81: Chapter 81 The Great Calamity of the Heavens is Approaching

Crack...

The Heavenly Tribulation continued.

Outside the golden barrier, the lightning dragon was bombarding; the countless overflowing power of the Heavenly Tribulation was somewhat wasted.

Ye Xiu sat cross-legged directly in the Void Realm.

He began to absorb the scattered power of the Heavenly Tribulation.

After the terrifying energy entered his body,

it was immediately forcibly absorbed by the [Heavenly Emperor Sutra] to refine his physique.

The lightning dragon roared even more terrifyingly.

This Heavenly Tribulation lasted for three whole days.

During these three days, no living creature dared to approach within a hundred miles.

When the Heavenly Tribulation completely dissipated,

Ye Xiu sighed.

"Is it so difficult to refine my own physique even with the power of the Heavenly Tribulation..."

With such a formidable physique, even without using Tiangang Body Protection, his defensive power was shockingly strong.

But even so, it was extremely difficult for him to refine the Yang Power from it; if he were to rely on Spiritual Qi to Cultivate,

he would likely have to rely on the perseverance of water dripping through stone.

Repeating the cycle, refining year after year.

Ye Xiu dispersed the barrier.

He took a deep look at the Nine Realms Tower before leaving.

Next time he comes, it will have to be when his Yang Power reaches 100.

By then, let alone the [God Realm], he would likely be able to go toe-to-toe with a Great Saint.

Above the clouds.

Ye Xiu's speed was extremely fast.

A distance of several million miles was only a few minutes' journey for him.

After returning to Xingluo Mountain,

just as he sat cross-legged and entered meditation, a beam of light flew over from the city.

It was Elder Song from the Qingcang Daoist Sect.

"Elder Song, you have come to me, is something the matter?"

"I wouldn't come to your temple without a reason. By order of my Revered Master, I have come to invite the General to discuss the Dao with him," Elder Song said with a hint of respect.

The Ye Xiu before him was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

Compared to his Revered Master, Master Zhang, they were two extremes.

The former was extremely calm, making one unable to feel any aura. The latter was violent, making one tremble.

"Master Zhang invites me?"

Ye Xiu's expression was a bit strange; that old Daoist must have sensed his aura, so he wanted to investigate some things.

And he himself, regarding the path of Cultivation,

actually had some questions.

Of course, it might not be that kind of matter.

After all, Master Zhang was a scholar of heaven and man; even now, with his Qi Sense covering Tianfu City, he still could not detect Master Zhang's aura.

The two left Xingluo Mountain.

Leaving a long trail in the sky.

Kunlun World.

Xing Mu, Kong Xuan, and Hou Liubai.

They stood on the dragon head nailed by the Heavenly Blade, looking at the increasingly weak world barrier, discussing what it was.

"Your Excellency, the barrier of the Main World is becoming weaker. I fear that in three months at most, small worlds will connect to the Main World," Kong Xuan stared at the world barrier and said with a solemn tone.

"What is there to fear? Just beat back however many come. My big staff has long been thirsty and impatient."

Hou Liubai said nonchalantly; in his eyes, it seemed there was nothing that couldn't be solved by force.

"Monkey, you only learned the Holy Emperor Sutra; you are not The Holy Emperor of Fighting from back then."

Kong Xuan frowned slightly. As a teammate, this monkey was reliable, but often, he was a bit overconfident.

Xing Mu ignored the bickering two.

She gently stroked the Heavenly Blade, as if meeting a familiar comrade-in-arms.

Spiritual Qi was rioting.

It poured madly into the Heavenly Blade.

In Kunlun World, a phantom of a world appeared behind Xing Mu. Within that phantom, the Dao of the Blade was severed from the world and directly snatched out by Xing Mu,

and sent into the Heavenly Blade.

Hum...

The Heavenly Blade trembled slightly.

The dormant Blade Spirit was gradually recovering.

After a long time,

the dormant Blade Spirit finally woke up again.

At this moment, Kunlun World was shrouded by a will. That terrifying will was even more shocking than when the Deity Obsession overturned the world back then.

Hou Liubai's expression was solemn; the golden big staff had already appeared in his hand.

Kong Xuan patted the nervous monkey: "Don't worry, this Blade Spirit won't attack you; otherwise, you would have died long ago."

"You..."

Hou Liubai was furious.

But whether it was sparring or a death match, he couldn't beat Kong Xuan.

He could only swear in his heart that sooner or later, he would get his revenge.

"My Lord, we were defeated..."

The voice of the Blade Spirit resounded in Kunlun World.

The tone was very desolate.

After sighing, Xing Mu said in a solemn tone: "I was asleep and missed that war. Sword Lord Li Si died; I know this, but where did the Human Emperor go?"

"His Majesty the Human Emperor went to the end of endless years, above the River of Time."

"Did he fight into the River of Time..."

"Yes, His Majesty the Human Emperor finally dragged his heavily injured body, collaborated with the Three Kings, pulled all the invaders into the River of Time, and sealed the Chaos passage."

The Blade Spirit spoke again.

After pondering for a moment, Xing Mu asked with killing intent: "In the heavens, are there still people from the Imperial Court, or have they all betrayed the Imperial Court?"

"The old supporters were almost wiped out in that war. The God Race, Demon Race, Dragon Clan, and War Race took the opportunity to form the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, replacing the order of the Imperial Court."

"God, Demon, Dragon, War? Are their Old Ancestors still alive?" The killing intent in Xing Mu's eyes grew stronger.

"I don't know. Back then, when the Blade Master was heavily injured, the power of Karma erupted, causing total annihilation, and I also shattered in the great war; many memories were lost."

The Blade Spirit's recovering consciousness was gradually fading.

It seemed it was about to return to its previous state of annihilation.

"Sigh..."

Xing Mu did not stop it.

The Dao of the Blade in her world was still too weak and completely unable to support the Blade Spirit's recovery.

Perhaps in the future, when her cultivation recovers and she slays her future self, she will have a chance to save this Blade Spirit, which only has a trace of residual thought left.