Al Zhongguang’s Vital Energy injected into the Withering Sword which exploded out.
The streak of Time expanded by close to ten times as it turned into many streams in the World River, charging and flowing toward the Dragon Shadow.
Beside Zhongguang, Xuanwei took out a small clock that flew into the sky as it ticked. When the sky darkened, the surrounding time was locked down.
“Time Technique, Withering, Fixed Eon Clock, so that was it!”
Looking at the situation, his lips curled and he felt a sense of enlightenment.
Since they were using these two items, then this Old Man Dragon Shadow and the Sword Saint of the past had no chance of surviving.
Opposite him, Daoling Sect’s Fenghua scoffed, his gaze was totally cold.
Since they knew that Dragon Shadow would personally descend on this area, then how could Daoling Vast Habitat not have a plan to deal with him?
Time and Withering, they both required a lot of effort and used up a lot of resources…
A Withering Sword, along with all the energy and potential that Zhongguang released through suffering heavy injuries to activate and buff the time, how was Dragon Shadow going to deal with it?
This person was Zong Shou’s Master and was extremely strong with the sword. One could see how talented he was since he was able to create a Grade-10 Saint Spirit Level Sword Technique like the Nine Dragon Shadow Sword.
Unfortunately, he had already been stuck in the Saint Realm for 10,000 years. He only had 30 years of lifespan left. With this Time Technique striking him, even if he was extremely strong in the sword, his abilities unrivaled, there was nothing he could do about it.
He was most probably going to die here this time.
He spent most of his focus on the Cloud World.
As long as Dragon Shadow died, Zong Shou would pay for the death of Old Man Potian.
The Beautiful Skull Demon from Yuanshi Demon Sect was laughing in a satisfied manner. She was really excited.
The destruction of a Saint, that was something one might not even manage to see in 10,000 years.
Xueyi licked his lips once more as his eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty intent.
He looked toward Dragon Shadow like he was looking at food.
Out of all of them, only Wen Xu’s expression was extremely complicated. He looked at Zhongguang mercifully, but also with pity.
Aokun was also laughing, his laughter was extremely evil and weird.
The people there didn’t know what he meant and were just felt totally confused. Moments later, everyone turned their attention back onto Dragon Shadow.
Even if the Time River had charged right in front of him, his expression didn’t change much.
He just started smiling and then he reached out with his right hand.
With a flick of a finger, there was a series of Spiritual Energy explosion noises. The Time River was actually forcefully retracted into a single point by some power. It returned to its source, most of it transforming back into Spiritual Energy and Essence Energy.
The metallic shrapnel gathered together and reconstructed itself. In just a moment, a long sword appeared in Dragon Shadow’s hand.
It was white and long like before, there was nothing different and there were no changes. The sword body was smooth and shiny. One couldn’t see any signs of this sword having exploded before.
“What a good Withering Sword!”
Dragon Shadow held it in his hands and looked closely before he praised. Then, he asked curiously, “Was this made for Wu Xu? It is most probably personally crafted by the Qingxuan Taoist Lord right?”
When this question was asked, no one gave a reply. The entire World River was quiet as death.
Everyone here including Zhongguang who slashed out was startled. They all looked at the scenes ahead of them with their mouths agape.
They all had the same thought in their minds.
How did this happen?
This Time Sword, the full blow of Saint Realm Essence Energy exploding out. How did Old Man Dragon Shadow receive it so easily?
The Withering Sword which had obviously been broken apart was reforged in an instance. It looked as perfect as before with no damage at all. What kind of joke was that?
Silent for a moment, Zhongguang comprehended something, only feeling his mouth tasting something bitter. He asked, “Have you reached the End Realm?”
“What do you think?”
Dragon Shadow laughed as a wave-like Spiritual Energy surged back, injecting into the Withering Sword. His face was extremely calm, “I have some relationship with the Qingxuan Taoist Lord, normally speaking I should treat him with kindness. However, that person wants to target my disciple, trying to kill him every day, using all sorts of methods. If I don’t do anything, people will laugh at me for being useless! Time Withering, scoff! Do you all want to claim my life? To bully me for not having enough lifespan? Then, I have no choice but to fight back…”
He thought about it for a moment before he made his mind up, “How about this! You all slashed me with a sword and I will return one to you. If you can take it, then I will let you live, in case others say that I am bullying the weak and being unreasonable!”
His voice was gentle, however, when the people here heard this, their faces were covered in cold sweat.
Everyone found it hard to breathe.
Zhongguang’s face was drained of blood.
To take one sword from an End Realm expert? He didn’t have the Sword Technique level that Dragon Shadow had then…
Huayun’s face was also ashen white, his heart sinking to the bottom of his chest.
He wanted to open his mouth to speak but he wasn’t able to make a sound. He knew that even if he spoke up to ask for mercy it was useless.
The few of them contemplated deeply and knew that they were most probably going to be killed by this old man.
To let him show mercy to them, was that a joke? It would be just a dream…
How could the prestige and honor of an End Realm Expert be easily trifled with?
However, could they just watch on and see Zhongguang die? They wanted to stop, but then they saw Aokun’s ice-cold gaze look over. Their hearts felt cold. Huayun grabbed Longxuan’s ice-cold hand in his palm. Usually it could warm up his heart, but at this moment he was terrified and wanted to let it go.
In the next instant, Dragon Shadow had casually tossed out the Withering Sword, the white silver glow waved, formless and shapeless as it pierced through the void. The Sword Light scattered as it charged toward Zhongguang.
Zhongguang’s pupils constricted and he shouted out in fury. He was like a fully drawn open bow, shooting into retreat. The space in front of him twisted as dozens of Spiritual Talismans were activated.
The Spiritual Patterns on them had some aura that was related to the Dragon Race. It was close to the source of the Grand Path, the source of the Universe.
It exploded out, causing the white Sword Light to stop slightly. Then, he placed several Celestial Artifacts in front of his body.
However, the silver-white Sword Light pierced through all of them like a hot knife through butter.
With a crisp clang, the Withering Sword was stopped.
The sword body and the shield that Zhongguang used to block it both cracked apart.
However, before the people here had time to heave a sigh of relief, they saw that the Withering Sword had turned into a Time River and continued to surge forward.
However, it was much stronger than the Time Power that Zhongguang had activated previously.
Zhongguang’s eyes were as dead as ash as he tried his best to block, but he was only able to dissipate 10% of the white energy.
His body once again fixed in mid-air, his eyes looking toward Dragon Shadow with despair and grievance.
The green Taoist attire he was wearing was torn apart, piece by piece.
Wen Xu looked on, he sighed as he shook his head.
He knew that Zhongguang looked perfectly fine, but actually his lifespan was totally destroyed.
The fact that his dress had been torn apart showed that he had entered the Five Stages of Collapse:
Shirt tearing apart and being destroyed, hair on head withering, sweating out all liquids, body turning extremely foul and feeling extremely annoyed with life.
When a Cultivator reached the Saint Realm, his body wouldn’t be touched by a speck of dust, no dirt could fall on him. The fact that his shirt was covered in dust and breaking down was due to a loss of strength, being unable to protect his body.
This place was within the World River and there was no dirt or dust. The sword caused the void to shake which resulted in Zhongguang’s shirt being destroyed.
In such a state, he probably only had an hour to live…
Close to 2,000 years of lifespan was sliced away with one sword from Dragon Shadow.
The power of the End Realm was actually so strong!
Huayun, Longxuan, and Xuanwei obviously knew what was happening to Zhongguang, their expressions fluctuated and turned dark.
The World River was still totally silent.
However, moments later, Tailing Qiuhua smiled as he opened his mouth, “Qiuhua congratulates Saint Dragon Shadow for enjoying infinite life, never to be destroyed! Speaking of which, my Tailing Sect doesn’t have much deep hate for your disciple. Today, I have considered the true matter and found that it is really inappropriate. Why don’t we end it as such? Once Qiuhua returns to Tailing Sect, we will give a huge gift to congratulate you for your breakthrough!”
When he said these words, the people around all looked over with weird expressions.
Especially Huayun and Longxuan whose eyes were filled with rage as they stared over.
This person was really shameless!
Qiuyun didn’t bother at all, after saying this, he looked at Dragon Shadow’s expression. Seeing that he wasn’t unhappy and didn’t say anything, he relaxed.
He bowed once more before tearing open the space pillar and stepping in.
He wasn’t willing to remain here any longer.
After that person left, the Beautiful Skull Demon’s eyes turned, she didn’t dare to misbehave in front of Dragon Shadow. Her expression was solemn, “Beautiful Skull Demon greets Saint! My words before were inappropriate, if I offended you please forgive me! My Yuanshi Demon Sect and your disciple have some history together, but thinking about it, it can be solved. Mi Tuoluo provoked him first so it is our fault. If I can live, my Yuanshi Demon Sect will compensate Gantian Mountain for all losses and we will also present a huge gift to congratulate you for your advancement!”
Dragon Shadow smiled and waved his hand. He couldn’t be bothered with this person.
She heaved a sigh of relief, flashing away without hesitation into a Spiritual River. Her body flashed, she was much quicker than Qiuyun.
In the blink of an eye, only Fengyun was left out of the three God Realm Experts. He was decisive and also bowed, “Congratulations Saint for being able to live a long life! What happened today was because I am unwise and misguided by people. If Saint is willing to show mercy and let me leave safely, my Daoling Sect will pay you back enormously!”
This time his eyes constricted, a sharp glow flashing within.
“So you want matters to end just like that? Your Sect’s Old Man Potian did because of my disciple…”
Fengyun felt his heart turn cold as he sighed. How could he demand anything at this point? Was he asking for death?
