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Flesh and blood dissolved, transforming into nourishment for the Indigo Vertical Eyes.
A soft hiss echoed as countless Grudges coalesced within the palm-sized Straw figure. It slowly levitated, merging with blood and flesh, continuously growing into a towering giant. Countless strands of malevolent energy surged toward the massive Straw figure, which resembled an enormous charging station, absorbing the essence of life from all beings.
Kami-sama, please lend your hand!
Though Aruya Man did not understand the Eastern sorcery techniques, his years of experience in Yin-Yang cultivation led him to believe that this gigantic Straw figure was the source of calamity. If the Spell succeeded, it would likely turn the entire Heian-kyo into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood—an outcome he did not desire.
Hehehe...
The Geisha Doll in Aruya Man's hand emitted an ethereal and sinister laugh, while its pea-sized pupil radiated a purple glow.
With a pop, the colossal blood-and-flesh Straw figure was engulfed by purple bubbles, countless purple tendrils writhing and struggling from within. They seemed to possess their own life, greedily reaching for the vital essence of blood and flesh on the Straw figure's body.
Give Lao Fu death!
Aruya Man raised a finger, and a white Takamagahara shattered the void, appearing next to Zuo Ci's right side in an instant.
Target the temple.
Zuo Ci waved his wide sleeves, attempting to draw the Takamagahara into his sleeve, but little did he expect that Bai Mang was sharper than Zhan Xian Fei Dao.
With a hiss, it pierced through Zuo Ci's sleeve and continued to tremble in the void, its blade tip aimed at Zuo Ci's brow.
Sleeve Universe—failed!
Zuo Ci smiled slightly and extended his palm to grasp at nothingness. A large black Sha Qi hand emerged from behind his head, stitched together with countless living hands, feet, and eyes.
Zhang Zhong Feng Du.
With a swift motion, Takamagahara vanished, piercing into the Black Hand.
Crack, crack.
Before long, fine cracks appeared on the surface of the Black Hand, and the small, sharp Takamagahara trembled with a fury that Zuo Ci could sense. It was once the divine artifact of the God of Chaos, representing the supreme authority of the deities. Yet today, it was being provoked by an insignificant ant.
Whoosh!
Takamagahara transformed into nothingness, erupting with a piercing sound in the air as its tip approached Zuo Ci's brow by mere inches.
A Red Gem ascended.
Clink!
Though it was just a single strike, the Red Gem began to shatter, still managing to withstand the sharp Bai Mang. At that moment, thunder rumbled above in the sky.
Zuo Ci's aura surged dramatically; one half of his pupils was pure white while the other half was pitch black. A thick golden light enveloped his body.
Golden Light Spell!
Boom!
The heavenly thunder swirled and descended. Zuo Ci finally broke through to Tongjing with the help of the overwhelming Grudge around him.
Reaching Tongjing meant returning to simplicity. The Lightning Serpent instantly shattered the Red Gem as Zuo Ci extended his palm, gently pressing against the surface of Takamagahara before flicking it back towards the thunder.
Splat!
The thunder struck Takamagahara, erupting in a shower of shattered Thunder Light like rain. The white bone short sword wailed as blackened cracks appeared on its surface.
It truly lives up to its name as a divine artifact. It successfully withstood the first thunder of the day. Since ancient times, thunder tribulations have been a deadly trial for cultivators. Moreover, the thunder tribulation that Zuo Ci faced was the legendary Nine Heavenly Tribulation, where each day's thunder was exponentially more powerful than the previous ones. Even in the Last Law Era, the might of the heavenly thunder remained terrifying.
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