Page 651

Rumble—!

Divine sounds emanated continuously from Chen Mo's body, as if a furnace of heaven and earth was operating wildly.

Six Extinction Swords, Twenty-Three.

A love story that could topple a city.

Buddha's Palm.

Wuji Maha.

Each and every martial art of divine skill manifested on its own without Chen Mo needing to activate it.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ten thousand martial arts techniques rained down, but were all blocked by various divine-level martial arts.

Chen Mo sat cross-legged in the center of the boundless sea of ​​Nirvana fire, his body surface sparkling and radiant, as if cast from divine gold.

His martial arts are evolving.

The physical body is being reshaped.

The soul is undergoing an unprecedented transformation!

The unease in Wu Jie's eyes grew stronger.

He frantically urged the Nine Void Boundless Realm to power.

Blade flashes, sword energy, fist force, palm strikes...

Like an endless, world-destroying torrent, it crashed against Chen Mo again and again.

It wants to stop this transformation.

"Destroy them for me!"

Wu Jie roared in fury.

A colossal hand, formed from the collective will of martial arts throughout the ages, emerged from the depths of the heavens.

Five fingers cover the heavens and the earth.

It slammed down!

boom--!

The dragon's shadow shattered.

The phoenix cried mournfully.

Chen Mo, along with the surrounding sea of ​​Nirvana fire, was completely pulverized into countless tiny specks of light by this palm strike.

Wu Jie stared intently ahead.

next moment.

The entire Nine Realms suddenly fell silent.

The wind stopped.

The fire went out.

The falling martial arts light also froze in mid-air.

Time seemed to be completely held down by an invisible hand.

Wu Jie's pupils suddenly contracted.

It was discovered.

He had actually lost control of the Nine Void Boundless Realm.

Those tiny specks of light that were shattered did not completely disappear.

Om-!

A point of crimson gold light shone from within.

Followed by.

As if summoned, countless specks of light rapidly converged toward the source of the light.

Bones, meridians, flesh and blood, soul...

Chen Mo's figure gradually materialized once again.

Just this once.

There was no dragon's roar, no phoenix's cry, and no overwhelming flames of rebirth.

All power was concentrated to its absolute limit.

He stood barefoot in the void, his body crystal clear and flawless, with nine Nirvana markings flashing briefly between his brows.

His eyes slowly opened, but he did not exude any powerful aura.

Even so.

Wu Jie looked at him as if he were facing an endless world that was completely incomprehensible.

It unconsciously took a half step back.

"You...you've successfully transformed?"

Chen Mo looked at it, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Transformation?"

"I guess so, or more accurately... transcendence!"

The words fell.

He extended his right hand and gently tapped Wu Jie.

"Destroy!"

Words become law!

Wu Jie's body suddenly stiffened.

It looked down.

A tiny point of light appeared on my chest at some unknown time.

next moment.

The light spots spread rapidly.

All the sword techniques, knife techniques, fist techniques, and palm techniques within his body...

And the essence, energy, and spirit left behind by countless martial artists throughout the ages suddenly lost their support.

"How is this possible..."

"impossible!!!"

"I am the Nine Void..."

Wu Jie hadn't finished speaking.

boom--!

The tall figure instantly turned into ashes.

It vanished without a trace when gently blown by the invisible wind of the boundless void.

Chen Mo stood in the center of the void.

A familiar system notification sound echoed in my mind.

【Ding! 】

[Host has been detected to have transcended!]

……

……

Within the territory of the Tang Dynasty, in Luoyang.

The drizzle was as fine as silk.

Restaurants lined both sides of the street, pedestrians walked by with umbrellas, and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares and chatting mingled together.

No one could detect it.

Above this bustling city, a crack invisible to the naked eye quietly opened.

A figure in a white monk's robe slowly emerged from the void.

Chen Mo looked down at the familiar city below, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He did not release his divine sense to cover the entire city.

With his current level of cultivation, he only needs a single thought to know the location of everyone in this world.

Chen Mo landed in one step.

His figure appeared in front of a manor outside Luoyang City.

The courtyard gate was half open.

The faint voices of several women could be heard coming from inside.

"My husband has been gone for so long, I don't know when he will come back."

"Humph!"

"That heartless monk has probably been bewitched by the little demons outside and forgotten about us."

"Wanwan, if you really think your husband is heartless, why do you still sit at the door waiting for him every day?"

"Who's waiting for him? I... I just came out to enjoy the scenery."

It's raining today.

"Can't we just watch the rain?"