Next, Long Chen and the Tai Chi Deity engaged in an even more intense battle.
The Blood Sobbing Dragon Soul was a very effective way to kill an opponent. Every time he used it, he would quickly defeat his opponent and successfully kill them. Every time, Long Chen would use the Blood Sobbing Dragon Soul to completely devour his opponent, leaving nothing behind. However, every time his opponent died, an identical Tai Chi God would immediately appear from the black and white world.
"This thing can't be killed no matter how I kill it, and it's so powerful …"
Long Chen clenched his teeth and killed his opponent ten-odd times. He initially thought that he could kill it nine times, but he soon found out that he was wrong.
It was impossible to kill his opponent using normal methods.
In fact, he didn't even give Long Chen any time to think.
"That bastard dares to challenge our divine might? He deserves to die a thousand times over."
This time, Long Chen used the Slaughtering Sword Art to kill his opponent. But what made him collapse was that the Tai Chi Deity was reborn in the black-and-white world, roaring as it attacked. It didn't even give Long Chen any time to rest. The reason why Long Chen could kill him so many times wasn't because the Tai Chi Deity was weak, but because Long Chen was more ferocious and desperate than him.
After ten-odd times, Long Chen was already gasping for breath.
He had to admit that this was the most unfathomable calamity he had ever encountered.
"If this goes on, I'll die of exhaustion before I can kill him."
Long Chen coldly stared at his opponent for a period of time. His opponent's strength wasn't great, but his nature was heaven-defying. A casual attack from him was enough to suppress Long Chen.
Kill.
Kill without stop.
The more they fought, the crazier Long Chen became. His opponent's life seemed to be limitless. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't kill his opponent. He was drowning in exhaustion. However, every time he killed his opponent, the Taiji deity would be as lively as a dragon or as lively as a tiger. It would roar and attack.
"There must be a special way to kill him. If only I had asked Su Mu Chen back then." Long Chen regretted it.
Long Chen wasn't sure how much time had passed, but he had killed his opponent nearly a hundred times. Eventually, he realized that his opponent couldn't die, and in the end, he gave up on attacking. Instead, he began to flee from the Taiji godly, taking this time to rest and calm down.
"Just what do I have to do to survive this tribulation?"
After fighting for such a long time, Long Chen had already grasped the method to kill his opponent. Now, he only needed to use the God Slaying Sword to quickly kill his opponent once while paying the smallest price. The God of Tai Chi had trained his killing techniques to a very high level, and his Massacre Sword Technique had also improved significantly. Long Chen could use more and more sword techniques at once.
"A weak ant dares to challenge the might of a god? You deserve to die."
The Tai Chi Deity repeated the same words. His face was expressionless. He attacked with his sword and blade. No matter how he killed him, he wouldn't die. Long Chen kept running. But he soon became anxious. Who knew how much time had passed? If Lingxi succeeded in passing the First Origin Calamity and he hadn't, it would be troublesome. The Holy Spirit and the others wouldn't have any news of him. They would be worried about him. They might bring Lingxi to attack the Blizzard Palace.
So, he had to solve this quickly.
"Do I have to destroy this world? He keeps regenerating in this world …"
Long Chen suddenly thought of something. He started to look for the end of this black and white world. His speed was almost the same as the Tai Chi Deity's. Long Chen was running and his opponent was chasing. Long Chen was full of excitement. If his guess was right, he might succeed.
"I have to break this black and white world."
Su Mu Chen wasn't that smart. He must have thought of this method.
He kept running.
However, Long Chen didn't know how much time had passed. He had completely given up hope. After such a long time, he still hadn't found the boundary of this world. It was very likely that this world was endless, there was no end to it. If that was the case, then he had to break this world.
He had to break the world.
Long Chen had already tried, but it didn't work.
Even as he panicked, the Taiji god laughed and attacked. Long Chen was disappointed. He couldn't block his opponent's sword technique, and the sword stabbed into his shoulder. The white sword pierced through him, bringing him a sense of deadly crisis. Long Chen's heart trembled as he looked at the Taiji god in shock.
The intense pain caused Long Chen to suck in a breath of cold air. The force of the other party's sword was like a nail that pierced into his body, wantonly destroying it.
For a moment, Long Chen's power was like cotton. He couldn't block such a powerful force at all.
"Die."
He used the God Slaying Sword to break his opponent's white sword. He activated the Slaughter Sword Art. Sword Qi soared into the sky and tore the Tai Chi Deity apart again.
"Dream of the Origin."
Using the heaven-defying Time Flow Divine Ability, the wounds on his body gradually healed. The power that had rushed into Long Chen's body was also forced out by him. The power of time had reversed everything, and Long Chen's condition had also recovered to its peak. However, after fighting so many times, he had consumed a lot of Nirvana Energy. Whether or not he could continue was indeed a problem.
On the other side, the Tai Chi Deity was reborn. He shouted that he deserved to die and attacked.
Long Chen stared at him, dumbfounded.
"You deserve … to die."
This seemed to have made him discover something. Just now, when the other party's power entered his body, Long Chen accidentally discovered that there was actually a similar power in his body. The other party's power was very small, but it was very strong, and this power was even smaller. When it merged with Long Chen's ocean-like Nirvana Energy, it was impossible for him to discover it.
If his opponent's power hadn't entered his body, he wouldn't have discovered it.
The power in his body that had fused with Nirvana energy was only about one percent of his opponent's power, but it was very similar.
"In the past, I definitely didn't have this kind of power. It must have been absorbed from the other party. I've already killed him a hundred times, and I have one percent of his power in my body. He's still shouting that he deserves to die a thousand times. Don't tell me I have to kill him ten thousand times to obtain all of his power and survive this tribulation?"
Thinking of this, Long Chen was shocked.
Ten thousand times.
This was a terrifying number.
This was only his guess. He couldn't be sure if it was true or not.
In order to kill the other party 10,000 times, the price he had to pay was terrifying. First, he had to be in a state of endless slaughter. His body and mind would be exhausted, he would become numb, and he would doubt whether his persistence was right or wrong. It was very likely that his way of thinking was wrong. Even if he killed the other party 10,000 times, he would still be unable to successfully transcend the tribulation. Moreover, he would be exhausted and on the verge of death. That would be even worse.
Long Chen understood how terrifying the Tai Chi Deity was.
His thoughts became clear, because he had always believed in himself.
"For the time being, I'll treat all of these tribulations as tests. In that case, there will always be a way out. And this test doesn't just concern strength, it also concerns willpower and wisdom, and even more so, confidence and perseverance. In the face of ten thousand massacres where the outcome is unknown, if you want to persevere, you must have great perseverance and perseverance. Ordinary people can't do that, and these tribulations eliminate ordinary people."
Thinking of this, Long Chen clenched his fists tightly.
He chose to believe in himself.
"I'll use the smallest price and the longest method to kill my opponent. At the same time, I'll train my killing techniques and the Massacre Sword Art. Killing two birds with one stone."
He had a feeling that the ten thousand killings today would benefit him as much as the Primordial Spirit going through a hundred reincarnations during the One Origin Tribulation.
"Come on."
He held the God Slaying Sword in his hand.
Countless blood-colored dragon scales lit up on his body. Hundreds of thousands of Weeping Blood Dragon souls surrounded him.
Countless small bloody dragons swam around ferociously, letting out terrifying roars.
Long Chen's body was ignited with the Spiritual Refinement Flame. He had to make the necessary preparations for the ten thousand killings.
"I'll use the smallest price and the most exquisite techniques to kill my opponent. Most importantly, no matter what the result is, no matter whether I'm right or wrong, I only need to believe in myself. The process is the most important. If I fail in the end, I'll have no regrets."
It was this indomitable spirit that made him especially terrifying.
"Kill."
In this black and white world, Long Chen completely entered a state of selflessness.
This was the real Tribulation.
He used all the cultivation methods of the two Ancestral Dragons flexibly and dug out everything. From the countless killings, he familiarized himself with the Heavenly Dao he had once comprehended. These memories brought him great benefits. In the endless killings, even the most primitive Massacre Dragon Seal could kill the Tai Chi Deity with a single strike after he became extremely familiar with it.
The Massacre Dragon Seal.
Unreal Illusion.
Eternal Moment.
And so on and so forth. At this moment, they completely fused with Long Chen. Long Chen's Nirvana Force didn't increase, but in terms of combat techniques, he was developing in a direction that no one had before or since would ever be able to match.
If killing was a kind of art, then Long Chen, who had gone through countless slaughters, possessed this kind of art.
He didn't care about anything else. He only persisted in his beliefs. He was extremely tired. The more tired he was, the more he racked his brains to think of a more effective way to kill his opponent. He forgot how many times he had killed, forgot how many words he had to say. At the beginning, he had needed to kill the Tai Chi Deity with great difficulty, but at some point, it had become a toy in his hands. He could play with it as he pleased, kill it, and the Tai Chi Deity could only shout that it deserved to die. It was like a puppet.
This thing was no longer as terrifying as it had been at the beginning.
Finally, at some point, Long Chen realized that his Nirvana Force had merged with an incomparably surging power. His disadvantage in terms of strength had been greatly compensated.
The Tai Chi Deity's power was only half of what it had been before.