Lu Yuan struck with his sword! This single strike surged toward the Ninth Heaven—the sword aura rushed toward the Ninth Heaven, and the sword body pierced toward the Ninth Heaven.
Nine represents the extreme; the Ninth Heaven is the extreme of the sword. This was the strongest sword strike between Heaven and Earth.
Once the sword was unleashed, only the sword remained in existence between Heaven and Earth. This strike was Sword Fifteen, what Lu Yuan had previously considered the ultimate sword.
It had been forged during his passage through the Star Domain Gate, and now, it was finally unleashed. As this sword was delivered, the Lords of the Immortal Ancient, Buddhist Ancient, and Undying Civilizations all trembled involuntarily.
All three simultaneously sensed the immense power contained within this single strike. Lu Yuan’s sword held the potential to obliterate all epochs, shatter the Great Wilderness, annihilate everything utterly, and leave no trace of rebirth across ten thousand tribulations.
That Lu Yuan could unleash such a powerful sword—this was the strongest sword strike since the very beginning of the Way of the Sword. Therefore, the battle currently unfolding in the Eternal Heavenly Palace was undoubtedly the strongest battle of this epoch, no, of countless epochs.
This battle had surpassed everything. But that was fitting—the strongest battle was being fought at the highest possible plane.
Boom! The saber and the sword collided; the Eternal Saber clashed against the Divine Sword Nurturing My Being.
Countless streams of Yuan Qi exploded at that instant, yet strangely, the surrounding areas remained completely untouched. But the more bizarre this phenomenon, the more it demonstrated the terrifying might of the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity; even while exchanging blows, he maintained such precise control that destruction was averted in the vicinity.
Lu Yuan was sent flying a thousand zhang away—and this was from just one sword strike! Yet, after Lu Yuan was repelled, the Lords of all Civilizations couldn't help but secretly praise him.
Worthy of Lu Yuan; to only fly a thousand zhang after taking a direct blow from the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity was no small feat. Evidently, in the eyes of all present, merely enduring a frontal assault from the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity and being pushed back only a thousand zhang was an immense honor.
The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity laughed heartily, “Lu Yuan, well done, very well done. To withstand my blow head-on and only retreat a thousand zhang, you have indeed completely surpassed Ancestral Dragon.
Now, let’s see how many strikes you can endure.” The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity swung his long saber and brought it crashing down toward Lu Yuan—another strike refined to the peak of miraculous artistry, the peak of dominance, the peak of supreme power. Every casual move he now unleashed carried infinite divine prowess.
He too possessed the limit of martial techniques. He possessed a full one hundred and fifty limits on martial techniques—an astonishing number, obtained only after acquiring the Gate of Eternity.
“Lu Yuan, you claim two hundred and fifty-two limits on martial techniques—bring them forth!” The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity roared with laughter, feeling boundless exhilaration. Lu Yuan, under the relentless onslaught of the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity, also revealed his limits on martial techniques—not two hundred and fifty-two, but three hundred.
This mastery was gained after obtaining the Dao Character True Body; the Dao Character contains all laws of heaven and earth. And the limit of martial techniques is one form of Law.
Thus, Lu Yuan had elevated his limits on martial techniques to this level. Three hundred limits on martial techniques!
Has Lu Yuan’s limit truly no boundary? This is nearly ten times that of a standard Civilization Lord—is this not too exaggerated?
The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity’s eyes clearly lit up: “Not bad, not bad. Lu Yuan, you’ve brought something worthwhile.
To possess three hundred limits on martial techniques, surpassing even last time. This battle will be truly satisfying for me.” Despite unleashing three hundred limits on martial techniques, Lu Yuan remained at a disadvantage against the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity, the Eternal Lord of twenty epochs.
Three strikes! Five strikes!
Ten strikes! Fifteen strikes!
They exchanged blow after blow, each one earth-shattering. During the exchange, the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity continued to laugh loudly, “Lu Yuan, not bad.
Not only have your technique limits reached the astonishing three hundred, but the quality of your spiritual power is also so high. Your Eternal Essence must be approaching seventy or eighty percent, I suspect.
I have sealed the Eternal Lord within my body; without my permission, no one can utilize the Gate of Eternity to refine their spiritual power. Yet, you actually managed to strengthen your innate power.
Truly rare, truly spectacular! How did you achieve this?
You are entirely a vessel of miracles, but alas, such a miracle is destined to be crushed by me today.” When the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity spoke these words, all the other Civilization Lords realized that Lu Yuan had indeed boosted his Eternal Essence to seventy or eighty percent—this was astonishing. A typical Civilization Lord might only reach twenty or thirty percent; even the Lord of the Undying Civilization, with the aid of the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity, had only managed to raise his Eternal Essence to fifty-five percent.
But Lu Yuan possessed seventy to eighty percent strength in his Eternal Essence—how did he accomplish this? He was truly the Son of Miracles.
Twenty strikes! Thirty strikes!
At this juncture, Lu Yuan was forced to activate his Dao Character True Body. The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity showed a slight surprise: “Oh?
You actually possess the Dao Character True Body as well? This truly surprises me.
I failed to capture the Dao Character True Body back then; I never expected it to fall into your hands. Hahahaha, Lu Yuan, you keep giving me too many surprises!” His attacks remained like a torrential storm of lightning.
Those nearby were also startled; Lu Yuan possessed the Dao Character True Body—how incredible, a true Son of Miracles! Forty strikes!
Fifty strikes! Lu Yuan continued to defend.
In truth, at this very moment, all the Civilization Lords, Deputy Civilization Lords, and everyone in the Eternal Heavenly Palace was stunned. Lu Yuan was too powerful; to withstand so many strikes against the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity was unbelievable.
Ancestral Dragon had been defeated after only forty moves back then, and the current Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity seemed even stronger than he was then, yet Lu Yuan was still holding on. Sixty strikes!
Seventy strikes! Lu Yuan still resisted.
And the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity laughed heartily, “Lu Yuan, oh Lu Yuan, excellent, excellent. Seventy strikes, and you can still hold on.
You are the character who has endured the most moves since I became the Eternal Lord. The Lord of the Instant Civilization was defeated in twenty-five moves.
Ancestral Dragon was far stronger than the Lord of the Instant Civilization; he withstood forty moves. You, however, have withstood seventy moves.
Impressive, impressive, you are so strong that even I am shocked. Slaying you will be the most exhilarating battle of my countless epochs.
One can imagine that even three thousand epochs from now, such a powerful being as you will likely not be born.” “However, you must eventually die. Let me fully savor this ultimate contest.” The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity did not relax his power in any single move; every attack was his strongest offensive gambit.
He intended to use his utmost strength for this most satisfying battle, for he knew that even three thousand epochs hence, he might not find anyone as strong as Lu Yuan. And Lu Yuan, at this moment, was seething with suppressed fury!
How could Lu Yuan not be furious? Before the battle began, he had deployed every ounce of his strength: three hundred limits on martial techniques, spiritual power nearly equivalent to seventy or eighty percent of the Eternal Essence, the Nine Great Iron Laws, the Six Portions of the Fate Iron Law, the Dao Character True Body—everything had been brought forth.
Yet, despite all this, he was still at an absolute disadvantage, being relentlessly suppressed by the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity. This was the first time in his life he felt such intense, bottled-up rage; the first time since his return after five hundred years that he felt such profound dissatisfaction.
But no matter how infuriated he was, he had to fight. Because he absolutely had to stand his ground!
To protect himself, to protect his relatives, to protect his lover, to protect his friends, to protect his lineage, to protect the trillions upon trillions of beings governed under the tyrannical rule of the Ancient Wilderness Dynasty, to protect all people under heaven—he had to fight. He absolutely could not lose!
This was his conviction. The Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity attacked with booming might, every saber stroke exhausting the supreme dominance of Heaven and Earth: “Lu Yuan, you are protecting all people under heaven; your conviction to protect is strong, but have these people ever protected you?” Lu Yuan sneered, “Ancient Wilderness Baldy, you still try to shake my mind.” “Fighting alone, and yet you still dare to be stubborn,” the Lord of the Ancient Wilderness and Eternity scoffed.
“You are cornered, so die for me.” He unleashed another strike—this was the seventy-first blow. “Who said Lu Yuan is fighting alone?” A voice suddenly rang out from the East.
At some unknown point, a middle-aged man in flowing robes had appeared in the East. This man seemed to embody the profound mysteries of all magical arts; he was precisely the Lord of the Law Ancient Civilization.
“Since Lu Yuan is undertaking the final battle, we certainly won’t stand idly by.” A large man carrying a box stood right there—this was the Lord of the Martial Ancient Civilization from the eighteenth epoch. “If there is trouble, we naturally face it together.” Chang’e, who had received the transmission of power from the Lord of the Instant Civilization, appeared in the southwest corner, sitting atop a laurel tree, gently swinging her two snow-white feet.
“Hmph, they’ve all arrived, have they?” The proud, snow-white robed middle-aged man, whose spirit was as high as the heavens and whose sword aura was like the sky, stood with his hands behind his back—Yan Cangtian had arrived, and his current power had astonishingly reached the level of the eighteenth epoch. “Naturally, I must be counted among you.” This was the Lord of the Phoenix Ancient Civilization from the eighteenth epoch.
The Lord of the Phoenix Ancient Civilization simply standing there exuded an aura of a matriarch governing the world. “Such a fierce battle—it would be wrong of me not to come.” A middle-aged man of supreme majesty had already taken his place above the void.
This majestic man possessed a strangely magnificent appearance, his head like a dragon, his entire body exuding the aura of a dragon, the aura of an ancestor. Lu Yuan recognized him almost instantly—it was Ancestral Dragon.
These were the strongest experts of the current rebel faction. The Lord of the Law Ancient Civilization of the eighteenth epoch, the Lord of the Martial Ancient Civilization of the eighteenth epoch, Chang’e of the nineteenth epoch, Yan Cangtian of the eighteenth epoch, the Lord of the Phoenix Ancient Civilization of the eighteenth epoch, and Ancestral Dragon of the nineteenth epoch—they had all come.
They had come to support Lu Yuan, absolutely refusing to let him fight alone. This final battle, which concerned the fate of all heavens, saw them appear simultaneously.
“Let us fight together; let us guard Heaven and Earth as one.” The Lord of the Law Ancient Civilization, the Lord of the Martial Ancient Civilization, Chang’e, Yan Cangtian, the Lord of the Phoenix Ancient Civilization, Ancestral Dragon, and Lu Yuan—seven figures exchanged knowing smiles, their fourteen hands clasping together. Yes, perhaps they would die in this battle, but so what?
In this final confrontation, they would face life and death together. (Ugh, the final battle is underway.
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