Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1619: 871: Battle of the Six Desires Sky

Zhao Sheng let out an involuntary groan, bloodshot veins surging into his eyes at once.

Swish!

His silhouette blurred, withdrawing a hundred miles in a flash.

Simultaneously, a streak of green light shot out from under his sleeve.

The green light hovered above his head, quietly morphing into an ancient, imposing bronze bell.

The Qinghuang Bell spun gently, unleashing a massive wave of emerald glow that shrouded its owner, ultimately forming a enormous, shimmering green bell shield.

Boom!

A murky yellow colossal tongue materialized from nowhere, slamming fiercely onto the green bell shield.

The shield merely caved in a bit before snapping back to perfect form.

Hu Qianqian's eye twitched at the sight, and she swung the Soul Hook without thinking.

Just as the crimson sword gleam vanished, the Mixed Element Giant Palm crashed down from above, smashing brutally onto Hu Qianqian and the massive toad underneath.

Rumble…

Hu Qianqian and the toad below her exploded in an instant, the swamp beneath crumbling apart, vast quantities of muck vaporizing into oblivion.

Ding…

Following a faint chime, ripples spread across the green bell shield's surface, with a glaring blood-red sword beam over ten feet long emerging at its core.

The sword beam quivered wildly before bursting into myriad specks of light, vanishing instantly.

Right then, a furious roar echoed across the skies and lands once more: “The pain is killing me! I’m going to swallow you whole… Xi Jun, why haven’t you awakened yet… Devour heaven and earth for me!”

Before the shout ended, the entire world appeared to awaken.

Darkness abruptly cloaked the heavens, and in a heartbeat, a deluge of “rain” poured down.

Those thick “raindrops” were in fact globs of slimy, decaying yellow sludge. Wherever they landed, splatters spread, rapidly tainting everything nearby, even turning the void into a foul sludge mess.

The ground morphed into an endless swamp sea, surging with towering yellow sludge waves.

The skies pressed downward while the earth surged upward.

This domain had become a living beast, swiftly contracting inward to devour all life within.

Zhao Sheng scanned his surroundings, sensing the nearby space-time growing ever more “dense,” myriad void powers turning into chains from nothing, locking down this realm.

In that instant, a pristine blood-red blade rent the void, slashing directly at the Qinghuang Bell's form.

As crimson radiance soared skyward, emerald light exploded outward too, the pair of High-level Spiritual Treasures clashing endlessly in a blink.

The next instant, the Soul Hook twisted into a scarlet Dragon Serpent, coiling tightly around the Qinghuang Bell.

Countless blade scars etched across the Qinghuang Bell's surface in a flash, its luster fading sharply.

Chirp…

A sharp, piercing phoenix screech resounded through heaven and earth, the Qinghuang Bell shifting into a hundred-zhang azure phoenix that battled fiercely with the scarlet Dragon Serpent.

The sequence above looked drawn out, yet it unfolded in mere moments.

Of course, what seemed a split second to most felt eternally prolonged to Zhao Sheng.

Ample time for him to activate the Mysterious Skill and deploy the Big and Small Ruyi Immortal Skill.

“Big and Small Ruyi, Giant Spirit Battle Body, open!”

Zhao Sheng's eyes went stark white, savage aura exploding around him as his frame ballooned, becoming a colossal titan forty-nine zhang high in the wink of an eye.

With the Giant Spirit Battle Body emerging, Zhao Sheng's mana, Divine Thought, and Will Heart Light surged exponentially.

Suddenly, this world couldn't withstand “his” presence, the foul sludge waters repelled, steaming away into nothing.

The heavens, earth, and void quaked fiercely.

Click, click, click…

After a single breath, fissures tore through space from nowhere, racing across the skies and lands.

By now, this realm felt utterly brittle, shattering like fragile glass.

Rumble…

As the world ahead crumbled utterly, the most agonized wails erupted from a void spot a hundred miles behind Zhao Sheng.

Aaah!

Hu Qianqian shrieked nonstop, geysers of yellow sludge bursting from her body, swiftly eating through her robes to expose a bony remnant soul form.

Boom!

Zhao Sheng marched ahead, each footfall shuddering the void with thunderous roars, as if it buckled under his weight.

In two strides over a hundred miles of emptiness, his right hand extended, yanking Hu Qianqian into his grasp from afar.

Zhao Sheng held off on questioning her, instead tilting his head to peer into the horizon.

Now, the distant aerial islands were mutating dramatically.

Chunks of rock and soil tumbled from the islands, while huge shadowy tentacles erupted from below, thrashing madly in the air.

Splash! Island after island disintegrated, unveiling a lineup of mountain-sized “Sea Urchin” beasts.

Zhao Sheng's brow furrowed faintly as he squeezed his right hand harder.

Bang! Hu Qianqian burst into a pool of putrid sludge.

“Hmph, another Fake Body!” Zhao Sheng's face grew a touch graver, then he bellowed, “Wuxiang Demon Sect, a sect with a legacy of hundreds of thousands of years, and now you don’t even act like humans?”

Before he finished, a venomous voice snarled from behind: “Don’t think that just because you broke the Six Desires Sky, you can speak wildly here, earlier I was just—ah!”

The voice cut off with a sudden cry.

Brilliant Divine Light flared from between Zhao Sheng's brows; his crushing Divine Thought had pinpointed the foe, obliterating them with a single strike.

“Hu Qianqian” exploded once more, dissolving into foul sludge again.

A flicker of shock, hidden from view, passed through Zhao Sheng's gaze, and he shed all underestimation.

Instantly, he unleashed his full Divine Thought and Will Heart Light, a colossal spiritual surge sweeping outward, blanketing this vast spiritual realm spanning over thirty thousand miles.

Then, Zhao Sheng casually threw punch after punch.

Rumble, rumble, rumble…

Soon, the “Sea Urchin” Demon Monsters' peaks detonated in sequence, reduced to drifting ash clouds.

At the same time, lurking Wuxiang Demon Sect disciples were detected precisely, their Divine Souls shattered by potent Divine Thought, their bodies incinerated by Fierce Flame, scattering as dust.

In mere breaths, thousands of Wuxiang Demon Sect followers met their end in the Underworld, hordes of bizarre Demons spontaneously aflame, crumbling to ash swiftly.

The Demon Refining Heart Fire proved the perfect counter to these Demons, ideal for purging the rabble.

“Taoist, stop! Stop now!”

With their sect on the brink of annihilation, Hu Qianqian could endure no longer, yelling desperately to cease.

Flanking her, two fellow Returning Void Demon Cultivators materialized.

The trio sheltered beneath a white bone and eight treasure umbrella, faces twisted in rage and terror.

Zhao Sheng pivoted slowly, his immense form radiating an overwhelming oppressive aura.