The tearing pain felt like it would completely darken his vision. Even the power of the Heavenly Court's talismans, the righteous gods of the Thunder Department, and the Jade Pivot's Left General under the Dipper had lost their foundation at this moment. The talismans within his soul, glowing with a cyan-blue light, were stained with layers of black flowing light.

However, Liu Niu still stood firm with wide, angry eyes, blocking the front of that young and thin child.

Sensing the further loss of vitality, blood spraying from his mouth and nose, tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes. Even he felt unwilling. Why had they just met? Why couldn't he remember anything?

Why hadn't he even said a word? Have you been well all these years?

Does a person get tired? Do you still remember us?

Just at this moment, a hand that was much larger and warmer than he remembered pressed on his shoulder. In the next moment, an extremely vast power suddenly erupted. The illusion of the frail child in his memory dissipated. With a flick of his sleeves, the laws had already changed, and the power of the Turbid World once again erupted.

Causality flowed, and life and death were separated.

In an instant, the soul that should have died was stabilized again.

The hideous wound instantly turned into a wisp of causality in the void, which was separated and then dissipated because it had no foundation. Liu Niu was stunned.

The next moment, he was suddenly sent away, back towards Xingtian. Seeing the child in his memory, who needed everyone's protection, standing there calmly with a broad back, he was stunned and speechless.

It's time for me to protect you.

Wei Yuan exhaled, focusing his gaze on the Turbid World Great Lord in front of him, watching him with a smile and a gentle expression.

He didn't pursue or take advantage of the situation. Even the attack just now had landed at just the right moment. Even the killing intent was very faint.

Otherwise, Liu Niu would have already been scattered into nothingness, never to be reborn. The Turbid World Great Lord retracted his right hand, the sharp energy around his fingers dissipating, seemingly praising, "Not bad answers, both from you and that mortal."

"I am very satisfied with these answers."

"You seem to be asking why I didn't kill him directly?"

The Turbid World Great Lord let his black hair fall down and smiled, "Because there is no value." "I was just curious what choices you two would make."

"The answer is more important than mere life."

"What is the meaning of killing a mortal?"

"Of course, if I had seen an unsatisfactory answer, then that attack just now would not have been so slight." The Turbid World Great Lord smiled gently and nodded, "This is just a lenient treatment you earned yourselves."

"Therefore, there is no need to be concerned, no need to praise and thank me for my kindness." "Just accept the mercy."

"Concern? Mercy?"

Wei Yuan lowered his right hand slightly, his voice deep, "Turbid World Great Lord?"

As causality flowed, Wei Yuan realized that his causal power could not completely lock onto the existence in front of him. It was as if he did not truly exist, but was merely an illusion observed by the eyes and perception, untouched by causality, unrestrained by heavenly secrets, and naturally would not be locked by causality.

"I still remember, more than a thousand years ago, after you delivered a sword in front of me..." "Your panicked escape."

"I have waited for more than a thousand years. I wonder if that sword of yours has been completed."

The Turbid World Great Lord placed his right hand behind his back, raised his left hand slightly, and the Xuan Hei Turbid World Flag, one of the Ten Supreme Treasures of the Turbid World, rotated and fell into his hand. The pure and vast turbid energy flowed, transforming into a pitch-black, lightless sword: "Although this body is only a manifestation and cannot exert its full strength."

"However, it is enough to fight you as you are now." Xingtian over there held down Liu Niu, who wanted to step forward.

That huge hand was incredibly powerful, holding Liu Niu down firmly. His voice was gentle and calm, "Brother Liu Niu, calm down."

"That is the Turbid World Great Lord. This battle is no longer something we can interfere with." "But, but..."

"At this time, just believe in him. Now, he is stronger than all of us."

Xingtian murmured with emotion, his voice gentle and certain, with a power that calmed the mind. Liu Niu's struggle slowly subsided, but at this moment, Xingtian suddenly raised his hand, grabbed his hair, and then his shoulders and arms. With a sudden force, he directly removed his head.

Then, he took a half step forward.

The mouth on his body laughed wildly, "But, I'm different!" "A ha ha ha ha!"

"Kill!"

His muscles bulged, and with a flick of his arm, Xingtian's head directly transformed into a stream of light, tearing towards the Turbid World Great Lord. Xingtian's body laughed loudly, "A ha ha ha ha, no one, no one's head can be above me!"

"Not even mine!"

"After disappearing for so many years, you want to sit on my head as soon as you appear, bullshit!" Xingtian's head cursed loudly, then flew towards the Turbid World Great Lord's incarnation.

The Great Lord didn't turn his head. With a move of his right hand, the pitch-black, lightless sword swept horizontally, directly knocking Xingtian's head back. This action was equivalent to directly tearing apart the originally balanced Qi dynamic between the two sides. The originally solidified and balanced aura was instantly and completely broken. Wei Yuan's Chang'an Sword thrust out fiercely.

The sword's momentum was magnificent, causality flowed, reaching the heavens.

Causality could not be locked, but at the same time, it instantly mobilized the lightning to run and crash down with violent rumbling. Extremely thick lightning struck down from the sky.

Instantly restrained.

It transformed into an even more pure power, the color becoming even more condensed. It slashed down fiercely.

The Turbid World Great Lord could have avoided it, but Wei Yuan's sword was already approaching, attacking with both the sword in his palm and the lightning.

The sword's edge was sharp, instantly erasing the process between causality, directly completing the stabbing action. The sound of the sword resonated through the sky, causing the surrounding land, which had already begun to crumble and crack, to collapse directly, plunging downwards. Under the layers of blazing fire, the deepest part had already turned into a bottomless turbid energy.

The rumbling sound became more magnificent, as if it was erupting from the core of the world. Then, it swept across the three thousand worlds.

Wei Yuan and the Turbid World Great Lord simultaneously looked towards the direction where Zhurong was.

The edge of the Chang'an Sword pressed against the spine of the longsword transformed from the Xuan Hei Turbid World Flag, emitting an extremely clear and melodious whistling sound. The Turbid World Great Lord said, "How about we decide the ownership of this South Sea matter with our battle?"

Wei Yuan's voice was calm, "This humble Daoist does not have such great ability."

With a move of his right hand, he pressed his palm on the hilt of the Chang'an Sword. The entire sword rotated violently, and the sword's momentum soared. The Daoist suddenly stepped forward, his white hair slightly raised, and he actually stared at the Turbid World Great Lord, forcing him to retreat. The ground beneath his feet constantly cracked, and even the laws shattered, turning into patches of nothingness. The dissipation of the two forces produced a tearing explosion.

It plunged the entire South Sea into a violent roar. However, the momentum of the sword Qi still had an end.

The Xuan Hei Turbid World Flag suddenly shook, and its vast power forced Wei Yuan's movements to stagnate. Then, the Turbid World's foundation, the Heaven and Earth's Great Transformation technique, was used.

Wei Yuan's mind once again dispersed all thoughts of killing, becoming as if he had sunk into the deepest night, as if he could not stir up the slightest ripple, entering a deep and thoughtless sleep. But in an instant, this interference was broken. The Turbid World Great Lord's sword in his palm swept back in a counterattack, and Wei Yuan returned the blow.

The longsword blocked the Xuan Hei sword, and then his wrist moved. The Chang'an Sword's sword momentum was mortal dust, winding and echoing.

He forcibly twisted and entangled the Xuan Hei sword.

The sword's edge directly pierced through the Turbid World Great Lord's wrist, and then his body erupted with all its strength. The Chang'an Sword's sword cry was clear and melodious like a dragon's roar. The Turbid World Great Lord's blood splattered out and fell to the ground. Wei Yuan retreated half a step, but in that instant, he also took a blow to the chest. His Daoist robe was torn, and if it weren't for the interference of the Dao of Causality, which allowed him to avoid this sword in advance, his chest would have been pierced and interfered with.

Wei Yuan slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air.

The battle just now was short and fierce. With just one wrong move, they would have been injured by each other.

Xingtian stared intently at this side of the battlefield: "…For the short term, there is no clear winner." But, the Turbid World Great Lord…"

Even if it is a clone, is that all the power he has? "No clear winner?"

The Turbid World Great Lord smiled, holding the sword in his right hand, and released his left hand. Then, from his palm, a piece of pure golden, dawn-like streamer feather drifted, constantly dripping with blood that exuded a vast and majestic aura. Wei Yuan's pupils constricted.

A lamenting cry came.

The distant Great Sun Golden Crow scattered golden blood like rain.

Despite its best efforts to maintain the Great Sun's eastern patrol and suppress the trend of turbid energy, it was ultimately not enough.

The Great Sun Golden Crow, which was larger than the Kunlun Mountains, slowly fell from the sky with constantly extinguishing flames. The golden flames flickered in the sky and were reflected in everyone's eyes. Finally, with a huge sound, it crashed into the mountains and seas.

Wei Yuan raised his sword, exhaling and inhaling to stabilize his true self. It was at this moment that he sensed the problem - after fighting all the way here, his cultivation was in an imperfect state.

And at this moment, the turbid energy was becoming increasingly chaotic.

His cultivation seemed to be suppressed, and it could not function properly here. A Turbid World formation of thousands of years!

Wei Yuan instantly understood. The Turbid World Great Lord raised the sword in his hand. "The Dao of life and death can be used in every way."

"Although you are restricted, I will not stoop to suppressing my strength and cultivation to the same level as you to fight you." "Even if you feel despicable and unwilling, please speak after you die."

He raised the longsword slightly, nodded with a smile, "Celestial Worthy of the Primordial Beginning." "Please."

Without the Great Sun's light of the Great Sun Golden Crow, the turbid energy demons re-emerged. The whole world was dark. Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression cold and calm, neither retreating nor avoiding. When the sword Qi erupted, he once again engaged in a fierce battle with the Turbid World Great Lord. The clash of Yuan Qi and laws stirred the heavens and the earth, scattering large patches of streamers.

...............

"The battle has begun…"

Shi Yi raised his head, looked at the black turbid energy in the sky, and said expressionlessly, "However, Wei Yuan is likely to be at a disadvantage."

"His cultivation has not yet reached the level where he can quickly recover under the suppression of this formation. Rather, he just stepped into the Ten Greats and came here, so his cultivation must not be fully achieved."

"This is a battlefield specially set up for the peak of the Ten Greats."

"It's just that the target has changed from the original Zhurong to the current Wei Yuan."

Qin Yuan widened his eyes and said, "Then, then Poker Face, do you have any way?" Shi Yi shook his head: "Unfortunately, I am not good at formations."

At this time, the white-haired girl suddenly opened her mouth, her tone without much fluctuation: "As long as this seal is broken, is that okay?" Shi Yi nodded, "Although that's what I said, this kind of formation was also set up by the Turbid World after more than six thousand years of hard work. It's not that easy to break."

"At least I…"

"Hm?"

He lowered his head and saw that the girl, A'wa, suddenly had a blank expression on her face, raised her right hand and made a fist, and punched the palm of her left hand. Her appearance was that of one who didn't express but did seem to have a sudden realization.

Then she stretched out her hand, fumbled in her sleeves for a long time, and finally grabbed a strange beast that resembled a tiger but not a tiger, a dragon but not a dragon, a qilin but not a qilin. The strange beast fell on the ground and suddenly became extremely large. It was one of the two strange beasts that had been kneaded out of various materials before, partially inheriting the myth concept of Kaiming's incarnation, a strange beast of the Dao of cognition.

A Four-Not-Alike 2.0!

"Go, find the loopholes here." She patted the strange beast.

The strange beast Four-Not-Alike 2.0 was very afraid and hostile to Wei Yuan.

However, it obeyed the orders of the girl Nuwa, although this order was to help that white-haired Daoist restore his original strength and was somewhat unwilling, it still immediately landed on the ground, carried the white-haired girl on its back, and then auspicious clouds sprang from its feet, and it quickly ran towards a place. Shi Yi and others followed closely, and finally arrived outside a flat land.

The aura of the Turbid World gathered here, turning into a huge seal node.

At this moment--

On the outside of the Turbid World seal, in the direction where this strange beast was about to arrive.

The nine-ring tin staff slammed heavily on the ground, resounding with prajna, shaking causality. Behind him was the young Sakyamuni, the tall man named Dizang.

It was Mr. Hu, who was inexplicably gaining weight like a balloon every day, even though he was supposedly always on a diet of just a small piece of cake. Yuanjue looked at the huge seal in front of him and said:

"Is this the place?"

"Dizang."

ps: Today's first update·········3800 words