AWB Chapter 1074 His head was neatly severed.
Chapter 1074 His head was neatly severed.
"Activate the sealing formation!"
Yu Shuheng's stern shout was like a thunderclap, causing the chaotic air currents in the evil god's mustard seed space to churn violently.
He wore a blue-patterned Taoist robe, his beard and hair moved without wind, his hands formed intricate hand seals, and an ancient array talisman between his brows shone brightly, activating the billions of golden array patterns hidden beneath the earth.
Seeing this, Su Mingyi, Xie Ziwei, and the others did not dare to hesitate for a moment and poured all their immortal power and spiritual power into the formation beneath their feet.
In an instant, the entire space seemed to transform into a golden furnace, where countless condensed spiritual energies converged into a surging torrent, flowing wildly along the array patterns.
hum!
A deep, resonant hum, like a great bell, echoed throughout the heavens and earth. Suddenly, a chasm ten thousand feet wide split open in the center of the formation, resembling the gaping maw of a ferocious beast. Countless golden chains, as thick as buckets, roared out from the chasm. The chains were covered with dense ancient runes, emanating a sacred aura that suppressed all evil spirits, as if they were ancient gods, majestic and solemn.
These chains, like nimble snakes, instantly locked onto the evil god's massive body, coiling around him like maggots clinging to his bones, binding his limbs, torso, and even his neck.
The evil god's body, comparable to a mountain, struggled violently. Its black malevolent energy, like boiling magma, raged against the golden chains. Each impact was like a thunderbolt, deafening. Where the black malevolent energy collided with the golden spiritual power, countless tiny spatial cracks rose and fell like a spider web.
However, those golden chains were as solid as a rock. With each flash of runes, they could dissolve the black evil energy into nothingness. Instead, the chains tightened more and more, like a pair of merciless hands, pulling the evil god toward the spatial rift in the center of the formation.
"No! I am not reconciled! I have not yet ruled this world!" The evil god's roar was filled with boundless resentment and unwillingness, making the eardrums of the cultivators present ache and their souls tremble.
His head suddenly swelled several times its normal size, and his eyes shot out jets of jet-black light as he tried to break free of the chains.
Just then, a dazzling golden light shot into the sky from the crowd of cultivators; it was Su Mingyi, who was poised to strike.
At this moment, Su Mingyi's aura had undergone a tremendous change.
The primordial energy within him was like a newly born star, radiating a warm yet boundless energy. The originally clear immortal power, under the tempering of the primordial energy, became like molten gold, flowing with a glass-like luster.
His meridians were expanded several times over by the primordial energy, each one crystal clear. When immortal power surged within them, there was not a sound of obstruction; instead, it was accompanied by a clear and melodious sound, like celestial music.
Su Mingyi held a longsword with dragon patterns in his hand. The dragon patterns on the sword, which had been dormant, had come to life. Golden dragon shadows swirled and moved around the sword, emitting deep dragon roars.
His feet were suspended in mid-air, his robes fluttering in the wind. The immortal power around him was no longer the ethereal and formless power of the past, but had condensed into a tangible golden flame. The flame contained a trace of primordial purple energy, which seemed weak, but contained a terrifying power as if the world had been created.
"True Dragon Slash!"
Su Mingyi's shout wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.
With a flick of his wrist, the longsword drew a perfect arc. In an instant, the golden dragon shadow on the sword suddenly burst forth, merging with the immortal power and primordial energy around him, transforming into a golden dragon ten thousand feet long.
This dragon is incredibly lifelike, with clearly visible scales, flowing whiskers, and eyes that gleam with a divine light that sees through all things. It is a rare phenomenon born from the complete transformation of immortal power under the nourishment of primordial energy.
In the past, when Su Mingyi used the True Dragon Slash, although it was quite powerful, the dragon shadow was illusory and it was all condensed by immortal power. The slash relied more on the impact of sword momentum and spiritual power.
But at this moment, with the blessing of the primordial energy, this true dragon not only solidified like a living thing, but also contained the primordial power of the beginning of the universe.
The moment the dragon's shadow burst forth, the surrounding space was crushed and distorted by this terrifying power. The black malevolent energy crumbled upon contact, leaving no room for struggle.
The golden dragon opened its massive jaws and let out a roar that shook the universe, charging towards the head of the evil god with a world-destroying aura.
A flash of sword light, like a meteor streaking across the night, was so fast that the crowd couldn't even see how the dragon moved before they heard a crisp "plop" sound.
The evil god's scales, which were strong enough to withstand the bombardment of a high-grade spiritual weapon, were easily torn apart like paper by the True Dragon's Slash. Wherever the power of primordial chaos passed, the black evil energy was instantly purified, and even the evil god's physical body was disintegrated at the source level.
Hey!
The evil god let out an extremely shrill scream as his head was neatly severed. There was not a trace of blood at the cut, only pure primordial energy burning, preventing the regeneration of the evil energy.
The head tumbled several times in the air, quickly turning into a cloud of black smoke, attempting to reform. However, Su Mingyi's primordial energy silently spread over it, completely purifying all the black smoke, leaving not even a trace of remnant soul behind.
Everyone stared at this scene, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
They were all top cultivators in the Qingyuan Realm, so they could naturally feel the terror of Su Mingyi's sword strike.
When did Su Mingyi become so powerful?
Xie Ziwei and her group were unaware of the reason, but Su Xiaoya naturally knew perfectly well. Watching Su Mingyi's transformation, Su Xiaoya couldn't help but wonder if she should secretly transfer a tiny bit of primordial energy to her adoptive parents, second brother, and even her grandfather, the old clan chief, and the old village chief?
Although Su Mingyi's immortal power was pure in the past, it was as different as a stream compared to the ocean at this moment.
The immortal power, enhanced by the primordial energy, not only had its purity increased dozens of times, but its concentration also reached an astonishing level.
The damage that would have required 100% of one's immortal power in the past can now be multiplied several times or even ten times by just 10% of the immortal power fused with primordial energy.
It should be noted that this is only the initial result of Su Mingyi's transformation of the Primordial Chaos Qi.
As the primordial energy he cultivates and transforms increases day by day, the transformation of his immortal power will become more and more thorough. At that time, its power will increase a hundredfold or a thousandfold, and he may truly reach the supreme realm of slaying gods and demons and creating the world.
"I curse you! I curse the Azure Origin Realm! One day, darkness will devour everything!"
The headless body of the evil god continued to struggle madly, black malevolent energy gushing from its neck like a fountain. Its voice, filled with endless resentment, emanated from the malevolent energy, growing farther and farther away, and was constantly pulled by golden chains toward the spatial rift.
Only at the very last moment did the evil god sense a power that made his heart tremble, but unfortunately, it was too late.
Yu Shuheng didn't care what the evil god was thinking at the last moment. He frowned and thought deeply, then said in a deep voice, "We must not give it any chance to turn the tables!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Su Xiaoya's petite figure moved.
She stood at the front of the crowd, her pale yellow dress fluttering gently in the chaotic air currents. Her eyes were clear and firm, and her small hands quickly formed a series of complex hand seals, her movements so fast that they left afterimages.