Chapter 1258: Humans, Cannot Withstand a Single Blow

"Crash into him!"

After ascending to Xukong Island, Xu Xiaoshou had never felt such an overwhelming sense of security as he did right now.

Lao Ba had finally made his move!

He had withstood the pressure from Mo Di Heilong himself!

Riding the dragon beneath him and gripping the Sheng Di dragon horn, Xu Xiaoshou felt his spirit, energy, and essence all elevate to a new level.

Even the two seemingly indestructible walls before him now appeared vulnerable enough to be shattered.

So what if they were Ban Sheng?

His Long Bao was a Sheng Di!

"Xu Xiaoshou, get away from me! Don't hop around on my wounds!" Mo Di Heilong roared in fury. He had tacitly agreed to protect Xu Xiaoshou and fulfill his wishes.

But what was this about riding on a Sheng Di's head?

Was that any way to behave?

If that kid didn't have the Ba Zi Ling on him, Mo Di Heilong swore he would join Sheng Shen Tang immediately and bite him to death on the spot.

Unfortunately, there were no ifs...

Yan Wuse and Rao Yao Yao, the two Ban Sheng, were closing in with full force. It wasn't the time to dwell on trivialities. Mo Di Heilong knew he was a thorn in their side, a bone in their throat.

"Xin Jian Technique, Hong Chen Yanxia!"

With a delicate shout, Rao Yao Yao, empowered by the Xuanxu Xia, unleashed her attack without restraint or worry.

Even facing a Sheng Di's intent manifestation, this was merely the first sword, laced with a hint of probing, yet she was putting her all into it.

The Xuan Cang Shen Jian rose before her chest. Her beautiful eyes narrowed, radiating a chilling gleam. In that instant, the world of Xukong Island seemed to shift briefly.

The shattered Luo Yuan vanished, the nine great forbidden zones disappeared... The entire Tian Shang Cheng transformed into a mundane world of dynastic warfare.

Riding the dragon, Xu Xiaoshou felt himself land on solid ground.

Glancing down, he saw armor on his body and a ordinary horse beneath him. Looking back, he spotted billowing dust, and he was the first expendable soldier in the charge of thousands.

"I'm done for!"

As the scenes of mortal life condensed into an unbreakable flood of soldiers, a dark mass stretching endlessly and surging toward him, Xu Xiaoshou resigned himself to death.

Almost simultaneously, his spiritual awakening triggered.

Xu Xiaoshou snapped back to reality, trying to draw his Xin Jian Technique to turn the tide. But after breaking free from Hong Chen Yanxia, he was horrified to find that he was back on the black dragon—yet the oncoming army was all too real!

"The combination of Qing Jian Technique, Xin Jian Technique, and Huan Jian Technique, turning the scenes of mortal life into something tangible, manifesting as a sword of momentum?"

This move was exquisitely masterful.

The enemy forces grew as they advanced, each soldier enlarging to heights rivaling the heavens.

Their spirit, energy, and essence were dominated by the commander Rao Yao Yao, moving in perfect unison, united as one.

"This isn't a sword I can withstand!"

"Even if I unleashed Wan Yao Yanxia, it wouldn't match this flawless scenes of mortal life."

"Moreover, if Rao Yao Yao switches to Wang Qing Jian or Shan Hai Ping for defense, the one suffering spiritual backlash would definitely be me!"

Thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant. Xu Xiaoshou had no confidence in obliterating everything on Xukong Island and shattering Shan Hai Ping.

In that moment, he even considered activating Huan Mie Yi Zhi, but he held back.

Because right on their heels was Yan Wuse, lurking nearby.

"Long Bao, wake up!"

With a Sheng Di right under his feet, how could Xu Xiaoshou so easily reveal his trump card?

He thrust the four swords down hard, stabbing into the massive lump on Mo Di Heilong's head.

Sheng Di dragon scales were incredibly tough, of course.

But to jolt the black dragon awake, Xu Xiaoshou gritted his teeth and poured in all four fierce swords and his vital energy.

With a sizzling sound, black blood sprayed wildly.

Without a word, Xu Xiaoshou pulled out one tiny Dan Ding—insignificant compared to the Shuangyi Hei Mo Kuang Ju or Mo Di Heilong, like a speck of dust...

"Hiss—ahhh—"

Mo Di Heilong let out a piercing cry of pain.

"Xu Xiaoshou, have you lost your mind? Do you think a spiritual attack of this level can control me? I was waiting for them to..."

He paused, suddenly realizing, "You did that on purpose???"

"Charge at her! Crash into her!" Xu Xiaoshou, as if deaf, raised the four swords again and shouted fiercely, his madness nearly making him yell "Giddyup!" as he threw himself fully into the battle.

But another rational part of Xu Xiaoshou's personality was quietly using his toes to kick the dragon's blood back into his Yuan Fu, one Dan Ding at a time, like a thief in the night...

At the same time, Xu Xiaoshou confirmed in his heart:

What was on Mo Di Heilong was undoubtedly the purest ancestral source power—the power of demonic nature!

Because the fierce demonic power of the four swords should have a terrifying effect on anyone or any dragon that wasn't an ancient sword cultivator.

Now, besides the perfectly tempered Yu Ling Di, another dragon could resist the four swords.

Hong Chen Yanxia invaded with sword light, causing spiritual damage.

Yet, even if it was just a manifestation of Sheng Di's intent, and even with that kid stealthily stealing blood amid the chaos, Mo Di Heilong broke free in an instant—such was the gap in their realms.

As the manifested army of giants from Hong Chen Yanxia surged forward, Mo Di Heilong had no time to quibble with Xu Xiaoshou's schemes.

He extended a five-clawed talon into the air, summoning dark clouds from the nine heavens that blanketed half of Xukong Island.

"Mo Di Zhi Shi!"

For millions of li, sand and stones flew wildly.

The world plunged into chaos, with the pure rising to vanish from sight and the turbid sinking to engulf everything.

The next second, as the "pure" completely disappeared, the "turbid" polluted all. Half of Xukong Island erupted with terrifying demonic energy from the depths, shielding against the scrutiny of the Da Dao and rules, and swallowing the army whole.

"Roar—"

Mo Di Heilong raised his head and roared.

The demonic energy permeating the world crisscrossed from all directions, tearing into the army and reducing everything to nothingness.

Hong Chen Yanxia was shattered in an instant!

Rao Yao Yao didn't even have time to launch a second sword for defense.

Because the suddenly erupting Mo Di Heilong displayed strength far beyond what he had shown earlier when protecting Xu Xiaoshou—by orders of magnitude more!

"Is this his full power?"

Rao Yao Yao felt a chill internally. This was her first real clash with a Sheng Di-level enemy, not just a friendly discussion with Yan Wuse.

She experienced the sheer terror of a Sheng Di!

"I've been angered! I've been angered!"

On the other side, Mo Di Heilong shattered the opponent's attack, though it was unclear who exactly he was raging at, as he opened his maw and inhaled sharply.

Instantly, thousands of strands of demonic energy gathered before his mouth, then he exhaled violently.

"Mo Di Zhi Nu!"

On the dragon's head, Xu Xiaoshou was stunned.

So these were Mo Di Heilong's moves? Was that how he named them?

Damn, he was incredibly talented at it!

Yet, the dragon breath that erupted was anything but weak—it destroyed the world rules of Xukong Island.

Like lightning, it covered Rao Yao Yao and the surrounding hundreds of thousands of li in an unstoppable sweep!

"This range..."

Xu Xiaoshou was deeply moved.

Even in his Shuangyi Hei Mo Kuang Ju form, he had to cling tightly to the dragon horn to avoid being blown away by the storm.

Was this an all-out strike?

Or just a ordinary attack from Mo Di Heilong?

Covering hundreds of thousands of li with no escape and such speed—if it was the former, fine, but if the latter...

Xu Xiaoshou couldn't even imagine.

At the very least, he didn't know if Qian Ying Wu Zong plus Bu Dong Ming Wang could withstand such an attack.

Nearly the entire Luo Yuan, including the mountains and rivers beyond it, and the residual energy accumulated beneath, were all melted by this dragon breath, leaving nothing behind!

Under such a Sheng Di attack, an ancient sword cultivator who wasn't skilled in defense would surely perish, right?

"Guang!"

In the surging darkness of the dragon breath ahead, a piercing point of light ignited, like a guiding lamp in the night.

"Jue Guang Zhi Ying!"

Accompanied by a sacred sound, in the next second, countless dim starfire shadows flickered in the darkness.

They connected into a vast expanse, illuminating the dark and condensing into thousands of shadowy figures of Yan Wuse.

Behind each Yan Wuse were countless extremely faint light lines, their glow so weak they seemed like shadows of light itself.

But stubbornly, they linked together, piercing through "Mo Di Zhi Shi" and connecting to every part of Xukong Island.

"Wan Jing Chuan Yi!"

Xu Xiaoshou recognized this technique, a light-based defensive spiritual skill similar to Shan Hai Ping.

In the demonic breath, each Jue Guang Zhi Ying from Yan Wuse raised a hand high, grasping a point of light in their palm.

It was those millions of dim light shadows, burning themselves to protect Rao Yao Yao, who had barely managed to defend in time.

"Be serious!"

"Its speed is even faster than mine."

Yan Wuse didn't scold; he just offered a word of advice. This was a lesson born from experience, and Rao Yao Yao was still young.

With that, the thousands of Jue Guang Zhi Ying converged, forming Yan Wuse's true body.

"Go!"

Three bursts of light on his body shot upward, transforming into the three battle angels of sun, moon, and stars, each raising their spiritual skills in unison.

But even as Rao Yao Yao nodded seriously and heightened her vigilance...

Xu Xiaoshou felt a sudden tug on his body, his neck nearly snapping.

In the next second, he followed Mo Di Heilong at blinding speed right up to Yan Wuse's front.

Not just Yan Wuse.

His three battle angels.

And Rao Yao Yao—all exposed before the colossal dragon body in this burst of speed.

"This!"

Yan Wuse and Rao Yao Yao's expressions froze.

Predicting the attack?

They realized instantly.

This was guidance from Yan Wuse's earlier protective move, which had exposed his position like a beacon!

Mo Di Heilong wasn't blind.

He zeroed in on that location and charged instantly, using his massive body to trap them in his grasp.

"Mo Di Zhi Zhua!"

The arriving Mo Di Heilong showed no hesitation or mercy.

As Yan Wuse and Rao Yao Yao stared in shock, he extended his five claws.

One claw seized Yan Wuse, another grabbed Rao Yao Yao.

The remaining three caught Yan Wuse's three battle angels.

"So fast!"

"Damn, even on the dragon's back, I almost couldn't react..." Xu Xiaoshou watched in utter astonishment.

In one fell swoop, the enemies were all caught in the dragon's claws!

"Die."

Mo Di Heilong clenched all five claws at once.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The three battle angels shattered instantly, unable to withstand the Sheng Di dragon body.

Rao Yao Yao barely raised the Xuan Cang Shen Jian in time, but it bent sharply under the dragon claw, nearly slicing through her slender waist.

Yan Wuse quickly drew the Feng Yuan Qiang, which was squeezed into a loop, almost breaking and piercing his own body.

Yet, even in their dire state, Rao Yao Yao and Yan Wuse each bought themselves a moment to breathe.

They moved almost simultaneously, attempting to escape...

"Forget, humans."

"You have been waiting, endlessly waiting!"

Mo Di Heilong opened his maw, and an ethereal ancient sound, guided by Sheng Di-level spiritual power, interrupted their escape techniques.

Spiritual awakening!

Upon hearing that deliberate voice, Xu Xiaoshou felt as if his memories had been forgotten, only to return the next instant.

But his opponents weren't so lucky.

Mo Di Heilong's attack was meant for them!

Yan Wuse and Rao Yao Yao's eyes went blank as the dragon claws squeezed hard, sending them shooting into the sky with a thunderous boom.

Due to the Xuan Cang Shen Jian and Feng Yuan Qiang, Mo Di Heilong couldn't crush these two fragile humans.

But blasting them away with his immense dragon strength was more than their Ban Sheng bodies could handle. In an instant, limbs and flesh flew amid the shattered artifacts, and the two mangled forms, barely resembling humans, spiraled out of control, smashing through the void without stopping.

"Long Bao!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened. "Finish them off!"

Just one strike!

Merely one strike!

Mo Di Heilong had battered the two Ban Sheng into critical condition.

Another blow, and even if they didn't die completely, they'd leave their Ban Sheng manifestations here!

That would be one life down!

And Rao Yao Yao had only just become a saint—was she even prepared with a Ban Sheng manifestation to sacrifice?

"This is my battle—keep your mouth shut, you mere mortal!"

Mo Di Heilong thrust his tail into the void and shook his head violently.

He was so irritated he wanted to fling the annoying pest off his head, ideally shaking him to death, but the backlash slowed his next move by a fraction.

At the Zui Yi Tang ruins, everyone stared at the colorful, distorted Qian Li Chuan Yin Jing in stunned silence.

"What kind of turn is this..."

In just one strike, the two Ban Sheng were sent flying out of control, exposing fatal weaknesses.

Was this the power of a Sheng Di?

Then the question arose: Would Mo Di Heilong show mercy to Sheng Shen Tang, or to Rao Yao Yao?

The thought crossed everyone's minds.

"Look!"

"The dragon tail!"

"Its dragon... uh!"

"Even though we can't see anything, tsk, what a show." After Yan Wuse and Rao Yao Yao were flung away, Xukong Island trembled violently.

It wasn't an illusion—it was really shaking!

Xu Xiaoshou noticed the world quaking and immediately stood up, the giant turning to look back. In the next second, his pupils lost focus.

He saw the Mo Di Heilong's tail, sunk into a spatial rift at the Luo Yuan, emerging from a distant point.

Boom!

The heavens and earth let out a mournful cry.

The ground cracked, space collapsed, the world trembled...

Rumble—

Amid the deafening roar, a vast section of land on Xukong Island was lifted by the dragon tail, breaking through the void and soaring into the nine heavens!

"Holy hell!"

"What the... kind of tactic is this?"

"It's like the end of days!"

At that moment, even without the Qian Li Chuan Yin Jing, everyone could see from the Zui Yi Tang direction the dragon tail hoisting land high, raising the Youming Gui Cheng into the sky!

This apocalyptic scene nearly popped everyone's eyes out!

"What is it trying to do?"

"Is it going to use Youming Gui Cheng to smash the two saints?"

That had to be the follow-up!

Everyone felt both terrified and grateful that Mo Di Heilong hadn't chosen Zui Yi Tang. Otherwise, with so many people there, hundreds or thousands of Zhan Dao and Tai Xu experts would have been lifted to the heavens!

Even so, from the distant, elevated Youming Gui Cheng, besides the howls of fierce ghosts, came shrill cries of resistance from spirit refiners.

And several weak, helpless, pitiful, and confused sacrificial Kong Shi.

"Mo Di Zhi Wei!"

With a roar from Mo Di Heilong, the tail that had plunged into the Luo Yuan and lifted Youming Gui Cheng turned into a blur.

The sky lost that section of Xukong Island's land.

Yan Wuse and Rao Yao Yao, out of control, could only watch in despair as their single misstep led to this.

One of the nine great forbidden zones, the entire Youming Gui Cheng, transformed into a despairing "spiritual skill," hurtling toward them.

In their eyes at that moment... the sky was collapsing!

"Humans are so fragile!"