Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Zhao Sheng stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from his nose, and sneered, "Heh, there's a lot you didn't expect!"

At this moment, Zhao Sheng's Divine Soul had been damaged, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices. Because his pupils were soaked in blood, everything he saw was shrouded in a thick layer of blood.

"Damn you, you traitor!"

Thinking of his family that had stood for a thousand years being destroyed overnight by this man, Zhou Yingze was consumed with rage, and he instantly lost his reason.

"Your life is mine!"

Before his words fell, a blazing white spirit flame suddenly flew out from his Dantian below his abdomen. Once it reached mid-air, it expanded a hundredfold in size, and then distorted and transformed into a giant Flame Saber over twenty feet long.

In a blink, it crossed a distance of over twenty yards and chopped down towards Zhao Sheng's head.

Before the saber even arrived, the intense heat had already twisted the air, violently colliding with the Mystic Primordial Water Barrier and making a sizzling sound.

Zhao Sheng's thoughts moved, ready to summon the Spirit Fire Gourd, but unexpectedly, a sharp pain in his head caught him off guard as the Destructive God True Fire on the Soul Sea in his Purple Mansion suddenly surged higher, burning even more fiercely.

It was this split second of delay that allowed the giant Flame Saber to fiercely strike the Mystic Primordial Water Barrier and blow up immediately thereafter.

In a flash, flames scattered in all directions, water vapor steamed up, and the intense heat, explosion, and the force of a thousand jun came all at once!

Crack,

The water barrier could not withstand it for a moment and exploded with a thunderous sound.

At the same time, a Flame Saber about an inch long, condensed from fire and solidified into reality, appeared abruptly at Zhao Sheng's forehead, piercing forward.

The crisis was right before his eyes… How could this be!

In this critical moment of life and death!

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button on the world, suddenly slowing it down countless times.

Zhao Sheng could clearly see the little Flame Saber, forged from spirit flame, inching closer through the air, nearly touching his forehead.

However, this small distance now seemed as far as the heavens.

Under this strange state, Zhao Sheng's reflexes sped up countless times. He simply tilted his head "slightly," easily dodging this lethal blow.

The next second, Zhao Sheng's spirit relaxed, and the world resumed its normal pace.

Whoosh!

The little saber missed its strike and plunged into the earth and stone behind Zhao Sheng, instantly causing an explosion and creating a crater over twenty yards in diameter and nearly ten yards deep. The earth and stones inside and outside of the crater burned with strands of white flame.

Seeing his sure-kill strike miss its mark, Zhou Yingze's eyebrows furrowed, and with a pat on the Treasure Box beside him,

a cherry-sized, crystal red Treasure Bead suddenly leaped into the air, and the next instant, a flame suddenly ignited on the surface of the bead.

The flame rapidly expanded, swelling into a huge Fireball the size of a house in the blink of an eye. Due to the appearance of the Fireball, the original hot temperature of the stone cave increased by another dozen degrees, becoming unbearably hot.

"Go!"

The giant Fireball shot out swiftly upon command, like a meteor fireball.

On the other side, facing the onrush of the gigantic Fireball, Zhao Sheng's eyes shone even more blood-red, and he stood still instead of dodging, as if petrified.

However, at the moment the Fireball was about to hit him, his body vanished from the spot.

When he reappeared the next instant, Zhao Sheng was already three yards away, with blood flowing from his seven orifices once again for some reason.

But Zhao Sheng didn't care. After dodging the Fireball, he charged straight at Zhou Yingze, looking as if he was seeking close combat.

Seeing this, Zhou Yingze sneered in disdain and moved his thoughts, causing the Flame Treasure Pearl to suddenly turn and whistle down towards the back of Zhao Sheng's head.

But Zhao Sheng seemed to have eyes in the back of his head; his body flashed and disappeared, moving as fast as if by instantaneous movement.

In an instant, he not only easily dodged the bead's strike but also covered another three yards.

Seeing that the distance between them was less than five zhang, Zhou Yingze felt a rush of urgency. He hadn't expected someone to react so quickly, leaving him no time to activate his talisman treasures.

The next moment, Zhou Yingze quickly reached for his storage bag at his waist, and suddenly there was a talisman in his hand.

Then, without a second thought, he channeled spiritual power into the talisman, activating them all at once.

In an instant, half of the stone cave was ablaze with light, with hundreds of Fire Sabers and Fire Birds arrayed and dancing in the sky. Large swathes of Fire Clouds and Fire Rain filled the air, and a thick and mighty Fire Dragon struck and spiraled around,

such a formidable onslaught that an ordinary cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage would find it impossible to dodge, let alone block.

But to Zhao Sheng, it was full of flaws.

Expanding a Mystic Primordial Water Barrier, the world seemed to slow down, and Zhao Sheng, finding gaps in the spell, easily slipped away.

Amidst a rumble of explosions, the distance between the two had narrowed to less than two zhang.

This distance... it was enough!

A surge of blood glowed in Zhao Sheng's eyes as the essence blood stored in his heart suddenly shattered, transforming into streaks of blood light that rushed into the Purple Mansion between his eyebrows.

The blood light, like dewdrops after rain, fell into the Soul Sea. In an instant, the Destructive God True Fire's flames greatly diminished, leaving only a thin layer grazing the sea surface. His Divine Sense and spirit instantly recovered to their peak, at the cost of a hundred drops of essence blood accumulated over half a year being reduced to nothing.

Bullet Time began, and the Crystal Invisible Sword struck!

In that moment, Zhao Sheng's consciousness was extremely focused, his spirit clear and flawless. The world was unprecedentedly quiet; dust in the air, the light of flames, the panicked expression on his enemy's face—all emerged in the depths of his Soul Sea, exceptionally clear.

In this peculiar state, Zhao Sheng felt an odd contradiction: he sensed the Crystal Invisible Sword was moving slowly, so slowly that even the blade itself seemed easily visible.

Yet his true awareness told him the Crystal Invisible Sword was incredibly fast, at least three times faster than normal.

The contrast between the two sensations was so stark that even after over a hundred years of having this Talent, Zhao Sheng had yet to fully adapt, always feeling a twisted sensation as if his spirit were being torn apart.

Fortunately... the twisting of his spirit didn't affect the effectiveness of his attack at all!

In Bullet Time, Zhao Sheng had ample time, enough to thoroughly enjoy the increasingly panicked expression on Zhou Yingze's face, and enough time to watch the Crystal Invisible Sword effortlessly penetrate a layer of formless light barrier.

Then, with a single effort, it pierced through the enemy's head, with the blade emerging from the back, carrying with it a large mass of pinkish, tender brain matter.

As the brain matter splattered, Zhao Sheng felt a lightness in his spirit, and the speed of time abruptly returned to normal.

Thud!

Looking at Zhou Yingze, who collapsed limply to the ground, Zhao Sheng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. From his lips and nose to the corners of his eyes, ears, and even the pores of his scalp, blood seeped out.

Although the sight was gruesome, Zhao Sheng's spirit was surprisingly good.

After a long five hundred years and two lifetimes of upheaval, he had finally avenged the destruction of his family and the scattering of his offspring from his previous life. Explore stories on empire

Finally... it was over!

It's over, and that's good!

At that moment, Zhao Sheng let out a long breath, feeling extraordinarily relaxed, with even the pain from his burned Divine Soul temporarily lessened.

After a short rest, Zhao Sheng gathered his emotions, stepped forward, and collected Zhou Yingze's and the Molten Gold Frog's carcasses into his storage bag.

Then, without even looking, he closed the lid of the Treasure Box and carefully stored it away.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He was close to death; how could he have the mindset to look at it?

After retrieving the Flame Treasure Pearl, Zhao Sheng turned his attention inward to the Purple Mansion and sensed that the Destructive God Soul Erosion True Fire above the Soul Sea began to burn fiercely again.

Gradually, a bitter smile appeared on Zhao Sheng's face.

He couldn't die just yet, at least not until he had completed his final contingency.

Although the Destructive God Soul Erosion True Fire was deemed incurable, fortunately, he could temporarily replenish his spent spirit by continuously transforming essence blood.

Even though it was like drinking poison to quench thirst and he couldn't hold on for much longer, for Zhao Sheng... it was enough!