Chapter 836: Curses, Forbidden Techniques, Divine Arts

It must be said that Prince Mingnan, as a prodigy of the Yan-Yue Xuantian clan, possesses truly astonishing combat power. Were it any other peer, they would likely find it hard to resist him.

His physical body was already Prince Mingnan's inherent advantage, and his magic arts were even more bizarre and incisive.

Especially the "Return to Heaven and Revert to Day" blessing, which, like Xu Qing's Time Law, functioned as a form of immortality.

Such an opponent was extremely difficult to kill.

This also ignited Xu Qing's fighting spirit. From a distance, as he sat cross-legged, a ghostly lamp appeared strikingly on his brow.

Next, Xu Qing's finger swept to one shoulder, where a second ghostly lamp appeared.

The eerie flames flickered. Xu Qing's fingers moved rapidly, touching his other shoulder, then his legs, and finally resting on his heart.

The next moment, all seven ghostly lamps ignited. As they burned, Prince Mingnan's figure appeared within the flames.

A sense of curse erupted. Prince Mingnan's expression grew even uglier; he felt the difficulty of dealing with Xu Qing. This was something he had not anticipated before making his move.

What he least wanted to face was an opponent like himself, capable of self-recovery and wielding bizarre magic arts.

What worried him most was that if his own magic arts were all learned by the opponent, continuing to fight would be extremely disadvantageous.

This was why he had not wanted to continue earlier, but now, caught in an inescapable situation, he had no choice but to fight. So he gritted his teeth fiercely, realizing that the human before him intended to gamble on who could endure the longest.

More precisely, it was a test of who had more recovery attempts, or who would first find the flaw in the opponent's recovery technique!

Prince Mingnan braced himself, his eyes bloodshot, his hands rapidly forming incantations. From the Door of Life behind him, a large amount of vitality poured into his body, while the compass beneath him spun rapidly.

The Six Jia in mid-air did the same. Xu Qing's ethereal image on the Door of Death rapidly blurred, being swallowed by it.

This brought Xu Qing intense pain throughout his body, along with a sensation of impending dismemberment, a brush with death.

However, Xu Qing's ruthlessness was inherent since childhood. He gazed coldly at Prince Mingnan. As the seven lamps on his body burned, one extinguished.

Prince Mingnan spat out blood. Gritting his teeth, he accelerated his rotation. Xu Qing's body trembled as the second, third, and fourth lamps extinguished.

Prince Mingnan's body shook, and his entire body began to decay, but the killing intent in his eyes intensified. With a boom, three of Xu Qing's blurred images on the Six Gates dissipated.

Xu Qing's body cracked and began to break apart, but this fracturing did not prevent the ghostly lamps from extinguishing. In the blink of an eye, the fifth, sixth, and finally the seventh lamp... all simultaneously extinguished.

The moment they extinguished, his figure on the Six Gates also vanished. Instantly, Xu Qing's body exploded with a rumble, completely falling apart. Both his physical body and divine soul were collapsing.

Prince Mingnan was in a similar state. Even with the Door of Life sending vitality from behind, he could not withstand the curse of the seven lamps. His body withered, his hair fell out, and his life force shattered. His physical body turned to dust, and both his form and spirit were destroyed!

The next moment, within Ding-Yi-San-Er, the power of blessing erupted. A sundial's shadow formed, and its gnomon spun.

Immediately after, Prince Mingnan's body reformed.

Xu Qing's shattered physical body and divine soul also rapidly converged and fused, emerging completely unharmed.

Both opened their eyes simultaneously, their gazes meeting.

“Die!”

Prince Mingnan raised his right hand towards the copper coin that had fallen to the ground, about to press down again.

But at that moment, a dark shadow leaped up from the side, and just as his palm descended, it enveloped the copper coin.

Amidst a roar, a mournful wail seemed to emanate. The dark shadow dissipated, and the copper coin it had enveloped also vanished without a trace.

It reappeared in Xu Qing's hand, but the moment he touched it, a strong burning sensation flared, and Xu Qing's palm began to melt. He could not use this item for the time being.

So Xu Qing waved his hand and tossed it into the dark shadow on the ground.

That dark shadow was Xiao Ying.

It had been sleeping, but Xu Qing had forcibly awakened it just now. It swiftly approached while Prince Mingnan was recovering earlier, successfully snatching the copper coin at the critical moment.

However, it had paid a heavy price and was now quite dim.

“That is not for your use!”

Prince Mingnan stared at Xu Qing. The moment his words left his mouth, Xu Qing raised his right hand and calmly stated, “I also possess a forbidden killing art.”

As he spoke, he pointed his right hand towards the sky. Immediately, the sky of Ding-Yi-San-Er changed color.

The Celestial Dao Canglong arrived amidst a roar, covering the sky and transforming into an enormous blade.

Divine Curses and Poisonous Prohibitions spread along the edges of the sky-blade, flowing into its cutting edge.

Moreover, the radiant glow of the morning clouds shone in all directions, forming the blade's aura!

Once this blade appeared, Ding-Yi-San-Er trembled, rapidly changing its form, becoming narrow and long to accommodate the blade, like the groove of a guillotine.

Prince Mingnan's pupils constricted even further. He felt the terrifying aura emanating from this blade, as well as an ancient sense of time. Most importantly, he sensed that a deity had been slain by this blade.

All of this made his expression change dramatically.

“This is…” Prince Mingnan gasped, feeling a sense of danger spread from every inch of his flesh. He did not hesitate in the slightest, raising both hands, one finger pointing at his brow, one at his heart, inhaling simultaneously.

Instantly, his entire body began to wither, and even his foundation seemed subtly shaken.

Clearly, the countering art he unleashed this time was also a heavy burden on him.

“Curse Wood, Seven Nail-Heads!”

Prince Mingnan continuously spat out seven mouthfuls of black blood. With each mouthful, his body withered further, until he became like a skeleton.

The seven mouthfuls of black blood transformed into seven blood arrows. Each arrow carried a death curse and emanated a terrifying aura, gathering momentum as they aimed at Xu Qing!

To ensure sufficiency, Prince Mingnan simply continued to spit out blood, empowering the seven arrows.

Xu Qing ignored the echoing cold voice. “The Golden Crow as connection, the Purple Moon as a seal!”

The Golden Crow danced, and the Purple Moon formed patterns. Driven by the Divine Treasury, they became one.

Embraced by time, and driven by the Sundial Life Lamp...

Five sundials formed behind Xu Qing. The flames of the Life Lamp shook the vast sky! Their gnomons spun rapidly, and the aura of time erupted suddenly.

The next instant, it was the decisive moment of noon!

“Sundial Noon, Heaven and Earth be severed together!”

Xu Qing's eyes gleamed sharply as he looked at Prince Mingnan, then brought the blade down!

The sky-blade descended from the heavens like an enormous curtain, or a mountain range, obscuring the sky and making the earth tremble. At the same time, after Prince Mingnan let out a roar, the seven arrows he had continuously empowered in front of him suddenly swelled.

Enormously, they shot rapidly towards the descending sky-blade.

The next instant, the God-Slaying Blade and the seven arrows collided.

Heaven and earth rumbled, and a storm erupted within Ding-Yi-San-Er. The seven arrows erupted, continuously attempting to resist, but to no avail. They could only barely resist for a moment before collapsing one by one!

The infinitely divine guillotine, now unimpeded, seemed to sever the void and shatter illusions, landing directly on Prince Mingnan's head.

With a boom, a huge, shocking gully appeared directly on the ground. The storm it unleashed carried endless malevolent energy, spreading to both sides.

Immediately after, Xu Qing formed hand seals. The power of misfortune from Ding-Yi-San-Er erupted, affecting the formation of the opponent's blessing.

Oblivion enveloped him, its crushing force shattering his magical blessings. Poison prohibitions also descended, corroding everything. Furthermore, sundials appeared, locking down that area.

They sealed space and time, preventing the opponent's blessing from restoring him.

It was indeed effective. This time, Prince Mingnan's recovery was no longer instantaneous; instead, it barely formed after dozens of breaths.

The moment he rematerialized, although his physical body reappeared, the sky-blade fell once more in the blink of an eye.

With a rumble, Prince Mingnan was once again destroyed in both form and spirit.

Xu Qing's eyes were indifferent, his body suspended in mid-air. As his hands formed seals, various divine abilities rained down. A hundred breaths later, the moment the power of blessing reappeared and Prince Mingnan's body manifested, all previously deployed methods simultaneously unleashed their power, engulfing Prince Mingnan's figure and slaying him once more.

“Let's see how long you can last,” Xu Qing declared. He waved his hands, controlling the entire Ding-Yi-San-Er. Divine might spread, empowering seals and forming a decisive killing formation, plunging Prince Mingnan into complete passivity.

Moreover, four directional finger conjurations rapidly formed, and four forbidden weapons whistled and traversed the air. The Vajra Sect Old Ancestor also lay hidden, constantly ready to deliver another fatal blow.

Thus, an hour passed. During this time, Prince Mingnan revived thirteen times. Each time he appeared, he was instantly slain by the explosive power of Xu Qing's accumulated methods. During this, Prince Mingnan attempted to unleash various counterattacks, but he was always too late, and each time, the wait before he could reappear was longer than the last.

This scene caused endless ripples in the minds of the onlookers outside. They felt Prince Mingnan's formidable power and his unkillable nature. At the same time, this also highlighted Xu Qing's terror and ruthlessness by comparison.

Especially recalling the process and details of each strike, it seemed that from the very first move, the rhythm had been within Xu Qing's control.

Whether it was his initial domain learning or the adjustments made after realizing the opponent also possessed an immortal technique, Xu Qing consistently maintained the initiative.

Every one of his offensive moves had a purpose: the curse arts were to probe the root of the enemy's immortality and its flaws, while the forbidden killing blade was to create opportunities.

And just as the onlookers outside were each feeling shocked, within Ding-Yi-San-Er, as the blessing aura reformed once more and Xu Qing's methods simultaneously erupted, a divine thought filled with urgency burst forth from within that blessing aura, soaring through the heavens.

“Divine Art: Eye of Yanming!!”

Prince Mingnan, who had died over ten times consecutively in this extreme passive state, this time clearly perceived that he was not far from true death. So he staked everything.

It seemed he was unleashing his blessing in a single, explosive burst.

As his voice echoed, the power of blessing surged to an unprecedented level. It directly ascended, piercing through Ding-Yi-San-Er and rushing into the outer sky.

The sky of the Third Domain instantly rippled and wrinkled.

In an instant, a huge crack opened and closed in the sky, emitting golden light.

It was a giant eye!

Not a remnant, but from the Sunflame High God!