readytorunbook Chapter 1300 Still Standing!
Chapter 1300 Still Standing!
"puff!"
"puff!"
"puff!"
Hundreds and thousands of Xie Purou's figures shattered into the most primal red lightning the moment they touched that gray-red river, and were then completely assimilated, becoming part of that desolate river.
In the blink of an eye, only one phantom remained of the countless phantoms!
That was Xie Purou's true form!
For the first time, a hint of seriousness appeared on her bright smiling face.
That "river" locked onto her "existence"!
There is no way to avoid it!
"interesting!"
She let out a sound of admiration, and all the restrained tribulation lightning on the outstretched fist suddenly erupted!
It is no longer an endless cycle of disillusionment, but the purest and most extreme point of annihilation!
The fist collided violently with the river of blood that represented the end!
boom! ! !
A terrifying force, indescribable in words, surged back in all directions!
puff!
Wujiang's figure retreated a hundred feet. On his right arm, which was gripping the sword, the sleeve of his clothes was torn inch by inch. His arm bone, which was harder than divine iron, was covered with spider web-like cracks, and grayish-red blood kept seeping out.
On the other side, Xie Purou was also blasted away. Her fair fist was now charred black, revealing the grim knuckles. Wisps of deathly gray energy were spreading upwards along her arm!
Both of them suffered heavy losses!
But the battle is not over yet!
The moment Wujiang regained his footing, his left hand, fingers pointing like a sword, flashed across his cracked right arm!
"With my blood, I will bless my sword!"
He let out a fierce shout, and the grayish-red blood on his right arm transformed into a blood arrow, which completely disappeared into the Sword of Return to Nothingness!
Om-!
After absorbing his life essence, the blood color on that ancient longsword instantly became ten times more concentrated!
An unparalleled sword intent, capable of dragging all the heavens and myriad worlds into a blood-red twilight, soared into the sky!
At this moment, he and his sword transformed into a blood-red rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth, shooting towards Xie Purou!
This is a desperate, final strike!
On the other side, Xie Purou looked at her arm that was being eroded by death energy, but instead of showing any fear, her bright eyes burned with an even more intense flame!
"This is right!"
She let out a sharp cry, raised her left hand, and grabbed her own charred right arm!
"A calamity has arrived!"
With a soft shout, the Nine Tribulations Origin within her body, which had transformed into a divine treasure, surged wildly!
Click!
Under the horrified gazes of everyone, her arm was covered in red lightning, and all the injuries she had just suffered were completely healed.
The next moment, she met the boundless sword with another punch, and red lightning surged violently!
The crimson rainbow and the red lightning collided for the last time in the void!
boom!
There was no warning, no process.
The moment that crimson rainbow pierced the heavens and earth touched that red lightning that tore through eternity, the entire world utterly lost its color and sound.
That wasn't an explosion.
That was a kind of "erasure".
Centered on the point of collision, an absolutely black sphere expanded wildly, devouring light, devouring the laws, and devouring everyone's senses!
On the white jade square, at this moment, hundreds of millions of living beings collectively "go deaf" and "blind".
Then, a fraction of a second later, a deafening roar swept across the area!
That can no longer be called a sound; it is the final lament that will be played when the Great Dao collapses and the universe returns to nothingness!
Snap! Snap, snap!
The protective array, which had been personally reinforced by the prince, was covered with countless cracks in an instant, and then it shattered with a bang!
The destructive energy surge transformed into invisible giant waves, crashing outwards in all directions!
"puff!"
In the front row of the spectator stands, tens of thousands of geniuses were thrown out before they could even react. In mid-air, their bodies cracked, blood flowed from their seven orifices, and they fainted on the spot!
"Protect!"
On the high platform, several powerful Divine Emperors roared at the same time, joining forces to support an even more magnificent golden sky curtain, barely blocking the terrifying impact that was enough to level the entire imperial capital!
After doing all this, all of them fixed their gazes on the center of the battlefield, where energy and dust filled the air.
What was the final result?
As the storm of energy gradually subsided, and the distorted light returned to straight, the original location of the arena had completely vanished.
Instead, there was a bottomless abyss with constantly collapsing edges, flowing with chaotic currents.
A figure fell helplessly from the sky above the abyss.
It is boundless!
His signature black coat had long since turned to ashes.
The sword that had accompanied him in slaying countless powerful enemies let out a mournful cry. Cracks spread rapidly across its blade, and finally, with a "bang," it shattered into countless iron filings in the air!
His own situation was even more dire.
His body was like a piece of porcelain that had been broken and then pieced back together, covered with terrifying cracks that revealed the bone.
Destructive red lightning bolts were surging wildly through the cracks, extinguishing his life force!
He fell to the edge of the abyss, struggling to stand up, but with a "poof," he spat out a mouthful of grayish-red blood mixed with fragments of internal organs and law.
The entire Baiyu Square was deathly silent.
Everyone who was still conscious stared blankly at the scene, their minds completely blank.
Lost?
The undefeated myth of the royal family, the figure who dominated an era and made all the geniuses despair, just like that... fell?
In the corner, the fervor and anticipation on Wuchen's face froze completely.
He stared blankly at the pitiful figure in the arena, his body beginning to tremble uncontrollably.
"No...this is not true..."
"An illusion! This must be that witch's illusion!"
He screamed, his voice distorted and shrill, filled with a madness that couldn't accept reality.
"How could Wujiang possibly lose! He is invincible! He..."
His words stopped abruptly.
Because on the other side of the abyss, another figure slowly appeared.
It is Xie Purou.
Her pale purple dress was tattered and torn, and her entire body was covered with wounds from the sword intent of annihilation, dripping with blood.
Her right fist, which had delivered the final blow, was a bloody mess, with her white finger bones exposed and wisps of deathly gray energy swirling around it.
She coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of bright red blood.
She also suffered serious injuries.
But she was still standing!
On that ruin that symbolized destruction and end, she still stood straight!
Although there was a hint of fatigue in those bright eyes, there was even more of a burning fighting spirit that had not been completely extinguished after a thoroughly enjoyable experience!