Chapter 2134: Heavenly Master (2/2)

Even after using a secret technique to increase his strength, Wan Shi and Tian Chen were no match for Huang Xiaolong!

After the two of them retreated, Huang Xiaolong’s figure blurred once again as he appeared before Wan Shi. Blacklight converged to form a dark sword before he stabbed towards the space between Wan Shi’s eyebrows.

Before the sword could even reach him, Wan Shi felt as though his skin was tearing apart. Pulling out the supreme spiritual treasure armor, he tried desperately to protect himself. Even so, the armor was nowhere near its complete state, as cracks had spread all around it ever since Huang Xiaolong had blasted it with the lightning bead.

Even though the armor wasn’t at its peak state, Wan Shi couldn’t care less. He used all the energy in his body to activate the grand formation carved into the armor as he summoned the Myriad Worlds Bamboo to stab towards Huang Xiaolong. His other hand gathered Great Purity qi as he slammed it into Huang Xiaolong’s dark sword in a desperate attempt to stop him.

Huang Xiaolong didn’t even bother with the Myriad Worlds Bamboo. The sword in his hand didn’t stop as it slammed into the Great Purity qi. With the ability to turn anything it touched back into streams of chaos qi, the sword in Huang Xiaolong’s arm slowly crumbled.

It was too bad the sword light continued to pierce towards the space between Wan Shi’s eyebrows. A stream of blood emerged from his glabella after Huang Xiaolong’s sword light pierced into him.

At the same time, the Myriad Worlds Bamboo slammed into Huang Xiaolong’s chest, and it sent him flying. Too bad for Wan Shi, only a shallow wound was left on Huang Xiaolong’s chest, and he didn’t even manage to draw blood.

After Huang Xiaolong’s attack connected, Wan Shi fell from the skies.

Tian Chen, whose blood was boiling, felt as though a bucket of ice water was poured over him as he couldn’t help but stare at the scene before him with his jaws agape.

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he cried out, “Brother Wan Shi!”

The words barely left Tian Chen’s mouth when Huang Xiaolong’s sword qi slashed towards his forehead. The sword qi was nothing to scoff at. Huang Xiaolong wasn’t holding back any longer, and if Tian Chen were to take the attack head-on, he wouldn’t be far from death.

A look of fear flashed through Tian Chen’s eyes as his life flashed past his eyes. Raising the blade in his hands, he attempted to block Huang Xiaolong’s sword qi. It was too bad the sword qi made a turn as it dodged his giant blade to arrive in the space between his eyebrows.

Am I going to die?!

The feeling of death gripped his heart, and it was as though the sky had lost its color.

The Dark Curses Old Ancestor and the others watched as Huang Xiaolong’s sword qi stabbed towards Tian Chen as their expressions changed. Suddenly, a majestic voice boomed in the skies and brought with it endless amounts of power. “Ignorant junior, how dare you behave so preposterously?!”

A giant palm appeared above Huang Xiaolong’s head. It was a massive gray palm that contained suppressive might. Endless gray light covered the skies as life force seemed to drain from every single living creature under the heavens.

Everyone felt their bodies tremble, and they experienced the feeling of something being taken from them.

Huang Xiaolong finally turned serious when he noticed the gray palm slamming down towards him. He had no choice but to give up on killing Tian Chen as his figure flashed once again in retreat. Three Complete Dao Saint Godheads appeared above him as a palm formed with radiance energy met the gray palm in the sky.

Bang!

The world flashed with two different colors and two different colors only when their attacks slammed into each other.

A sharp pain shot through the eyes of everyone present, and the cultivators who were even remotely close to the point of impact were sent flying.

Tian Chen wasn’t able to escape as he was sent tumbling through the air like everyone else.

When Huang Xiaolong retreated several dozen thousand miles away, he stared at the Heavenly World’s highest point. Above the peak of the Heavenly Master Divine Palace stood an old man whose body was covered in streams of chaos energy.

“Heavenly Master…” Huang Xiaolong muttered in a low voice.