Mortal Cultivator

The chaotic energy is like a raging, turbulent wave, surging and surging in an almost crazy manner.

It is like a raging, disorderly primitive sea, which is boundless and has no end at all.

In this vast ocean condensed by the chaotic energy, there seems to be endless mysterious power. These powers sometimes flash with strange light, and sometimes disappear in the deep darkness, making it difficult to grasp their true face.

And with this powerful force come countless unknown dangers and challenges.

They are hidden in every corner of the chaotic energy, like beasts waiting for an opportunity, ready to launch a fatal attack on those who dare to set foot here.

And in the center of this chaotic energy, Wang Lu's figure is quietly suspended. He is dressed in white clothes that are whiter than snow, and his sleeves flutter in the wind, like an immortal descending to the earth.

His deep eyes sparkled like cold stars, revealing an unwavering determination and fearless courage. The aura emanating from him was so powerful that the whole world trembled.

This aura was not something that ordinary cultivators could emit. It was a supreme majesty that came from the depths of the soul and was forged after thousands of trials and tribulations. Only those peerless masters who had successfully entered the realm of shaping the Tao could possess such a unique temperament.

This aura was like a huge mountain that towered into the clouds and stood proudly between heaven and earth.

Its majestic momentum was like an insurmountable barrier that enveloped the entire world.

The peak of this mountain pierced the sky, and the clouds and mist lingered in between, making it difficult to peek into its full view, adding a bit of mystery and majesty.

When people first felt this aura, an unprecedented fear surged into their hearts like a tide. Their hearts beat violently involuntarily, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

This fear did not come from the fear of death, but from the instinctive reaction of the unknown powerful force deep in their hearts. At the same time, awe also arose spontaneously.

People seemed to see that the person standing in front of them was not an ordinary human being, but a high, sacred and inviolable god. This god exuded endless light and pressure, so that everyone could only look up and surrender.

At the same time, this breath was like a mysterious torrent, containing endless vitality and destructive power.

It seemed to be able to control the life and death cycle of all things at will, and determine the fate of all living things in the world. In front of it, anyone seemed small and fragile, and could only look up with respect.

Under this majesty, the surrounding chaotic air also became docile, flowing slowly around Wang Lu, as if to express submission to this strong man.

In an instant, the void, which was originally as calm and peaceful as a mirror, seemed to be attacked by a terrifying force from the unknown depths.

It was as if there was an invisible and intangible giant hand, ruthlessly and fiercely kneading this area of ​​void.

There was a crisp sound of "click", and hideous cracks suddenly appeared in the void, spreading rapidly like a spider web. Then, the whole void began to tremble violently, as if it would completely collapse at any time.

At the same time, an extremely strange and powerful energy wave suddenly emerged and spread in all directions at an astonishing speed. Wherever this wave passed, the space made a wail of grief that was overwhelmed, and even the light was distorted by it.

And in the place where this strange wave was the strongest, a black shadow suddenly flashed out at a high speed like a ghost. Its speed was beyond imagination, and people could only catch a vague afterimage.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow had crossed a long distance and appeared in front of everyone.

After a careful look, everyone couldn't help but take a breath, because the person who came was Wang Lu's old enemy - the dreaded black-robed old man Xuanfeng!

This person was hunched, but he exuded an indescribable pressure. The wide black robe fluttered in the wind, as if it was integrated with the surrounding darkness.

Looking at his weathered face, it was like ice eroded by thousands of years of wind and rain, so cold that people dared not look directly at it. The criss-crossing wrinkles on his face were like deep ravines carved by the years, and each one told of the bloody storms and conspiracies he had experienced. And the eyes deep in the eye sockets flashed with a heart-pounding cold light, just like the ghost fire burning deep in the Nine Nether Hell, dark green and weird.

These eyes not only contained endless sinister aura, but also were filled with greedy desires for everything in the world. It seemed that as long as he stared at you, you could feel a chill that went deep into your bones and surged from the bottom of your heart, making you shudder.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be injected with poison, flashing with a chilling cold light, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, tightly locking onto Wang Lu who was not far away. His eyes were so sharp and focused that it seemed that even the air around him became heavy because of this strong gaze.

Under his gaze, Wang Lu actually felt like he had a thorn in his back, as if he had become a lamb to be slaughtered, with nowhere to escape. However, for this mysterious figure, Wang Lu was not just an ordinary target, but a rare treasure that was rare in the world and invaluable.

His eyes were full of greed and possessiveness, and the desperate desire for Wang Lu was like a surging tide, with each wave higher than the other, almost breaking through his eyes and gushing out! It seems that as long as he can take Wang Lu as his own, he is willing to pay any price, even if it means spending everything he has.

"Wang Lu, Wang Lu, today is your day of death! This vast and boundless land of void is about to turn into a huge tomb for you!" Xuan Feng's eyes widened with anger, and he His face was filled with a creepy and ferocious look, and he opened his bloody mouth and roared hysterically at Wang Lu.

The roar he made was like an indestructible and extremely sharp sword, piercing the vast void world in front of him with thunderous force, followed by a deafening scream. It sounded as if the whole world was trembling.

The sound was like a turbulent wave, raging crazily in the void, stirring up layers of ripples visible to the naked eye, as if it was about to tear the entire space apart.

Wang Lu just heard a cold snort. This cold snort was like a thunderbolt from the blue, or like a dull giant thunder exploding high in the sky! In an instant, the entire space seemed to tremble. And his body, which was originally as straight as a pine and towering into the clouds, seemed to be injected with endless power at this moment, instantly becoming taller and majestic, like an unshakable mountain standing between heaven and earth.

At this moment, an unparalleled powerful momentum suddenly burst out from his body. This momentum was so powerful that it was simply beyond imagination. It was as if the ancient behemoth that had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up, opened its bloody mouth, and released a breath that destroyed the world. It is like a surging and boundless giant wave, sweeping away crazily in all directions with overwhelming force. Wherever it passed, sand and rocks flew, strong winds roared, and even the air was squeezed to make bursts of sharp and ear-piercing explosions.

At the same moment, the long sword he held tightly in his palm began to vibrate violently uncontrollably, as if it suddenly had life! The sword kept trembling, as if it was trying to break free from the constraints of his hand. Along with this tremor, a low but extremely clear buzzing sound came from the sword. The sound was like the sound of countless bees flapping their wings at the same time, deafening.

Obviously, this long sword has keenly sensed the fighting will burning deep in its owner's heart at this moment, like a blazing fire. As a result, it became extremely excited and responded positively to its owner in this unique way, as if conveying a message to him: "I am ready to fight side by side with you to kill the enemy." , let the enemy see how powerful we are!”

"Xuanfeng, don't be ashamed to speak out here!" A roar was heard, exploding like a thunderbolt from the blue. The person speaking was none other than Wang Lu. His eyes were wide open with anger, and he was staring at his opponent Xuan Feng in front of him, as if he wanted to eat him alive with his eyes.

His eyes shone with a cold light, like two extremely sharp swords that could easily penetrate people's hearts. These two rays of cold light shot straight towards Xuanfeng, causing Xuanfeng to feel his heart tense and take half a step back involuntarily.

Along with this roar, Wang Lu's voice was also sonorous and powerful, and every word hit the ground like a heavy hammer, making a dull sound. There is an unquestionable majesty and confidence in it, as if he is already sure of victory, and the final winner of this battle must be him. Such a powerful aura made everyone around watching the battle feel frightened and took a deep breath.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lu's figure flashed forward and he quickly swept forward like a ghost. He held the gleaming sword tightly in his right hand and waved his arm suddenly. In an instant, the sword galloped out like a wild horse. The blade of the sword shone with a dazzling light, like a meteor streaking across the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield.

This stream of light was extremely fast and had arrived in front of Xuanfeng in the blink of an eye. However, it is not just a simple sprint, it also contains endless sharp edges. These sharp edges seemed to be able to pierce through all obstacles in the world, and even the surrounding air was cut into pieces, making a sharp and ear-piercing whistling sound.

If you look closely, the power of this sword is like a roaring dragon. The trajectory left by the sword as it dances in the air is like a dragon's body meandering and swimming; and the sharp sword energy is like dragon's teeth and claws, exuding a frightening aura. Wherever the sword light passed, the void could not withstand such a powerful force, and was torn apart one after another, forming bottomless black gaps. There is a faint surge of dark energy in these gaps, as if it is going to swallow up everything around it.

At this critical moment, Xuanfeng couldn't help but feel nervous after seeing this scene. He knew that the person who came was not good, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. His face was solemn, his eyes were narrowed, his hands were dancing as fast as the wind, and his fingers were flexibly interlaced to create various complex handprints.

As Xuanfeng's hands formed seals faster and faster, the aura around him began to fluctuate violently. In an instant, a jet-black light spurted out from in front of him, and gradually condensed into a huge and solid black shield.

The shield was like an indestructible wall in front of Xuanfeng, and it was densely covered with strange runes. These runes seemed to have life, flickering and jumping constantly, emitting waves of strange power that made people's heart palpitate.

In a flash, the long sword in Wang Lu's hand came with a sharp and unparalleled sword energy, piercing straight into the black shield. There was a loud "clang" sound, like a huge bell in the sky being struck suddenly, and like a huge drum under the earth being beaten heavily. The loud sound was deafening and resounded through the sky, and even the surrounding air was stirred up with layers of ripples.

The powerful impact instantly blew away the chaotic air around the two people, forming a vacuum zone.

At this critical moment, a cunning light flashed in Xuanfeng's eyes. He saw the opportunity and launched a fierce counterattack without hesitation! He was mumbling something, and the low and obscure spell seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, which made people shudder.

With his hands waving violently, countless black chains suddenly emerged from the void like ghosts. These chains were like extremely agile black snakes, winding and twisting towards Wang Lu at a rapid speed. When they danced in the air, they brought gusts of cold wind, and the whistling sound was endless.

Looking closely, these chains were flashing with a faint and cold light, like the dimmest stars in the night sky, giving people an inexplicable sense of depression. Moreover, each section of the chain was densely engraved with mysterious runes. Those runes were like ancient curses, exuding a breath of decay and death, as if once touched by them, they would fall into a place of no return.

Wang Lu's eyes condensed, and the long sword in his hand danced quickly, turning into a sword curtain to cover himself. The black chain hit the sword curtain, making a crackling sound and splashing a series of sparks. Wang Lu shouted loudly, and the power in his body burst out, breaking all the black chains, turning into dots of black light and dissipating in the void.

"Xuanfeng, your means are just so-so!" Wang Lu taunted, and his figure flashed, and he instantly appeared behind Xuanfeng, and the long sword in his hand slashed towards Xuanfeng's back with a sharp sword energy.

Xuanfeng sensed the danger behind him, and his body quickly twisted, and his palms pushed out, and a black palm print with rolling Yin Qi met Wang Lu's long sword. The two collided, and a powerful energy wave broke out again, spreading around with the two people as the center. Wherever this energy wave went, the chaotic energy was shattered and turned into the most primitive energy particles.

In the fierce confrontation, Wang Lu gradually figured out Xuanfeng's attack routine. He found that although Xuanfeng's power was sinister and strange, it lacked endurance. Therefore, Wang Lu decided to change his tactics and adopt the strategy of using speed to defeat the slow and using offense instead of defense.

Wang Lu's figure was like lightning, leaving a trail of afterimages in the void, and the long sword in his hand attacked Xuan Feng like a storm. Every sword was determined to kill, and every sword never left Xuan Feng's vital points. Xuan Feng was caught off guard by Wang Lu's sudden and fierce attack, and could only barely parry. The black robe on his body had been cut to shreds by Wang Lu's sword energy.

"Hmph!" Xuan Feng was angry and suddenly took out a black bead from his arms. As soon as the bead came out, it exuded an extremely evil breath, as if it was the roar of a demon from hell. "Wang Lu, taste the power of my Nine Nether Magic Bead!"

Xuan Feng threw the Nine Nether Magic Bead towards Wang Lu, and at the same time quickly formed seals with both hands, chanting an ancient and obscure spell. The Nine Nether Demon Pearl expanded rapidly in the void, and in the blink of an eye it became as big as a small mountain, and the black light it emitted dyed the surrounding void into a dark color.

Wang Lu felt the powerful oppression from the Nine Nether Demon Pearl, and his heart trembled slightly. But he did not retreat, but his eyes became more determined. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength on the long sword, and then stabbed at the Nine Nether Demon Pearl fiercely.

The long sword collided with the Nine Nether Demon Pearl, making a loud noise that shook the earth. The whole void seemed to tremble violently at this moment, and huge space cracks spread rapidly like a spider web. From these cracks, powerful chaotic storms emerged one after another, and the storms contained energy that was enough to destroy everything.

Wang Lu only felt a huge recoil force coming, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. He spit out several mouthfuls of blood in the air, and his face became as pale as paper. But there was no fear in his eyes, but instead he burned with a stronger fighting spirit.

Xuanfeng was not feeling well either. The impact of the Nine Nether Demon Pearl's explosion caused his blood to surge, and his internal organs seemed to have shifted. He endured the injuries in his body, flashed, and chased after the injured Wang Lu.

"Wang Lu, die!" Xuanfeng shouted, and formed seals with his hands again, ready to give Wang Lu a fatal blow.

Just as Xuanfeng was about to attack, Wang Lu suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He threw the long sword in his hand towards Xuanfeng, and the long sword passed through the void like a meteor with a whistling sound.

Xuanfeng never expected that Wang Lu could launch such a fierce attack in this situation. He was unable to dodge and was pierced directly in the shoulder by Wang Lu's long sword. Xuanfeng screamed and staggered backwards.

Wang Lu took this opportunity to quickly adjust the disordered breath in his body and mobilize the strength of his whole body to prepare for the final counterattack. He danced his hands quickly in the air, forming one complex hand seal after another. As the hand seal was formed, the void around Wang Lu began to twist violently, and mysterious runes emerged and slowly rotated around him.

"Xuanfeng, today is your doom!" Wang Lu roared, and pushed his hands forward. A huge golden beam shot out from his hands, which contained endless vitality and power, illuminating the entire void like a newborn sun.

Xuanfeng looked at the oncoming golden beam, and a trace of horror appeared on his face. He wanted to dodge, but found that his body seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force and could not move.

The golden beam hit Xuanfeng instantly, completely covering his body. Xuanfeng let out a desperate scream, and his body gradually turned into a ball of ash under the burning of the golden beam, dissipating in the void.

With the death of Xuanfeng, this shocking battle of the level of shaping the Tao finally came to an end. But the aftermath of the battle between the two spread to the four domains like a surging tide.

In the Eastern Spiritual Domain, a towering mountain collapsed instantly under the impact of the aftermath, turning into countless boulders rolling down. The creatures on the mountain fled in terror, but many lives that did not have time to escape were ruthlessly buried under the ruins.

In the southern Yanyu, a vast sea of ​​fire was set off by the aftermath, and the flames raged everywhere like a wild horse out of control. The surrounding forests were ignited in an instant and turned into a sea of ​​fire. Countless rare and exotic animals struggled and wailed in pain in the sea of ​​fire.

In the western Jinyu, a prosperous city was razed to the ground by the aftermath. The city walls were easily destroyed like paper, and the buildings in the city collapsed one after another. The people were displaced and cried loudly.

In the northern ice region, the thick ice layer was shattered by the aftermath, and countless icebergs broke and collapsed, falling into the cold sea water, stirring up huge waves hundreds of meters high. The barbarian tribes living in the ice region suffered heavy losses, and many tribesmen were frozen to death, drowned, or crushed to death by ice.

The aftermath of this war shocked the four regions and plunged countless creatures into dire straits. Wang Lu, the winner of the war, looked at the devastated Four Realms with a heart full of guilt and self-blame. He knew that although this war was to defend his dignity and orthodoxy, it brought such a heavy disaster to innocent creatures.

"I will make up for it all..." Wang Lu swore secretly, and then dragged his exhausted body and flew towards the direction of the Four Realms. He wanted to use his own strength to help those disaster-stricken creatures rebuild their homes and restore their former vitality and prosperity.

In the following days, Wang Lu shuttled between the Four Realms and worked tirelessly to help the creatures everywhere. He used his great magical powers to repair the destroyed mountains, rivers, and city buildings, treat the injured creatures, and comfort the frightened people. With his efforts, the Four Realms gradually regained their vitality. Although the past pain could not be completely erased, people's lives began to get back on track.

And Wang Lu also gained the admiration and gratitude of countless creatures in this process. His name has become a legend spread across the four realms, inspiring generations of practitioners to bravely pursue their own paths and protect this hard-won world.

However, Wang Lu did not become complacent because of this. He knew that in this vast universe, there were still many unknown dangers and challenges waiting for him. He returned to his place of practice and practiced in seclusion again to improve his strength. Because he understood that only by becoming stronger can he better protect this world and the creatures living in it.

Time flies. Wang Lu constantly breaks through himself in practice, and his strength has reached a new height. But he still did not stop moving forward. He knew that his mission had not been completed and there was still a long way to go in the future...