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The boundless darkness seemed like it would never fade away. The Slaughter Dao Intent formed more and more shadows of the Death God. The will of the Asura had bestowed upon them the power of a Divine Master. The upper limit was trapped in a boundless black ocean. This was a purgatory of endless slaughter.
Dazzling Divine Power pierced through everything. The Divine Diagram of the Heavenly Dao that flowed with Desolate Will wrapped around Shangji's body. Shangji roared and fought like an undefeatable War God. He stood in the center of the darkness, allowing the darkness to corrode his defenses. Shangji's tireless punches made him feel numb. He didn't even know how many dead souls he had destroyed.
However, as time passed, no matter how valiant Shangji was, the radiance of the Divine Diagram of the Heavenly Dao gradually dimmed. His aura was no longer the same as before, until one of the thousands of shadows of the Grim Reaper slashed a wound on his body. The cold, pitch-black blade tore through Shangji's robes and drew out a bright red line of blood.
"Be destroyed."
Shangji placed his palms on top of his head. An ancient and complex Great Dao Insignia appeared beneath his feet. The Desolate Divine Will that surrounded Shangji's body condensed into a dazzling Divine Figure. He was like a Divine King who looked down on the world. His blurry facial features gradually turned into the majestic face of the Divine King Tian Zhao.
Be destroyed!
A terrifying storm of Dao Intent erupted from his palms. The storm swept out and flattened the heavens. Shangji, who was trapped in the Asura Purgatory, finally felt that he couldn't hold on any longer. He had no choice but to use the power of faith and borrow the power of the Divine King Tian Zhao in the Primeval Realm to break through the Asura Purgatory.
Boom!
A vast and boundless storm of light tore through everything, completely wiping out the darkness. The high level Divine Master panted heavily, his eyes hazy with sweat and his chest heaving up and down. He silently watched the Asura Evil Face that the high level Divine Master was performing.
It was too terrifying. This was the power of a Divine King.
It was different from the past. The birth of any Divine World was under the influence of a Divine Master's Dao Intent. After a long time, it slowly formed the Heavenly Dao.
But the Asura could create things with a single thought!
Even though what was created was merely a puppet body formed from Dao will and not a real life, it still made Shangji's heart palpitate. If he continued to be trapped in the Asura Purgatory, he would be exhausted sooner or later. Even his Celestial Origin would be exhausted.
"To be able to reach this step and comprehend the Desolation Will, I thought you had broken free from the shackles of the Divine King. I did not expect you to still be a believer of the Divine King."
Evil shook his head at Upper Extremity. "Breaking the Asura Purgatory with the power of faith from the King of Gods, how many blessings can you receive from the Heavenly Edict?"
With that, the Evil Face pointed at the Upper Pole. In an instant, the Purgatory reappeared, and the darkness engulfed the Upper Pole like a tide. The figures holding the scimitars of the Grim Reaper lined up densely, and they let out earth-shattering screams as they swung their scimitars.
"No."
The Upper Pole was engulfed by the darkness once again, and his deafening screams could not hide the helplessness in them.
Qin Hao heard the sound coming from above his head and subconsciously looked up. The Wisdom Face and the Evil Face had merged and perfected the Evil Face's Dao of Killing. The Evil Face was now able to use some of the Abhijna and Forbidden Arts of the Asura. Looking at the situation, the Upper Pole was being suppressed, which was a good thing.
However, when Qin Hao looked at the other battle, he could not help but break out in cold sweat. Without the Wisdom Face, the Slayer was fighting against the Inspector of Heaven alone. Even with the help of the Mirror of Reincarnation, the Supreme of the Slaughtering World spat out a mouthful of blood every time they clashed. The aura of the Divine Will that he exuded was getting weaker and weaker, almost to the point of being unstable.
"The Evil Face is suppressing the Upper Pole, but the Slayer is no match for the Inspector of Heaven."
Qin Hao was not sure how long the Upper Pole could last in the endless Asura Purgatory, but he could see that the Slayer's next move could kill the Inspector of Heaven.
This was still a dangerous battle, and they had to end it as soon as possible.
Looking back at Jun Mo, Qin Hao moved his mind and surging Sword Qi surged around him. He took the lead and flew toward the Slayer. Countless Sword Qi flew with him. Suddenly, thousands of swords chimed together, and the sound of the swords was loud and clear, forming the sound of Great Dao resonating.
From afar, Qin Hao looked like he was wrapped in an ancient sword pagoda. Countless sword lights, with the Great Void Sword in his hand as the core, burst out with dazzling Divine Light and pierced toward Jun Mo.
Jun Mo looked on coldly. He stepped on the void and the Sky-splitting Cudgel in his hand smashed down. The Wheel Light was injected into it, and the extended shadow of the cudgel was like a terrifying heavenly pillar. With a deep rumble, the cudgel brushed past Qin Hao's body and crashed into the ground. The scorched earth within a radius of tens of thousands of miles was reduced into a terrifying pit under the cudgel.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The extremely heavy rumbling sounds were incessant. The Sky-splitting Cudgel in Jun Mo's hand struck out hundreds of times at an unbelievable speed. Every time, the cudgel brushed past Qin Hao. Under the Restrictive Spell of Prison, Qin Hao still managed to dodge the cudgel repeatedly and was unable to hit him accurately.
"Damn it." Jun Mo couldn't help cursing angrily. Enjoying the smoothness of silk, was he born in the year of the loach?
Facing the cudgel's continuous attacks, Qin Hao was getting closer and closer to Jun Mo. The momentum of the sword pagoda wrapped around his body was frightening. Although his Fleetfoot Steps couldn't unleash the magical effect it should have under Jun Mo's Restrictive Spell, he himself was extremely good at speed and movement techniques. They were painstakingly honed from countless fierce battles and were engraved in his bones and soul.
"I really miss the Space Dao Insight."
As Qin Hao flew, he kept closing the distance between him and Jun Mo. His eyes were fixed on the godly source in Jun Mo's chest. The sword in his hand that was imbued with a murderous aura seemed exceptionally fierce.
If he wasn't affected by the Restrictive Spell of Prison, he could use the Fleetfoot Steps and instantly get close to Jun Mo. He wouldn't have to work so hard.
Even if the Fleetfoot Steps were restricted, if his Sky Wheel was still filled with Space Divine Power, it would still be greatly beneficial.
What a pity!
After this battle, he must restore Space Divine Power and Red Lotus Tyrannical Fire.