Chapter 2019: Chapter 2019: Crushing Momentum, Like Heavenly Might
The sound of the sword chant wasnât loud, yet it seemed to echo from the depths of ancient ages, easily penetrating the deafening roar of the battlefield, clearly falling into the ears of every living being present, reaching straight to their souls.
Its sound was melodious and carried an indescribable sharpness and indifference, as if it could sever karma and separate Yin and Yang.
As the sword chant resonated, Cangtian Godâs palms, capable of crushing stars and containing the power of the peak of Creation, came together, but they were silently erased, dissolved, annihilated, without the expected earth-shattering collision, not even a trace of energy ripple dispersed.
It was as if it was just a Mirror Flower Water Moon illusion.
The space rippled like water waves to both sides, and a figure stepped out slowly from the void rift that was torn open.
The person wore a simple white robe, unstained by dust, with long hair casually draped, and a calm, undisturbed face. Only a pair of eyes deep as an abyss, seemingly reflecting the galaxyâs rotation, yet appeared to be empty.
He stood there like that, without emitting any earth-shaking aura, yet plunged the entire chaotic and tragic Qingming Sea battleground into a momentary dead silence.
Whether it was the Dan Heavenly God who was frantically slaughtering the Lower Five Realms cultivators or the Xuantian God suppressing the Xuan Master with the Slaughter Realm Sword, both of their actions involuntarily paused slightly, casting shocked glances at that suddenly appearing white-robed figure.
Cangtian Godâs pupils contracted abruptly, a warning alarm blaring to the extreme in his heart.
That strike he executed just now was at full strength, yet it was so effortlessly nullified into nothingness?
He didnât even see how the other party made their move!
"Who are you?" Cangtian Godâs voice lost its previous indifference and arrogance, now filled with unprecedented gravity and a trace of imperceptible suspicion.
He could feel that there wasnât a strong Heavenly Dao imprint belonging to "this realm" on this person, their aura was elusive and unpredictable, as if transcending this worldâs system.
However, the white-robed man seemed not to hear him, his gaze didnât linger long on the famous Cangtian God.
He merely glanced lightly at Ye Qiubai, Mu Fusheng, and others, who were soaked in blood, their breath dispirited.
"Canât win, didnât think of running?" Lu Changâsheng frowned, speaking with annoyance.
Ye Qiubai opened his mouth, smiling bitterly, "Master, itâs not that I didnât want to run, itâs that I truly couldnât run..."
Lu Changâsheng glared at Ye Qiubai, "You still dare to talk back? Have you turned the tables?"
Ye Qiubai immediately shut his mouth.
Feeling a bit desolate inside.
Alas, it seems heâll have to bear the blame again, and he shot a resentful glance at Hong Ying.
Hong Ying coughed lightly, seemingly unaware of Ye Qiubaiâs gaze, not looking that way at all.
Everyone watched this scene, looking at each other in dismay.
Just now, didnât he make such a grand entrance?
Effortlessly neutralized Cangtian Godâs attack.
But now?
Not even sparing a glance at the people, yet scolding his disciple?
This scenario... feels a bit odd.
Xuanyuan Tianzhao and Xu Youming stared dumbfounded at this scene, before Dan Heavenly God returned to his senses.
"Is this their master?"
"With such power... itâs only natural to have nurtured such monstrous disciples."
Could they not be astonished?
With a casual gesture, he obliterated Cangtian Godâs full-force strike.
Moreover, not seeming to exert much effort, able to reprimand his disciples in such life-and-death situations.
Utterly wild to the extreme!
Yet it did not feel out of place.
After all, theyâd never seen anyone owning such boundless and lawless strength.
Elder Fen, watching this scene, spat out the blood in his mouth with saliva, wiping his mouth while laughing and cursing, "Damn it, with such a formidable backing, why make us toil so hard."
As for people from The Mortal Realm, they were full of elation.
But they werenât surprised by any of this.
After all, they knew that this person would definitely make a move.
Used to being esteemed, how could Cangtian God tolerate such neglect?
Golden light gathered with full strength in his hands, then shot towards Lu Changâshengâs back!
The space instantly compressed into a mass!
"No matter who you are, die!"
Lu Changâsheng didnât turn his head, only uttering softly, "Scatter."
The words echoed law!
The golden palm imprint dissipated once again!
Cangtian Godâs expression drastically changed.
Lu Changâsheng turned his head, his gaze sweeping towards the three Great Heavenly Gods, who stood as if facing a great enemy.
His eyes calmly surveyed the blood-soaked scene around Dan Heavenly God, going past Xuantian Godâs blood-red Slaughter Realm Sword, finally returning to Cangtian God.
The previous gaze towards his disciples, mixed with a bit of helpless dote and a feeling of disappointment, instantly faded, leaving only coldness.
"Did your parents not teach you that interrupting others while theyâre speaking is very rude?"
"Touch my disciples?" Lu Changâshengâs voice remained unperturbed, yet it caused the surrounding space to plummet to freezing points, an intangible, towering force, transcending everyoneâs comprehension there, slowly spreading out.
As soon as he finished speaking, without seeing Lu Changâsheng move, Cangtian Godâs face changed dramatically as if sensing immense danger. The golden light around him erupted to the extreme, the Power of Law at the peak of the Creation Realm surged madly, forming layer upon layer of absolute defense, enough to withstand a starâs collision!
"Did you ask me?"
The tone still calm.
A barely visible transparent ripple spread from in front of Lu Changâsheng, silently penetrating all of Cangtian Godâs defenses.
"Puffâ!"
Cangtian God seemed to be hit hard, his figure trembled violently, spurting a mouthful of blood as brilliant as golden liquid, the dazzling golden light symbolizing his Supreme cultivation dimming by more than half, his breath visibly declining!
His eyes filled with incredulous horror and fear, staring deathly at Lu Changâsheng, as if witnessing something unimaginable.
Dan Heavenly God and Xuantian God simultaneously exclaimed, disregarding the opponents in front of them, instantly flashing to Cangtian Godâs side, standing guard beside him, left and right, looking at Lu Changâsheng with shock and extreme vigilance.
Just...two words? Without any visible traces of Divine Power Techniques, and they left Cangtian God, the leader of the Twelve Heavenly Gods, at the peak of the Creation Realm, gravely injured?
The entire battlefield, whether from the Immortal Realm army or the Lower Five Realms cultivators, all stood dumbstruck, bodies rigid.
With Xuantian Godâs suppression gone, Xuan Master slightly relaxed.
Witnessing this scene, despite expectations, he couldnât help but inhale sharply, muttering in his heart, "As expected... this seniorâs strength is far beyond imagination..."
"This personâs strength is extraordinary, let us join forces." Xuantian God, holding the Slaughter Realm Sword, stared unblinkingly at Lu Changâsheng.
Cangtian God consumed a medicinal pill, gathering strength with Dan Heavenly God.
A golden flame burgeoned from the center of their brows!
Burning origin power!
Lu Changâsheng said lightly, "Decisive enough... but Iâm afraid itâs of no use."
He slowly raised his right hand, merging his index and middle fingers, forming a sword finger shape, pointing casually towards Dan Heavenly God and Xuantian Godâs direction, gently cutting.
This cut, like a light sweep, as if merely brushing through the air.
Yet in the trajectory where his fingertips passedâ
A sword intent, purely born from "nothing" to "something," quietly emerged.
Like the advent of heavenly might!!