NOVEL NEXT Chapter 607: Mad Taoist's Deathly Dilemma
"Heavenly Burning Spear!" An elder's face turned pale: "To think Daxia still has someone of this level!"
"Master, what... what level is this?" asked a disciple beside him.
"With a single thought, ten thousand spears come into existence from nothing, and with one move, several hundred in the Enlightenment Realm are reduced to ashes. This is the Gun World! Comparable to the Sword World!" the elder said. "Anyone who reaches the Gun World is at the end of the Enlightenment Realm, just one step away from Holding the Way."
Another elder said, "At present, this side of the Heavenly Dao has not truly aligned with the Ancient Wilderness, so Holding the Way cannot emerge under this Heavenly Dao. Hence, this person's combat power is the ceiling. With such a guardian in Daxia, we absolutely cannot invade."
"No matter, we have the peaks of the Enlightenment Rules behind us, which should not be below this person! Look..."
With a whoosh, darkness suddenly enveloped the area behind them.
The clear blue sky turned into night in an instant.
Over the South Sea, the Mad Taoist coldly stared at the darkness sweeping across the sea.
At this moment, countless people below felt as if heaven and earth were a rug, and themselves, mere ants.
Even the giants of the Kun Cang Enlightenment Realm felt the same.
An overwhelming pressure came from both sides.
Behind was the Daxia sky, clear and boundless.
In front was the foreign sky, dark and deep.
This was the true battle of two giants...
"Blood Heavenly King, the Mad Taoist has appeared!" In the command room, there was actually a hint of excitement on Lin Weiyang's face.
The Blood Trace King's face was as calm as water.
"Blood Heavenly King, no need to worry. At present, this Heavenly Dao cannot accommodate the State of 'Holding.' Below that state, the Mad Taoist's strength is unrivaled. With him here, no matter how great the crisis today, it will pass."
This was Lin Weiyang's vision.
However, within the Blood Trace King came a sigh of helplessness.
Only he knew, the Mad Taoist... cannot really be relied upon.
When Lin Xiaosu left, he specifically instructed him.
The Mad Taoist only has two chances to make a move.
Just now, to resolve an unprecedented crisis, he already made one move.
This time, the move is both an execution and a deterrent.
If the opposing camp does not have experts of the same level, indeed, he could use deterrence to stop the fight, exchanging this precious chance to make a move for short-term peace.
However, man proposes, but God disposes. The opposing camp happens to have someone of the same level who does not fear him, which is a big problem.
In battles of this level, conventional weapons really have no place. How to solve this tricky problem?
He must admit he is not Lin Xiaosu.
He cannot solve such problems.
His battlefield prowess is only on the ground, not high in the sky...
Suddenly, a blade light rose from that desolate island.
With a flash of blade light, a figure appeared beside the Mad Taoist.
It was a tall figure shouldering a giant blade.
The Sect Master of the Mad Blade Sect, Mad Blade!
A schadenfreude smile appeared on Mad Blade's face: "Haha, old Taoist thief, show me all your skills, let me see if I'm truly wronged to fall at your hands."
A whisper from the Mad Taoist seeped into Mad Blade's ear:
"I only have one chance left to make a move. With this strike, I will die!"
Mad Blade's eyes suddenly widened: "Again with that damned Law of Cause and Effect?"
"Yes! This is my own cause and effect!" the Mad Taoist said: "Do you still want me to show all my skills now?"
"No way!" Mad Blade shouted: "I'll do it for you!"
He suddenly raised his blade and sliced, splitting the southern sky in two.
Mad Blade was clear-headed at the critical moment.
The Mad Taoist, this bastard, put a "Cause and Effect Hundred Years Lock" on him. If the Mad Taoist gets hurt, he gets hurt too; if the Mad Taoist dies, he also has to die.
At the time of setting this lock, Mad Blade had already changed his sect's protocol.
When there was no choice, the sect collectively turned west, going from being the first invaders of Daxia to countering the Ancient Wilderness invaders.
Although he felt frustrated, he did not get too carried away.
Only because the Cause and Effect Hundred Years Lock had the term 'hundred years.'
A mere hundred years is like a blink of an eye to people of their level; for now, you have the upper hand, but watch how I settle with you in a hundred years.
However, a new situation arose now.
The Mad Taoist himself also had cause and effect.
If he makes one more move, he will die.
Things got terribly complicated.
Thus, Mad Blade once again pivoted, going from simply carrying his big blade and watching the Mad Taoist's performance to standing firm for himself!
He had to act; if he didn't and the Mad Taoist died, he would still have to die.
In this instant, Mad Blade internally cursed the Mad Taoist's ancestors into oblivion, yet despite his curses, the fight must go on!
Moreover, indications showed that from now on, for any battles that the Mad Taoist needs to fight, he would likely have to step in...
Mad Blade is the extreme of the Enlightenment Realm!
What is the extreme of the Enlightenment Realm?
Standing at the end of the Enlightenment Rules, with no Holding the Way, I am the Heavenly kind.
The sharp blade sliced all the way, cutting through the southern vast clouds and revealing an old man entirely cloaked in darkness.
The old man swung his hand, enveloping Mad Blade layer upon layer with clouds as if using a rug, while Mad Blade swung his blade, causing streaks of blade light to shine through the clouds, as if the two were in close combat even though they were hundreds of miles apart.
As they engaged, the cultivators behind simultaneously crossed the boundary.
Mad Blade swung a horizontal slash, emptying several dozen in the Enlightenment Realm, yet dark glimmers came from behind, and Mad Blade shouted into the Secret Realm, "Mad Blade Sect, out!"
Whiz!
Countless Mad Blade Sect cultivators flew out from the once nuclear-forbidden zone.
Headed towards the sky.
The remaining dozen or so in the Kun Cang Enlightenment Realm breathed a huge sigh of relief.
At this moment, the distant horizon suddenly brightened as if three doors opened simultaneously.
Once the doors opened, the energy of the Milky Way of Nine Heavens poured in.
The Mad Taoist's eyes shone brilliantly.
Another master of the Enlightenment Rules!
Three people at once!
Today...
I'm afraid we really have to take that step!
Mad Blade strikes with one slash, repelling the super giant who practices Dark Rule, and shouts: "Old Taoist, you must not take action!"
Mad Taoist's eyes are filled with madness: "You alone can't win!"
Mad Blade strikes again, filling the sky with the light of his blade, his eyes blood-red: "Better to lose alone than for us both to die! Damn Taoist, Master, Brother, Ancestor... I beg you, hold on, hold on..."
Swoosh, the second figure flies over, and Mad Blade rises into the sky.
Boom!
The third and fourth figures arrive simultaneously on the fleet.
Two pairs of massive feet stomp down!
Mad Taoist takes a deep breath...
Mad Blade's heart and mind are shattered...
Suddenly, Mad Taoist's whole body swells, transforming into a Thousand Feet Dharma Body, bending over to protect the fleet beneath him.
At the last moment, he restrained himself, did not strike, but used the Dharma Body to shield the fleet below...
Boom!
Two massive feet land on his back, and Mad Taoist spits out a mouthful of fresh blood, staining the South Sea red.
In the fleet below him, the scar on Blood Trace's forehead glows brightly with blood light.
His eyes are also filled with blood light.
The South Sea defense line has been breached!
The calamity that shakes the heavens has finally arrived.
Daxia's last hope of civilization could not withstand this disaster...
"From now on, every inch of mountain and river will be stained with blood, ten billion sons will become ten billion soldiers!" Blood Trace roars: "We will fight to the last drop of blood, to ease the burden on our homeland as much as possible... Starting now, no need for orders, kill freely!"
The missiles of the fleet are launched in unison!
Rockets cover the sky behind them!
Further back, gigantic warplanes sweep across the heavens, countless drones pour down, and even further back, countless warriors stand tall...
A hundred enemy warships are reduced to ashes.
A hundred enemy warplanes, smoking, crash into the South Sea.
However, a large number of cultivators are still stepping over the sea, those who can cross the sea are all at least Observing Heaven level, or possess superpowers, and beneath the sea, there's an even larger number of cultivators, in the sky, more and more of the Enlightenment Realm appear.
The warships expend all their close-defense ammunition and finally face the most brutal melee.
Warriors leap into the air to meet the foreign masters.
Their skills pale in comparison to these master cultivators, but as soon as they get close, they detonate the high-explosive bombs on themselves, making the battle extremely fierce.
The more the foreign cultivators fight, the more frightened they become. Why do all these people fight to the death?
Blood Trace walks on the sea, transforming into nine shadows, killing thirteen people in succession, until finally, he's struck down into the sea by a palm from above.
The sky has descended into complete chaos as well. Yin Jiuyou moves, putting on a Taoist robe, once donned, his entire demeanor changes. Nine Yin Jiuyous appear on the battlefield at once, each with a different expression—some sorrowful, some joyful, some angry, some kind...
The only commonality is that they all strike skillfully.
With one move, he kills nine in the Enlightenment Realm.
This miraculous skill causes Li Chushui's eyes to shine: "Master Yin, is this the 'Taoist Corpse Borrowing Technique'..."
Swish!
A Yin Jiuyou suddenly appears in front of her, reaches out, and grabs Li Chushui's throat.
Li Chushui is startled: "Master Yin, it's me!"
Yin Jiuyou grins: "Ah, it's you, I thought it was that Lin kid, if it's you, never mind..." He waves her a hundred feet away.
Her mind is in chaos.
Yin Jiuyou has gone mad with this Taoist Corpse Robe.
But then, who hasn't?
The defense line has effectively been breached.
No matter how tenacious the battle on the surface is, it doesn't change a fundamental fact: the real masters have long crossed the border.
And the continuous influx of invaders will continue.
Maybe Blood Trace is right, from now on, every inch of mountain and river will be stained with blood, ten billion sons will become ten billion soldiers! Daxia Country has never allowed foreign invasions, even if the enemy enters the territory, to advance even one foot, they must pay with their lives!
The first to be affected is Island 101. This island is the Qianlong Base, located in the South Sea.
Night falls.
Suddenly, an alarm resounds throughout the island.
Xinyue, sitting in the alert room, springs up, and when she looks up, she sees countless missiles shooting from the island, streaking across the sky.
Rumble...
The sky lights up.
Above the sky, warplanes dive down!
One after another, they are blown up by anti-aircraft missiles!
At first, Xinyue didn't take it too seriously, because in modern warfare, Daxia fears no one.
However, suddenly a massive submarine emerges from the sea.
On the submarine, countless dark figures approach the sea.
The sky attack was just a feint; the real attack comes from the cultivators aboard the submarine.
Once these cultivators get within range of modern advanced weapons, they have every advantage.
Xinyue steps forward, her figure suddenly blurs.
At the instant the 101 close-defense alert sounds.
Her blade has already killed an Observing Heaven!
She herself is not as strong as Observing Heaven, but with her Invisibility Technique and modern close-combat methods, she managed to kill one in the first moment.
However, this was only catching the opponent off guard.
Soon, another Observing Heaven targets her, a sword comes from the west, and she fails to use Instantaneous Movement in time, her left arm is cut with a long gash.
Xinyue is driven mad in the first instant.