Martial Way of the Heavens

"Are you sure it's the River of Destiny?" Qiu Yuzhen looked at Zhen Yuhuang.

"Yes, I've touched the River of Destiny once from a distance and understand its aura. There's a breath of the River of Destiny ahead." Zhen Yuhuang nodded.

Qiu Yuzhen didn't say anything more, nor did she continue to chase. If it involved the River of Destiny, then it had nothing to do with the battle.

In fact, the battle between Qin Chu and Mo Wudao had little to do with her and Zhen Yuhuang. In the battle, Mo Wudao was no match for Qin Chu at all. In other words, if there was no influence of the River of Destiny, Mo Wudao would be dead; if there was an influence of the River of Destiny, she and Zhen Yuhuang would really be useless.

The chase between Qin Chu and Mo Wudao continued. The boundary released Zhen Yuhuang and Qiu Yuzhen. Qin Chu's boundary shrank, the force area was small, and the speed increased. The destructive sword energy could also attack Mo Wudao's back.

There were many holes on the body of Mo Wudao, who was flying away with his blood burning. Those were the traces left by Qin Chu's destructive sword energy. When pierced by the destructive sword energy, the blood and vitality near the wound would be annihilated, and it would be difficult to recover. Mo Wudao did not have the ability of Mo Tiankuang, and he had not practiced the immortal body, so his body realm was much worse.

"Little bastard, you will not be arrogant in a while. Even if I die, I will drag you to die with me and drag you into the long river of fate together." After being hit by another destructive sword energy, Mo Wudao roared angrily. He made it clear that he hoped Qin Chu would retreat when he saw the difficulty, and would not suffer a mutual defeat or perish with him. He felt that Qin Chu had the initiative and was now in the half-step supreme realm. The future was bright, and he would not fight him to death.

"You will die, but I don't think so!" Qin Chu snorted coldly. He wanted to find the long river of fate a long time ago. Now that he found it, he had to get closer to see it, not to mention that there was an enemy in front of him, Mo Wudao.

As he continued to charge forward, Qin Chu felt a special breath. He had never seen this kind of breath before. It was the first time he felt it, and he could not describe it in detail with words.

Mo Wudao was still charging forward, cursing while charging, cursing Qin Chu for being a madman. This was a fight with his life. He had no choice but to continue charging forward.

Qin Chu did not respond to Mo Wudao's curse. A cultivator relies on strength to fight the world. It is meaningless to rely on words.

As he chased, an endless river appeared in Qin Chu's sight. It was too majestic. It was not water, but rolling mist energy. There were faces and figures in the mist energy, including humans and demon cultivators...

Qin Chu knew that it was the soul mark of life, the soul mark of all living things. The soul marks of all living things were in it. Qin Chu knew that there was also his own, but he just didn't know where it was.

Mo Wudao stopped running and turned to counterattack Qin Chu. He didn't dare to move forward. If he moved forward, he would not be able to withstand the pull of the power of fate.

Qin Chu's battle clone and flame energy clone appeared, both of them used the Destruction Realm to protect their bodies. He had to avoid the invasion of the power of destiny. Once affected, the consequences would be serious. He wanted to enter the long river of destiny and revive Huangfu Jue, but his strength was still lacking. Half a step to the supreme realm was not his limit. He could impact the supreme realm, but it was not the time to force it.

After burning his blood essence and suffering multiple serious injuries, Mo Wudao was no match for Qin Chu.