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Chapter 862 - 389: Sword Severing Canaan, Celestial Collapse and Earth Shattering (Part 2)

He laughed wildly, his fists colliding, the plasma cannon fused with his flesh, transforming into a biological giant cannon growing from his right arm!

Meanwhile, the curse power of the Crimson Witch took the opportunity to entwine, attempting to twist Ye Qingzhou’s mind and will.

Morgana seized the moment to chant a spell, the blood rings on her ten fingers glowing with an eerie red light.

"Crimson Embrace, Blood Boiling!"

Ye Qingzhou suddenly felt his blood flow in reverse, his veins pierced by thousands of red-hot steel needles.

But he merely snorted coldly, as the Yin Yang Dao Principles inscribed with Golden Talisman Secret Texts quietly surged through his Eight Extraordinary Meridians, forcibly suppressing the curse.

"A mere trick."

He raised his hand and grabbed, tearing open a crack in the void, causing Morgana’s curse to rebound back along its original path.

Puff~

Morgana spat a mouthful of black blood, horrified to find her curse backfiring on herself.

The third Golden Martial Saint, Iron Corpse, hurriedly locked onto Ye Qingzhou with his Mechanical Eye, his chest’s blood core pounding wildly.

"Target threat level raised to SSS+, initiating annihilation protocol."

His arms transformed, the left switching to an electromagnetic cannon, the right extending into a three-meter-long super high-temperature plasma blade, with six floating cannon platforms unfolding from behind, unleashing full firepower!

Ta~tatatata~~

Bullets, beams, and missiles rained down like a storm, reducing the entire street to scorched earth.

Ye Qingzhou’s figure flickered, the light saber array of the Sword Feather Celestial Wings automatically intercepting most attacks, but an armor-piercing round grazed his cheek, leaving a scorched mark.

"Interesting."

He suddenly accelerated, chaotic Qi entwining his right fist, punching towards Iron Corpse’s chest blood core!

Boom~

Iron Corpse’s mechanical body dented from the punch, but the blood core erupted with a dazzling red light, absorbing and converting Ye Qingzhou’s Fist Force, countering with a plasma blade slash.

Sizzle~

The Sword Scale Emperor Armor was slashed, a crack appearing, and Ye Qingzhou subtly raised an eyebrow: "A Divine Power Slash, able to hurt me?"

In the instant Ye Qingzhou was distracted, Night Owl’s figure emerged from the shadows, ten poisoned daggers stabbing towards his heart.

"Die."

The Soul-Devouring Poison on the daggers could instantly kill even a Martial Saint, however...

Clang~

Without turning, Ye Qingzhou pointed back, gray-white Sword Qi precisely piercing Night Owl’s forehead!

Ugh~

Night Owl’s body stiffened, but in the next second, the Blood God Origin erupted, his wounds rapidly healing, the poison on the daggers even boiling, transforming into scarlet mist enveloping Ye Qingzhou.

Dead Bone rushed forward laughing madly, his fists entwined with countless grimacing ghost faces.

"Take my punch!"

"Bang!"

This punch landed solidly on Ye Qingzhou’s chest, the wailing of a thousand and more spirits directly assaulting his Divine Spirit,

the defense system of the Celestial Sword Armor blaring in frantic alarm, even the Chaos Core experienced a brief disorder.

Ye Qingzhou grunted, retreating three steps, his eyes finally showing a trace of gravity.

"The Blood God’s origin... truly troublesome..."

The five-member onslaught pushed the battle into a fever pitch, the entire Canaan Sacred City collapsing in the aftermath.

The Blast Knight’s artillery fire evaporated the Central Square into a giant crater, the Crimson Witch’s curse decayed all buildings in the West District to ash, the Battle Fortress’s floating cannons turned the East District into a honeycomb, the Blood Shadow Assassin’s poison mist corroded the Divine Hall of the North District, and Ghost Fist’s wraith assault fractured the spatial structure of the South District.

The five Golden Martial Saints, channeling their Heart Images at full force, even igniting their Blood God Origins within, erupted with unprecedented terrifying momentum.

Five Powers of Mental Imagery shot up like sharp swords, and the sky over Canaan Sacred City shattered.

The entire city twisted and deformed under the collision of Martial Saint Level Mental Imagery, space cracked like fragile glass.

The Golden Dragon curled up in a corner of the ruins, watching helplessly as the laws of reality were rewritten by the will of the five Martial Saints.

First was the Blast Knight Alcade, his Heart Image was called the World Burning Furnace.

Scorching flames turned the entire West District into a boiling sea of molten steel, every droplet of splattered metal transforming into a homing missile, the air replaced by combustive ether particles.

Then, the Crimson Witch Morgana, her Heart Image was named the Curse Corridor, under the blood-red negative energy pollution, the buildings in the East District grew veins and nerves, the ground teeming with billions of curse texts, all who stepped in bore the thousand-year grudges of their family’s bloodline.

The Mechanical Martial Saint was the Battle Fortress Iron Corpse, he transformed himself into Cyber Life, his Heart Image constructed into a Mechanical Divine Kingdom through a quantum brain.

Under the illumination of cyber light, the Gear Fortress in the North District rose to cover the sky, countless electronic products transformed, becoming part of the fortress, and mathematical laws were altered, all attacks automatically calculating optimal trajectories, gaining a guaranteed hit attribute.

Even now, with every breath Ye Qingzhou took, he inhaled nanometer mechanical insects, which tried to destroy his flesh and organs, were it not for the eternal indestructibility of the Primordial Dao Body, he would have long been eroded to a thousand cuts.

The third Martial Saint dispatched by the Golden Council was the Blood Shadow Assassin Night Owl, known as the Executioner of the Dark World, his Heart Image was named the Eternal Night Execution Ground.

The Heart Image enveloping the South District instantly plunged it into absolute darkness, every shadow concealed another Night Owl, those killed would become new executioners.

The last Martial Saint was Ghost Fist Dead Bone, though of the Blood Race, he hid his identity in his youth, traveling to the Land of Chuyun to learn the Killing Fist Technique, ultimately mastering his unique Hundred Ghosts Cry Prison Heart Image.

Amidst a cacophony of ghostly wails, the Central Square of the city cracked open a deep abyss leading to the Netherworld, every strongman killed by Ghost Fist resurrected in skeletal form, retaining their strongest pre-death form, with pain itself manifesting as tangible shackles.

The five Martial Saints, bolstered by Divine Power, plus their home field advantage, were enough to hunt typical Martial Gods.

Unfortunately, they encountered Ye Qingzhou.

The Martial God possessing the Primordial Dao Body, a peerless powerhouse bearing the demeanor of a Great Emperor, naturally could not be judged by conventional standards.

Ye Qingzhou stepped forward, the Chaos Dao Pattern evolved from Yin Yang Power blossoming underfoot. The Celestial Sword Armor resonated with Primordial Divine Power, transforming into a gray-white giant sword shadow spanning heaven and earth.

With a slight raise of his hand, it was the first move of the Infinite Swordsmanship, the Extreme Sword!

The same move, now unleashing an unprecedented grand momentum, the gap between Martial Saint and Martial God, cannot be measured by reason!

The sword light shattered the mathematical laws of the Mechanical Divine Kingdom with one stroke, Iron Corpse’s quantum computer eye exploded into a bloody mist.

The remaining four Golden Martial Saints were terrified beyond measure, among them, only Iron Corpse had the best defense, yet he couldn’t withstand even a single sword from Ye Qingzhou.

The gap was too vast!

But Ye Qingzhou gave them no time to think, the first sword’s momentum not yet exhausted, the second move, Eternal, had quietly taken hold.

The Eternal move transcended the constraints of space and time, the sword edge simultaneously existing in the past, present, and future, piercing through the myriad Night Owls of the Eternal Night Execution Ground with one sword.

Night Owl clutched his throat, kneeling, realizing he had been struck by the sword five minutes ago, the wound bleeding incessantly, vitality dissipating, even the Blood God Power unable to mend it.

"The Path of Yin Yang... Upper-Rank Law..."

In an instant, two of the five Saints fell, the remaining three already understood, Ye Qingzhou had mastered an Upper-Rank Law capable of overwhelming their Blood Dao Principles!

The Blood Dao Principles were but a Lower-Rank Law of the Path of Life, only mingled with parts of the laws of Destruction and Slaughter, they could be unstoppable against ordinary Martial Saint Heart Images.

Alas, facing a powerhouse like Ye Qingzhou who had mastered the Path of Life and Death, it was like showing off one’s meager skill before an expert.

"Run!"

The remaining three Martial Saints, seeing the unfavorable situation, turned to flee.

However, how could Ye Qingzhou give them the opportunity, wielding the third move of the Infinite Swordsmanship, Myriad Transformation, which had never appeared before, finally revealed its sharpness at this moment.

In an instant, sword shadows split into three thousand Dao, freezing the World Burning Furnace into ice, the texts of the Curse Corridor reversed to transcend the dead, the skeletons of the Hundred Ghosts Cry Prison folded their hands in prayer together...