C2515 Field of Death

The statue of the God of Disability was a person whose strength was so great that it could allow it to appear in the mortal world. All of his life he had been created by the person who created it.

Persistence was a very strange existence! Even Lin Bai had an obsession in his heart. His obsession was to guard the people and things that mattered to him, and to allow them to live a peaceful and happy life. This kind of obsession was the will of the good. And because of this obsession, it caused Lin Bai's cultivation level to continuously rise. He was still holding on even on the brink of death.

However, there was a limit to everything in the world. Within this limit, it might be good, but beyond that limit, it would be evil. And the obsession of forming the God's Broken Statue surpassed this speed. It was to defend for ten thousand years without being able to get away from it. From a certain perspective, this obsession had already become something like an inner demon.

Because of this inner demon, it protected the world. No matter how the passage of time changed, no matter how the people changed, they were constantly defending the remnant image of God. Although it possessed the power of the most powerful, in a certain sense, it was an existence similar to a devil.

Now, the language of Tie Yuan had awakened the obsession in the God's Broken Statue, letting him know everything that he had defended. This meant that the obsession in the God's Broken Statue's heart was even stronger than the past, and he would be able to go further down the wrong path.

And because of this obsession that was akin to the devil in his heart, he would unhesitatingly turn all the people and things that obstructed him into dust without any hesitation. What he had just said had confirmed that possibility.

"I will send you into the abyss of the netherworld. You will sink into this world, and never be able to leave it!" The cripple of God raised his hand and looked at everyone in the arena as he said this word by word.

He was standing with his hands behind his back, the black fur on his body fluttering in the wind. Compared to before, his whole body was even more agile. Although his every move was incomparably calm, there was an invisible and vigorous aura emanating from him.

Even though Tie Yuan, Beast Lord and Leng Zhan Yan had extraordinary cultivations, they couldn't help but tremble from head to toe under this pressure. Their legs were trembling nonstop, and they wanted to kneel on the ground. But in reality, the God's Broken Statue did not suppress their actions. It was just a leakage of his origin aura, but just this alone, it was already unbearable for them.

This was the might of a person who possessed an inconceivable divine ability. Even though it was ordinary and quietly stood there, it could only cause people to look up at it. It emitted a trembling that came from the deepest part of their souls.

They didn't even dare to look similar. If the person standing in front of them right now wasn't the statue of God, but the person who created the image with his will, then what kind of horrifying scene would that be?

Clang! Clang! Clang! However, at this moment, a dragon-like sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the arena. It was as if ten thousand swords were clashing together, causing the flying sword in Wei Que's hand to constantly tremble.

The source of this sound was the flying sword in Lin Bai's hands. Not only was the sword sonorous throughout the universe, even along the sword in his hands, there were also countless gigantic pillars of light that shot into the nine heavens.

In truth, this was no longer a sword beam, nor was it a sword beam. This was the embodiment of the Great Dao of the Sword, and it was also the embodiment of the Great Dao of the Sword that had been infused with the secret technique of 'One Artifact Breaking through Ten Thousand Arts'. Although the pressure of the Sword Truth had yet to come into force, it gave off a feeling of a dormant dragon. Once it left the abyss, it would have the might to sweep through the desolate lands.

Clang! At this moment, Lin Bai's gaze suddenly turned cold. His fingertip lightly tapped against the flying sword and a series of soft cries instantly rang out. His aura rose several times, causing the ground to tremble.

At this moment, the flying sword in the Guardian Bird's palm had completely quieted down. It did not even dare to reveal the slightest bit of light. It was as if under the pressure of the Sword Truth, it could not resist at all and could only prostrate itself.

As for Leng Zhan Yan and the rest who were present, because they were so close to Lin Bai, they felt an incomparable sense of fear. Their legs were almost bent and their bodies were trembling like a sieve.

However, even though the pressure of the Sword Truth was so powerful, there seemed to be an invisible barrier in front of the Image of God. When the pressure from the Dao of the Sword reached a spot three feet away from him, it vanished without a trace. It was as if this pressure was nothing more than a trifle.

"Although I cannot explain the reason, I can feel that the sword in your hand is still lacking. You are not my match yet. Your resistance will only let you die faster! " The broken statue of God slowly spoke with incomparable indifference. Although his voice was extremely calm, it was filled with a strong sense of confidence.

The sword in Lin Bai's hand, was it still lacking?! They did not understand what the God's Discarded Statue meant by this. From what they could see, the flying sword in Lin Bai's hand had already surpassed the flying swords of the people in the Sword Pavilion by too much. It could be said to be perfect, but even this kind of sword was not perfect in the eyes of the Image of God?!

[Such a flying sword is actually invisible to us, what kind of powerful existence is he?]

"Death will open up a domain in front of me and devour everything in front of me!" Just as everyone was in a state of shock, the broken statue of God suddenly closed its bewitching red eyes and faintly spoke.

As soon as his words fell, strands of dark black mist flew out from his body, drawing all sorts of strange patterns in the air before connecting to form a strange cocoon-like object.

Not only that, as the dark black fog continued to surge in, the cocoon-like object also continued to expand. The moment the gazes of the crowd landed on that object, they instantly felt as though their souls were being drawn in, unable to move away. It was as though within that cocoon of black mist, there was a hidden sense of death.

This was the power of the origin of death, and it was the purest form of death energy. At the same instant the energy was released, even the jade tools, as well as Elder Seng Tan and the others outside the cave couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine, feeling as if they had fallen into an icehouse. They only felt that death was imminent, and that no matter how they struggled, they couldn't escape the fate of death.

"You are too arrogant. Death is indeed scary, but it is not omnipotent! You are just a strand of obsession, and not a person from the past! " And unlike the others, under the influence of the Mandate of Death, even though Lin Bai's body was trembling slightly, there was no hint of fear in his eyes, only an endless will to fight.

Boom!" At the same time, the flying sword in Lin Bai's hand continued to exude a blazing light. After the Life Marks from his body were poured into the flying sword, the flying sword that was like a dormant dragon suddenly seemed to be awakened, and with a clear cry, it pierced through the heavens, charging towards the domain formed by the power of death.

Bang! As the sword light whistled past, the earth trembled unceasingly. In fact, the spectators discovered that the ground beneath their feet was unceasingly crumbling, with countless cracks appearing on it.

This was the power of the Great Dao of the Sword, as well as the embodiment of a secret technique that could destroy tens of thousands of places. Although Lin Bai had yet to fully execute this technique, it had already displayed its terrifying might.

Even at this moment, when Leng Zhan and the rest saw this sword, they felt that even if a meteor descended from the skies, it would still be unable to stop Lin Bai's sword and would shatter into pieces before the sword's might.

In this world, there was nothing that could block such a sword. No matter what that thing was in front of the sword, it would definitely be unstoppable. It would be invincible and sweep away everything in the world.

"Very good. I can sense that the power of this sword strike can already be said to be extraordinary. Unfortunately, it's still lacking!" After the Domain of Death, the statue of God looked indifferent. Although its eyes were not opened, it seemed to have understood everything as it faintly spoke. The Domain of Death in front of it was constantly changing, as if it was trying to open up an absolute world of death.

The moment the words left his mouth, everyone's scalps went numb. Just how powerful was this broken image of the God of Heaven? He still felt that such a blazing sword strike was incomplete. Listening to its words, it seemed that dealing with it wasn't a problem at all.

Lin Bai did not care about the words of the statue of God. Although he was clear that the statue of God, no matter if it was his own flying sword or his own understanding of the secret arts, was incomplete, it still could not change the fighting intent in his heart. Because as long as his heart was calm, the faith in his heart would not become chaotic!

"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!" The combination of the vast sword might was like a waterfall plunging down from the nine heavens. One after another, it was as if ten thousand horses were galloping, as if flooding the vast ocean.

A secret technique for breaking through ten thousand techniques was created by the sword pavilion's founder. This was an extreme secret technique that was specially created for fighting. It emphasized an indomitable momentum and confidence. No matter how strong the existence in front of him was, he could not change his original intention by even a little.

Dong! And just as the sword beam was about to reach the Death Domain in front of the God's Discarded Statue, there was suddenly a change in the Domain. Countless strange death energies suddenly gathered without any warning and turned into ninety-nine dark vortexes!

This was a terrifying phenomenon. Every vortex was like a black hole in space, as if it could devour everything in the world!