Chapter 100 The Tide Turns

The Great Formation of the Turbid World inherently possessed loopholes; so-called perfection was only a relative concept.

For Fuxi, who was almost the concept of Tianji (heavenly secrets) itself, there were still loopholes. Relying on his own guidance, they successfully cracked it. Accompanied by faint, shattering sounds, even the laws themselves tended toward self-destruction. The Great Sealing Formation of the Turbid World, which enveloped the entire South Sea and most of the East and West Seas, slowly shattered.

It was as if the entire sky had been cleaved open!

Countless clear, flowing lights fell, reflecting each other with the light of the great sun patrolling above the South Sea, incomparably brilliant.

Kua Lin, grasping his long spear, raised his head and murmured, "Great sun..."

Guan Yunchang raised his eyes, squinting slightly, feeling the warmth of the great sun's flowing light on his body, and the feeling that the blood and body were becoming more and more powerful because of the sun's appearance. This was the characteristic of the living beings in the Clear Qi world; the great sun that illuminated the darkness would always give living beings a sense of warmth.

He exhaled. The Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand drew a dazzling stream of light, vast and majestic.

The Turbid World demon god in front of him, weakened by the appearance of the great sun's flowing light, let out a violent, painful howl and was directly beheaded.

Guan Yunchang held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade against the ground, stroking his beard with his left hand. All around him lay the bodies of gods and demons. Behind him was the fortress of the Women's Kingdom. When the Turbid World's aura was at its fiercest, he had guarded it alone, his Green Dragon Crescent Blade filled with murderous intent, single-handedly holding the line.

"Turbid World demon gods..." "I hope everything is going well on Wen Yuan's side."

Guan Yunchang looked at the sky. As the light of the great sun grew brighter and brighter, the remaining demons were rapidly falling and disappearing. These Turbid World demons were not like those that Wei Yuan had encountered before, but were purely born from the rising Turbid Qi (浊气), appearing only briefly, and disappearing again when the Turbid Qi dissipated.

Guan Yunchang raised his eyes and looked at the revolving great sun, his expression slightly heavy: "...Brother Zhao..." Zhao Gongming had now transformed into the great sun. He was the eleventh great sun to be born after the ten Golden Crows.

He was reborn from the ashes, symbolizing the rise of the great sun after its fall, the endless cycle of sunrise and sunset.

At this moment, he was radiantly glorious.

The Turbid World Great Lord casually drew his sword, intending to block the great sun again as he had done before, but this time, he was blocked by a sword Qi that exceeded his expectations, incomparably powerful. The Qi dynamic he released shattered and scattered in the void, and then that vast sword intent suddenly swept across, completely sweeping away the previous Turbid Qi.

In the vast sky, only the sword intent remained.

A trace of astonishment appeared on the Great Lord's face, and then, with a smile, he lowered his eyes, seeing the Taoist, who had been suppressed because of his power.

Because of the drastic loss of his Qi dynamic and inability to replenish it, as well as suffering many injuries, the Taoist walked out slowly, his sleeves fluttering. However, his original blue Taoist robe was full of cracks and stained with blood, no longer looking as unrestrained and handsome as before. Instead, he looked indescribably disheveled, but with a jade hairpin binding his hair and a still composed expression, he was still extremely unrestrained and calm even in his dishevelment.

"Using the same sword move in front of me a second time." "Your Eminence, Great Lord." "Are you looking down on me, or do you think too highly of yourself?"

In an instant, a sharp sword force erupted. The Turbid World Great Lord still smiled gently, unhurriedly meeting the attack with his sword. The sword force of Chang'an Sword erupted, and although the longsword did not approach, a hideous sword mark still appeared on the cheek of the Turbid World Great Lord, blood flowing out. Only then did Wei Yuan's Chang'an Sword fall.

"...Power is recovering..." "No, he is almost creating his own power." "Terrifying talent."

The expression on the Turbid World Great Lord's face could not help but tremble with surprise.

In his opinion, Wei Yuan's entry into the level of the top ten powerhouses was only a short time, almost negligible. Before that, Wei Yuan was in a state of having no power at all. It was the Heavenly Emperor of the Clear World who took him to the Turbid World, taking advantage of their unawareness to kill the newly born Karma of the Turbid World, and then plunder its power for his own use.

Admittedly, this would indeed allow Wei Yuan to reach the level of a normal top ten powerhouse.

He could use the power of the Turbid World's Karma to display all kinds of incredible divine powers and concepts within the scope of [Karma].

However, borrowed power was, after all, only borrowed. It could not become his own.

There would also be various obstacles in its use, and he could only exert about 60% of the power of a full-fledged power.

And most importantly—

When Wei Yuan used the power of the Turbid World's Karma to face the Turbid World Great Lord, he would be at an extreme disadvantage. The power of the Turbid World's Karma could not exert its full strength when fighting the Turbid World Great Lord, and would instead be suppressed and controlled by the Turbid World Great Lord.

That was how it should be. But from the beginning, the Turbid World Great Lord began to realize.

His suppression of the Taoist's power in front of him was becoming weaker and weaker, from being able to restrain him at the beginning to almost being unable to restrain him now. The Turbid World Great Lord's suppression of the Turbid World Dao Fruit was already negligible, which was already extremely surprising to him. And now, the Turbid World Great Lord even discovered—

That under his strong pressure, the opposite side was actually beginning to develop and create its own Dao Fruit power. "...Although he is not good at Tianji (heavenly secrets) derivations." "But his talent in combat and moves is unparalleled?"

"The so-called intuition." "Not bad."

Wei Yuan replied calmly: "I am not A Liang, nor Zhu Jiuyin, and I cannot learn the strategizing of counselors and wise men. All I can do is rely on the instinct of a martial artist to judge how to operate my power to be more beneficial to myself, how to operate my power to make the sword in my hand sharper, and how to operate my power to obtain the final victory."

"To kill you!"

As the last word fell, Wei Yuan attacked again. Flowing and changing around him was not only Karma, but also layers of sharp and unpredictable power, seemingly wanting to cut the sky above, cut the netherworld below, and annihilate all laws. The Turbid World Great Lord clearly blocked the sword, blocked the Karma, but still felt a pain in his body, and then a wound appeared, blood dripping down.

"...Swordsmanship and Karma."

"You can block the sword in my hand, but you can't block the sword of Karma." The Turbid World Great Lord seemed to understand something.

Then he suddenly retreated. As Wei Yuan attacked again, the Great Lord in front of him smiled slightly, and the aura on his body suddenly soared wildly, instantly surpassing Zhu Rong and Gonggong, as well as Wei Yuan in his current state, and even directly surpassing Hun Tian, whom Wei Yuan had encountered in the past when he had not yet taken the final step.

Wei Yuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

The sword in his hand did not retreat or evade, but instead added a trace of bleakness and tragic intensity!

The clear sword cry and the unparalleled Turbid World aura clashed in an instant. There was a trace of sorrow in the cry of Chang'an Sword, and the tiger's mouth of Wei Yuan was cracked, revealing wounds. The Turbid World Great Lord in front of him retracted his hand, seeing a distorted and hideous sword mark on his palm, but blood did not flow down, thick as if it were molten gold, like flowing laws.

"You have all miscalculated one point."

The Turbid World Great Lord smiled calmly: "Breaking the entire Turbid World's formation seal." "Your power will recover."

"But this seat will also completely restore contact with the outside world, and will also instantly restore to my full strength."

"What a pity, do you feel that you had a better chance of winning just now?"

Wei Yuan raised his sword, his finger touching Chang'an Sword. The longsword, which had been crying non-stop, returned to its straight shape, its sword Qi chilling. He said:

"Whether we win or lose, whether we live or die, we will only know after fighting." The Turbid World Great Lord smiled: "As Hun Tian said." "His temperament is upright and sharp, and he doesn't know how to yield."

"Hun Tian?!"

Wei Yuan's expression sank slightly. The Turbid World Great Lord stared at Wei Yuan, smiled, and said calmly: "Do you want to know Hun Tian's final experience? It's good that his last battle was with me, but it's a pity… He was limited by time after all."

At this moment, the golden-red flames in the cracks beneath the earth suddenly fluctuated violently.

Then Wei Yuan heard Zhu Rong's suppressed roar and painful voice. "!!!"

The Turbid World Great Lord glanced calmly in the direction of Zhu Rong, and said: "Why do they think that this seat has not noticed their plans? Primal Heavenly Lord, do you know how to cover up the preparations that have already been made, completely divert the opponent's attention, so that your true plan can be realized?"

Wei Yuan reacted at this moment: "Feint to the east and attack in the west, lure the tiger away from the mountain..." Zhu Rong and Mr. Bai's plans had long been noticed. After all, they had been struggling alone for thousands of years.

Zhu Rong had inversely eroded [Reality], but beneath this layer, Zhu Rong himself had long been targeted by the Turbid World Great Lord.

Then, relying on this hidden erosion, he could completely destroy Zhu Rong's goal.

But Zhu Rong's mutation would inevitably attract reinforcements from the Clear World, which might disrupt the Turbid World Great Lord's plan. So how could he completely divert the incoming reinforcements? So that the follow-up moves on Zhu Rong, and the realm of life and death reincarnation that Zhu Rong intended to create, could succeed?

The simplest method was to create another huge disturbance.

Create another absolutely shocking, absolutely magnificent disturbance that could instantly attract everyone's attention.

For example—the Turbid World Seal that enveloped the entire South Sea, such as the Turbid World Thunder God and the Turbid World Reality. When Wei Yuan and others came to solve the South Sea, their attention was all on this formation seal, which had taken thousands of years to complete, and they ignored whether Zhu Rong, who seemed to be in control of everything, had also been targeted.

Even now, Wei Yuan couldn't believe it. "You are actually willing to abandon Reality and the Thunder God?"

The Turbid World Great Lord glanced at Wei Yuan calmly, and said: "They are not abandoned pieces. If it weren't for you, they would be living well."

"Moreover, we in the Turbid World are different from you."

"The so-called Dao Fruit Realm experts are just a consciousness, a soul. As long as the Turbid World Dao imprint is not extinguished."

"After tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years, a new consciousness will appear, and a new top ten powerhouse will be born. Although the consciousness and personality will be completely different from the past, it is equivalent to rebirth. Primal Heavenly Lord, do you know the principle of [the Great Dao is Eternal]? Human life flows, all beings suffer, and consciousness will eventually dissipate, but the Dao is eternal."

"Even if it is as strong as you and me."

"We are just the masters of the Great Dao. When you and I are gone, will the world no longer have Karma, no longer have the Turbid World?"

The Turbid World Great Lord spoke in a gentle tone, as if he was discussing these principles of heaven and earth with Wei Yuan. In the end, he just said gently: "Therefore, [the Great Dao does not change, the Heavenly Dao is constant]."

He said calmly: "If you are interested, you can try to save Zhu Rong. Will he turn into ashes in the flames of his dreams, or will he not even leave these ashes behind, watching his dreams shatter in front of him, and then die in pain? The ending of a dignified top ten powerhouse, the Lord of Silence, still needs someone to see."

"As for the ending of me and Hun Tian."

The Great Lord smiled slightly, with a trace of loneliness, and said calmly: "I have defeated Heaven, who can defeat me?"

Stepping into the void, the Turbid World Great Lord, having achieved his goal, rose up in an instant. Wei Yuan gritted his teeth and turned to rush in the direction of the Fire God Zhu Rong.

After the appearance of the Turbid World Great Lord, the morale of the Turbid World demon gods, who had been suppressed, suddenly soared, and they pushed back the Thunder Gods. The Leize Dragon God roared: "Fuxi, didn't you say that inside was the Nine Heavens Responding Yuan Thunder Universalization Heavenly Lord? Why is it the Turbid World Great Lord?!"

Fuxi raised his head: "Huh, I don't know?" "What are you talking about?"

"Ah, the sound of thunder is too loud, it's noisy, I can't hear clearly!" Leize Dragon God: "You!!!"

The Turbid World Great Lord stretched out his hands, his eyes slightly closed. At this moment, a domineering and majestic sword light suddenly fell from the sky, carrying unparalleled power, and crashed down. The sound of chains roared fiercely, followed by a vast and majestic terrifying aura, soaring into the sky.

The Turbid World demon gods retreated in unison. An unparalleled aura of the humanistic king rose into the sky. He raised his long sword.

Both sides were golden. One side of the sword body was engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, and the other side was engraved with mountains, rivers, grass, and trees. One side of the hilt was inscribed with the art of farming and animal husbandry, and the other side was inscribed with the strategy of unifying the four seas. Even tracing back in history, only one sword was consistent with this, and even after millions of years, the same sword would not appear again!

"Xuanyuan Sword?!" The Turbid World Great Lord raised his eyes to look.

In history, only three people were qualified to use the Xuanyuan Sword. The one who came was…

A domineering and loud laughter, even the chains could not cover it up. The Xuanyuan Sword swept out fiercely, and the Turbid World aura and the waves of Qi dynamic were suppressed together, and then he pressed down on the hilt with both hands, and the sword edge pressed down fiercely. The golden humanistic king Qi was not noble, but domineering, majestic, and a frank and unrestrained and unrestrained spirit that soared into the sky. It was the pioneering king who charged ahead.

The one who came was—King Yu, Si Wenming! And Si Wenming's arrival meant…

The Turbid World Great Lord raised his head, seeing the myriad phenomena of the stars suddenly scattered, magnificent and vast, layer upon layer. It was as if the world had entered a quiet and deep universe starry sky, and then this universe starry sky was just the sleeve robe of one person. The vast Heavenly Emperor, majestic and supreme, his fair palm drooping, his expression indifferent and calm: "You have defeated Heaven?"

Di Jun raised his hand, and therefore the myriad phenomena of the world rotated. His tone was calm and domineering: "Heaven is here."

"Come and defeat me!"