Chapter 749 - 532: Creation Dao Artifact (Part 2)
Marquis Wushang saw that Du Han was slow to respond and was just about to ask again about his background when suddenly, Spirit Light surged around Du Han’s body.
"Kill!"
A strand of strange Golden Light burst forth instantly, with two forces, Sun and Moon, transforming into Yin Yang Qi and entwining, flying straight toward Qin Changkong.
"Insolent!"
Marquis Wushang’s face changed drastically, his anger skyrocketing.
He never expected Du Han to be so decisive, attacking head-on without waiting for reconciliation, nor did he anticipate Du Han’s speed to be that fast.
His heart raced, and his figure flickered instantly, trying to stand in front of Qin Changkong, but he was ultimately a step too slow.
The old man in the mirror had long calculated the timing and used the power of the Treasure Mirror to activate Divine Techniques, naturally a step faster.
Clang—
The Golden Light pierced through the void, stabbing fiercely into the already battered Yang Spirit of Qin Changkong.
"No—!"
The cracks on Qin Changkong’s Yang Spirit rapidly spread across his body, Spirit Light extinguished completely, and his Divine Soul, under the erosion of Yin Yang Qi, disintegrated like smoke in an instant.
"Nephew!"
Marquis Wushang rushed forward, seeing Qin Changkong’s soul already scattered, his furious roar shook the heavens, and Evil Qi exploded around his body, with blood light shooting out from the dark Battle Armor.
Intending to mediate, he was enraged by Du Han’s decisiveness and the thought of the bond between the two clans now completely disregarded his previous apprehensions.
Marquis Wushang’s eyes turned blood-red, surrounded by Evil Qi that surged like a prison, his every word like thunderclaps:
"Such audacity! I will not rest until you are dealt with!"
Buzz—
A piercing sword ring suddenly echoed throughout the heavens and earth, devoid of any melodious tone but filled with an extremely fierce tremor, as if billions of vengeful souls were grieving and war spirits of a thousand generations enraged together.
All around Marquis Wushang, countless blood-colored Sword Qi shot forth from his pores, intertwining and condensing into a massive blood-colored Asura Sword that spanned the heavens and earth.
Before the sword fell, the overwhelming Murderous Qi had locked the entire space, with even the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi seemingly frozen, leaving only the relentless intent of slaughter permeating everywhere.
"Asura Killing Dao, one sword to bury the heavens!"
In an instant, the blood-colored Sword Light tore through the firmament like a river of heaven suspended upside down, shattering the void and surging with blood sea, followed closely by thousands of tiny blood swords pouring down like a torrential rain.
Every Blood Bead, every strand of Evil Qi, could transform into a lethal sword. As the sword wind moved, everything in heaven and earth turned to dust, the whole world becoming a battlefield of corpses and oceans of blood.
That overbearing, unmatched intent of killing almost tore apart Du Han’s Divine Soul.
In the Sea of Consciousness, the secretive Divine Thought of the old man in the mirror came, steady and powerful:
"Du boy, steady your Heart Spirit, I’ll help you!"
Du Han responded silently in his heart, and instantly Divine Light brightened in his eyes. His hands quickly merged, fingertips forming seals, and Yin Yang Qi surged out from his body, soaring to the sky.
"Yin and Yang unite, the cosmos becomes a shield!"
Golden and white Spirit Light swirled endlessly, condensing into a Yin Yang Tai Chi Divine Shield in front of him, spanning the heavens and earth.
On the surface of the shield, sun and moon shone together, the Taichi fish eyes rotated slowly, combining hardness and softness, illustrating the profound mystery of evolving Yin Yang Divine Techniques.
Boom—!!
The sword’s cry shook the sky, and the shield’s light shone through the ages.
The blood-colored Sword Qi and Yin Yang Divine Light clashed fiercely, fragmenting the void layer by layer, crumbling rocks to dust, and turning woods into flying ash.
The blood-colored Asura Sword, carrying with it the monstrous killing power, fiercely struck upon the Yin Yang Tai Chi Divine Shield.
The fierce and murderous aura surged like a tide, almost penetrating the Yin Yang barrier, aiming to completely shatter the Divine Shield.
"Annihilation of Yin and Yang!"
Du Han’s robe fluttered, hair rising, as he used the Yang’s firm might to withstand the Asura Sword’s edge and utilized the Yin’s gentle rhythm to diffuse the killing force.
The Tai Chi Divine Shield rotated ceaselessly, dispersing, diminishing, and grinding away that destructive strike layer by layer, not letting even a trace of killing power come near.
Forcibly blocking the sky full of blood-colored Sword Light that followed from Marquis Wushang.
Marquis Wushang’s body paused slightly, his heart increasingly shocked, thinking secretly:
"Such profound attainments in Yin and Yang are not something a mid-stage Void Refining Cultivator should possess! There is indeed something strange behind this boy."
In Du Han’s Sea of Consciousness, the old man in the mirror chuckled:
"Du boy, it seems we made the wrong bet!"
"We thought that Marquis Wushang and the Qin Clan were only bound by interests and wouldn’t go all-out, yet we did not expect him to be so protective."
Steadying himself, Du Han felt pressured but remained resolute in his secret response:
"Old man in the mirror, at least Qin Changkong is dead, removing our future scourge, what happened today isn’t a loss."
Hearing this, the old man in the mirror laughed heartily, the heaviness in his Divine Thought dissipated by more than half, adding some free spirit and fighting intent:
"Well said! Since we misjudged, let’s fight then!"
"It’s a good time to use this Asura’s hand to let you truly experience the power of evolving Yin Yang Divine Techniques and also grind your fighting strength!"
"Kill!"
At this moment, the blood light around Marquis Wushang soared, his form suddenly expanded, revealing the true form of Asura.
With four arms reaching the sky and a body covered in dark scales, a vertical eye on his forehead emitted a scarlet Divine Light, his eyes blood-red as he roared, shaking the heavens and earth.
Blood light surrounded him like a prison, and Evil Qi solidified into reality, even staining the void blood-red, with a pressure far surpassing before, coming down imposing and fierce.
The old man in the mirror, taking in Marquis Wushang’s true form of Asura in its entirety, couldn’t help but feel a bit startled:
"Such strong Evil Qi, and I wonder what race created this, it’s rather interesting."
The old man in the mirror no longer held back, using Du Han’s body, as two immensely powerful opposing forces emerged around them.
On one side, a great sun blazing, with Golden Flame burning the sky, a wheel of light stretching for miles, every trace of Golden Light slashing down like a Heavenly Sword, capable of incinerating mountains and boiling seas, dissolving everything.
On the other side, an icy moon shining, with frigid radiance, frost flooding the sky, and where the moonlight passed, even the void seemed to freeze into ice, and even time seemed to stop.