475: Chapter 475 The Blade is Forged, the Great Battle (Part Two)

The moment he gripped the war blade, Qin Wushang and the weapon became one.

His white hair surged wildly, billowing Devilish Qi covered the sky and earth, and cold Saber Qi tore through the surrounding sky.

The expressions of the two Quasi-Emperor women facing him changed drastically, their hearts shaking violently.

"Not good!"

The two of them shouted in unison, no longer hiding their strength as they fully unleashed their Quasi-Emperor cultivation. Their vast auras pressed down as they rapidly formed hand seals to condense a supreme seal technique.

"True Dragon Seal!"

"Ten Thousand Mountain Seal!"

A ten-thousand-foot True Dragon phantom roared into existence, and ten thousand divine mountains stood tall, suppressing the world.

The two ultimate killing Divine Abilities crashed outward the moment Qin Wushang's blade momentum pressed down.

Boom!

A massive explosion shook the heavens and earth. The dragon-shaped phantom shattered instantly, and the thousands of mountains crumbled inch by inch.

The blood-colored blade light was unstoppable, traversing the firmament and crushing down accompanied by sky-filling arcs of lightning, its power terrifying and peerless.

"How can this be!"

The two women were filled with horror. They hastily condensed Saint Dao barriers and expanded their Domains, defending with all their might.

They were very strong!

As their Domains expanded, it was as if thousands of worlds emerged, illuminated by the saint rings behind them, incomparably brilliant.

But even so, they still could not stop that terrifying strike.

Boom!

Another earth-shattering collision occurred. The Saint Domains shattered on the spot, and the manifested internal worlds broke apart directly.

The two Quasi-Emperors suffered heavy injuries, falling onto the Burial Immortal Platform like meteors.

Qin Wushang did not look away, but he instantly sensed killing intent from the shadows and snapped his head around.

Boom!

Three young Prodigies hidden in the Void Realm, holding Saint Weapons and wielding surging Saint Laws, launched a brazen sneak attack wrapped in boundless Holy Light.

They were all Saint Venerables; their opening moves were Divine Ability killing strikes!

The Holy Light blinded the eyes, and the sky was filled with techniques, a dazzling and chaotic sight.

Such an offensive would make even a Quasi-Emperor wary.

But Qin Wushang was not afraid at all, nor did he need to look closely at their attack trajectories.

He turned and swung his blade in a furious slash. This strike spanned from the ancient past to the present, dominating the current age.

Boom!

In an instant, the three Saint Weapons cracked and exploded. The majestic blade light surged rapidly, tearing through the clouds and slashing the sky apart.

"Impossible!"

The pupils of the three Saint Venerable Prodigies shrank, leaving only ultimate despair.

As the blade light fell, a hideous saber scar split the Void Realm. The three Saint Venerables coughed up blood on the spot, their lives and Dao extinguished.

The encirclement was not broken; even more experts arrived one after another, unafraid of death for the sake of the peerless murderous weapon in Qin Wushang's hands.

Killing intent burned in the depths of Qin Wushang's eyes as he fell into a total killing frenzy.

"If you refuse to retreat, then you shall all die!"

He swung his blade incessantly, strike after strike, the blade momentum continuous and endless, with heaven-shaking slaughter.

Saint Kings exploded, Saint Venerables fell, and the bodies of experts crumbled one by one under the blade, blood dyeing the entire burial platform red.

The murderous blade in his hand greedily devoured the blood qi filling the sky, becoming increasingly sinister and powerful, its malevolent aura skyrocketing step by step.

Seeing this, the nearby Tianzun immediately acted, forcing back several surrounding Saint Venerables with a palm strike, wanting to break the encirclement for him.

"You help me, and I help you!"

"I will help you clear the way!"

"No need for such unnecessary actions."

Qin Wushang's voice shook the eight directions, his overbearing aura chilling, "No matter how many come, I will kill them all!"

His Physical Body was already Heaven-Defying, matchless throughout the ages and invincible in the same realm. Now, holding a murderous blade that surpassed the existence of Immortal Weapons, his combat power had surged several times over.

White hair fluttering, Devilish Qi locking the sky, one man and one blade suppressed the crowd of heroes. All who stood in his way were cut down, and the whole world was terrified.

"Go! Who cares! We'll wear this Devil Head down to death!"

As the grand chaotic battle erupted, an old fossil spoke up.

"Kill, kill, kill! Even if everyone just spits once, we can drown him!"

Someone roared, burning their essence blood and charging forward.

This was not just for Qin Wushang's murderous weapon; more so, they were influenced by the aura emitted by that blade.

Greed, rage, envy, and all sorts of negative emotions were infinitely magnified, influenced by the aura emanating from the murderous weapon in Qin Wushang's hand.

This caused them to strike out recklessly, just to seize the blade from Qin Wushang's hands.

"This kid is about to sink into it too!"

Looking at Qin Wushang, who held the blood blade and was killing frantically, Mo Qianrao frowned.

The blade was terrifying, and the power it unleashed was still constantly skyrocketing, but it was also overdrawing Qin Wushang.

"Kid! Don't let it influence you!"

She couldn't help but shout.

However, Qin Wushang paid no heed. He turned and delivered another strike, directly splitting open the head of a Saint Venerable who had charged at him.

The Burial Immortal Platform was dyed red, and figure after figure fell.

"Not right... not right, this isn't right!"

"That blade is influencing them!"

In the distance, several figures watched this peerlessly terrifying battle with solemn expressions.

"Thunder King, are we acting?"

Someone asked.

"Wait! Longer!"

"He's going to go completely mad! Wait until his power is overdrawn! When his will is eroded by that blade, then we will act!"

Lei Wuji shook his head.

He was clever and did not immediately step out to compete.

This great battle lasted for several days. The entire Burial Immortal Platform was like a slaughterhouse, and Qin Wushang had become the butcher, while those who died were the livestock being slaughtered.

The points above his head had already reached over fifteen thousand!

"The blade... this is my blade..."

Some experts had their heads split open, yet their heads were still moving, speaking words.

Bang!

Qin Wushang brought his blade down, exploding the head.

He stood on the Burial Immortal Platform, the blood qi behind him like a sea of blood, and beneath his feet was a true mountain of corpses.

Saint Kings and Saint Venerables were countless, and Quasi-Emperors were not few either!

Huff, huff!

Qin Wushang panted heavily, stepping on the body of a True Dragon, his hand holding the blade trembling.

"He's exhausted! Strike now!"

Lei Wuji shouted sharply, his figure being the first to charge out.

Behind him, a group of followers responded in unison, their killing intent billowing as they swarmed forward to surround and kill him.

"Wuji Bolting Thunder Hand!"

Lei Wuji turned into a bolt of lightning, his speed reaching the extreme as he struck out with a palm.

Wherever the palm wind passed, a boundless sea of thunder instantly overturned the surroundings, purple lightning dancing wildly and thunder booming.

Deep within the thunder sea, a vision suddenly arose as a towering and ancient phantom slowly manifested, carrying heavy pressure.

That was precisely the Thunder Ancestor Phantom, wielding the power of the eternal Thunder Dao.

"Hehe..."

Amidst the deathly slaughter, Qin Wushang suddenly looked up, his lips curling into a hideous and bloodthirsty cold smile.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

His five fingers suddenly tightened around the hilt, the veins on his arm bulging like dragons as he abruptly raised the blade for a horizontal slash.

A crimson blade light soared into the sky, and blood-colored stars bloomed one after another within the blade's radiance.

The power of the myriad Daos surged between heaven and earth, and all the slaughtering Devilish Qi gathered into one strike. Its murderous aura boiled, overshadowing the sky-filling thunderous might.

Boom!

The Thunder Ancestor Phantom shook the firmament, its palm prints crushing down in succession. Each strike carried the ultimate of the Dao of Thunder, intending to crush the person before it with peerless lightning.

But this unsolvable thunderous might constantly disintegrated under Qin Wushang's blood-colored blade light, which gathered the power of the myriad Daos.

Boom!

Another strike fell. The overbearing blade light slashed across, instantly tearing through layers of the thunder sea and striking the Thunder Ancestor Phantom with unstoppable momentum.

The thunder light dissipated, and that Thunder Ancestor Phantom, which had intimidated all directions, crumbled inch by inch on the spot, vanishing between heaven and earth.

One strike to break the Thunder Ancestor!

The blade momentum did not stall in the slightest, following through to sweep across the air, heading straight for Lei Wuji himself.

Lei Wuji's pupils shrank in disbelief.

"Eight Extremes Thunder Shield!"

He cried out, condensing a thunder shield that glittered with ancient Innate Thunder Runes.

Boom!

The blade fell, and the thunder shield exploded.

"Too slow!"

As Qin Wushang spoke, another strike came with extreme speed, as if breaking through the shackles of time.

Bang!

Lei Wuji's whole body shook, his protective thunder light shattering instantly as the blood-colored blade edge slammed hard against his body.

Puchi!

He sprayed a mouthful of blood, his body retreating violently. His entire body was ravaged by Saber Qi, and his internal world rumbled incessantly.

"Impossible!"

He stared fixedly at the white-haired, blood-soaked Qin Wushang in front of him, screaming in shock.

"Absolutely impossible!"

"You have fought bloody battles in succession, killing countless Saint Kings and Saint Venerables. You should have clearly been at your wit's end long ago. Why can you still unleash such inconceivable and terrifying power?"

"Heh, hahaha... Who told you I was at my wit's end!!"

Qin Wushang smiled hideously, blood-light flashing in his eyes as the phantom of a towering giant tree appeared behind him.

It was the myriad dao divine tree!

But it had already turned blood-red, the same color as the Burial Immortal Platform, looking very eerie!

The moment it appeared, the myriad Daos rumbled incessantly!

"What is this!"

Lei Wuji was shocked, as if he were looking at a monster.

Qin Wushang's aura was actually still skyrocketing, drawing in the power of the myriad Daos.

"The blade is bloodthirsty, and am I not the same?"