"I’m actually going to die once, huh?"
Zhong Shenxiu sighed, readying himself to use the Nine Death Rebirth Divine Power.
But he didn’t plan to flee; instead, he wished to resurrect right where he was.
After all, these Spiritual Treasures were still here, and if someone were to pick them up, he’d take a huge loss.
Taking advantage of the opponent’s carelessness, not expecting him to die and then come back to life, and escaping with all the treasures was a viable plan.
As for whether it could succeed?
If he failed, he would just die again and choose to resurrect somewhere else, completely escaping this place!
’Maybe...this is the tribulation of my physical body that I had a premonition about!’
Shenxiu’s expression was neither sad nor joyous as he braced himself to take the next attack from this "Ruler."
At that moment, he suddenly sensed that the opponent’s "dominion" over this space had drastically decreased, and with it, the pressure on him was also rapidly declining!
This expanse of the sky was somehow filled with yellow light.
Like the afterglow of the setting sun, it carried the breath of decay and decline.
A ray of twilight light descended, transforming into a Dharma Body Cultivator wearing a yellow crown and a kesaraya, with ancient and strange features.
Taiping Sect Master—Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch!
Indeed, the battlefield was not a place for a fair contest.
This "Ruler," who was hunting Zhong Shenxiu, was unaware that he was also prey!
A 7th order cultivator on the verge of ascending to an "ancient one" was worth the intervention of a sect leader of Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch’s caliber!
"Shenxiu, fellow Daoist, I didn’t expect you to join in this lively scene..."
The ancient-faced Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch nodded to Zhong Shenxiu with a smile, greeting him before stretching out a large hand. Five mysterious Divine Lights thundered down, endless Yellow Heaven Radiance, sharp as swords, piercing into the "Ruler’s" body.
The True Monarch didn’t utilize his Dharma Body, after all, he had been injured in the earlier battles.
But even so, wielding the power of Yellow Heaven to suppress the "Ruler’s" control over the surrounding area was still no issue.
As a Yellow Heaven Divine Light fell, the carriage where Prince Emmel was located turned to ashes.
Numerous lights scattered from within, some were jewelry boxes, others were broken swords, and some without a fixed shape... Falling across the battlefield, they turned into terrifying vortexes, causing severe casualties to those around.
Clearly, these were all cursed items.
"Shenxiu, fellow Daoist, wait for me to hold off that ’Ruler’ while you take the chance to strike him with your sword again. How about we split the spoils of the war evenly afterwards?"
A message was transmitted directly into Zhong Shenxiu’s ear.
"Since the Sect Master has spoken, naturally, I shall not refuse!"
Zhong Shenxiu immediately replied, "However, I’ve heard that the Sect Master had previously shown great prowess on the battlefield, single-handedly annihilating a ’Ruler.’ This person is nothing but a small fry; surely the Sect Master himself could handle him?"
"Ah... isn’t this because this old man is not in the best of shape, and the fellow on the other side is about to break through, not so easy to kill... Damn it, if the two of us join forces, we could flip him over right away..."
Taiping Sect Master suddenly swore, lacking the demeanor of an enlightened person and instead exuding a ’man of the people’ vibe.
This, as opposed to True Monarch Zhang from the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect, who remained unmoved by joy or anger, seemed to be on a different level.
Zhong Shenxiu laughed heartily. Although he had lost his second Primordial Spirit, he was by no means weakened by this kind of battle.
"Haha, that Western Birdman, come and witness the might of your grandpa’s Yellow Heaven Miao Technique!"
Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch raised his hands levelly, and his expression became solemn, as if he wielded the punishment of heaven and earth.
In the Yellow Heaven, dark clouds churned and terrifying Heavenly Tribulations struck down.
Five Elements Divine Thunder, Miao Yin Divine Thunder, Great Cave Divine Thunder, Yuqing Divine Thunder, Soundless Divine Thunder, Yin Demon Heart Thunder...
One after another, the heavenly punishments followed, their might terrifying to the extreme.
Had this happened in the Cultivation World and any cultivator faced so many Heavenly Tribulations, they would certainly be regarded as a vile evildoer despised by the Heavenly Dao!
But now, under this sky, Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch was "heaven" himself, able to arbitrarily twist rewards and punishments!
"Yellow Heaven Miao Technique, indeed it has some tricks," Zhong Shenxiu thought upon seeing this scene, nodding internally, "To replace the will of heaven with one’s own, to fully control a piece of the skies... Compared to the power of control of that [Controller], it is more than just a notch inferior..."
For some reason, he suddenly thought of the previously unfortunate Clement, whose ability to interfere with history was played within the palm of someone from the Dragon Tiger Sect using the Twelve Yuan Chen Universe Divine Light.
"It is not the worst when cultivation techniques counter each other, the most terrifying is when one encounters similar techniques but with someone of a much higher realm; that’s truly being played with till death..."
"The Dharma Bodies of the Taiping Sect are the most supreme in essence, it is a pity that even cultivating to the level of a corpse-refining immortal, there’s still a long way to go to truly replace the heavenly intent of this world..."
While Zhong Shenxiu’s thoughts were turning, he let out a clear whistle and drew his sword boldly!
He controlled the Immortal Slaying Flying Sword, merging man and sword into one, his body protected by nine pure immortal lights, the Ancient Seven Flames Flag and the Heavenly Demon Banner continuously boosting his power, concentrating his sword light into a single line. Although not visibly mighty, it was truly a swordsmanship to be avoided even by Dharma Body powerhouses.
By this time, he was no longer concealing that he knew the Taishang Dragon Tiger Sect’s cultivation techniques.
He had openly seized the other’s sect, why fear these any longer?
The [Controller] could no longer control the space around him, only able to withstand the Heavenly Tribulation from the sky with his extraordinary abilities.
For an ordinary cultivator, to pass the Heavenly Tribulation was to overcome it.
But he was different, as long as Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch still had mana, as long as he could maintain the "Yellow Heaven," the Heavenly Tribulation would never end!
Amidst the endless thunder light, a thin line faster than the speed of lightning struck at the vulnerable parts of the [Controller].
A dazzling and extreme sword light burst forth.
The myriad thunder lights of the Heavenly Tribulation couldn’t compare to the grace of this one sword!
Blood spilled forth, and the [Controller]’s body suddenly split apart, about to turn to ashes amidst the infinite Sword Qi.
But every single bit of ash was under [Control] and [Command], attempting to forcibly merge and regather into its original body.
The legendary Immortal Body of the Eastern Demon Sect is said to have the power to regenerate from a drop of blood!
But the survival ability of the [Controller] was above even blood regeneration, able to [Control] and reform its original body so long as a speck of dust remained!
"Ha ha, fellow Daoist, that was a truly beautiful sword strike!"
But Zhong Shenxiu had allies, and Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch had already made his move.
Infinite Yellow Heaven Divine Light fell, making those dust particles seem like insects trapped in amber, slowly ceasing their motion and even slowly dissolving.
Moments later, beneath the Yellow Heaven, there was no longer a single trace of the [Controller].
"It’s time to go... We’ve gained quite a bit today, Clement is probably going to go mad!"
Taiping Guangmiao True Monarch reached out to grab several cursed items in his hand, gave Zhong Shenxiu a slight smile, and dissipated like mist, vanishing with the wind.