The Way of The Dao

Every step Ling Tian took felt like hell was coming to the world.

Mo Leng and Mo Ling summoned several seals and sacrificed everything they had.

Another cultivator flew up into the air and took out a strange black-painted scroll.

"Venerable Lord, with all due respect, I hope you can forgive me for attacking you! I will do everything to become the next most powerful Supreme!"

The man called out, but any could sense a hint of contempt and sneer as he spoke to Ling Tian.

Ling Tian didn't even look at him, which made the man even angrier as he saw that he ignored him.

Although it was common knowledge that no one could beat a Supreme even if all the powerhouses below it attacked, in the current situation there seemed to be a high probability of breaking this knowledge and being the first person to kill a Supreme.

His immortal essence poured out in large quantities onto the painting scroll as a powerful Spirit Sense spread towards Ling Tian.

Immediately, a rain of blood seemed to suddenly fall on Ling Tian. This rain of blood soon turned into an onslaught of lightning that somehow grabbed more strength as it attracted the lightning in the sky that kept appearing.

Ling Tian's Spirit Sense quickly scanned the man's strange black paint scroll and saw the trick in it. The next moment, Ling Tian's eyes flashed as his Spirit Sense enveloped the entire arc of lightning. A strange energy shook around Ling Tian before disappearing.

Instantly, the rain of blood and lightning stopped in the sky! As if time had stopped!

The cultivator holding the scroll in his hand was shocked when he was unable to continue his attack.

The arc of lightning stopped just before they reached Ling Tian. The scene seemed to freeze when there was no more movement.

"If you are willing to dare, then you must also be prepared to die under my hand."

Ling Tian whispered quietly, with a hint of contempt and mockery to the black paint scroll cultivator. His eyes never turned to look at him, as if he really didn't care about him.

Ling Tian waved his hand and the rain of blood and lightning disappeared without a trace. The man also seemed to feel the avenue of time and was quickly feeling his breath of life passing and reaching the limit of his life.

The man quickly became an old man as all traces of his energy and power disappeared. He watched his life pass in an instant as his body dried up completely.

"No wonder you are the strongest Supreme Immortal in the realm..."

The man's last words came out of his dying mouth as he felt this inexplicable kind of power and strength that he had never seen or felt in his entire life. He too had almost reached the peak of cultivation and was only below Supremacy. This kind of power had nothing to do with the strength of cultivation, it was as if it was something else, a mysterious force that would make everything else useless and worthless. He was sure that even the other Supremes wouldn't be able to do this so easily.

* Whoosh... *

The man disappeared as his body dried up and then turned to ashes, as if the erosion of time had embraced him. His Soul essence disappeared into the air as well, dispersing into small particles that would be carried by the wind and buried in the ground.

* Swoosh! *

A thick spiritual energy that was beginning to be seen by the naked eye rushed towards Ling Tian and tried to suppress him!

Ling Tian felt the total suppression of Heaven's Will, as if he was threatening the Law of Heaven and Earth of this world and at any moment could destroy it.

Layers of shackles wanted to envelop Ling Tian, but he coldly snorted and destroyed them when he waved his hand. His strength was constantly growing that soon began to slightly distort space, as if ripples formed in the lake and spread throughout the world. The talismans on his body glowed brighter and brighter before they began to crack, as if they were holding out as long as they could to not let Ling Tian become stronger.

Ling Tian coldly looked at the men who were in the formation along with the two brothers. He didn't even pay attention to the remaining cultivators who were prostrate on the ground due to fear and regret.

He moved in the direction of the formation, moving through space as if his body became blurry and transparent at the same time, moving through layers of mirage and advancing a considerable great distance.

* Boom! *

As Ling Tian headed towards the formation, he crossed through the prostrate cultivators and they exploded, dying fiercely before they could say another word.

They were practically like ants that Ling Tian could kill at any time. Ling Tian had no mercy or pity for these people.

"Ling Tian! You won't be able to do anything to us! Surrender and hand over the sacred objects! If you do, we'll let you and everyone else live!" Mo Leng shouted as he watched Ling Tian and the others before adding, "If you refuse, I hope everyone can survive in the void!"

Ling Tian did not respond as he continued to gather more energy and watched the formation looking for a method to destroy it.

"There are three more types steps to attain the True Heavenly Sword." Ling Tian said loudly for everyone to hear, as if he was speaking towards the two brothers and said, "If you manage to go even deeper into the way of the Sword, you will be able to execute the last three steps and turn the whole world into your sword!"

Mo Leng and Mo Ling frowned when they saw Ling Tian speaking to them, so they did not understand why he was telling them this.

However, there were people who understood what Ling Tian was saying.

* Swoosh! *

Immeasurable energy began to gather above Ling Tian, gathering all kinds of forces throughout the world!

"The whole universe, one dimension, one world, heaven, earth, space, time, clouds, river, mountains, wind... one branch, one drop of water, one leaf... your energy, your life, your breath... if you wish and understand it, everything can be your sword."

Then, the shock exceeded the limit when they witnessed the scene before their eyes: a giant sword that seemed to be made of a mysterious force appeared in the sky.

This sword seemed to be formed by the winds themselves as the clouds dispersed into particles and fed this huge sword that seemed to cover the entire sky. The length of this sword seemed to come from the horizon and its tip ended right in front of the immortal cultivators formation.

A sword that seemed to be bigger than the world itself and could split it in half...

* Ninth Strike - True Heavenly Sword *

The world trembled fiercely as this sword was created in the sky, rumbling every place and space, with the layers of snow that Yun Mengxin had created falling and uncovering the mountains, thawing the rivers and seas and shaking the winter landscape.

Hao Zhentian, Ying Chen, Shin Wei and Sun Xiang's breaths increased as they remembered that long lost feeling from long ago when they were receiving their Master's teachings, listening to his advice, words and more.

Even Lan Yin and Qing Sha couldn't help but pay attention!

They were all shocked to see such a sword that had been created.

Mo Leng and Mo Ling were no exception, sensing their survival instincts that this giant sword was very dangerous.

This was not a sword made of cultivation essence or immortal essence, neither was it made of spiritual energy or the like. This was the true intention and comprehension of the sword that was made by the mysterious and powerful force of the same world, a force on another level other than that of cultivators.

"Aahhhh shit!"

Mo Leng screamed furiously as he took out a strange cauldron and placed it in the center of the formation.

"Even if you can create such a technique, you won't be able to break through this high-level immortal artifact! Even our Master said he couldn't do it in one move!"

The cauldron began to spin rapidly as a water barrier covered the entire formation, protecting the 7 people inside it.

Mo Leng and Mo Ling threw in a few more talismans and finally burned as much of their immortal essence as they could while continuing to make a few seals.

Ling Tian frowned as he felt the trace of the world force gather in the formation.

But the next moment, the True Heavenly Sword had already been created and advanced until it smashed into the formation.

* Boom!!! *

Countless lines of space cracks spread out once the True Heavenly Sword collided with the water barrier.

"Hahaha, let everyone behind you die!"

The brothers laughed as they saw that the spatial cracks were heading towards the people behind Ling Tian, as well as the city that was in their direction.

The space cracks began to destroy everything, as if erasing everything in their path as the lands and mountains were swallowed into the void dimension.

But Ling Tian just waved his hand and the space cracks closed in an instant!

The laughter of both brothers stopped abruptly before they rushed on to continue to finish their most powerful technique. Something told them that Ling Tian could kill them even though he was in such a disadvantageous situation.

The technique he was performing might well cause them all to end up in the void dimension, but if they didn't, it was certain that they would end up dead when that giant sword pierced through their formation.

The tip of the True Heavenly Sword was still advancing against the formation, crashing into the water barrier. The image of the cauldron manifested outside the formation and added another layer to the water barrier, redoubling the defense.

* Whoosh! * * Swoosh! *

Ling Tian was about to try to force and add more strength to the True Heavenly Sword to break through the formation when there was a change in his body.