"Disperse the barrier."
As Kexuotuo's voice fell, this mysterious space shattered.
But then a larger mysterious space descended. The shattered small space broke into countless pieces like glass, falling in the air like rain.
It grew larger and denser. At first, it was tens of millions of drops, and finally, all the raindrops connected into lines. Countless thin lines hung in the sky, connecting to the earth.
The green sea of fire on the ground burned along the thin lines.
The entire space seemed to be cut into countless pieces. Each thin line carried the divine power of dispersion, untouchable.
He Li was surrounded by divine power, temporarily isolating these thin lines. He divided his divine power to touch these thin lines, intending to use the same power of dispersion to turn these thin lines into his own.
But he failed. This seemed to be Kexuotuo's most fundamental power, a counterfeit ability compared to his own. They were not on the same level. His own power of dispersion could not disperse these thin lines.
The space began to distort. From the severed space came the cries of women, the cries of infants, the howling of beasts, angry roars, and sounds like hurricanes passing through, destroying everything with their ferocity. The sounds were piercing and unsettling, but they were not meant to be heard; they reached directly into the depths of the heart, lingering and unforgettable.
He Li frowned, flew high into the air, and rapidly spun the great halberd in his hand. Carrying immense gravity, he fiercely smashed it down. The fierce gravity, with He Li as the center of force, smashed into the thin lines.
They were not dispersed, but they were severed.
Yes.
The invisible force of gravity was split into countless gravity shockwaves.
As the gravity shockwaves traveled further, the number of severed lines increased, and their power diminished. By the time they reached Kexuotuo, only an extremely faint wisp remained.
Kexuotuo reached out and caught the wisp of gravity shockwave, then crushed it with two fingers.
He Li was stunned. "How is that possible?"
Kexuotuo, who had been expressionless, smiled slightly and said, "If it's possible for you to kill me by overstepping your divine position, then what's impossible about what I'm doing?"
"Miracles happening to you are taken for granted, but happening to me is just sheer luck?"
"I am not Hoth, not Aleswar, and certainly not a slut like Nifeita who only relies on opportunistic tricks. My strength is real."
After Kexuotuo finished speaking, the threads carrying the divine power of dispersion began to split. The lines filled the space, becoming more and more numerous, gradually filling the entire space.
He Li frowned deeply. His power of dispersion could not interfere with these lines. His current divine power could only protect him from being dispersed, but this constant defense was not a solution. If he did not react immediately, he would eventually be dispersed by Kexuotuo's divine power and vanish.
A sense of immense crisis gradually spread within He Li, but he did not panic or fear. He had known since childhood that for those who were alone and helpless, fear and avoidance were the most useless things; they could not help him escape the predicament he faced.
This was also one of the reasons he did not fear this emotion.
Because fear was useless, and what needed to be faced had to be faced.
He Li continued to release divine power, trying to push back the constantly compressing threads of dispersion, but the divine power he released was continuously dispersed by Kexuotuo's threads of dispersion.
He Jun appeared beside He Li and slowly raised his hand, about to make a move.
Suddenly,
A hand patted He Jun's shoulder.
Not only He Jun, but even He Li was stunned. Who dared to pat He Jun's shoulder?
He Li looked back and was instantly astonished.
Yan Ping stood lazily behind He Jun, a beautifully crafted Tang saber hanging from his waist, as ostentatious as its owner.
He Jun was not displeased, but simply turned to look at Yan Ping. As he turned, the hand on his shoulder naturally fell away.
Yan Ping didn't seem to care, pouted, shrugged, looked at the impending threads of dispersion that were about to crush them, and grinned, "The situation isn't very optimistic."
"Do you have a way?" He Li asked. Since Yan Ping had appeared, it meant he had the confidence to deal with these things. Moreover, he dared to pat He Jun's shoulder, which made Yan Ping a man in He Li's eyes.
Yan Ping smiled, pointed at the gravity great halberd in He Li's hand, and said, "Throw away that useless halberd first."
He Li threw the gravity great halberd away without hesitation and then looked expectantly at Yan Ping.
Li Qin: "..."
Yan Ping was also taken aback. He Li, you... this... good heavens, you just threw it away.
"Then get ready, we're starting. Boss He Jun, move aside, don't get scratched later, I won't be responsible."
Yan Ping unhooked the plain Tang saber from his waist, held the scabbard in his left hand, and placed his right hand on the hilt, smiling at He Jun.
He Jun said nothing, nor did he look at Yan Ping again. He turned and disappeared.
He Jun vanished. He Li looked at Yan Ping.
Yan Ping grinned, then his expression became serious and stern as he slowly drew his saber.
A horizontal saber, its blade straight, cool as snow. The saber body reflected the faint green fire, emitting a chilling killing intent.
One person and one saber stood in the void. The horizontal saber was held level, pointing directly at Kexuotuo. The formerly lazy demeanor had undergone a massive change. At this moment, Yan Ping was like an ancient ferocious beast, and the horizontal saber was his fangs, his claws, his menacing roar.
An unusually fierce and violent aura instantly permeated the entire space, continuously impacting the surrounding threads of dispersion that had already connected into a single entity.
Like a ferocious beast awakening, slowly rising.
The threads of dispersion, which had already connected into a single entity, still swayed and vibrated, then shattered, turning back into countless fragments.
Between heaven and earth, the faint green fire, the four ghost gates, all shattered, turning into gas and gentle breeze, drifting towards Yan Ping's back.
He Li was stunned. He looked at Yan Ping, this flippant guy, and realized he was so strong. That's right, this guy seemed to have fought one against four twice, fighting Chen Sui, Jin Fang, Li Qin, and Xiao Yue alone.
His frivolous and lazy appearance had deceived him. His unwillingness to act had made him mistakenly believe that his greatest ability was his sharp tongue.
At this moment,
Yan Ping, who was coldly watching Kexuotuo, said in a deep voice, "He Li, draw your saber!"
He Li lowered his head. A plain Tang saber appeared in his left hand. The next moment, as if divinely inspired, he turned to face Kexuotuo, placed his right hand on the hilt,
With a crisp *clang*,
He drew his saber from its scabbard.
Pointing it at Kexuotuo, he raised his right arm and slashed downwards diagonally, then swept upwards diagonally, a cross-slash attack, blasting towards Kexuotuo.
Then,
He Li's figure vanished and reappeared behind the flying slash.
After Kexuotuo blocked the slash, He Li struck again, fiercely hacking at Kexuotuo's chest.
*Ch!*
Kexuotuo's divine body was breached. The saber wound extended from his left shoulder to his right rib cage. Blood, like magma, erupted and gushed from the wound.
Kexuotuo came to his senses, his figure flashing, creating distance between himself and He Li. He stood in the void. The surrounding mysterious space disappeared, and the city in the distance and beneath their feet reappeared in its original form.
Kexuotuo touched his chest, looked at He Li, who after a brief moment of astonishment, smiled meaningfully, and then vanished into the void.
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