Chapter 306 Ultimate Fusion
The afterglow of the setting sun gradually fell in the distant sky, and the blood-red clouds were like a fire dragon across the sky, illuminating the broken earth like the abyss of hell.

On the battlefield, gunpowder smoke and evil spirits entangled in the air, like a twisting evil beast, silently devouring every ray of light.

On the broken walls in the distance, a group of monsters were roaring softly, as if frightened by an invisible fear. They dared not attack again and only wandered around.

Li Qingyun half stood in the dust and iron filings, with the tip of the knife embedded in the ground. He raised his face slightly and stared at the half-collapsed high-altitude crack.

As the purple lightning flashed, his expression seemed to carry an aloof and unapproachable arrogance, but there was also a lot of residual exhaustion.

However, such tiredness did not make him lose his momentum. Instead, he was more like a flame on the verge of its limit, whistling and whirling in the wind, about to burst into the most dazzling flames.

He could already feel the “silence” churning and stirring in his body to the extreme, and the seal was crumbling. It seemed that if he swung his sword again, it would turn into the most violent storm. No matter whether it was destruction or rebirth, it would be frozen in this moment.

A desolate wind blew, carrying a thick smell of blood, towards the remnants of the Song camp.

He Xiangu, Mu Guiying and a few surviving soldiers were guarding not far away. They saw faint gray ripples floating around Li Qingyun, entangled and confronting with the golden and white spiritual light.

One only had to look at the half of his robe that was already torn and covered in bloodstains, with grey and black lines crawling up the side of his neck, to know that his seal had reached its limit.

If it erupts again, the will of “Silence” may burst out at any time and completely devour him.

But at this moment, there was a strange and fearless calmness in Li Qingyun’s eyes.

He seemed to have made some kind of decision and slowly pulled out the knife that was buried deep in the ground. The golden light emanating from the blade was even brighter than before.

There was also a gray mist entangled and confronted with it, emitting an evil spirit aura that was almost like that of a chaotic god.

At the moment when the knife and the fog merged, a sharp whistle seemed to be heard between heaven and earth. The light of the sun and the moon flickered in the dark clouds, like the collision of yin and yang, and the world trembled.

In the endless dust, he first let out a cold shout, like a forerunner of an order, causing all the forces connected to his body and mind to vibrate in unison.

The next moment, an indescribable darkness rushed out from his chest, and the gray mist split into several strands, like greedy tentacles that grasped the blade’s light, trying to devour him, but unable to tear it apart on the spot.

This is exactly the struggle of “Ji” to grasp the crack in the seal, and it is also the shadow that he wants to fit into or occupy in the deepest part of his soul.

The scene strangely formed a half-human and half-illusory scene, which made everyone present gasp, fearing that Li Qingyun would lose control.

But Li Qingyun did not wail or surrender.

He suddenly roared, and crushed a rock next to him that was blackened by the energy of the Outer God. He then unleashed a terrifying blade force and confronted the gray fog head-on.

This time it was not a simple resistance, but a fusion-like movement that pulled the gray fog to the core of the sword light, allowing the golden and white sword energy and the dark essence to entangle with each other.

In the eyes of outsiders, it seems that he is madly embracing the devilish energy, but one can feel that there are two forces colliding violently inside. If he is not careful in the slightest, it will be enough to destroy the world.

The wind blew on the battlefield, and lightning and thunder appeared out of nowhere, as if the gods and demons were roaring in anger.

The Lord of the Underworld was standing far outside the crack. Seeing this scene, his expression suddenly became stern and he did not dare to rush in rashly. It was as if he sensed that a power more terrifying than that of the foreign gods was about to take shape in Li Qingyun.

The gods of Yuxu Palace were hiding in the ruins, and they also showed expressions of extreme shock: Could it be that Li Qingyun was going to merge with the sealed “Ji”?

Time seemed to slow down at this moment, with only the flying ashes rolling in the wind.

The seal in Li Qingyun’s body should have been broken, but he went against the trend and controlled the surging undercurrent with his supreme sword heart, forcing “Silence” into the blade to compete with it.

His face showed pain and he was coughing up blood, but his expression was resolute and showed no regrets.

“Since we can’t completely isolate them, let’s just fight on the blade and see who wins.”

Gray fog swept in one after another, forming a vortex around him, mixed with sharp whispers.

But the blade’s light was as blazing as the sun breaking through the clouds, blending with them to form some kind of bizarre symphony of light and shadow.

Half of it is dazzlingly golden and white, and the other half is dark and strange, making all the onlookers’ hair stand on end.

Some people even knelt on the ground in fear, fearing the collision of this indescribable force.

At first, the darkness was like a scarlet poisonous snake, constantly tearing at the sword energy, trying to annihilate it.

The sword energy also fought back, cutting off countless gray fog tentacles.

However, Li Qingyun’s soul will was stronger than before. He held the hilt of the knife tightly, confining the two in a small range, making it impossible for them to destroy each other or to separate completely. They could only keep pulling and fighting.

As time passed, he felt the darkness being gradually melted by the scorching heat of the blade, and the blade light also penetrated the darkness, transforming into unprecedented great power.

Dark clouds rolled and the sword light trembled.

Li Qingyun faced the strong wind, with half of his face covered by golden light and the other half surrounded by gray shadows.

Everyone was horrified, yet excited.

He was not destroyed, but seemed to be undergoing an incredible “fusion”.

Thunder rumbled in the air, as if witnessing a ceremony that defied the laws of nature.

The roar of “Silence” echoed harshly in the depths of his soul, scolding him for betraying Chaos.

But Li Qingyun responded coldly:
“I don’t want to become a demon, but I will never give up on people’s hearts. If you want to unite, then follow my sword or be annihilated in my palm.”

Instantly, he seemed to return to the bottomless abyss of the palace corridor and saw the mysterious shadow roaring again:

“You can’t control me!”

He gathered the heart of the sword and cut through all the remaining chains and obstacles, sealing the essence of “silence” into the sword soul, perfectly overlapping it with his own divine power.

The roar of the explosion inside caused blood to gush out of his mouth and nose again, but it also made him laugh out loud.

No matter how much pain I am in, as long as I can still raise the knife, I will stand to protect the people.

Everyone outside saw him suddenly take a step forward, and the dark demonic light behind his shoulder seemed to be tamed and adhered to his back, like a Yin fire entwined around him, but it rose with his sword.

The gold, white and grey merged into an ominous yet solemn aura, which frightened the nearby monsters so much that they dared not approach.

The immortals and gods of Yuxu Palace looked into the distance and felt their hearts tremble.

What kind of weird coexistence of gods and demons is this?
This time, Li Qingyun has gone beyond the category of ordinary gods!
He looked at the blade and shook it slightly. Suddenly, he saw that the light patterns on the blade were as sharp as before, but also carried a bit of strange and dark demonic shadows. The combination of the two pushed the aura of the entire blade to the peak.

Although “Silence” was unwilling and still churned in the dark, Li Qingyun used his will to turn it into chains and pinned it firmly to the tip of the knife.

Just as fire and water cannot mix, but he tied them together with his determination to die.

At this moment, he is neither the original Li Qingyun, nor has he truly become the body of “Ji”, but a completely new existence born from the two.

This strange resonance caused dark grey runes to appear on the surface of his skin, but he did not lose consciousness. Instead, it made his senses sharper than ever before.

He could clearly feel the slight tremor of the blade’s spine in the wind; the breath of the Lord of the Underworld lingering in the depths of the crack also appeared in his mind without any obstruction.

He suddenly realized that he seemed to have escaped from the mortal world and truly touched some power beyond the divine realm, and was able to overlook the battlefield from a higher dimension.

He Xiangu, Mu Guiying and others were surprised and shocked to see him step lightly into the air towards the group of monsters, leaping dozens of feet in one step, with an agile and yet destructive aura.

The remaining monsters around turned into ashes wherever his sword swept, without even being able to utter a scream.

His figure shuttled through the ruins and smoke like lightning in the dark night. A streak of gray and gold blended from the blade swept across, directly annihilating all obstacles.

Those foreign monsters who seemed unstoppable suddenly stopped roaring and fled in disarray.

Even the Lord of the Underworld let out an unwilling howl from the depths of the crack and controlled the strong wind to tear him apart again, but it could not do anything to him.

Li Qingyun seemed to have completely broken through the shackles of the seal, reaching some kind of mysterious state, forcing “silence” into the sword force.

This is the ultimate fusion between him and the Temple of Annihilation – neither complete surrender nor pure severance, but using my body as a furnace and tempering the devil as a blade.

The gods of Yuxu Palace were hiding behind the broken wall and were terrified by the scene. They expended countless souls and blood as well as the help of external gods, but saw that Li Qingyun was rising instead of falling.

Guangchengzi showed a look of horror and screamed loudly for the demons to attack him, but it seemed like empty talk.

Li Qingyun’s sword flashed, and thousands of black and gold intertwined, directly penetrating dozens of obstacles and instantly chopping the demon into dust.

With every step you take, the earth seems to tremble, stirring up a mysterious storm of ancient chaos that shakes your soul.

“how come……”

Guangchengzi stood there in a daze and almost forgot to escape.

He originally imagined that Li Qingyun would be swallowed by “Silence” and lose control, and he would then reap the benefits; but he did not expect that the other party would take the opportunity to sublimate and achieve a terrifying symbiosis with this ancient divine power, making him even more powerful beyond reach.

Sweating profusely, he wanted to turn around and escape, but as soon as he moved, he felt the wind from the knife as hot as the sun, approaching in an instant.

Li Qingyun suddenly appeared behind him, with the tip of the knife pointed at the back of his neck, and said coldly:

“Guangchengzi, your evil deeds should stop here.”

The tone was majestic without being angry, as if it was superior to ordinary gods.

Guangchengzi felt a chill on his back and just as he was about to cast a spell to resist, he felt a terrifying murderous intent locking down the entire space.

He had no more strength to do anything but let out a short scream.

When Mu Guiying and others arrived, they saw that Li Qingyun had subdued Guangchengzi and others, and the surrounding foreign gods and monsters had all been destroyed or fled in fear. They couldn’t help but feel a mixture of excitement and horror.

The excitement lies in the fact that Li Qingyun has no rivals in the world with his sword.

The horror lies in the fact that the power emitted by his body and soul is too terrifying, like the ultimate form of a hybrid of human and god.

He Xiangu called softly: “Qingyun…”

But there were still black lines flashing in his eyes, which complemented the golden sword energy. He stared at the gods in Yuxu Palace, like the might of heaven descending to the earth.

“What else can you say?”

Li Qingyun asked Guangchengzi indifferently, his voice seemed to be mixed with layers of echoes, making people’s heart palpitate.

Guangchengzi was so frightened that he trembled all over and stammered for mercy.

But Li Qingyun was already well aware of his crimes and there was no need for him to say more.

He swung his knife backhand, trapping Guangchengzi in the knife’s barrier. No matter how he cried and struggled, he had no way to escape.

The sword energy even left burn marks on his body.

This repressive attitude completely surpassed Li Qingyun’s previous style, adding a bit of indifference and ruthlessness.

But he still had a clear mind: even if he absorbed some of the power of “Silence”, he had to hold on to the bottom line of humanity and not let himself become a bloodthirsty monster.

Looking at Guangchengzi’s miserable appearance, he could not help but remember the countless innocent souls who died at his hands. Such an end was only natural for him. So, without any mercy, he increased the force of his knife – making him completely unable to move.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the gods in Yuxu Palace started screaming like crazy, cursing that Li Qingyun would eventually be devoured by “Silence” and become a demon king.

Li Qingyun glanced at them coldly without saying a word, and once again used the blade to burn their magic power, making it impossible for them to cast spells to self-destruct or escape. They were left with only painful wails.

Witnessing this scene, the soldiers, Mu Guiying and He Xiangu were all filled with awe.

This overwhelming force is comparable to the might of heaven, yet it carries with it a sinister demonic shadow that is extremely frightening.

The Lord of the Underworld was hiding in the crack and staring at this scene. He seemed to feel a force that made him fearful and did not dare to launch an attack rashly.

It let out a low, unwilling roar and led the remaining monster army to retreat into the depths of the void.

Li Qingyun sensed the retreating intention and sneered in his heart:
“Even if you want to come again, you have to ask the blade that was fused with Silence first!”

This time the tide of foreign gods came to a halt with the tragic defeat of Yuxu Palace, and the human world got a temporary respite.

The soldiers watched closely as Li Qingyun sheathed his sword. The dark golden light slowly disappeared into his body, like the tide receding, revealing his original appearance.

However, a faint engraving can still be seen on the side of his neck, proving that “silence” still coexists with him and has not completely disappeared.

But now, he used the sword energy to suppress it firmly in his body, achieving some kind of mysterious balance with it.

He Xiangu and Mu Guiying did not dare to step forward for a moment, and just watched anxiously from half a step away.

He nodded to them, his expression returning to its former calmness, and slowly wiped away the blood from his shoulders:

“The battle has ended. Collect the bodies and treat the wounded quickly.”

When he said this, his tone was surprisingly detached and calm, as if the storms of the world could no longer bother him.

The generals obeyed the order and retreated with shocked looks.

The wind and sand on the battlefield gradually died down, as if they were surrendering to him.

Li Qingyun stood on the dilapidated rocks, looked up at the sky, and let out a long sigh.

Although he killed Guangchengzi, he was still entangled with “Silence”, but at least they could temporarily achieve a fusion without infringing on each other.

He can use this to achieve extreme divine power in an instant and no longer fear the head-on attack from the leader of the foreign gods.

The price to pay is the sinking of one’s soul for half of one’s life, and carrying this evil shadow forever.

But he has no regrets. If he can keep the human world, he is willing to take this path.

What’s more, the end of unity and separation is still to be further realized, and perhaps the fangs of “silence” can be completely eliminated and self-transcendence can be achieved.

Now the blade carries double power. Although his soul is in pain, he has become stronger than ever before. This is his last resort to protect the three realms.

The night wind blew by, and he picked up the broken flag. Looking at the blood stains on it, he gently tied it to the handle of the knife, as if to mourn the millions of dead.

The gray scabbard and the red blood cloth exude an eerie beauty in the dim light, like a flower in the realm of humans and demons.

He paused, turned to Guangchengzi who was tied to the ground, and slowly swung his sword, causing him to completely lose his fighting spirit until he collapsed to the ground with a hoarse voice.

Several soldiers stepped forward to arrest and eliminate the culprit of the human civil strife.

The blood and dust dispersed, and there was no trace of the Outer God in the city and fields. Everything returned to dead silence. The cracks not far away were still surging with dark purple lightning, but they were no longer as aggressive as before, as if they were also shocked by Li Qingyun’s unified sword force.

He Xiangu and Mu Guiying looked at each other, and both saw an unprecedented superiority in Li Qingyun’s back, but also a sense of desolation.

Although this person has reached the pinnacle, he is alone and has a terrifying shadow on him, and no one can replace him.

He looked back and saw that everyone was still in doubt and anxiety, so he sighed:

“Don’t be afraid. I can control all the negative effects.”

Just one sentence made the soldiers in the camp breathe a sigh of relief, but they were also secretly shocked.

It turns out that he really used his astonishing willpower to seal the ancient gods and demons into the sword soul, becoming the powerful half-god, half-demon being he is today?
After a long silence, Mu Guiying could no longer suppress her excitement and half-knelt forward:

“Qingyun – from now on, the outer gods will no longer be able to ignore our human world. We will all fight to the death with you to protect the world!”

He Xiangu also bowed deeply, and many soldiers knelt down to pay homage, their eyes full of reverence.

Li Qingyun raised his hand steadily to ask them to stand up, his expression indifferent but not cold:

“No need to be polite. I have been reborn into this world, not to be a god, not to be a demon, but only to protect the human world.”

As he said this, he recalled the dark movement in the sword energy and knew that it was still a serious threat, but it was only temporarily obedient to him.

If his willpower becomes weaker in the future, “Silence” may still strike back, and any slackness will be devoured by the shadow.

But at least for now, this fusion gave him the trump card to suppress the Outer Gods and redeem the human race.

He took a few steps forward, stretched out his palm and pressed down, blocking the evil energy splashing out of the crack, causing the electric light to roll a few times before shrinking again.

Seeing this magical power, everyone was even more shocked and impressed, and they also felt that the general trend was certain.

After Li Qingyun achieved Nirvana, he was no longer afraid of the Lord of the Abyss, and the Three Realms seemed to have hope for life. Guang Chengzi was no longer a threat as he howled on the ground, and was dragged to the cage by the soldiers. The army of the outer gods also retreated because their commander-in-chief, and the defense lines in various places were repaired. This catastrophe that swept across the human race finally ushered in a turning point.

All of this stems from the fact that Li Qingyun, at the peak of his powers, forcibly merged “silence” into one, thus making his sword realm extraordinary and opening up an unprecedented path of cultivation.

The moon rose to the zenith in the sky, and the cool breeze blew away the remaining blood. The surviving soldiers collected the bodies of their comrades, hugged each other and cried.

Li Qingyun looked at this tragic scene. Although he felt sad, he did not show much expression.

Now, he has deep feelings for the mortal world, but also has a bit of calmness looking down on gods and demons.

It is the interweaving of the dual wills of humanity and chaotic divinity. He must maintain the clearest sword heart, otherwise any fluctuation may allow “Silence” to break through the shackles again.

Mu Guiying approached gently, wanting to ask him about the next steps, but the question remained silent.

She looked at the dark gold patterns on the scabbard and felt both respect and fear in her heart.

Li Qingyun noticed her hesitation from the corner of his eye and smiled faintly, telling her not to worry.

Then he looked towards the vast crack, and when he looked away, his expression showed a calmness about the future battle.

The Outer Gods are still lurking on the other side of the rift, but he is no longer the same as before and has the confidence to put up a strong fight.

As the night deepened, the flames of the remaining camp flickered, like lonely lights floating on the sea.

Li Qingyun steadied his breath and walked towards the next battlefield.

He did not stop but continued to attack in order to completely repel the remaining forces of the Lord of the Underworld. He also needed to find deeper cracks to restore the world to normal order.

Even though shadows and evil were with him, they could not shake his determination which was as strong as a mountain at the moment.

In the endless night sky, the stars are dim, with only occasional flashes of lightning in the cracks.

Li Qingyun raised his eyes and stared. The blade shook slightly and rubbed against the consciousness of “silence” in the dark spiritual energy again.

The terrifying collision made his heart shudder: the two were still far from being in perfect harmony, and if they were suppressed to the limit, a new crisis would erupt at any time.

But at this moment, a bitter smile emerged on the corner of his mouth: How difficult and dangerous it would be to completely digest “loneliness”.

However, the most urgent task is to protect the Three Realms first and to completely decide the outcome with the leader of the Outer Gods.

He Xiangu and Mu Guiying gathered the troops again, arranged the formation side by side with him, and were ready to follow him to wipe out the aftermath.

Li Qingyun waved his hand and said:
“Just take a short break. I’ll explore the rift first and then plan for the next step.”

Although the two were worried, they knew that his will was irreversible, so they nodded and let the soldiers rest for a while, ready to obey his orders at any time.

Li Qingyun turned around and looked around. The ground was littered with corpses, blood, and cracks, a mottled doomsday scene.

But in the middle of this chaos, he was like a statue standing in the darkness, with a little gold and gray light wrapped around him.

The wind whispered ominously, but it also seemed to be intimidated by him.

This extreme fusion of sword intent finally came to an end, and he was temporarily sublimated to a transcendent realm where man and devil coexisted.

The outcome of the future may only be determined when we collide with the Lord of the Abyss again.

Yellow sand and bloody dust rose up again, and he walked among them. Each step seemed to have tremendous force, making the earth resonate.

The coordination between demigod and devil rumbled in his body, the blade’s light was half destruction and half protection. If he could reach the peak like this, perhaps he would be able to cut through the Outer God’s strongest barrier.

The night was dark, but because of his presence it seemed to have a more solemn and dignified feel.

Under the cold moonlight, the crowd on the battlefield held their breath, and no one dared to interrupt his thoughts.

When he came to a collapsed fortress, he saw some corpses still breathing.

He leaned forward to rescue him, using the tiny light from the blade to stabilize the dying soldier’s pulse.

The combination of gray spiritual energy and golden light not only prevented the injured from being invaded by filth, but also stopped the bleeding from the wound.

The soldiers were extremely surprised when they saw this: It turns out that the power of the devil can also save people in this way?
This shows that Li Qingyun has gained some initial control over the new power.

Perhaps union and separation are not pure disasters, but also contain the possibility of some new life.

After putting down the injured, Li Qingyun sighed softly, looked up at the crack that was still rolling in the sky, and realized that the remaining power of the outer gods was still around, so he did not dare to be careless.

He slightly retracted his sword, turned to the center of the camp, and said loudly to the soldiers:
“This battle is not over yet, the Outer Gods may come again at any time. You must be prepared, the road ahead will be more dangerous, I will go ahead to explore the way.”

When he spoke, his voice was filled with an inexplicable aura, as if it was a declaration from a God King.

When the soldiers heard this, they were all excited and responded loudly in unison.

At this time, Li Qingyun has stepped into the threshold of transcending the mortal world and become a new powerful being under the chaos.

After the seal was broken, he was not attacked by “Silence”, but instead used his sword heart to fuse the other party’s essence, creating a miracle of black and gold dancing together.

However, he himself knew that this was by no means perfect: internal undercurrents were still lurking, and once his will weakened, it would get out of control again.

In this way, you can crush all your enemies with the tip of the knife, while also being alert to self-division at all times.

How long he can last? No one can predict.

But now, he is standing here, suppressing the gods and demons, and continuing the life of the human world.

The night wind was cold, but it seemed to have a bit more reverence.

Looking at the distant lightning crack, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: In this case, I will kill the outer god again and see if the sky can block my sword.

“Silence” churned in his body, like anger and oppression, but he bound it tightly in the sword’s aura, and his every move was controlled by the sword’s heart.

The two blend together to create an unprecedented sharp blade.

When this sword is swung, all evil will surely be destroyed.

The sky in the east gradually darkened, and on the bloody land, the soldiers looked at his figure standing on the high ground, and couldn’t help feeling shocked as if the saint and the devil had merged.

Now, who dares to say that the Outer Gods are invincible?

On the scarred horizon that looked like purgatory, Li Qingyun was a lone figure with a shining sword. Black and white blended together, half was the light of an angel, and half was the surging shadow of a devil, all of which surrendered to his sword.

The dawn sky was dimly lit.

Li Qingyun carried this new body and walked towards a deeper rift, intending to find the trace of the retreating leader of the Outer Gods.

When He Xiangu and Mu Guiying saw him take the first step, the night wind seemed to let go on its own accord, and the dust in the distance suddenly became quiet.

The Lord of the Underworld was peering through the clouds on the other side, but he no longer had the arrogance he had before. It seemed as if he had an indescribable fear of the ultimate fusion before him.

When the dawn broke, the light of dawn reflected on the gray and gold blade of his sword, shining a dazzling yet sinister brilliance.

He looked back with a slightly cold look, his expression stern:
“The remnants of the Outer Gods will be wiped out soon.”

Although he said this in a calm tone, everyone could hear a murderous intent in it that was more determined than thunder.

At that moment, all the remaining soldiers were filled with passion: the Lord’s sword power had reached its peak, and no matter how rampant the Lord of the Underworld was, he would not be able to escape doom.

The howling wind blew his clothes upside down, and he walked silently into the thick fog in the distance.

Behind him there were still battlefields of gunfire, corpses and pools of blood, but his action brought hope for a new life.

The war is not over yet, but the world has seen a glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel.

The sun was rising faintly, and the clouds were still thick, but some patches of light appeared in the gaps torn by the black fog, as if the heaven and earth witnessed him breaking free from the seal and turning “silence” into a sharp blade with blood and soul.

In future battles, he no longer needs to hesitate whether the seal collapses or not. He just needs to carefully suppress his evil heart and push the sword’s power to a higher peak.

The Lord of the Underworld or the outer gods may join forces to bring about the strongest counterattack, and the Three Realms may be able to retain a glimmer of hope in the chaotic sea of ​​fire.

As the sandstorm blew past, the soldiers seemed to hear his footsteps fading away, and through the hazy dust they saw his back, like a mountain, awe-inspiring and mysterious.

The demonic shadow that had been tying his soul for many days now turned into a silent gray flame, which interacted with the golden knife heart.

He himself didn’t know how long this wonderful fusion could last. Maybe it would only be enough for him to kill the leader of the Outer Gods, or maybe it would be enough to open up a brand new path.

But no matter what, this sword in his hands has truly transcended life and death.

From afar, his clothes fluttered in the wind, and the power of his sword was submerged in the endless dawn and dark tide, like an ancient yet new god of war.

Just like when humans and demons merge, they still retain human compassion and the ambition to protect the people.

Guangchengzi was lying on the ground, dying. As he watched his back gradually moving away, his lips trembled and he could not speak.

Perhaps there will be no more opportunities to stir up trouble in the future; even the Outer Gods will tremble and retreat.

This was the sudden appearance of the top god of the time: a fusion of the most ancient gods and demons, which was reversed by his sword heart into a protective force, giving birth to a brand new power of the divine realm.

There was a faint sound in the sky, like thunder but it stopped abruptly. It was obvious that the leader of the Outer Gods was also worried about this sudden change.

Li Qingyun restrained his perception, took a deep breath of the bloody air, and quickly walked towards the other end of the horizon.

No matter how the darkness in his body surged from time to time, he suppressed it with his resolute sword spirit, skillfully channeling the half-demon power into the blade, and his determination never wavered.

At this moment, he is the most powerful king in the world. He will fight again without fear and will hold on to his sword even if time changes.

On the ground, the broken sword and remaining soldiers watched his figure getting smaller and smaller, yet seemed to be getting taller and taller.

In their eyes, his back was outlined by the rising sun with a dazzling halo of gray and gold. He looked like a god and a demon, embodying hope and fear at the same time, which made people feel complicated and respectful.

Mu Guiying thought that she only hoped that this huge force would remain under the suppression of Li Qingyun’s mind and be used to save the world.

The world is like a desolate painting, with war and silence coexisting.

Li Qingyun seemed to have written a new chapter in the meantime.

The Outer Gods may be temporarily subdued, but the destruction of the Three Realms is still continuing; when the final battle comes, he will surely wield this unprecedented sword light, truly chop up countless evil spirits, and calm the chaos of the Lord of the Underworld and the gods.

Today, he has entered a new realm, one that is both extraordinary and carries a dangerous undercurrent.

As night fell, the clouds were dyed with fire.

Li Qingyun walked forward without looking back.

The team followed behind, like a group of brave geese flying over the Dead Sea, holding on to the last hope of life.

From now on, it will be difficult for foreign gods to act recklessly, and the Three Realms may not really perish.

In his heart, Li Qingyun kept reminding himself: Although they had worked together to suppress “Silence” today, there were still hidden dangers, but at least, he had transcended the original shackles and possessed the decisive power to perform external sacrifices to the gods and to stabilize the overall situation.

At this moment, he was no longer afraid, and everything seemed to be settled.

The setting sun faded away, and rolling clouds gathered into the night fog.

Li Qingyun disappeared in the depths of the wild wind, leaving behind a mythical legend: using magic power to forge the sword soul and redeem the world from water and fire.

The blade could reach the sky as well as the earth, changing the destiny of the world in one fell swoop and giving the barrier of the three realms a respite when it was at its most vulnerable.

It is still unknown what the outcome will be; but tonight, the dim starry sky witnessed this moment of great transformation for him.

In the darkness, the three realms held their breath, as if waiting for him to whistle his sword and chop the foreign gods to pieces.

Needless to say, this is his answer to the world.

The world has been suffering for a long time. As a half-god and devil, he shoulders the world with all living things, carrying blood and hope, and waiting for the day when dawn can be expected…

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(End of this chapter)