Chapter 69

The sacred light shook like the sea, and the unparalleled power of the great law traversed the void, its radiant glow illuminating the sky!

The Yin Spirit's primordial embryo instinctively trembled as strands of white light, embodying the law of light, transformed into chains that eroded from the void!

The white light was scorching, carrying wild, majestic, and terrifying auras, like a deep abyss or a prison!

Suppressing the instinctive agitation of the Yin Spirit's primordial embryo within him, Jun Wuming seemed to focus all his mind on the light chains eroding from the void at this moment.

Courage, perseverance, wisdom, and the essence of water he had comprehended instantly coalesced into a crystal-clear, flawless heart under the immense pressure of the great crisis.

The tangible black light in his eyes shone brightly, and all the acupoints and qi gates on his body opened wide, beginning to inhale the yin qi of the earth from the void. In his divine palace and qi sea, the sharp and unparalleled sword qi began to form, faintly taking the shape of an ethereal sword.

"Yin and Yang, life and death, ice. One sword separates the world, slash!"

With each fierce cry, it seemed as if his words carried the power of law, and with each word, a force of intent from his divine palace transformed into a source and merged into the ethereal sword.

When the essence of ice finally fell, the ethereal sword suddenly solidified, emitting a black light like the moon, resembling a divine sword that cleaved through yin and yang, life and death, and condensed an unparalleled intent, slashing through the air toward the light chains in the void!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

It was as if the mysterious sound of heaven and earth shook the Yin Spirit!

The sword light was sharp, and its power to destroy everything erupted completely at this moment! It was like a dark divine sword that shattered the world's light, slashing through the light chains.

Swoosh!

The primordial qi shook, and the world was momentarily illuminated by the light! Countless flames of light burst forth.

"Not enough, the power is far from enough!"

Sensing the intense power of light transformation coming in wave after wave, Jun Wuming was both shocked and angry! These damned powers of light were so domineering that just a glance seemed to enrage a snake that tightly coiled around him, trying to transform him!

The power of light transformation rushed rapidly, like a great net of light from the sky! It carried a majestic, sacred aura with the power to transform all things!

It felt as if a giant had tightly gripped his heart, and a suffocating, overwhelming aura enveloped him from all sides, like a huge prison.

Like a deep abyss or a prison, it slowly pressed down. Trapped in the cage, he felt as if he would be completely transformed by the power of light and lose his self at any moment!

"Damn it!"

A wild look flashed in his eyes, and Jun Wuming clenched his teeth. No! He would rather die than be transformed!

What to do! How to break through this damned cage of transformation!

His mind raced, and suddenly, Jun Wuming focused inward, staring intently at the purple Yin Spirit's primordial embryo in his divine palace, which was trembling under the pressure of the law of light! A fierce look flashed in his eyes. The essence of water was originally free and benevolent, not to be trampled by gods or devils, not to be eroded by fate, and not to be governed by heaven and earth. How could it be so useless and weak, trembling and shaking!

Such a Yin Spirit, Jun Wuming would rather not have!

"Shatter!"

His lips bled, and Jun Wuming, with a fierce heart, suddenly reversed the vast divine water power within his body!

Boom!

It was as if a meteor fell heavily from the sky, raising dust!

Jun Wuming stepped on the ground, and the unparalleled yin qi of the earth surged like a fierce dragon, pouring into his body like a torrent.

His body was like a fierce dragon, and black qi rose a hundred feet high, resembling a yin qi demon god.

Crack! Crack!

The yin qi of the earth burst into his fragile meridians, and Jun Wuming almost heard the sound of his meridians breaking!

"Hurry! Hurry! Not enough!"

A faint, suffocating pressure came from the void, and the danger seemed to fall from the sky, almost driving Jun Wuming mad!

The wind howled, and his black hair flew, scattering the jade crown on his head. Cold stars shone in his eyes, and Jun Wuming almost saw the blinding white light in the sky, a chain of unparalleled light traversing the void, with eternal light following like snake venom.

Bang!

At this moment, the Yin Spirit's primordial embryo in his divine palace could no longer withstand the pressure of the vast vortex created by Jun Wuming's reversed technique and shattered with a loud sound.

Swoosh!

The Yin Spirit shattered, and the mental backlash made Jun Wuming unable to suppress a mouthful of blood, which he spat out.

There was no time to suppress the backlash, and in the chaotic divine palace and qi sea, the ethereal sword emitted the greatest light in its history, its cold light illuminating the world. Like a greedy and ferocious dragon, it instantly absorbed the power of the shattered Yin Spirit, transforming into a black crystal divine sword and shooting into the sky!

"Slash the light, open!"

Clang!

A shocking sword cry!

Like a black light in the daytime, the divine sword and Jun Wuming became one, transcending life and death, yin and yang, ice, and creation, slashing through everything, killing!

In an instant, Jun Wuming seemed to forget himself, immersing himself in the divine sword that had become a part of him. The flow of yin and yang, life and death, and the cold, indifferent intent of ice seemed to invade his mind, transforming into a sword of extreme rationality.

The sword light seemed to absorb all the light in the world, and with one cold, brilliant slash, he unleashed his most glorious strike!

This strike was not for cultivation or creation, but for freedom!

Bang!

The people on the tower subconsciously woke up from the sea of light, instinctively glancing at the black light piercing the sky, and then sank back into the infinite light law.

The supreme ruler, though only a shadow left in time, revealed the supreme essence of the light law in every palm and divine spell, which was a priceless treasure for those who cultivated the power of light, such as Mokong and Muxing.

Ding!

The echo was heavy, and the vast divine sound carried an unparalleled, mysterious force that shattered countless mountain spirits and yin soldiers. The yin qi dissipated and returned to the world, reabsorbed by the black winds between the mountains and drawn into the world.

However, this divine sound was like a death knell to the yin soldiers but sounded pleasant to Jun Wuming.

The sword light danced, and the black light flashed, landing.

Looking up at the severed segment of the invisible light chain in the sky, Jun Wuming's heart moved, and he raised the ethereal sword, instantly enveloping the fallen segment of the light chain and forcefully suppressing it within the sword.

He was slightly relieved that this light chain was not an autonomous attack and seemed to be just a projection of the divine object. Otherwise, even if Jun Wuming sacrificed his entire body, he might not have withstood the imprisonment and transformation by the light chain.

Smiling slightly, he turned the sword light and instantly absorbed it into his body to nurture. This divine sword was a natural sword embryo, and as long as he nurtured it well, he would not worry about lacking a suitable divine weapon in the future.

His gaze shifted, and he focused inward.

His eyes paused, and the smile froze on his face. A muffled groan escaped his lips as he relaxed his mind, and a wave of intense pain surged in his heart.

Staggering, Jun Wuming almost lost control of the wind beneath his feet and fell to his death.

Whoosh!

His body plummeted rapidly, the wind roaring in his ears, the intense sense of weightlessness, the intense pain, and a slight dizziness. Jun Wuming forcibly suppressed the negative feelings in his body, took a deep breath, and flew through the air, transforming into a shadow. His toes touched the falling cliff several times, and he rushed up to a flat stone platform in one breath.

Whoosh!

His breathing was heavy, and his chest and abdomen sounded like a broken windmill. Intense pain surged from his chest, almost making him faint.

He slowly released his mental power and focused inward. The divine palace was in ruins, with cracks like a spider web covering the entire space.

The Yin Spirit's primordial embryo had almost dissipated, and his soul had reformed, sitting cross-legged in the center of the divine palace, emitting a faint black light.

The Yin Spirit's power was completely scattered! The great path was uncertain!