fynovel Chapter 105 Joining Hands to Fight the Enemy
Chapter 105 Joining Hands to Fight the Enemy
The gray-robed old man transformed into a vast, ethereal tide, surging towards the two. Various grotesque phantoms emerged within it.
The black vortex spun even faster.
But the Divine Cauldron suppressed it like an ancient divine mountain, and ten thousand streams of pure golden cauldron energy fell like a celestial river, weaving an impenetrable sealing net that firmly locked the pitch-black vortex below.
Deep within the vortex, the true form of the Void Venerable was sealed, unable to break free in the slightest.
Only the overflowing power, reaching its extreme rage, broke through the seal's cracks and completely merged with the void origin that the gray-robed old man had transformed into, turning into a world-destroying black tide.
Wherever the black tide passed, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was completely devoured, the array patterns dissolved, and the boulders turned to ashes.
Each wisp of black mist carries a soul-devouring, bone-crushing destructive power—the most primal destructive will of the void beyond the realm, capable of instantly turning even a divine soul into nothingness upon contact.
Lu Ming and Ning Qingxue could only stand back to back beneath the Divine Cauldron, facing this apocalyptic scene together.
Only beneath the Divine Cauldron can this destructive, ethereal power be weakened.
Lu Ming felt excruciating pain churning within his dantian, and his Dao foundation was forcibly catalyzed by the "Spirit Crossing Technique" and then hastily withdrawn.
Lu Ming's essence was severely damaged, and his meridians felt as if they were being pierced by thousands of steel needles. Every time he exerted his strength, it only exacerbated his injuries.
However, the Dao Foundation of the Immortal Sword Fragment, which had just been forcibly catalyzed, pushed his Xuan Yuan True Qi to an unprecedented height.
Golden light enveloped his body, the snow in the clouds hummed spontaneously, and the Qingping sword intent, with its sharpness that cut through illusion, merged into the sword.
This was the peak of his combat power since he began cultivating, but in the face of the overflowing essence of the Void Venerable, he was still like a small boat in a raging wave, which could capsize at any moment.
Ning Qingxue was surrounded by blazing purple demonic flames, and the Seven Emotions and Separation Scripture was running at its limit. Her cultivation had been completely unsealed by the light of Lu Ming's Dao Foundation.
Even though she was trapped in a deadly situation, there was no fear in her eyes, only a cold and ruthless killing intent.
The Heart-Shattering Bell trembled slightly, and the Destiny Plate in the palm of the hand flickered with red light, constantly deducing the trajectory of life and the black tide.
"Youngsters, obediently offer up your foundation, and we may still spare a sliver of your souls!"
The roar of the Void Elder was like metal rubbing against stone, piercing through the vast black tide.
The thick black mist instantly condensed into a gigantic, void fist several tens of feet wide. With its overflowing void power, it completely solidified the surrounding space and crashed down on Lu Ming!
Knowing that his Dao Foundation restrained the Void and was the only barrier between the two of them, Lu Ming immediately advanced instead of retreating.
Lu Ming poured his surging magical power into the Cloud Snow Sword without reservation, unleashing the full power of the Xuanwu Sword Technique.
A cyan-gold sword light rose from the ground, transforming into a towering phantom sword that crashed with immense force into the void giant fist.
Boom!!!
A deafening roar resounded through the heavens and earth, and the shockwave sent countless rays of light flying. Lu Ming was struck as if by a heavy blow, and his body was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
His chest was caved in, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and the cyan-gold sword light shattered inch by inch.
The immense, ethereal fist continued its momentum, its dark blade aimed directly at his crown, intending to annihilate his soul in one strike!
"Lu Ming!"
Ning Qingxue's body surged with demonic flames, and with a flick of her wrists, three dark-colored Heaven-Locking Spirit Array flags were raised into the air.
As soon as the battle flags landed, intertwined demonic patterns appeared, transforming into a net that ensnared the giant fist.
At the same time, the Heart-Shattering Bell on her wrist emitted a piercing ringing sound, and the invisible power of her soul pierced the old man's divine sense, interfering with his offensive control.
This was the strongest defense she could unleash in an instant, but in the face of the overflowing power of the Venerable, the array patterns were torn to shreds in the blink of an eye, and Lingyin was completely swallowed up by the black tide.
Ning Qingxue groaned as the backlash from the demonic energy caused her blood and qi to surge. Her shoulder was swept by the overflowing black mist, and her skin and flesh instantly melted away.
But she didn't retreat an inch. Instead, she pulled out more than twenty Heavenly Demon Fire Talismans, ignited them with her own blood essence, and hurled them all at the Black Tide: "Heavenly Demon Fire!"
Purple demonic flames shot into the sky, which could scorch the void black mist, but it was only a drop in the ocean and was instantly submerged by the endless black tide.
Taking advantage of this brief respite, Lu Ming staggered to his feet, supporting himself with his sword. His hand holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and the intense pain from the backlash of his Dao Foundation left him drenched in cold sweat.
But there was no sign of retreat in his eyes. He leaped forward again and rushed to the front. He could endure the pain of body tempering in the Void for decades, so this pain was nothing!
"Qingxue, retreat quickly!"
Before the words were finished, a massive black tide surged, and countless illusory blades, each a few inches long, appeared out of thin air and rained down on the two of them.
Wherever the shadow blade passed, even the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.
Lu Ming held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, and the Daoist golden light flowed into a shield, protecting Ning Qingxue behind him.
The Xuanwu Sword Technique spread out across the sky, with layers of blue sword waves attempting to block the rain of shadow blades.
The number of shadow blades was endless, and their power was extremely violent. The golden light shield was instantly covered with cracks, and the clanging sounds of collisions were endless.
Lu Ming's arms and shoulders were repeatedly slashed by the Shadow Blade, leaving numerous deep, bone-revealing wounds.
His body healed rapidly, but not as quickly as the injury, and blood soon soaked through his robes.
Ning Qingxue's destiny chart floated above her head, flashing red light incessantly. Using demonic secret techniques, she deduced the trajectory of the shadow blade, precisely guiding Lu Ming to dodge fatal attacks.
At the same time, she used her fingertips to form the Seven Emotions and Resentments Chaotic Spirit Seal, and the purple demonic energy, like thousands of fine needles, pierced into the void black tide, causing the old man's mind to become disordered and his shadow blade attack to be delayed for a moment.
However, this obstacle was insignificant in the face of the boundless void. The two retreated continuously, being forced step by step from the center of the dojo towards the foot of the Divine Continent Cauldron, until they had nowhere left to retreat.
Seeing that the two were putting up a stubborn resistance and that he could not defeat them after a long time, the Void Elder was furious. His power of nothingness was weakened as it approached the Divine Cauldron, and he could not kill the two in a short time.
As the black tide surged, a dozen or so Void Warriors, each tens of feet tall, materialized. These warriors, clad in black mist armor and wielding jet-black blades, roared as they attacked.
"Black Tortoise Sword Technique: Shattering Stars!"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed with golden light, and he unleashed a sword strike with all his might. The cyan-gold sword light fell to the ground like a meteor, instantly shattering two Void Warriors. However, more warriors had already rushed in front of him.
He had no choice but to unleash the seven consecutive moves of the Xuanwu Sword Technique, unleashing a torrent of sword light like a waterfall, with its power to churn up waves, suppress mountains, and cleave the sky.
Wherever the Dao Foundation's light passed, the Void Warriors collapsed one after another, but the black tide surged, and for every warrior that shattered, ten more would be reborn, making them inexhaustible and impossible to exterminate.
Lu Ming's magical power was rapidly depleted, and the backlash on his Dao Foundation was becoming increasingly severe. The intense pain in his dantian almost made him faint. His legs trembled slightly, but he still held on tightly to the sword.
With each swing of his sword, he endured the excruciating pain of his meridians being severed, but he dared not stop. If he did, he and Ning Qingxue would be instantly swallowed by the black tide.
Ning Qingxue saw this and unleashed all the trump cards from the talisman pouch at her waist:
Dozens of talismans detonated one after another, their spiritual light flashing and blasting the Void Warrior into endless turmoil.
When she ran out of talismans, she summoned the Soul-Locking Demon Chain, a secret technique passed down from the Heavenly Palace. The chain coiled around the warrior like a black dragon, but was continuously corroded and dissolved by the black mist.