vrcanaries Chapter 1298 Honing One's Dao
Chapter 1298 Honing One's Dao
The battle of the great road!
The prince actually defined this competition as a contest of the Great Dao!
On the arena, the battle has entered a fierce stage!
Wujiang's figure suddenly appeared. He hovered in mid-air, and the Guixu Sword in his hand was no longer a simple slash, but drew a series of mysterious trajectories.
"Nirvana and Reincarnation!"
He let out a low shout, and the gray sword energy was no longer a straight line, but transformed into a huge gray ring, descending upon Xie Purou.
Where the circle passed, everything withered and life ceased, as if even time itself was stripped away and taken directly to the end!
"Hahaha! Well done!"
Xie Purou let out a series of crisp and wild laughs. Instead of retreating, she advanced, transforming into a red lightning pillar that pierced through the heavens and earth, and crashed fiercely into the Annihilation Ring!
"Nine Tribulations Burn the World!"
On one hand, there is the end that brings everything back to death.
On one side is the starting point where all the heavens are burned, and new life is sought in destruction!
boom--!
The gray ring and the red lightning pillar collided violently. This time, there was no clash of energy, but rather mutual annihilation at the level of laws!
The sky above the arena was half silent gray, and the other half was ablaze with lightning and thunder!
At the boundary between the two colors, a large area of space is like a scroll that has been erased, revealing a deep and terrifying void behind it!
"How is this possible... how is this possible!"
In the corner, Wuchen's face had turned from ashen to deathly pale. He stared intently at the purple-clad girl in the arena who remained vibrant despite the sword intent of annihilation, his whole body trembling.
That is the boundless cycle of annihilation! It was a supreme sword technique that once forced a powerful early-stage God Emperor to retreat in disarray with a single strike!
What gives this woman the right to use her fists to fight back?!
Wu Wang, Wu Shang, and the others were speechless. The cruel pleasure on their faces had been replaced by an emotion called "fear".
They finally realized how ridiculous they had been.
Their royal pride was a joke in the face of that girl in the purple dress's absolute strength!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The collisions are still ongoing!
Thousands of exchanges were completed in just a few dozen breaths!
The entire arena had completely vanished, replaced by an enormous energy crater, the bottom of which contained distorted laws and shattered space.
After another earth-shattering collision, the two figures were finally thrown apart by the enormous recoil force, landing at opposite ends of the deep pit.
The entire Baiyu Square was deathly silent.
All eyes were focused on the two figures.
Wujiang still stood straight, his black clothes fluttering, but his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
A trickle of blood slid slowly down the ancient sword, dripping into the void with a soft "sizzle" sound, annihilating a small patch of space.
There was a clear fist mark on his chest, and the clothes around him turned to ashes.
And a hundred feet away from him.
Xie Purou looked even more disheveled. Her beautiful light purple dress was now torn in many places, revealing her snow-white skin, which was covered with fine sword marks and had traces of blood seeping out.
A thin trickle of crimson blood slowly oozed from the corner of her lips.
However, the look on her face was a thousand times brighter than before the war!
In those bright, expressive eyes burned a flame of pure, unadulterated "fighting"!
She stuck out her delicate tongue and gently licked away the bloodstains from her lips. Her beautiful eyes curved into a pair of dangerous yet alluring crescent moons.
"The warm-up is over!"
She spoke, her clear voice slightly hoarse from the battle, yet filled with a feverish intensity that sent chills down everyone's spine.
"Now, I'm going to get serious!"
That clear yet slightly hoarse voice, though not loud, at that moment drowned out all other sounds in the world.
The atmosphere in the entire Baiyu Square, which had just calmed down slightly due to the temporary separation of the two, instantly froze.
Time seemed to have been paused at that moment.
Everyone's actions and thoughts were stuck on the phrase "Warm-up is over."
warm up?
Was that earth-shattering battle that just now, which shattered space and annihilated the laws, just... a warm-up?
silence.
Deathly silence.
The jade cup in the hand of a prodigy fell to the ground with a "crack" and shattered into pieces. The crisp sound was extremely jarring in the dead silence.
It was this sound that startled countless petrified people awake.
"I... I didn't hear that right, did I? She said... warm-up?"
"She's insane! This woman is absolutely insane! She calls that a warm-up?"
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! That's Wujiang! The strongest prodigy in the royal family! How can she say that was just a warm-up?"
The crowd exploded!
This time it wasn't an excited roar, but a scream filled with horror and disbelief!
If the previous battles had shocked them, then Xie Purou's words at this moment were a complete upheaval!
It is a complete upheaval of all their understanding and knowledge gained through their spiritual practice!
In the corner, Wuchen's pale face turned a deep liver color in an instant, then quickly lost all color, becoming even more grotesque than a dead person.
"bluff!"
He screamed, his voice distorted and shrill with extreme fear.
"She must be bluffing! She must be seriously injured and trying to scare Wujiang with these words! That must be it!"
He repeated it over and over again, as if trying to convince others, but more like he was desperately trying to convince himself.
But Wu Wang and Wu Shang, who were beside him, didn't even have the strength to agree.
They stared intently at the girl in the purple dress on the arena, licking the blood from her lips and smiling even more brightly. A chill from the depths of their souls made their bodies tremble uncontrollably.
Liar?
Does someone who can withstand a thousand moves without defeat under the boundless "cycle of annihilation" need to use such a low-level lie to scare people?
The answer left them in despair.
On the high platform.
Those powerful Divine Emperors who had maintained their composure all lost their composure at this moment.
The middle-aged man in the golden python robe suddenly clenched his fist on the armrest, and the hard, divine gold armrest silently turned to dust under his fingers.
"Using war to sustain war..."
The old man in the gray robe uttered four words dryly, but his cloudy old eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
"The Nine Tribulations Immortal Body grows stronger with each tribulation it experiences and each brush with death! Those thousands of collisions just now were not a drain on her, but rather... a tempering process!"
"She is not fighting against Wujiang; she is using Wujiang's annihilation sword intent to hone her own path of tribulation and punishment!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding divine emperors all gasped in astonishment.