Chapter 1936: Is It Still Too Late to Expel You from the Sect?

Chapter 1936: Chapter 1936: Is It Still Too Late to Expel You from the Sect?

A plan that spanned millions of years.

You think the Green Cloud Sword Master wouldn’t have prepared for every possibility?

This space itself is a small world molded by the Green Cloud Sword Master, nurtured by his Lifebound Sword Dao for hundreds of thousands of years.

This is a supernatural ability that only those at the Creation Realm can possess.

Only those at Creation Realm have the power to cultivate a wisp of something akin to Mystic Yellow Qi within themselves.

Of course, compared to forging the true Mystic Yellow Qi of the Longevity World, it’s not even close.

Such a Lifebound World is deeply intertwined with its cultivator; if the Lifebound World falls, its owner suffers immense damage too.

However, in this world, the power of others will be suppressed, while his own power gets amplified several times!

And someone like Green Cloud Sword Master, unleashing all of his Lifebound World’s strength—now that’s going all in.

There won’t be a second strike after this.

If this move fails, then his million-year scheme will officially go up in smoke.

Except—

Just then, countless threads of the Power of Law started winding around Lu Chang’sheng.

Primordial.

Probably the only technique out there that could merge so many Powers of Law into one.

And only Lu Chang’sheng’s Hand Cannon can hold so many Powers of Law at the same time.

Converge and blend.

Green Cloud Sword Master stared at that bizarre contraption in Lu Chang’sheng’s hands, watched the swirling Powers of Law gathering inside.

His pupils quaked—literally, ripples shivering at the edges like an earthquake in his eyes.

Unprecedented.

Unheard of!

Not even recorded in the ancient texts of the Chaos Divine Dynasty—never even mentioned!

Merging the Powers of Law, and this many kinds,

was thought to be impossible by everyone.

Now, the threads of Power of Law twined around Lu Chang’sheng started flowing down the willow branches attached to the Hand Cannon, pouring into the cannon’s mouth.

More and more compressed!

Around the Hand Cannon, all other forces were either absorbed or annihilated—even the oxygen vanished, leaving a vacuum zone.

Though he’d revealed the Hand Cannon—

Lu Chang’sheng was only using the first mode.

Second mode? He worried it’d make too much noise and draw those idiotic puppeteers out from the shadows.

Watching the power gathering and compressing inside those twin Hand Cannons—

Even that condensation phase alone,

The cannon’s mouth was graying, a chaotic sphere radiating so much force that the world itself started shaking.

Noticing this—

Green Cloud Sword Master’s eyes grew grave.

He realized: This is his Lifebound World.

But the other guy hadn’t even attacked yet and the world was already falling apart?

Thinking back to his earlier judgment—

Peak of Creation Realm?

Bullshit!

If the Peak of Creation Realm could do this, he’d have broken that barrier to Outer Heaven ages ago.

At that thought—

Green Cloud Sword Master gave a helpless smile, the gathered Power of the World between his palms scattering with a bang as his arms sagged, powerless.

Ye Qiubai blinked in confusion.

He’s giving up? Or is it that he hasn’t recovered to full strength, so he can’t withstand this level of attack?

Lu Chang’sheng also frowned slightly.

What kind of move is this?

Or maybe he’s about to drop an even bigger trump card?

Just thinking about it—

Lu Chang’sheng nearly fused his twin Hand Cannons into a Giant Cannon and went straight to second mode.

But you know how twitchy Lu Chang’sheng is—

At that thought, all the compressed Powers of Law in the mouth of the twin Hand Cannons began to riot!

The magnetic fields around the Chaos Bomb flared wild, chunks of space tearing away to reveal endless darkness beneath.

Locked and loaded!

Green Cloud Sword Master went blank for a second, then frantically waved his hands. "I surrender!"

"Surrender?" Lu Chang’sheng frowned. "What, want me to let my guard down so you can land a fatal blow? Not bad, but too bad—I’m not that easy!"

Saying that, Lu Chang’sheng’s hands trembled, about to fire the Hand Cannon!

Green Cloud Sword Master froze.

This kind of powerhouse like Lu Chang’sheng... it’s his first time witnessing one, really.

He’d already called off his attack!

Damn near ready to kneel and wave a white flag!

Of course, for a sword cultivator like Green Cloud Sword Master, that’s absolutely out of the question.

If he were at his peak, Green Cloud Sword Master would rather die and see his Dao dissipate than surrender mid-battle—even if it killed him.

Not that he’s dumb.

For sword cultivators, fleeing in battle or chickening out beforehand are absolute taboos.

But come on, after injecting countless effort and resources into a million-year plan—

And now at the final step, it’d all end in Dao death.

A million years of scheming only to end up with nothing but an empty basket—Green Cloud Sword Master, and frankly everyone else, could never accept it.

So he could only settle for second-best...

Green Cloud Sword Master hurriedly said, "I’m no threat to you folks!"

"Don’t buy it." Lu Chang’sheng didn’t lower his guard.

Ye Qiubai, tiptoeing at the side, said quietly, "Master... I kinda think he is surrendering..."

Lu Chang’sheng sneered, "Kid, you remember this: ditch that kind of thinking ASAP! Or you won’t even know how you died!"

Green Cloud Sword Master was close to cursing. He’d already swallowed his pride this far, and now he’s still being insulted?

A vein on his forehead twitched, fists clenched, teeth grinding: "I’m not your match... Million years of scheming, I don’t wanna die here without ever seeing Outer Heaven."

Lu Chang’sheng: "And then?"

And then?

Gazing at the Hand Cannon crammed with power, twitchy and ready to fire.

Green Cloud Sword Master sped up his words. "So I plan to fuse my soul with your disciple’s—him as the lead, though."

"And what if, during the fusing, you change your mind? My thick-headed disciple’d be doomed, right?"

"...." Green Cloud Sword Master was at his wit’s end.

With the restriction you set, even if I change my mind, I wouldn’t have any control!

Green Cloud Sword Master said seriously, "If he wants to unlock his full talent, step into a higher realm one day, he’ll have to fuse souls. I’m sure you know how dangerous it is to leave a soul incomplete, given how strong you are."

Saying this, Green Cloud Sword Master saw the bewilderment in Lu Chang’sheng’s eyes and couldn’t help but fall silent.

Suddenly, dying in battle sounded kinda nice...

Feeling tired...

Ye Qiubai chimed in, "Master, if that’s how it is, let’s go with his suggestion."

Lu Chang’sheng shot Ye Qiubai a glare.

Ye Qiubai gave a sheepish smile. "Guess the old guy just wants to see Outer Heaven—so he’s conceding."

"And if something goes wrong? What if he tries to seize your soul on the sly?" Lu Chang’sheng countered.

Ye Qiubai grinned, "But Master, I have you, don’t I?"

Lu Chang’sheng twitched his brows.

"Is it too late to kick you out of the sect now?"

Though he said that—

Lu Chang’sheng still lowered the Hand Cannon; space gradually calmed down.

Though the place was already a wreck—a scene of utter devastation.

Doubt it’ll recover anytime soon.

As soon as the Hand Cannon disappeared, Lu Chang’sheng flashed in front of Green Cloud Sword Master, tapping a finger to his brow.

Restriction, set!

Never let your guard down!

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