Chapter Fifty: Long Live the Empty Dreams

tivation system and gauging the strength of the Qinghuo clan. It was a win-win-win situation.>Qing Huo, his smile bright, was clearly very pleased with Jiang Wang's reply."Is this the time"Let me know...Zhong Xuan followed the path of heaven from birth, cutting through falsehoods. From a very young age, he clearly understood where his Dao lay.

Other children know how to cry, how to laugh, and how to speak.

He knows the "Way".

Once upon a time, two beings who were almost transcendent showed great interest in him. One wanted to inherit his mantle, and the other wanted to take possession of his body.

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One is the most talented person since the beginning of Daoli's new chapter, and the other is a gift presented with the 50,000-Year Blood River Sect.

But he never wavered, always believing in his own way.

Of course, now that time has passed, it can be seen as two successful "cuts of delusion." He cut out two wrong choices in life for himself.

But before the Blood River Sect and Tai Xu Pai's endings arrived, who else could remain as resolute as he

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He always walks his own path.

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He wanted everything he desired, and besides that, nothing else mattered.

At this moment, this strike originates from the very core. After thirty years of understanding the single character "Dao," tonight it is cut through.

The distance between the true cave and the path of derivation is the gap between heaven and earth. However, Chong Xuan followed this blade, tracing back to its origin. Transcending divine powers and rules, it exists directly pointing to the fundamental nature of the Dao.

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This is the Heavy Xuan Zun, confident in his ability to contend with Jiang Wang and Dou Zhao for life and death!

In this journey of darkness, Huang Ye Yu has already taken the highest position.

Across all heavens and realms, none could rival him on this path.

But at this moment, his already damaged body was further injured by Shao Hua's gunfire. His unconscious counterattack was dodged by Jiang Wang, and his split-minded strike was blocked by the divine iron wall, failing to kill the insignificant ant. Meanwhile, his main body, locked in a stalemate with Ying Wu, trembled for an instant as the Taixu Pavilion that struck his back of the head swayed.

The peak that supports the heavens has begun to shake.

Zhong Xuan followed with his Three Wheels of Sun, Moon, and Star Sword, flashing it once.

In the endless darkness, a glimmer of light appeared. The fundamental dao of Huang Ye Yu unexpectedly had some tiny gaps, and under the suppression of absolute power, these gaps quickly widened!

“You are looking for death!”

Huang Ye Yu changed his slash to a clap, wanting to push the Baqiao bridge open. He first dispersed some of his energy to kill those noisy yet slightly venomous mosquitoes.

Ying Wu, however, took another step forward, stepped onto the Ba Bridge, spread his five fingers wide, and grasped the heavens: "All lords come west!"

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He is too domineering.

Rampaging and unrestrained.

As if he were the supreme emperor, gathering the armies of the world, with his command, none dared disobey. Those who disobeyed met their end. He grasped Emperor Ye's bone blade in his hand, facing it across from him.

Two peak-level figures of the Dao stood face to face. Their paths collided in every aspect, and one could almost feel the roar of the wind caused by their breaths!

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Ying Wu harassed Huang Ye Yu under the Baqiao Bridge, one hand gripping a knife and the other fisting his face: "Surrender or die!"

At this moment, Huang Ye Yu finally understood that he was the one being fished.

It wasn't that he hadn't considered it, but such a thing was too arrogant, too inconceivable.

A great Asura king, would he be content with such a fate of beheading

At this moment, he let out a long roar towards the sky: "Tonight is eternal night, and darkness shall forever reign!"

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His Dao body erupted with unimaginable power, like a tidal wave sweeping over everything. He was the beginning of the storm, the first ripple of the tsunami.

This battlefield, chosen by the human prodigy, had long been shrouded in darkness. At this moment, it was as black as ink.

Only a few rays of fading light illuminated the struggles of the human race's pride, but they couldn't pierce through such dense darkness.

The entire battlefield was sinking, this vast expanse, ripped open to make way for the new continent of wilderness, plummeted into eternal nothingness.

Here is the void, the long night, the inescapable prison. It is the fate that a Shura, from birth to death, cannot escape.

Hatred is what a Shura is born with!

The so-called Stone Forest no longer exists. The so-called time and space no longer have a sense of reality. The so-called rules can no longer be defined.

Everyone here has fallen.

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Now is the time that truly decides life and death.

Ying Wu's Overbearing Fist was closing in, but it was infinitely pulled back.

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Huang Ye Yu intended to withdraw, but was pressed down by the tyrannical power.

Two peerless figures of Dao, entangled in the chaotic spacetime, fought wildly. In the darkness, a sudden blade emerged, pointing straight at Chong Xuan Zun's brow.

Zheng Xuan's understanding of the war machine was no worse than Jiang Wang's. He had anticipated it beforehand and quickly drew his sword to retreat.

But it's impossible to avoid!

From the highest point, one can see through the cave's entirety. Where is there not a loophole

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This blade came from beyond the heavens, existing before even Chongxuan was born. With a single swing, it severs fate itself.

Huang Ye Yu single-handedly fought against Ying Wu, and separated one hand to slaughter Zhen. This should have been an even simpler task than killing a chicken.

However, even in this extreme darkness, starlight still shines.

Flickering.

Before the bone knife, that brilliant thing continuously shattered and reappeared.

...after three times in a row...

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The blade, advancing into the depths of a night as dark as ink, struck the iron wall once again.

Still Qin Zhizhen!

As members of the Tai Xu Pavilion, we all have roughly the same authority and are fighting on the same racial battlefield. What you use, I can also use. As for using the Tai Xu Pavilion's resources, it's first come, first served.

Qin Zhizhen raised his hand, summoning an empty space. Tai Xu Tower was first "borrowed" by Chong Xuan Zun. A warrior like him would certainly not just stand there. With his empty hand, he smoothly lowered it, activating the Wan Hua technique to replenish his divine power and summon Iron Wall once more. Right at this moment, he blocked Chong Xuan Zun's fatal attack!

The iron wall was shattered once again. This time, Qin Zhizhen not only spat blood but also had his meridians disrupted by the terrifying force, losing control and flying backwards.

In the debris of the Iron Wall Divine Ability, Huang Ye Wu Sha's real butcher knife was still advancing. The Star Wheel flickered three times, shattering three wheels.

... but only saw a white figure suddenly return.

Zhong Xuan Zun unexpectedly stopped running away, turned around and rushed back, meeting the attack with his own blade!

The three-wheeled blade of Sun, Moon, and Star slashed towards the Bone Knife, striking its weakest point.

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However, when the two met, it was still Chong Xuan Zun's divine sword that shattered and flew apart.

The peak of the blade, its momentum remains undiminished.

Zhong Xuan Zun, in the face of imminent danger, ducked his head just in time. The razor-sharp edge of the bone knife nearly grazed his cheek.

But the sharp edge of the bone knife still landed on her face.

This supremely handsome face was split almost in half horizontally, and the separated flesh revealed the cheekbones underneath.

And he blundered forth, thrusting ahead recklessly.

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Beneath the spattering of crimson blood, amidst the grating sounds of bone grinding against bone, the ethereal Chong Xuan, clad in white robes, crossed blades with the bone knife—he was still closing in on Huang Ye Yu!

Zhen Xuan's power continuously pushed his speed higher.

The dissipated divine light returned to his palm, and he once again grasped the Sun, Moon, and Stars three-wheeled blade!

He still wants to charge toward the peak!

“You dare to be distracted when facing me alone!” Ying Wu was furious, his rage like that of the heavens. He roared with the hatred of a dominant ruler. With immense power, he blocked Huang Ye Yu’s single blade and punched him, fixing his ethereal form in place: “Death sentence!”

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Huang Ye Yu's arrowtail struck like a spear, soaring through the air in a single blow, pinning itself to Ying Wu's fist. Under the impetus of peak power, this arrowtail, along with wisps of serpentine trails, spun and danced, firmly blocking Ying Wu's domineering punch.

He struck a blow to kill Chongxuan Zun, but failed to finish the job. The blade did not return, being blocked by the bridge at Baiqiao.

Although Ying Wu had just reached the peak, he was certainly not someone to be underestimated.

During this stalemate, countless shadowy fists surged behind him. Tens of thousands of punches rained down, like a blacksmith hammering iron, like a warrior pounding a drum, pressing the arrow's tail until it almost fell off.

Huang Ye Yu's powerful physique stood tall in the center of the night. His pupils at this moment had reached the ultimate evolution of his Daoist path -

In the vast and unending night, war broke out suddenly. Everything fell silent as darkness surged in all directions, even across different times and spaces, trying to break free from the oppression of the Baqiao Bridge and gain a moment's respite.

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But that stone bridge, it seemed like a piece of heaven. As the supreme ruler of the world, surrounded by stars, the Qin Wudi beneath the Baqiao Bridge, seemed to wear the crown of heaven. The bustling sounds of mortals gathered into the king's power, falling onto his fist, suppressing everything forever!

Huang Yèyǔ raised his knee and collided, like a ground dragon rolling over. Ying Wu also returned the blow with a knee strike, gathering power to crush.

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Both sides were locked in a deadly embrace, every ounce of strength being poured into the struggle.

Mind, Dao, fists and feet, the peak of origin...

The prince of Qin State used all his might, pinning Huang Ye Yu here, leading him onto the scales of a life-or-death standoff.

And the deciding factor, is falling—

Zheng Xuan had already been resolute enough, and his sword was fast enough.

But that's not the fastest counterattack.

Prior to this, Qin Zhizhen, dressed in black, was sent flying involuntarily after his defensive divine abilities were forcefully shattered twice.

Yet, a shaft of frost and snow spear flew in the opposite direction. The white spear and black blade crossed each other in the air.

Having escaped the crisis of life and death, Ji Zhaonan returned to the fray without a moment's hesitation.

His youthful radiance, as white as snow, now seemed to have a touch of "darkness" at the tip of this gun.

Darkness, the "dark".

This one shot, in this regard, was as one with this dark world, the homeland of the Royal Night Feather he described.

This gun is called "Return to Place".

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This is Ji Zhaonan's third shot preparing to meet Li Yi!

A true man, returning to his homeland wrapped in horsehide.

Rao Bingzhang, the world is his home.

Ji Zhao Nan, the gun shoots out from the return of herbs!

Compared to Li Yi before his ascension, Ji Zhao'nan was perhaps inferior in every aspect. If it were simply a matter of victory or defeat, he wouldn't stand a chance at all.

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But at least in this one shot, this ultimate killing power truly had the right to drag Li Yi onto the battlefield of life and death.

But even though Ji Zhaonan's pursuit of the stars and moon was solely for his return, this shot of his remained not at the forefront.

At this moment, the entire battlefield no longer had anything else. Everything was unified in darkness—except for Yingwu facing off against Huang Ye Yu, and several figures who were racing along the line between life and death.

From this perspective, it was indeed the right choice to keep Gan Chang'an and Wang Yiwu out of the battle—with their cultivation levels, merely maintaining themselves in this battlefield would be extremely difficult. The slightest lapse in concentration could result in them becoming part of the darkness.

But in this fathomless darkness, darkness is not the absolute theme.

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Huang Ye Yu's body was damaged, pierced by the longing of a thousand years and enlarged by the gunshots of fleeting time.

Huang Ye Yu's fundamental Dao had a flaw, a gap torn through by Zan Wang and ripped apart by hegemonic power. To this day, it was suppressed by Ba Qiao, preventing it from healing.

The fissure is the source of light.

More than just sunlight, moonlight, and starlight pierced through.

The fissure first reflected fire, golden, crimson, and white flames constantly changing, illuminating each other.

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And then suddenly it turned crimson.

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An eternal and immortal pillar of red gold descended from the heavens, piercing through the darkness.

It was as if the heavens and earth had just opened, and divine light illuminated the world.

What is called a "light pillar" is nothing more than a trace.

The one who drew the sword was too swift, his brilliance left behind in time and space, his immortality etched by darkness—he pierced through the endless darkness, his blade once again striking at the Asura King's waist.

At the peak of his prowess, the body instinctively blocked the long sword.

At this moment, Jiang Wang's composed face suddenly transformed into that of a furious demon ape, then into an aloof celestial dragon, and then into one of compassionate compassion for all beings. After these three transformations, all appearances vanished, and only the true self of unwavering single-heartedness remained.

Born into the Three Realms, in its strongest form!

His sword pierced straight through, impaling Huang Yèyǔ's vital essence from his abdomen!

The Samādhi True Fire and the Unrivaled Wind swirled around Huang Yèyǔ, incinerating his flesh and rending his bones. This Asura King who stood at the pinnacle of the mortal realm roared in pain and fury!

Huang Ye Yu's arrow tail finally couldn't withstand the pressure, shattering inch by inch. Ying Wu's fist smashed fiercely into his single horn—

Time and space seem to stand still at this moment.

At this moment, Huang Ye Yu's physical form flickered between light and shadow. Two primordial Daoist principles, both reaching the pinnacle of existence, clashed within his body. He had not yet conceded defeat; this was far from over.

But—

Time flies, and youth is fleeting.

A snow-white spear, traversing the crimson immortal passage, arrived at its destination at this very moment. The tip pierced through Emperor Ye Yu's nape and exited from his throat!

"Heh!"

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Huang Ye Yu was unable to speak.

And his Taoist body emitted a sound like splitting silk.

This peerless skin of the world was opened in a brand new location. A unique three-wheeled knife, straight into Huang Ye Yu's side waist, and then twisted horizontally, trying to cut it in two.

The figure at the peak, over ten feet tall, stood motionless. But within him, chaos raged. It was as if a flood was surging through his veins, and thunder roared ceaselessly, never ceasing its deafening roar.

The battle has ended.

Huang Ye Yu's primordial power crumbled, unable to withstand the overwhelming might of Ying Wu.

In the midst of this earth-shattering trauma, Huang Ye Yu stared hard at Ying Wu - he realized the truly terrifying thing was only just beginning.

He is a strong man accustomed to fear.

The hardships of this life, however, need not be described any further.

The past is nothing compared to now. Nothing but ten fingers as a hoe, knees worn as steps, climbing step by step from the depths of despair, to the peak of transcendence. Yet, it all collapsed in an instant.

Huang Ye Yu finally felt pain. He was pained by the fact that he could only see the peak in his eyes, thus falling into the trap. He was pained by his inability to utilize the power of the peak to carve out a truly bright future for his clan.

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Shura was born from hatred, he hated that he couldn't avenge himself.

At this moment, his eyes were completely painted over with ink.

He seemed to see that great Yuquan Heavenly Road, in the eons of torment, how many warriors had struggled within it.

He seemed to hear the cheers that erupted because of him, so vibrant and passionate. They lived in hell, not just filled with hatred. The Asura clan celebrated Huang Ye Yu's ascension to power —

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Long live! Long live!

All for nothing.

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It's gone!

At the end of his life, he struck out with one last blow——

A darkness deeper than the longest night erupted from his apex, revealing a terrifying emptiness, spreading like a tide and slaying enemies at an infinite distance.

Eternal Darkness Blade!

Whom is this blade intended for

Before Huang Ye Yu drew his blade, several real people had already retreated. Or to be more precise, the moment he struck, Jiang Wang and the others sheathed their swords, holstered their guns, and withdrew their knives.

No one in their right mind would attack a peak-level powerhouse, except for another peak-level expert like Ying Wu.

It's just that Huang Ye Yu's knife came too fast, creating the illusion that the three real people escaped at the moment of the strike.

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Of course, this knife would be fatal to any human being.

So Chongxuan had already activated the Star Wheel in advance, and Jiang Wang also used the Demon Ape Form as a shield behind him.

Ying Wu unleashed his fist!

Kou Chi Tian Wei: "Will not close my eyes!"

He forcefully stopped the blade and blocked it with his fist.

The blade and bone scraped against each other with a harsh, grating sound.

At the very end of his life, Huang Ye Yu's blade cleaved straight through Ying Wu's entire right arm, all the way to his torso.

The reason it stopped was because Ying Wu used his left palm to cut his own arm, severing his right limb and cutting off the power of the Eternal Dark Heaven Blade from his body.

Despite this, a clear crack appeared on Ying Wu's chest, exposing his five internal organs. He pressed them back in with one hand, tying his blood as a sash and covering himself again with a python robe.

At this moment, the void ripples with a tremor. Qin Zhizhen, despite his injuries, traverses the emptiness with immense fortitude. With stoic endurance, he unleashes a breathtakingly brilliant sword strike, severing Huang Ye Yu's physical form. This is the eruption of a true human body pushed to its absolute limit, a spectacle of brilliance.

But he cut at empty air.

Before the black blade named "Horizontal and Vertical" fell, Huang Ye Yu's power had already shattered. That so-called Dao Body was merely a lingering image of attachment to heaven and earth.

The endless darkness receded, and the lost battlefield returned to the New Wilderness continent—though it was now a barren wasteland.

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The weather is fine and there is no flying snow.

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Then a warm wind blew, and the bare mountain slopes in the distance were suddenly tinged with green.

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A drizzle, the wind blowing fine rain.

This is the wind that revives all things, it is the rain that nourishes the earth.

For the next hundred years, the spiritual roots in this place never ceased.

For thousands of years to come, the vitality here will remain undiminished.

With the death of Huang Ye Yu, the Xinye Continent will become even more fertile.

Today, I cut off the peak, benefiting greatly from heaven!

(The end)ents of the meeting at the Yellow River are the ladder to advancement.Jiang Wang has always been clear-headed. She knows what she wants and works tirelessly towards it.In seclusion, I diligently study...