Lu Yuan did indeed strike! That move was too vicious, too absolute, too solitary, too strange, too lonely, too fast! That move was too distant, too bizarre, too skewed, too peculiar, too terrifying, too dreadful!

That move, was UN-DE-SCRIB-A-BLE! Like a summer insect unable to speak of ice. This was, in essence, a move UN-DE-SCRIB-A-BLE!

Wang Xuezhe hadn't prepared much for Lu Yuan, believing him to be merely a humble Li Taishi, hardly a match for him. But in that instant, he witnessed Lu Yuan's move. Upon seeing it, he found it indescribable; he had only one reaction: Damn it!

What kind of technique is this! Wang Xuezhe wanted to retreat swiftly, for it was his instinct telling him he couldn't evade this attack. Instinct is instinct, but Wang Xuezhe was a Heavenly Ranking powerhouse, not some common dreamer.

In that split second, Wang Xuezhe couldn't summon any greater defenses; all he could do was flee. He activated the Head-Soaring Grand Method, a supreme secret art of Wang Xuezhe's lineage. This technique offered lightning speed while leaving a colossal head behind at the starting point to block any pursuit.

Relying on this Head-Soaring Grand Method, Wang Xuezhe had escaped countless fatal strikes from powerful enemies. Yet, this was the first time Wang Xuezhe realized his Head-Soaring Grand Method felt somewhat inadequate; for the first time, he lacked confidence in this top-tier escape technique. Bang!

The strike slammed fiercely into Wang Xuezhe's chest. Seventy-two distinct streams of mystic power erupted inside his body, inflicting a significant injury instantly. This ultimate killing sword was itself composed of seventy-two merged swords, meaning that upon impact, seventy-two distinct currents of mystic power were unleashed.

So painful! Wang Xuezhe, a Heavenly Ranking master, hadn't been wounded seriously in years. To be injured by this move from Lu Yuan filled him with shock and rage.

But before shock and rage took hold, survival came first. He continued to circulate the Head-Soaring Grand Method, instantly vanishing to an extreme distance, putting immense space between himself and Lu Yuan. What a pity!

Lu Yuan felt a slight regret. It was a pity he was using the book. If he had been willing to reveal his true identity, drawing his sword now, that single ultimate killing strike could have slain Wang Xuezhe, instead of merely wounding him as it had.

Such was the might of the Ultimate Killing Sword, the strangest and most unique technique among Lu Yuan's many sword arts. While Lu Yuan lamented not finishing off Wang Xuezhe with that one blow—as he had done when slaying the Jade Emperor with this same sword—everyone else present was utterly horrified. Take the Confucian Civilization faction, for instance.

They had long assumed that however strong Li Taishi was, he had limits, and could never stand against fifty Heavenly Ranking figures. Fifty Heavenly Rankers! Those were beings existing on a plane far above them!

Each was a world-shaking, epoch-defining figure! The gap between them and an ordinary Half-Step Civilization Realm expert was unimaginably vast. In their estimation, Li Taishi managing to withstand fifty Heavenly Ranking behemoths for even a few exchanges without falling would have been a monumental achievement.

Yet now, Li Taishi had severely wounded Wang Xuezhe in a single strike. This... Those from the Heavenly Principle Civilization who had been mocking Lu Yuan moments before were instantly silenced, their laughter choked off.

Their reaction mirrored that of the Confucian Civilization: What was happening! A Heavenly Ranking behemoth! How could Li Taishi, no matter how monstrously talented, injure a Heavenly Ranking giant?

This... Wang Xuezhe retreated an incredible distance, his expression utterly grim. Firstly, he was wounded by Lu Yuan just now, and the injury was quite severe.

Secondly, recalling that terrifying, soul-shaking strike, a sense of dread washed over him—how terrifying was that move? Thirdly, as a giant of the Fifty Heavenly Rank, being wounded by a junior had cost him considerable face. If he didn't slay Li Taishi, this loss of face could never be recovered.

Zhu Tianren, being a detached observer, had clearly witnessed the move Lu Yuan unleashed. He immediately passed judgment: that move was supremely absolute, yet it possessed a minor flaw. Had it not been for this small defect, Wang Xuezhe would not be alive now, but dead.

What a terrifying technique; Zhu Tianren was deeply shaken. The Heavenly Ranking giants always viewed those below the World Realm with condescension; even Hua Fa Sheng, hailed as the foremost expert beneath the Fifty Heavenly Rank, was beneath Zhu Tianren's notice. Zhu Tianren analyzed: "Wang Xuezhe, that move has a range limitation; we should avoid getting too close to him, as it loses its effect at a distance.

Furthermore, this technique doesn't seem self-created; it must have been learned from antiquity, carrying a very rigid flaw. If he had created it himself, it wouldn't have such a major vulnerability." Zhu Tianren indeed lived up to his reputation, analyzing everything in an instant, though he misinterpreted the source of the flaw. Wang Xuezhe took a deep breath: "Understood, Zhu Tianren.

When we attack next, we will, but this man is mine to kill. Failing to kill him means this humiliation can never be washed away." Wang Xuezhe felt deeply disgraced by being injured by Lu Yuan's single strike. "No problem, but I get seven parts of the loot," Zhu Tianren stated.

This was a reasonable demand, as Wang Xuezhe was currently injured, making Zhu Tianren the primary executioner. "Additionally, seventy percent of the achievement for slaying this person will count towards my tally in our killing competition." Indeed, the killing competition was ongoing; these two Heavenly Ranking giants swore they would not relent until all members of the Confucian Civilization were eliminated. Although Li Taishi displayed a moment of stunning brilliance, it was just that—a fleeting display.

Merely obtaining an ancient secret technique was hardly enough to withstand the assault of two Heavenly Ranking giants; that was laughable. Over the countless eons, the two Heavenly Ranking giants had witnessed countless dazzling talents, but those geniuses invariably ended up as piles of white bones. Peerless geniuses?

We Heavenly Ranking giants see too many, and have killed too many. They are truly nothing special. Wang Xuezhe instantly unleashed the Myriad Heavenly Heads Grand Technique.

Countless heads circled out, enveloping his opponent. Each head possessed a different ability, and these heads subtly aligned with the cosmic numbers, concealing various intricate killing formations, making the technique unpredictable and bizarre. Wang Xuezhe's most potent Great Head Technique was useless against Lu Yuan, who possessed the character 'Zheng' ().

Otherwise, combining the Great Head Technique with the Myriad Heavenly Heads Grand Technique would have been exponentially more terrifying. However, even without the Great Head Technique's synergy, he activated the Civilization Killing Song! When Lu Yuan ascended to the tenth heaven of the World Realm, the Song of Civilization sounded.

When he reached the Half-Step Civilization Realm, the Song of Civilization sounded again. The Civilization Killing Song is achieved by altering certain elements within the Song of Civilization to generate an immense surge of killing intent—this is the Civilization Killing Song. Moreover, the Civilization Killing Song is the only Civilization-level attack method attainable below the Civilization Realm.

Other Civilization-level offensive methods are clearly insufficient. The nature of the Civilization Killing Song is such that the closer one is to the Civilization Realm, the greater its effect. Since it is a Civilization-level technique, it naturally surpasses normal methods.

Now, as Wang Xuezhe unleashed the Civilization Killing Song, a sky-piercing killing aura emanated within the Song of Civilization, a death-bringing malevolence. Over ninety-nine percent of the Civilization Killing Song was directed at Lu Yuan, but others were merely caught in the collateral. They suffered extreme agony, and a significant number exploded violently.

Furthermore, this technique killed friend and foe alike. Both the Confucian Civilization and Heavenly Principle Civilization members panicked, fleeing for their lives and clearing a wide area around the conflict. Lu Yuan had never endured such an attack.

For a moment, he felt countless surges of killing intent flooding his mind, causing extreme discomfort. At this critical juncture, Lu Yuan immediately invoked the character 'Zheng' (). Instantly, the light from the character flared immensely, providing some relief.

However, the assault of the Civilization Killing Song continued unabated, incessantly bombarding him. What kind of song was this? It didn't just attack the soul; it simultaneously damaged the physical body and mystic power, as if endless bizarre entities within the song sought to annihilate everything.

A flicker of realization dawned in Lu Yuan's heart. This was the weakest form of a Civilization-level attack. Of course, when employed by a Fifty Heavenly Ranking giant, it was even more diminished, but even this weakest-of-the-weak attack pushed him to the brink of agony.

Seeing the effectiveness of the Civilization Killing Song, Zhu Tianren also roared: "I command Heaven and Earth, the World of Blood." The surroundings instantly morphed into a sea of blood. The blood and the myriad heads complemented each other as Zhu Tianren also invoked the Civilization Killing Song. His version was more sinister, more terrifying, and the killing intent was heavier.

Lu Yuan felt as if he were being annihilated by a civilization itself. Zhu Tianren’s deployment immediately demonstrated that his strength was indeed slightly superior to Wang Xuezhe's; his Civilization Killing Song was marginally stronger, indicating he was closer to the threshold of Civilization. As Zhu Tianren's Civilization Killing Song resonated, his Sea of Blood world seemed to dance, undulating continuously.

Wang Xuezhe's Civilization Killing Song made the heads spin even more maniacally. Lu Yuan held the character 'Zheng' aloft, expanding the Immortal Scripture of Rectification to an enormous scale. This was an attack unlike any he had encountered before.

How should he respond? Right, the Civilization Killing Song was clearly derived from the Song of Civilization. He had heard the Song of Civilization, and he had witnessed the Civilization Threshold; could he formulate his own Civilization Killing Song to counter Wang Xuezhe and Zhu Tianren?

While enduring the attacks from these two Civilization giants, Lu Yuan analyzed their Civilization Killing Songs, comparing them against the original Song of Civilization he had heard, attempting to discern the differences and what needed to be altered. Lu Yuan continuously analyzed the two distinct Civilization Killing Songs. In a way, he had to subtly thank Wang Xuezhe and Zhu Tianren; every individual's Civilization Killing Song carried slight variations.

Having two reference points, contrasted against the original Song of Civilization, made it easier to compare and determine the necessary adjustments. With only one reference, true insight would have been harder to attain. While defending against this barrage, Lu Yuan was simultaneously absorbing and comprehending.

Gradually, his own Civilization Killing Song began to take shape. At this moment, a thought struck Lu Yuan: If he managed to slay Wang Xuezhe and Zhu Tianren, would the Civilization Chaos Fragments within their Civilization Discs become his spoils of war?