Chapter 1939 - 1943: Final Battle (Conclusion)

Chapter 1939: Chapter 1943: Final Battle (Conclusion)

Countless cultivators were wailing sorrowfully, in agony, cursing, begging for mercy, but none could stop their bodies from automatically flying backwards towards the center of the battlefield.

And before they reached the center, their voices abruptly ceased, finally transforming into a clawing blood mist that fused into that sword.

Some high-level cultivators, who had also practiced blood-related cultivation techniques, were the first to notice the problem.

"It’s that blood energy! The blood energy from the explosion of Blood Island!"

An old man with a sallow face, looking sinister, exclaimed in horror: "We have been staying within the blood-colored formation since the beginning. At that time, we didn’t feel anything, but the blood-colored energy had already silently infiltrated our flesh!"

"So, at some point, we became part of the blood-colored formation, and now with the explosion of Blood Island, as the blood energy starts to gather, we are simultaneously attracted too!"

"Stop talking nonsense! How do we solve this?!" A Mahayana realm cultivator grabbed the old evil cultivator’s clothes with bloodshot eyes: "Tell me how to solve it! Or I’ll kill you!"

"How to solve it?! Hehehehehe!" The old evil cultivator laughed miserably, filled with gloom: "There is no way! The level of their battle has already exceeded this world! Do you think you can use your knowledge and strength to contend with them?!"

"As for killing me?! There’s no need!"

The old evil cultivator looked at the Mahayana realm cultivator, usually held in high regard, with a sad gaze: "Everyone will die sooner or later!"

The Mahayana realm cultivator’s face became even more pallid, letting out a series of meaningless roars from his throat!

Suddenly, another Mahayana realm cultivator began to shout towards the center of the battlefield: "Heavenly Lord! Help me! I’m willing to serve you, just let me survive!"

With his shouting, more cultivators began to pay attention to the other main character in this battle — Heavenly Lord!

Indeed, if Lin Feng was unwilling to spare them, would Heavenly Lord, their opponent, choose to save them?!

After all, preventing Lin Feng’s power from increasing would be a good thing for Heavenly Lord, right!

However!

No response!

Heavenly Lord didn’t even glance at the screaming cultivators!

Lin Feng chose first the Blood Universe, then Blood Island, and finally these guys precisely to isolate Heavenly Lord’s intervention!

At this moment, the sword’s control over the blood energy had reached a peak!

Heavenly Lord might intervene to stop a few, but the power expended and the benefits reaped were simply not on the same level!

Rather than saving them, Heavenly Lord might as well choose to increase energy output again!

"Oh, inexplicably feel you’re so cruel!"

Lu Xiaobu sighed and once again merged two Nascent Souls into the Ugly Sword!

No! At this moment, this sword could no longer be called the Ugly Sword!

Although it still didn’t look good, it was definitely not ugly anymore!

After inputting sufficient energy, the Ugly Sword completed the process from quantitative change to qualitative change, a true sword began to emerge.

The Ugly Sword was no longer ugly, but became bizarre!

Extremely bizarre.

Clearly, the blood-colored aura formed grotesque demons on it, yet it gave off an eerie allure, as if those patterns were the most captivating things in this world.

Thus, originally some cultivators still had a certain willpower resisting their bodies from taking them flying towards the center of the battlefield, again a batch was drawn in.

And the most apparent was that strangely bizarre White Lotus!

For the White Lotus, once indestructible, began to shatter!

"No! How is this possible! What is happening?!"

Heavenly Lord looked at the sword’s transformation so close, his face once again revealed a terrified expression: "Why is this happening? The energy you infused shouldn’t possibly achieve this level!"

"Impossible? Nothing is impossible!"

Lu Xiaobu leaned against the sword hilt, looking at Heavenly Lord: "It’s time to end this!"

"No! No! No!"

Heavenly Lord roared: "World Tree! Help me! Help me block it! As long as you help me block it, whether it’s building a unified world or the six paths of reincarnation, I will help you! We have traded for so many years, do you still not trust me?!"

Hearing Heavenly Lord’s roar, the World Tree, which had been hesitating silently watching the scene, stirred again.

Clearly, the World Tree hesitated!

However, the next moment!

"Goodbye!"

Lu Xiaobu waved his hand.

"Boom!"

With Lu Xiaobu’s command, the previously extremely stable sword shattered!

Self-destructed!

Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng had almost exhausted all their power to forge this sword, which was absolutely magical, and at this moment, the two of them destroyed it without hesitation!

In an instant!

The terrified expression on Heavenly Lord’s face froze!

Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng’s Nascent Souls froze!

Even the World Tree was stiffened in place!

This explosion even affected the World Tree!

Space began to fragment piece by piece, time was blasted to smithereens!

If anyone still retained consciousness here, they would surely be thrilled to discover this was the first time the manifestation of time ever appeared in this world!

It was a kind of distorted, continuously flowing, yet chain-like thing in glaze color.

This is the embodiment of time!

And at this moment, even time has been shattered!

This time, with this sword at the center, everything around it has truly turned into chaos. It is a true return to chaos, where there is no life or death, no before or after, no sorrow or joy, a chaos where even the concept of time doesn’t exist!

The Lord is roaring, but the sound cannot escape.

The Lord is resisting, yet his body remains unmoving.

The Lord wants to flee, yet only the final faint trace of his consciousness remains.

As if slow, yet as if fast, the Lord’s hundred-meter-tall body was obliterated, vanished, as if it had never appeared in this world.

Lu Xiaobu’s Nascent Soul also disappeared, Lin Feng’s Nascent Soul also disappeared.

Even the World Tree phantom, which created the great world and the heavens of All Realm, merely swayed its willow-like branches gently, and then was obliterated!

After all, she was only a shadow, not the real body!

Under this force majeure, there is nothing that can survive here!

This is the beginning of everything, and also the end of everything!

Everything is over!

However, no one witnessed this world battle.

No one even knows who won this great battle!

Because no living being survived.

The entire area where Lin Feng deployed the Blood-colored Formation became a wasteland, where not even a blade of grass grows!

...

Yet, what no one knows is!

At the absolute edge of the great world, far from the battlefield.

Here lies another battlefield!

An island full of scientific flavor, covered all over with metallic gun barrels, resembling a menacing hedgehog, is floating in the air, with all gun barrels pointed forward.

This is the Blood Continent.

It is the true stronghold of Lu Group.

When the Blood Continent was discovered, Bai Qi, the creator of the Blood Continent, once said that one day the Blood Continent would no longer exist in the small space and would break through space into the great world.

Bai Qi originally said that the time was one year.

But with the development of cultivation technology, and Lu Xiaobu’s soaring cultivation, this time became controllable!

And Xiao Zhi also fulfilled his bold claim—the Blood Continent was truly transformed into a steel fortress, a real weapon of war!

On the Blood Continent, thirty thousand cultivators are standing ready, each anxiously watching the opposite side.

Xin Lifeng and Liang Lan are standing side by side at the forefront, unblinkingly staring at the opposite side.

Behind them are the already fragmented Huluwa, Mr. Wang, Lu Hongbin, Elder Yu, Xiao Zhi, Xiao Ya, and so on.

All of these people are also fixated on the opposite side.

Opposite the Blood Continent’s gun barrels lies another island floating in the air.

This island looks as if it truly is a product of another world compared to the Blood Continent.

The pavilions and towers on this island have no trace of technological feel, and it seems like a true fairyland paradise of the Immortal Realm!

However, the people on this island have completely destroyed this immortal aura.

Everyone on the island exudes a savage aura, full of murderous intent.

Their numbers are not many, only a hundred thousand!

Leading them are four people.

The Ghost Taoist, the Crazy Monk, the Witch, the Tiger-head Demon!

These are the four leaders of Lin Feng’s forces.

And these four leaders are also staring at the other side.

However, although both sides are watching each other, their lines of sight do not intersect.

Instead, they are focused on the two large cocoons suspended between the two islands.

Even though they are far enough away, the aftermath of Lu Xiaobu, Lin Feng, and the Lord’s battle naturally transmitted here, but this terrifying aftermath did not cause any emotional fluctuation in either side. They remained unmoving, fixated on the cocoons.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, the sound of breaking came.

It came from the cocoons.

Instantly, all forty thousand warriors from both sides tensed up, their fighting spirit boiling, staring intently at the cocoons as if waiting for some answer!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

The sound of breaking became more frequent!

The cocoon near Lin Feng’s forces began to show cracks!

More and more cracks appeared!

The outer shell began to fall off piece by piece!

Finally, an arm extended out from the cocoon, accompanied by a voice: "Succeeded, or failed?"