Chapter 677
Sweeping Suppression
"boom--!!!"
The Netherworld Blade struck down once more, its pure dark blade light seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and ending eternity.
This strike has already surpassed the scope of what ordinary half-step immortal divine abilities can comprehend. The true meaning contained within it is the ultimate manifestation of Gu Qingfeng's deduction of the Netherworld Dao to the extent permitted by the rules of this secret realm through countless life-and-death battles.
Even those ancient evil gods who had also stepped into the half-step immortal level felt their hearts pound wildly when faced with this strike that seemed capable of severing the very foundation of the Great Dao, and had no choice but to temporarily avoid its edge.
One of the gods, who was slightly slower, had his protective demonic light grazed by the blade's edge. As if melting ice and snow, a gap was etched into his body, leaving a deep, bone-revealing, and hideous wound on his divine body. Blood splattered across the starry sky, making a sizzling sound as it corroded the void.
With the fall of the first god-king, the scales of victory began to tip in Gu Qingfeng's favor.
The fall of each deity means that the remaining evil gods will have to share a heavier burden.
On the other hand, Gu Qingfeng seemed to have broken through some kind of limit, becoming stronger and stronger with each battle!
His imperial robes were already torn in many places, and the black fabric was stained with dirty blood and pale golden imperial blood, which mixed together to present an eerie and majestic color.
In the aura swirling around him, besides the deathly stillness of the underworld and the end of the netherworld, there seemed to be an additional, faint yet even more unsettling sense of decay and decay.
That was the accumulated injuries and the negative effects of life-or-death battles.
Any other cultivator, even one at the half-step immortal level, would inevitably have their aura weaken and their offensive power gradually diminish under such immense pressure and injuries.
But Gu Qingfeng is quite the opposite!
It was in this immense pressure, constant injury, and the extreme experience of teetering on the edge of life and death that he seemed to touch upon a higher truth that transcended the superficial appearances of "life" and "death".
To embrace life even in the face of death!
In the midst of ultimate destruction and end, the purest vitality seems to be conceived!
That is not the restoration of life in the ordinary sense, but a kind of reincarnation and nirvana that is closer to the essence of the Tao!
Unfortunately, the supreme rules of this secret realm were like an invisible iron gate, pressing down on his head and forcibly suppressing his budding immortal intent, preventing it from truly breaking through the soil and completing that ultimate leap.
Even so, the emergence and existence of this glimmer of immortal truth has brought unimaginable benefits!
Gu Qingfeng could clearly feel that the vast vitality and Dao origin in his body, which had been constantly consumed due to the intense battle and injuries, had begun to flow and grow on its own in a mysterious way!
The power of the Netherworld Path no longer merely symbolizes end and annihilation; at its deepest level, it has evolved into strands of incomparably pure and boundless vitality, containing the profound meaning of life emerging from death!
These vital energies, like the sweetest nectar, flowed from the source of the Great Dao. Without his deliberate guidance, they spontaneously flowed to his limbs and bones, surging into every hideous wound!
The pale golden imperial blood was no longer just flowing out and being wasted; it was shining brightly at the wound, radiating a powerful life force!
The wound is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Beneath the tattered imperial robes, the damaged body is rapidly regenerating and rebuilding!
Even the spiritual power consumed in battle seemed to be nourished and replenished in some way, maintaining a peak state!
Endless!
Live endlessly!
It was as if he had truly touched the edge of some kind of immortality and obtained an inexhaustible source of power.
In this state, Gu Qingfeng fought with increasing ferocity and unstoppable momentum!
Clash head-on with the remaining eleven evil gods!
Each injury seemed to deepen his understanding of life from the brink of death, and the vitality growing within him became even stronger!
On the other hand, as time went on, even though the evil gods were all ancient monsters who had lived for hundreds of millions of years and had profound foundations, they inevitably began to show signs of fatigue.
More importantly, their unwavering belief in victory began to waver in the face of Gu Qingfeng's increasingly powerful and seemingly invincible performance, giving rise to a fear that they themselves were unwilling to admit!
"boom!!!"
Another fierce battle ensued!
Gu Qingfeng withstood the combined attack of the three divine lords from his side and rear. His protective Yellow Spring Barrier trembled violently, and a clear cracking sound came from his left scapula, spraying out a large amount of imperial blood.
But his expression remained unchanged, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he seized the moment when the opponent's old strength was gone and new strength had not yet been generated. His figure twisted like a ghost, and the Netherworld Heavenly Blade in his hand, carrying his boiling battle intent, transformed into a dark streak that devoured light, and slashed down fiercely at the peak of the Nine Tribulations Poison God Lord in front of him, whose aura had slightly declined due to the previous joint attack and whose position was slightly forward!
That strike was swift, ruthless, and precise!
It embodies all the Netherworld Annihilation True Meaning that Gu Qingfeng can currently mobilize!
The Poison God's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints. Before the blade even arrived, the deathly aura that could freeze one's very soul had already completely engulfed him!
He wanted to use his best poison escape technique, but found that the surrounding space was firmly locked by the power of the underworld and the remaining death energy of the Yellow Springs!
Before he could unleash his life-saving magic weapon, the blade's edge was already upon him!
"Do not--!!!"
He let out a desperate roar, using all his strength to condense the myriad poisonous demonic light surrounding him—a light powerful enough to corrode the very essence of stars—onto his head, while simultaneously burning his life essence in an attempt to withstand the attack.
"laugh--!!!"
There were no earth-shattering explosions.
The dark blade light of the Netherworld Heavenly Blade sliced through the thin silk like the sharpest paper cutter, easily cutting through the seemingly filthy, sticky, and indestructible Ten Thousand Poison Demon Light!
The blade's edge swept across the body of the Poison God with unstoppable force.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment.
The terror, resentment, and despair on the face of the Poison God froze completely.
The next moment, his divine body, covered with colorful poisonous patterns, was like a weathered sand sculpture. Starting from his brow, a straight black line appeared. Then, his entire body silently cracked, disintegrated, and turned into two pieces of dust that quickly turned gray and decayed, and finally completely disappeared!
Its soul didn't even have a chance to escape; at the moment its physical body disintegrated, it was pulverized by the aftershocks of the blade's light and returned to nothingness.
The second god has fallen!
As the price for forcibly killing his opponent, Gu Qingfeng's right chest was pierced by another demonic light containing curse and decay power that attacked from the side. A blood hole the size of a bowl appeared, and pale golden imperial blood gushed out like a fountain. You could even see the internal organs and bones inside, which were slightly pulsating and covered with a layer of decaying aura!
The injuries were horrific!
however--
"Buzz!"
Almost the instant the wound appeared, a powerful life force, so dense it was almost impenetrable, and imbued with the Daoist principle of turning death into life, surged forth from the depths of the blood hole and from the very source of the Great Dao around him!
Flesh and blood writhe, intertwine, and regenerate like living creatures!
The grayness on the bones quickly faded, and they became as clear and lustrous as jade once more!
The gruesome blood hole shrank and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
In less than three breaths, the wound had disappeared, leaving only the ripped imperial robe and a few traces of blood, testifying to the thrilling scene just now.
It was as if the severe injury that had just been enough to greatly damage the combat power of an ordinary half-step immortal was nothing more than brushing off the dust from his clothes!
"hiss--!!!"
This scene caused the remaining ten evil god lords to suddenly shrink their pupils and gasp in shock!
The fear in my heart grew wildly like weeds!
What incredible recovery ability!
What a monstrous physique!
How is this played?
Is he really unkillable?
"You bastard! Don't be fooled by his appearance!"
A bronze demon god, whose aura was the most ancient and whose body was covered in bronze bone armor, as if he had stepped out of the mythological era, suddenly let out a deafening roar. He forcibly suppressed the surging fear in his heart, and his voice became hoarse due to extreme anger and a slight, imperceptible tremor.
"This fiend is merely at the end of its rope, a last gasp before its death! Using such a heaven-defying recovery technique will inevitably damage its fundamental Dao! What do we have to fear!"
He knew all too well that morale was on the verge of collapse!
Someone has to step forward and reignite the fighting spirit with an even more frenzied attitude!
The bronze demon god roared to the sky, and strange demonic sounds emanated from his body, as if thousands of gods and demons were chanting scriptures at the same time!
His bronze bone armor shattered inch by inch, turning into countless ancient runes that merged into the increasingly solid demonic avatar behind him, which seemed to be about to materialize!
The aura of the Dharma Image rose at a terrifying speed, even showing a faint tendency to break through the half-step immortal limit of the secret realm!
He actually went so far as to burn the essence of his own blood accumulated over countless eras to unleash a forbidden technique that damaged his very being!
A colossal, ancient demon god, seemingly cast in bronze and flowing with dark red blood, towering millions of feet tall, rose from the ground behind him! The phantom held a broken bronze demon halberd, and where the halberd pointed, the void conjured an endless demonic prison, within which billions of demonic souls wailed. An immense suppressive and sealing force descended, like a miniature world cage, crashing down upon Gu Qingfeng!
He intended to use absolute power to forcibly suppress Gu Qingfeng!
This attack was a desperate act!
The goal is not to kill him outright, but to severely injure Gu Qingfeng, disrupt his terrifying recovery rhythm, and create an opportunity for the other gods to deliver a fatal blow!
Faced with the ancient demonic prison that burned its very essence and possessed earth-shattering power, Gu Qingfeng's eyes showed no fear, but instead burst forth with an even more dazzling light!
"Good timing!"
He let out a long roar that shook the universe, and his boiling blood and fighting spirit surged once again!
Faced with the descending phantom of the Demonic Prison and the broken Demonic Halberd, he neither dodged nor avoided, but poured all the surging Yellow Spring Power, Netherworld True Meaning, and the newly comprehended Dao of Life from Death into the Netherworld Heavenly Blade in his hand without reservation!
In an instant, the already jet-black divine blade seemed to transform into a miniature black hole that devoured all light!
The blade trembled violently, emitting a buzzing sound of extreme excitement!
An aura of ultimate annihilation, which made the laws of heaven and earth groan and the river of time seem to stop flowing, suddenly erupted from the blade!
"cut--!!!"
Gu Qingfeng gripped the sword with both hands, defying the odds, and fiercely unleashed a supreme strike that condensed all his current essence, energy, spirit, and all his understanding of the Great Dao against the ancient demonic prison and bronze demonic halberd that were suppressing him, as well as the bronze demonic god body that was burning its origin behind it!
Where the blade's edge passed, there was not darkness, but nothingness!
A kind of "nothingness" that even the concept of "existence" is erased! The void silently annihilates, leaving behind an eternal trajectory of nothingness!
"boom--!!!!!"
The blade's edge clashed violently with the demonic prison and demonic halberd!
There was no stalemate, no confrontation.
It was just a fleeting glance!
The imposing, ancient demonic phantom summoned by the burning of the Bronze Demon God's essence was easily cleaved in two by the blade's edge, as if it had met its nemesis!
The countless demonic souls within the phantom emitted a silent wail before instantly disintegrating!
The broken bronze halberd was directly severed by the blade's edge, and fragments of the halberd flew off like meteors!
The blade's momentum remained undiminished, like the scythe of death, slicing through the massive head of the bronze demon god, which was burning with demonic flames and filled with an expression of disbelief!
"impossible……"
The Bronze Demon God only had time to utter half a vague mental fluctuation.
The next instant, his towering, indestructible bronze demon god form, starting from his head, disintegrated inch by inch along a straight thin line, turning into the most primitive bronze dust and dissipated demonic energy!
Along with his divine soul essence, which had been temporarily enhanced to its peak after burning his essence blood, it was also completely shredded and annihilated by this strike!
The third god has fallen!
And he's a desperate half-step immortal!
"Do not--!!!"
The other surviving gods roared in a mixture of grief, anger, and terror.
Gu Qingfeng sheathed his sword and stood there, slightly panting. This strike had consumed a great deal of energy, and even the newly generated, inexhaustible vitality within his body experienced a momentary stagnation.
But his gaze was like lightning as he swept over the remaining nine evil gods who looked horrified, his icy voice sounding as if it came from the deepest hell.
"continue."
These two simple words struck the hearts of the remaining evil gods like a heavy hammer.
Their will to fight had completely collapsed.
Even the Bronze Demon God, who burned his very essence and unleashed forbidden techniques, was slain in a single strike. What do they have left to fight?
That terrifying regenerative power, that aura that grows stronger with each battle, that blade that seems capable of cutting through anything... this is simply an invincible monster!
Soon, under Gu Qingfeng's increasingly fierce and deadly attacks, the fourth and fifth God Lords fell one after another!
Each fall brought new, yet rapidly healing, wounds to Gu Qingfeng's body.
When the sixth god was nailed to the void by Gu Qingfeng with the Netherworld Heavenly Blade at the cost of almost half of his body being destroyed, and his soul was completely washed away and annihilated by the Yellow Springs Water, the remaining evil gods finally collapsed completely!
"escape!!!"
"This man is too strong to fight! Run!"
A god-king at the half-step immortal level was the first to let out a scream of extreme terror. He no longer cared about immortal decrees, racial righteousness, or face and dignity!
Compared to those illusory things, one's own life is the most important!
How difficult is it to cultivate to the point of near-immortality?
How could he willingly perish here?
A dense cloud of black mist exploded from the body of this deity, and its form instantly transformed into countless elusive shadows, frantically fleeing towards the depths of the chaotic void beyond the battlefield.
With the first one taking the lead, how could the remaining deities possibly hold on?
"go!"
"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"
Amidst terrified cries, the remaining deities each used their own methods, transforming into streaks of dazzling demonic light of various colors, fleeing in different directions like stray dogs!
At that moment, they had only one thought in their minds—to escape as far as possible! To get as far away from that killing god as possible!
"Want to go?"
Gu Qingfeng's eyes flashed with killing intent. Although he had consumed a lot of energy and his newly comprehended life cycle needed time to stabilize, how could he let these top enemies escape so easily?
"Leave them all for me!"
He mustered his last breath and poured all the remaining power in his body into the Netherworld Heavenly Blade, then fiercely slashed the last two blades in the direction where the two slowest fleeing gods had escaped!
"Boom! Boom!"
Two dark blades, much dimmer than before but still deadly, tore through the sky and instantly caught up with the two fleeing gods.
"Do not--!!!"
Amidst desperate screams, a deity was pierced through from behind by a blade of light, his divine body and soul exploding together!
The other deity barely managed to twist his body and summon several demonic artifacts to defend himself, but he was also struck by the aftershocks of the blade's light. Half of his body turned into nothingness, leaving only a broken divine soul wrapped in a wisp of origin, emitting a mournful wail. His speed increased by another three points, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the depths of chaos, his fate unknown.
Gu Qingfeng stood in the void, breathing slightly heavily.
His dark imperial robes were already soaked and stained red with dark purple and pale gold blood, and were badly damaged.
Although the wounds on his body, large and small, were healing quickly, the combination of new and old injuries still looked shocking.
But his spine was straight, like an ancient sacred mountain, and in his deep eyes there was only coldness and indifference.
Gu Qingfeng abandoned his plan to continue the pursuit and instead looked towards other battlefields. (End of Chapter)