merged together, transforming into a tall light-shadow.
This light-shadow held the giant sword, as majestic as a heavenly god descending to the world.
Pure holy light radiated from its body, forming a sharp contrast with the dark demonic Qi of Nitian Mozun.
"Success!" The Coalition Army on the Xuese Pingyuan erupted in excited cheers.
But before they could celebrate, Nitian Mozun's magic core also reached the critical point of self-detonation.
His body had already expanded to two hundred feet tall, even more terrifying than before.
Every inch of his skin was burning with black demonic fire, emitting an aura of destruction.
Twelve blood-red eyes stared fixedly at the figure of San Xian He Ti, filled with madness and resentment.
"Ants! Even if you have this sword, so what?"
Nitian Mozun let out a heaven-shaking roar, "This Venerable will perish together with you all!"
But just at this moment, Mozun made an unexpected move.
He did not continue to fight on the Xuese Pingyuan, but instead charged violently toward the sky.
"Come! Let us have our final showdown in the Void!"
Mozun's voice resounded through the Three Realms like thunder, "This Venerable does not want the explosion to affect the entire Mo Jie!"
This sentence left everyone stunned.
Nitian Mozun would actually consider the safety of the Mo Jie?
"Is he crazy?" Nezha's voice came from the merged figure.
"No, he is not crazy," Lin Xuan's voice also rang out, "He just wants to find a place more suitable for battle."
"There are no restrictions in the Void, he can unleash his full strength."
Zhang Wuji's voice followed closely behind: "No matter what he is thinking, we will accompany him to the end!"
The figure of San Xian He Ti was fearless, brandishing the World-Destroying Holy Sword as it followed closely behind.
The massive light-shadow charged toward the nine heavens like a meteor.
The Holy Sword carved a brilliant trail of light in the air, illuminating the entire sky.
End of Chapter
