Chapter 507: Chapter 507: The Knife of Death
Prosperity!
With Yang Tian’s thunderous roar, his entire aura surged to an even higher level, confronting the longsword that sought to seize the clouds!
In the blink of an eye, they collided.
The clash caused the entire Hualong Mountain Range to collapse, scattering earth and dust everywhere, throwing torrents across a radius of ten miles.
Within those ten miles, all flora and fauna turned into nothingness!
"Ah... Thunderstorm! Is this... the power of Tianwei?"
Witnessing such a shocking scene, Chenn Yuanba couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
Yet, amidst all this destruction, only one answer emerged—no deaths, no harm!
If even Lin Zhiruo’s master—a being of mid-stage tribulation—couldn’t withstand the thunder tribulation, then how could Yang Tian hope to survive?
"He’s alive!"
Before Lin Zhi could speak, Lin Shu gritted his teeth to utter one word at a time, his eyes filled with shock.
Upon hearing those words, Lin Zhiruo and Chenn Yuanba immediately looked to the sky.
There, at the heart of the heavens, the sword cloud of tribulation was dissipating after its clash with Yang Tian. Despite blood covering his entire body, Yang Tian stood proud, his gaze unwavering and his posture unyielding, as steadfast as before.
"Did he... did he truly succeed?" exclaimed Lin Zhiruo, almost unable to process the reality before her.
"Indeed! That reckless man! He’s nothing short of a demon!"
Lin Shu nodded and said, "But there are still four terrifying trials left. After surviving the first, there are three remaining. How could he possibly endure them?" Without even a moment’s respite."
"No respite? How is that possible?"
Just as Lin Zhiruo voiced her disbelief, the sky brightened once more. The vanished clouds resumed their gathering, morphing into an axe that cleaved the heavens.
"Retreat!"
Lin Shu warned immediately.
The three of them pulled back more than thirty miles again!
Boom!
With a single swing of the axe, the ground beneath split apart. Despite being in the midst of the assault, Yang Tian soared into the air once again to boost his momentum. However, a massive wound tore across his torso, cutting so deep it nearly split him in half.
Crimson blood, along with fragments of the axe’s energy, spilled from Yang Tian’s enormous gash, falling to the ground like raindrops, forming a storm of blood.
"Retreat!"
Watching the divine axe vanish, Lin Shu shouted again. This time, she retreated more than fifty miles, still keeping her gaze fixed on Yang Tian.
Crack!
This time, the "cloud tribulation" transformed into a spear capable of slaying God, piercing directly through Yang Tian’s chest.
At last, Yang Tian fell from the sky for the first time, his body drenched in blood, wracked with pain.
But Yang Tian’s eyes remained resolute, his expression unwavering!
He refused defeat!
He would shake the world once again!
He wanted to declare to the heavens and the earth: Yang Tian would never bow to anyone!
"Come! Hahaha!" he cried. "Let me face the final trial! Let this humble one witness the fury of the last tribulation."
A blade that rules the world—can anyone truly resist it?
At this moment, Chenn Yuanba and Lin Zhi heard Lin Shu speak with utmost seriousness, tightening their grips and nervously gazing at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian was drenched in blood, resembling a man enveloped in crimson! Were it not for the resplendent golden patterns adorning his form and the brilliance in Yang Tianna’s eyes, no one would have believed he was still alive!
Prosperity!
At ten thousand feet above, the final thunder tribulation began to brew. Darkness and overwhelming pressure blanketed the world. An ancient, peerless blade emerged—a blade of extinction!
As the long blade appeared, a roar surged from Yang Tian’s arm. His white Demon Sword materialized instantly, positioning itself before him and radiating waves of brilliance!
The protector of magic weapons!
Clearly, even the Demon Sword recognized its master Yang Tian’s dire predicament and wished to shield him completely.
In ordinary circumstances, commanding such divine power over the heavens, Yang Tian would undoubtedly follow the tide!
But now Yang Tian knew he couldn’t rely on Heaven Splitting’s strength!
First, Heavenly Slash was an extraordinary Magic Treasure, but when faced with this world-shattering death blade, it could very well collapse into mere scrap iron.
Second, Yang Tian had chosen to counter the incomprehensible thunder tribulation with his own shen body, leveraging the might of the heavens to shape his devilish form!
Only one final step separated him from completing the body of the Devil. How could he forsake all his prior efforts?
Thus, Yang Tian gently patted the sword, smiling as he murmured, "Old friend, do you trust me? Go back."
The Demon Sword trembled slightly in response, as though understanding Yang Tian’s words, reluctant yet yielding. In the end, it reverted to a ribbon form and nestled back into Yang Tian’s embrace.
Watching the Demon Sword retreat, Yang Tian chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, my friend. This chosen one is the holiest of the Devil Ancestors; how could he perish so easily? Besides, many are still waiting for Ancestor."
With that, Yang Tian’s eyes softened suddenly.
At this moment, he remembered his parents, his sister, Ma Yu, Ren Yuan, and naturally, Ji Yanran.
How fortunate they were to remain oblivious to this ordeal, spared from witnessing such horrors! Otherwise, his mother and sister’s tender hearts would have been terrified! Surely, tears would flow endlessly!"
So thought Yang Tian, his resolve growing stronger.
Because he knew his loved ones were waiting for him; he had to return!
Thus, Yang Tian slowly stood tall once more. Barefoot, he drank deeply, and shouted, "Three ghost-slaying methods—march to the heavens! Six heavenly steps!"
With that, Yang Tian strode forward!
At the first step, Yang Tian’s aura instantly soared, breaking through the shackles of his previous peak divine separation and ascending into early tribulation!
At the second step, his ascent continued, half a step into mid-stage!
The third step, the fourth, the fifth...
By the time Yang Tian reached the sixth step, his entire skin had darkened, like a nightmarish Tula demon, with only the black and gold patterns glimmering and flowing across his body.
When Yang Tian completed the sixth step, the extinction blade in the sky erupted with radiant brilliance, transforming into a thousand-zhang sword light that sliced down at an unfathomable speed.
In mere moments, that vast sword light was upon Yang Tian, flashing like lightning, mysterious and unmatched!
"Life and death lie within this blade!"
Lin Shu gazed at the sword light, holding her breath, staring intently at Yang Tian in the sky.
Chenn Yuanba and Lin Zhiruo also fixated on the scene, their hearts seemingly forgetting to beat in this moment.
"Cut!"
This time, it was no longer thunder, no longer the tremor of heaven and earth, but a voice akin to a decree from the gods.
The sword light enveloped Yang Tian entirely, then exploded, radiating blinding light, so dazzling that Chenn Yuanba and the others couldn’t open their eyes.
All they could perceive was an endless stretch of white, devoid of sound, image, or form, as though the universe had reverted to its origins.
...
A long time passed...
Gradually, the light faded, the dust settled, and all was finally calm.
Chenn Yuanba, Lin Zhiruo, and Lin Shu regained their sight and hearing.
But as their gazes fell upon the scene before them, their eyes widened and their faces froze in disbelief!
Before them, where Hualong Mountain once stood torn asunder, lay a deep rift stretching across the land, as though the earth had been split in two.
The clouds in the sky had vanished, and the grass upon the earth began to sprout anew.
This... was it truly over?