Chapter 1061

Liusheng Wuji calculated for a moment, and could only temporarily let go of the Sky Fragrant Cardamom that was within reach.

He then gathered his sword heart, urged his sword intent, and once again unleashed that Red Flame Wudao Sword Twenty-Three, which surpassed Sword Twenty-Three!

The moment Red Flame Wudao Sword Twenty-Three appeared, Liusheng Wuji's hunched figure seemed to vanish.

In its place was actually a treasured sword that pierced straight through heaven and earth!

Under the oppressive might of this treasured sword, everything in heaven and earth slowed down, even to the point of coming to a standstill.

Even Xiao Jingtian's punch from the Demonic God phantom had its speed greatly reduced.

The spatial rifts created along the way also gradually healed over.

"Old thing, do you really think this sovereign cannot deal with your Sword Twenty-Three?"

The Undying God of Longevity snorted coldly and said,

"Since you have provoked this sovereign again and again,

then this sovereign will now give you an answer!"

Having spoken, the Undying God of Longevity once again activated the Heaven-Shifting Divine Art.

What a Heaven-Shifting Divine Art—once activated this time, it actually drew over all the Heaven and Earth Origin Force within a thousand li.

Then, under the Undying God of Longevity's subtle control, the Heaven and Earth Origin Force was entirely bestowed upon the Demonic God phantom.

With this, the once ordinary Demonic God phantom seemed to transform into a celestial god, majestic and inviolable, bearing the awesome might of heaven!

"I never expected this evil god could reach such a level…"

Only now did Liusheng Wuji understand that he had ultimately underestimated the Undying God of Longevity.

"Rise!"

But the Undying God of Longevity gave him no chance—after uttering the word 'rise',

everything in the surroundings was entirely under his control.

In the unseen depths, a power transcending nature was released by the Undying God of Longevity and infused into the Demonic God phantom.

That was the Undying God of Longevity's true trump card—Divine Maha Wuliang.

With the infusion of Divine Maha Wuliang, the Demonic God phantom was no longer a mere phantom; it seemed to truly become a lifelike true god.

It could even, like a person, have its chest rise and fall, and breathe through its nose.

"What a fine move…"

Liusheng Wuji knew the next moment would be a thunderous strike, so he too desperately urged his sword intent.

But Sword Twenty-Three was already the ultimate move of this sword Dao.

Fused with the Red Flame Divine Art, this Sword Twenty-Three that emerged had greater power, but its realm was only half a notch higher.

If he could not break through the current bottleneck and enter the next realm of this sword Dao,

no matter how much sword intent Liusheng Wuji employed, he would ultimately be unable to contend with this move of the Undying God of Longevity.

After all, this move of the Undying God of Longevity not only gathered the Heaven-Shifting Divine Art and World-Destroying Demonic Body he had studied his whole life,

but also infused Divine Maha Wuliang accumulated over who knows how many years.

Most critically, he had also infused a trace of power even he himself did not understand.

Several powers combined had long made this strike enough to cause heaven to collapse and earth to crack, unmatched in the present world!

The experts from You Dongying, General Zhebie, and others hurrying over from afar, upon seeing this enormous Demonic God phantom that resembled a true god, were all dumbfounded and did not dare to take another step forward.

Even the old monks of the Heart Chan Hall within the belly of Snow Peak Mountain were so shocked their jaws dropped.

They had originally thought that once their Master Xue Damo, the Patriarch, was unsealed and appeared in the world, this realm would belong to them.

Who would have known that two monsters would suddenly appear.

Neither one was easy to get along with.

Especially this strike unleashed by the Undying God of Longevity—the old monks were all terrified to their core.

They feared that if the Undying God of Longevity's strike went awry, it would sweep them away along with it.

"Haaah!"

The Undying God of Longevity's move finally reached its maximum.

After a fierce shout, he attacked violently.

With his push, the true-god-like phantom brought a palm descending from the heavens.

This palm looked to be only a few mu in area—not even enough to slap this broken snow peak whole.

But extreme-path powerhouses like Patriarch Xue Damo and Liusheng Wuji could sense the mystery within this palm.

Beneath this palm, the space and time of an entire realm were locked dead.

No matter what power was used, whether to resist or flee—

as long as one's realm could not surpass the Undying God of Longevity, and one's cultivation could not stand equal—

then beneath this palm, there was only death, no life!.

Seeing this nearly world-destroying palm, Liusheng Wuji's face turned ashen.

He finally understood that although he too could be called an extreme-path powerhouse, compared to the Undying God of Longevity, the gap was still considerable!

This palm—he absolutely could not receive it unless he could break through to Red Flame Wudao Sword Twenty-Four.

But whether it was Huangfu the Sword Saint, or Liusheng Wuji himself, or even Dugu Jian—

when deducing this sword Dao, they could only reach Sword Twenty-Three.

At most it was the difference between something like Six-Destruction Sword Twenty-Three and Red Flame Wudao Sword Twenty-Three.

Where did Sword Twenty-Four exist!

Watching the giant palm's oppressive might descend, everything in this realm crumbled one after another.

Liusheng Wuji's heart also kept sinking.

"Mr. Liusheng, you are also a renowned master of the sword Dao. Must you die in such a cowardly, wretched manner?"

Just as Liusheng Wuji faced the world-destroying giant palm, convinced he had no chance of winning, his fighting spirit steadily waning—

a voice suddenly rang out beside his ear.

"Damo?"

Liusheng Wuji heard the voice and immediately knew who was speaking.

He turned his head and, sure enough, saw Patriarch Damo nodding with a smile on his face,

"Elder Liusheng, you are the Sword Saint of You Dongying, a peerless and rare powerhouse under heaven.

Back then, even the mighty Sword Saint Huangfu was defeated beneath your blade.

Now at this life-and-death juncture, how can you simply give up like this?"

"You actually know all this?"

Liusheng Wuji found it utterly strange.

Why did this world's Patriarch Damo understand him so deeply?

"That is not important."

Patriarch Damo pointed at the palm that would obliterate everything and said,

"Quickly gather your sword intent and unleash your full power.

I can channel my energy to aid you!"

"Good!"

Liusheng Wuji was in truth not a man who clung to life and feared death; otherwise he would not have provoked the God of Immortality earlier at the peak of Tianchi.

It was just that this palm of the God of Immortality not only looked like an unstoppable, blazing might of heaven.

Beneath a single palm, even heaven and earth could be smashed apart.

What was more terrifying was that within the range this palm enveloped, all fighting spirit and battle-heart would be affected by the God of Immortality's Heaven-Shifting Divine Art.

Liusheng Wuji had inadvertently been influenced by the Heaven-Shifting Divine Art, so that his fighting will sank and he nearly withdrew the Twenty-Third Sword of the Scarlet Flame Wudao.

At the critical moment, Patriarch Damo spoke up.

It looked like only a few words, but in truth he had used a Fomen divine ability to secretly purge the influence of the Heaven-Shifting Divine Art from Liusheng Wuji.

Thus Liusheng Wuji's battle-heart steadied, and his fighting spirit erupted in an instant.

"Ha ha! Good! Since you evil god insist on destroying heaven and earth, then watch me, Liusheng, guide a single thread of life for the world!"

Liusheng Wuji truly could not break through the barrier of the Twenty-Third Sword on the battlefield.

But at this moment his battle-heart was firm and his fighting spirit soared.