The method was wrong, but the effect was the same. When God Lord Avici and Sword Sovereign Gu were playing chess, Sword Sovereign Gu had once commented on Qin Hao. The current scene proved that assessment.
Eighty divine swords flew forward, piercing through the air above God Lord Fen Wei's head. God Lord Avici's expression was especially cold. His clothes flapped, and the blue divine sword in his hand let out a terrifying hum. The eighty divine swords attacking Fen Wei seemed to be controlled by the blue divine sword. This was the main sword.
These eighty-one swords bore witness to Avici's lifetime of Sword Dao. They had accompanied him at every stage of his life: his youth, his youth, his initiation into the Sword Dao, his small success, his sharpness, his attainment of the Great Dao, all the way until he became a God Lord.
Joy, sorrow, anger, hysterical roars, struggling in a predicament, the excitement of breaking through — each sword was imprinted with the different emotions of Avici's Sword Dao, as well as his comprehension and understanding of the sword at that time.
These swords were his entire life!
Swoosh!
The wheel of light tore open a gap, and the sword light brushed past his body, drawing out bloody lines. The Sword Qi entered his body, but Fen Wei was affected by the different emotions of the Sword Dao. His Divine Intent began to fall into chaos, and though his attacks were still fierce, he gradually began to feel strained.
Jun Mo glanced over and vaguely sensed that Fen Wei was beginning to show signs of being unable to hold on. He couldn't help but glance at God Lord Avici a few more times, then coldly said, "Send one more person."
Avici was the backbone of this Sword World, where its soul resided. If he became braver the more he killed, it would only help the sword cultivators grow more arrogant and resonate with them. On the other hand, if Avici died, the Sword World's morale would plummet, and they would slaughter the sword cultivators like pebbles.
"I'll go."
Upper Extremity stopped the other God Lords from entering the array. He stepped out of the Heavenly Mandate Army, and with this step, his aura descended upon the battlefield. This powerful Divine Intent, which had been stored up but not released, affected both Fen Wei and Avici.
"I can handle it myself." Fen Wei resisted the sword light as well as the Upper Extremity Divine Lord.
"Withdraw," the Upper Extremity Divine Lord sternly said.
Fen Wei gritted his teeth fiercely, his eyes filled with displeasure. However, he did not dare to disobey Upper Extreme. Although they were both Divine Masters, there was a huge difference in their cultivation of the Divine Way.
Silently glancing in the direction of the Martial God, Fen Wei let out a furious roar and broke free from the eighty swords. After abandoning Avici, he turned into a beam of divine light and charged towards the Martial God.
"Have you heard of the Extreme Divine Dao?"
The Supremacy Divine Lord clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the Empyrean Divine Lord. The Empyrean Divine Lord's expression was as cold as ever. He pointed his green divine sword at the Supremacy Divine Lord. "Do you know the pinnacle of the sword?"
"Hehe."
The Superior Extreme Divine Lord sneered. He slowly extended his seemingly ordinary palm. Countless threads swam about, forming a mysterious diagram of the Heavenly Dao. He pressed his palm down, and the diagram of the Heavenly Dao suddenly flew out. It erupted with a faint Desolate Will as it smashed toward the Divine Lord of Infinity's head.
The Divine Lord of Infinity pointed his blue divine sword at the diagram of the Heavenly Dao. The eighty swords pierced through the diagram of the diagram of the Heavenly Dao. The dazzling divine light collided with the diagram, but it did not create the slightest ripple. It was like a stone sinking into the ocean.
At this moment, the descending Heavenly Dao radiated millions of rays of light. The eighty divine swords were annihilated by the Desolate Will. As this will pressed down, the Divine Lord of Infinity felt like a mortal standing in the middle of the Desolate Great Dao. With a crack, the blue divine sword in his hand shattered, transforming into wisps of ash that vanished.
Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth as his Adam's apple squirmed. Everything around the Divine Lord of Infinity fell silent. The moment the light of the Heavenly Dao descended, he felt his divine body being pierced through by a dense and terrifying Divine Power. Gradually, blood began to seep out of his seven orifices.
In one strike, he had destroyed a Divine Lord's Divine Dao!
"Little God, you've done your best."
The Superior Extreme Divine Lord's voice was as calm as ever. He suddenly clenched his outstretched hand. The Heavenly Dao above the Divine Lord of Infinity released an even more turbulent Desolate Will that wrapped around him.
"Kill."
On the other side, the Rikujinjie Army and the Beast Army charged shoulder to shoulder, madly charging at the Heavenly Edict Army's battle formation. They did not fear death. Wave after wave fell, but wave after wave charged forward, advancing wave after wave.
In the center of the Rikujinjie Army, Lu Qiu, who had lost his sword soul, stood atop a war chariot. He had taken off his ordinary clothes and put on a suit of armor.
He gripped an imperial sword in his hand and pointed it at the Heavenly Edict Army led by Jun Mo. He methodically issued orders, gathering the elite swordsmen of Rikujinjie to attack the enemy's weak points. The gap that the Heavenly Edict Army had just repaired was torn open again under Lu Qiu's orders.
"A piece of trash dares to lead an army against me."
Jun Mo looked at Lu Qiu. The lesson he had given Lu Qiu on the day of the Floating Glass Dao Rite was not enough. He had been too lenient.
He was not worried about the situation there. Although the Rikujinjie Army and the Beast Army were powerful, they did not have an absolute main force. Just now, Jun Mo had sent a Divine Lord to guard the battle formation. No matter how Lu Qiu charged, he would not be able to break through the Heavenly Edict Army's defenses. It would only increase the number of casualties. Wanting to break through the battle formation was just wishful thinking, unless there were other Divine Lords in the Sword World.
"Prince, the Eight have suffered disastrous casualties. More than ten thousand Divine Path experts have fallen," the commander of the Heavenly Gods Council, Mubai's father, the patriarch of the Mu Clan, said in a pained voice.
The divine power of both sides was not on the same level. Now, they were fighting with their lives on the line. Moreover, the enemy had placed a Divine Lord in charge. Even if they repeatedly broke through the gap and killed their way into the Heavenly Edict Army, the sword cultivators would be instantly obliterated by the Divine Lord's will.
Buzz!
A pitch-black hole opened beside Lu Qiu, and an old man stepped out. He faced Lu Qiu and said, "Prince, let this old man do it."
"Old Master Mu."
Lu Qiu's eyes trembled slightly. The old man who had appeared was the Mu Clan's Divine Ancestor, the first commander of the Heavenly Gods Council. He had followed his father on expeditions all over the world, established countless meritorious deeds, and established Rikujinjie.
It could be said that the reason the Lu Clan could sit on the throne was at least half due to this old man. The blood of his expeditions had practically spilled over the entire small plane of Rikujinjie.
The old man looked at Lu Qiu with a very kind gaze. However, when his sharp sword-like gaze passed through Lu Qiu's body, it revealed great sorrow and heartache. This was because the old man could no longer see the Glaze Sword Soul in Lu Qiu's body. Lu Qiu's proudest child's talent had been destroyed, and he had been reduced to mediocrity.
"Old Master …" Lu Qiu's eyes gradually became moist as he watched the old man turn around and head toward the Heavenly Edict Army. The last few glances were clearly a farewell to Lu Qiu.
"Generals, lend me your sword."
Lu Qiu wiped away his tears and shouted. The broken Heavenly Wheel without the Glaze Sword Intent slowly lit up on his armor, flickering with sacred sword radiance.
At this moment, Lu Qiu's brothers and sisters, as well as the eight divine generals surrounding the war chariot, all released their Heavenly Wheels. Strands of sword intent, carrying the light of faith, bathed in Lu Qiu's broken Heavenly Wheel.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Rumble!
In the distance, a vast power of the Sword World surged over like a torrential sea, filling Lu Qiu's body. He had lost the Glaze Sword Soul, but he had not lost his bloodline, nor his understanding and control of the Sword Dao. As God Lu's proudest child, his Heavenly Wheel was still there, and he could still use the power of the Sword World for his own use.
"Open for me."
At the front, the Mu Clan God Ancestor took the lead and broke into the battle formation of the Heavenly Edict Army. His palms changed rapidly, and a monstrous sword burst out from his body. As the light of the Wheel of the Great Path appeared on his body, he held his sword and pulled out a giant sword full of murderous intent. He slashed it toward the battle formation of the Heavenly Edict Army. The Heavenly Edict Divine Soldiers standing at the front were all frightened by the monstrous sword power.
At this time, the Divine Lord sent by Jun Mo to guard the front took action. He released the Divine Will of the Great Path, and a horrible shadow of a fierce god was born. It roared to the sky and met the Mu Clan God Ancestor's murderous sword light. The shadow of the fierce god punched out, and the whole world seemed to be destroyed. The void in front of the Heavenly Edict Army fell into darkness, but it could not drown out the bright sword light.
Boom!
An earth-shattering shock broke out. When the sword light came out, the Heavenly Edict Army in front of the Heavenly Edict Army was thrown off their feet. Countless bodies flew out from the aftermath of the explosion. They screamed like drifting straws. Their bodies were torn apart and their divine souls were destroyed.
The Divine Lord sneered. He did not care about the life of the weak Divine Soldiers. He just released his Divine Power. The fist light of the fierce god's shadow became stronger and stronger. The sword light of the Mu Clan God Ancestor began to crack inch by inch. The fist light continued to crush the old man, and he was in danger.
"Kill."
Between heaven and earth, Lu Qiu's roar sounded. He gathered the power of the Divine Generals and summoned the power of the Realm with the blood of his brothers and sisters. The King Sword in his hand broke out the unprecedented power of the Sword Will. As Lu Qiu slashed out with his sword, followed by Mu Clan God, another sword light cut the head of the fierce god's shadow.
The body of the Divine Lord, who was guarding here, suddenly shook. He felt the pressure of the Sword Will of the Realm, which seemed to condense the power of the common people. He was forced to step back, and his Divine Will became unstable.
Seeing this, Mu Clan God shifted the Sword Will in his palm by a few inches. It avoided the fierce god's fist light and flew to the opposite side. It shattered the opponent's armor and penetrated the body of the Divine Lord.
"Ah …" In the heart-wrenching howl, the Divine Lord, who was sent by Jun Mo to guard here, flew backward. His whole body was swallowed by the Sword Will of the Divine Lord of the Mu Clan. His Protective Wheel Light was shattered, and cracks appeared on the Heavenly Wheel.
As he flew, the front of the Heavenly Edict Army lost its most powerful defense. Lu Qiu drove the chariot with the roaring of thousands of beasts. He rushed into the center of the Heavenly Edict Army and finally arrived in front of Jun Mo. He was very close to the Martial God and Qin Hao.
Rumble!
War chariots rolled past him. Mu Godly Ancestor watched the army of the Divine World from the Divine World rush and scatter the Tianzhao Army. He slowly fell down with a smile. There was a bloody hole in the old man's chest. His Celestial Origin had been shattered by the shadow of the fierce god.
Mu Clan God shifted the Sword Light. Although he injured the opponent, he was killed by the Divine Lord's Divine Power.
But it was worth it. He could still go to the battlefield and fight for God Lu!
"Little bastard."
Jun Mo's face was gloomy. He saw Lu Qiu, who was driving the chariot toward him. The distance between them was getting shorter and shorter. He held the Sky-splitting Staff and rushed toward him.
He was able to destroy Lu Qiu's Glazed Fan Sword.
Today, he could destroy Lu Qiu's Divine Path.
"Junior Brother, Master, I'm here to help you."
Lu Qiu shouted. The chariot was surrounded by the Divine Generals of the Eight Tribes and the Demon Ancestors of the Zhenlong Field. He led the most elite forces of the three Sword Realms to fight through the heavy defense of the Heavenly Edict Army.