" said Elder Three, understanding Zheng Rong's worry."The Martial Arts Association" Zheng Xiucheng beside him looked puzzled.Zheng Rong glanced at Zheng Xiucheng, a hint of sarcasm on his face, and sa...With a grip on the Heavenly Dao Sword beneath his layer of form, the blade of the Heavenly Dao Sword also burst forth with an imposing golden sword qi, exuding an aura of domineering might.

The entire blade blazed with the intensity of a fire, brilliant beyond compare.

Fang Yu gripped the Heavenly Dao Sword, gazing up at the deathly aura that filled the sky like a storm cloud. His eyes were cold.

"You are no match for me!"

The Death Gaze roared like a madman, condensing into a giant arm.

And in his palm, a giant sword appeared as well!

But, this giant sword appeared translucent, and the aura it emitted... was a bit familiar.

At this moment, the aura of the Death Omen Will also converged with the aura emanating from this greatsword.

"This is..."

Fang Yu was taken aback, his brows furrowed.

This aura... I feel like I've only just encountered it recently... And this translucent blade.

This isn't... Tong WuShuang's aura before, is it!

Fang Yu turned his head and looked in the direction of Tong Wu Shuang.

And at this moment, Tong WuShuang also widened her beautiful eyes, her eyes full of disbelief.

She looked at the translucent greatsword in the hand of Death's Will.

The Sword of Origin…

...and the aura...was also her master's aura!

The Master's aura... has appeared on the body of the Death Omen!

For a moment, Tong WuShuang's heart skipped a beat, her mind going blank.

What does this mean

Why would the aura of her master emanate from the body of the Death Omen Will

Why can the Land of Death condense a primordial sword!

Actually, Tong Wu Shuang already had the answer in her heart.

But… she dared not think about it, unwilling to believe it!

Fang Yu glanced at Tong Wushuang, then looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

He had previously heard from Tong Wushuang that he had a master, and that his master was the previous leader of the Xinghuo Alliance.

Tong Wu Shuang's position as the leader of the alliance was inherited from her master.

So now...Death's perception was released, with a similar aura to hers. It could only mean one thing.

That's... Tong Wushuang's master, already devoured by the Will of Death.

However, Tong Wu Shuang was unaware of this and still believed her master had left Xu Yuan Jie to go to other realms.

"Fang Yu, I will definitely kill you! For sure!"

The Death Omen roared hysterically, the gigantic Primordial Blade in his hand slashing down at Fang Yu with a mighty blow.

Fang Yu raised the Celestial Sword into the air and slashed forward!

"Boom!"

The Heavenly Sword under this layer of form seemed to have upgraded as well. A casual slash unleashed a terrifying power that was both shocking and awe-inspiring.

Towering golden sword qi, roared toward the sky.

The materialized giant hand of the Deathly Will, along with the primordial sword it held... was instantly cleaved apart!

The sword qi blasted into the immense body of the Death Omen Will, leaving behind a fissure.

"Ahhh..."

The Death Gaze cried out.

And upon that dark cloud, a visage of pain and distortion coalesced.

"Master..."

The child behind cried with red-rimmed eyes, charging towards the direction of the Death Omen.

"Zeng..."

Fang Yu's sword qi was still bursting with a terrifying and extremely sharp aura, almost splitting the Will of Death in two.

Tong Wu-Shuang moved with lightning speed, charging towards the Death Sign.

At this moment, the Deathbringer's body erupted with powerful auras.

"Master..."

Tong Wushuang's face was pale, her eyes filled with sorrow.

Her master was equivalent to her father.

When the Master left, she felt a pang of reluctance in her heart and vowed to grow quickly, until she could be reunited with him.

After that, she imagined countless times the scene of reuniting with her master.

But she could never have imagined that their real meeting...would take place under such circumstances.

"Don't go any further, it's not your master, it's the Will of Death. Your master... has already been devoured by it." Fang Yu transmitted to Tong Wu Shuang.

Tong Wu Shuang couldn't hear any of these words.

She saw the pained face beneath the dark clouds, it was her master's visage!

So familiar, yet...

"Master..."

Tong WuShuang swiftly approached the Death Foretelling Will.

"Ahhh..."

The will of death was slashed by Fang Yu with a sword, suffering to the extreme, feeling that his body was about to explode.

It has gone completely mad, mobilizing the auras of the many cultivators it had devoured over the years.

It cannot be accepted, ultimately not even the Land of Death belongs to it!

Since we can't live to leave, let's die together!

It's going to destroy everything!

The Land of Doom, Lin Batten, Fang Yu, he will destroy them all!

It won't let Fang Yu leave alive, nor will it allow the Land of Omens to be controlled by Lin Batian!

Even if it meant its own destruction, it would not want to see such a scene!

"Destroy everything! Destroy!"

The aura within the Necromancer's Will surged violently.

Fāng Yǔ's eyebrows furrowed.

He has already realized what the Death Omen will do.

Self-destruct!

This is going to blow itself up!

The power generated from a self-detonation by an ordinary cultivator is five to ten times greater than the power they could normally release, with astonishing lethality.

...and entities like the Will of Death, which aggregates tens of thousands of top-tier cultivators, at least those of the Earth Immortal level or above, if they were to self-destruct...the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fang Yu naturally couldn't give it this opportunity.

Otherwise, the Land of Death will be destroyed!

"Master..."

Tong Wu Shuang was still charging forward recklessly, completely disregarding the atmosphere around him.

"Bang!"

But the next second, a terrifying spiritual pressure directly locked her in mid-air, unable to move.

"I'll say it again, whether you accept it or not, your master is already dead." Fang Yu's voice echoed in Tong Wushuang's ears.

Then, Fang Yu raised his right hand's Heavenly Dao Sword.

"Whoosh!"

The blade of the Heavenly Sword blazed with an even fiercer light.

A dazzling golden light, burning like flames, on the blade.

At this moment, the aura released by the Heavenly Dao Sword is very special.

Besides the fundamental power of Heavenly Dao, there's also the aura of the Great Dao Spirit itself!

The power of the Great Dao!

"The time has come."

Fang Yu's eyes were cold, and he slashed upwards suddenly!

"Boom..."

An explosive sword qi, like a giant crescent moon, surged upwards.

The Death Omen's will was still gathering energy, preparing to self-destruct.

Faced with this sword, it remained completely unresponsive.

But even if there were a reaction, it would be useless.

This is far beyond what it can handle.

"Ahhhh..."

The Will of Death let out its final roar.

"Bang!"

The Heavenly Sword Qi surged into the sky, completely severing the will of Death Omen.

Boom boom boom...

A series of explosions shook the air!

Within the body of Death's Will, all breaths were shattered, exploding into nothingness.

During this process, the heavens and earth of the Dead Zone trembled violently.

"".

Heaven and earth were enveloped by dazzling light, while a surge of chaotic magical energy rippled through the air.

Fang Yu retracted the Heavenly Dao Sword and held it before his eyes.

The Heavenly Dao Blade in this moment also has runes glowing on its surface.

The strength is extremely astonishing.

"So the level of form can actually affect the Heavenly Dao Sword... It's much stronger than before." Fang Yu thought to himself.

"Boom"

The sound in the world still continues.

Behind the throng, Tong Wu's face was blank, staring at the dazzling lights above. All his strength seemed to have been drained from him.

Meanwhile, Lin Batten stood still in the air.

The right half of his face, which was still human-like moments ago, was now also consumed by the dark power, taking on a pitch-black hue. flows endlessly.All creatures will disembark at some point, but Fang Yu remains in the river, drifting downstream.Everything Fang Yu knew, people and things alike, were like scenery glimpsed by the r...