451: Chapter 466 You can go die!

Before his voice had even faded, Yuan Tiangang's aura suddenly surged!

At that moment, he pushed the Tiangang Law to its absolute limit!

Pale golden light erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption, condensing behind him into a massive phantom that towered between heaven and earth.

It was a hundred-zhang giant, identical to him, yet majestic and solemn, like an ancient deity descending upon the world!

Tiangang Dharma Idol!

This was the ultimate manifestation of the Tiangang Law, using one's own Foundation to condense a Dharma Idol true body!

As long as the Dharma Idol existed, he existed! If the Dharma Idol was not destroyed, he would not die!

"Come and fight!"

Yuan Tiangang roared and took a step forward!

The hundred-zhang giant phantom similarly took a step forward, landing with a thunderous crash!

The entire earth trembled violently! Centered where his foot landed, the ground within a hundred-mile radius instantly cracked, with countless bottomless ravines spreading in all directions!

Feng Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly!

He never expected that after being heavily injured by a sneak attack, Yuan Tiangang could still burst forth with such terrifying combat power!

He was truly putting his life on the line!

"Your Excellency, stop holding back!"

Feng Wuji couldn't care about much else at this point and shouted sternly at Lu Ming.

At the same time, he also pushed the Law of Wind to its full power!

In an instant, the world changed color!

Countless azure tornadoes were born out of thin air, each a thousand zhang tall, connecting heaven and earth, spinning frantically!

Everywhere the tornadoes passed, rocks crumbled, ancient trees turned to powder, and even the Void Realm was twisted into countless fine cracks!

As for himself, he turned into a beam of light that the naked eye simply could not capture, weaving through the sky full of tornadoes!

At this moment, Feng Wuji displayed all the profound mysteries of the Law of Wind.

Extreme speed, madness, and unpredictability!

On the other side, Lu Ming still didn't use the human emperor banner, nor did he activate the Yin-Yang Law, but he exerted the Dao of Heavenly Secrets to its absolute limit at this moment!

He raised a hand and tapped a finger on his brow; silver light flickered in his eyes, like two cold moons hanging upside down!

When he looked up again, the world had already changed its appearance in his eyes.

In his vision, countless threads of Karma in the Void Realm intertwined into a vast and boundless giant net.

Each thread represented a certain segment of a person's Karma, flickering and entangled incessantly.

Lu Ming's ten fingers moved gently, like a musician playing a zither, peeling away the layers within the chaotic and tangled threads of Karma.

In a few moments, he found the Karma thread belonging to Yuan Tiangang.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he hooked his index finger gently.

That wisp of thread seemed to be summoned, drifting down gently and wrapping around his fingertip.

The moment he grasped this thread, Yuan Tiangang no longer had any secrets before him.

The trajectory of every strike he made, the flow of every thought, and even his actions for the next few breaths were clearly perceived by Lu Ming.

And so...

"Fellow Daoist, three feet to the left."

Lu Ming immediately sent a voice transmission to Feng Wuji.

Feng Wuji was stunned upon hearing this, not understanding the meaning, but his body subconsciously shifted horizontally to the left in an instant.

The next moment, Yuan Tiangang's mountain-collapsing and peak-shattering fist smashed exactly where he had just been standing!

The fist wind whistled past the edge of his clothes and slammed into a mountain peak behind him, directly reducing it to powder!

"This..."

Feng Wuji's eyes widened like copper bells.

Was this a coincidence? Or a lucky guess?

But before he could think further, Lu Ming's voice transmission reached his ears again.

"Watch your back!"

Without turning his head, Feng Wuji slashed out a wind blade behind him!

That wind blade tore through the Void Realm and met another fist from Yuan Tiangang attacking from behind! The fist and blade collided, erupting in a world-shaking roar!

"It's not a coincidence!"

Feng Wuji was now certain; this person wasn't just speaking randomly, he truly had a grasp of the situation!

"How did he know? What kind of method is this..."

Feng Wuji thought rapidly while dodging Yuan Tiangang's attacks according to Lu Ming's guidance.

Suddenly, his gaze froze.

"Could it be that this is... Heavenly Secret Deduction!"

A Heavenly Secret Master!

The other party was a Heavenly Secret Master!

Once this thought emerged, the more Feng Wuji thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

He remembered when the two of them had teamed up to surround and suppress this person; although the other party had been in a sorry state, he always managed to turn danger into safety at the critical moment and never suffered any substantial harm.

At the time, he thought it was just good luck, but now it seemed the other party had clearly predicted their attacks through Heavenly Secret Deduction!

After reaching this conclusion, instead of being wary, a surge of uncontrollable ecstasy welled up in Feng Wuji's heart!

Stereotypes can sometimes be truly fatal.

In the eyes of the vast majority of Cultivators, Heavenly Secret Masters were a group of manipulative bastards who hid behind the scenes; if actually dragged onto a frontal battlefield, nine out of ten were weaklings.

So what if they could calculate and predict? Before absolute strength, as long as they were approached, they would surely die!

The corners of Feng Wuji's mouth curled up slightly, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

"In that case, I no longer need to hold back."

He thought to himself, "Finish this quickly, deal with Yuan Tiangang first!"

Previously, he had been secretly guarding against Lu Ming, fearing when this temporary ally might stab him in the back.

Even when dealing with Yuan Tiangang, he had held back some of his strength.

But now, after confirming that this ally was a frail and harmless Heavenly Secret Master, he completely let down his guard.

A mere Heavenly Secret Master is easily handled!

The Law of Wind was released at full force!

Feng Wuji's speed surged again, reaching a point where even afterimages could not be captured!

He was like a real wind, shadowless and formless, omnipresent!

Combined with Lu Ming's precise guidance, Yuan Tiangang couldn't even touch the edge of his clothes, instead frequently being hit by underhanded strikes!

The two of them, in their cooperation, actually began to develop a strangely tacit understanding!

Yuan Tiangang roared repeatedly, his hundred-zhang Dharma Idol frantically swinging its fists, each punch enough to shatter a mountain peak!

Everywhere the fist wind passed, the Void Realm distorted violently, as if unable to withstand this terrifying power!

However, Feng Wuji's speed was too fast.

So fast that he couldn't even catch a shadow.

Combined with Lu Ming seeing through his every move in advance, he simply couldn't touch even the edges of their clothes!

But Yuan Tiangang did not give up.

Because he knew he still had his final reliance, which was the defense of the Tiangang Dharma Idol!

The defense of that hundred-zhang giant was even more terrifying than his own body.

When Feng Wuji's wind blades slashed against it, they could only leave a faint white mark, and those marks were fleeting, quickly restored to their original state by the power of the Dharma Idol.

"Damn it! Why can't I break through his defense!"

Feng Wuji's face gradually began to turn ashen.

If they kept wasting time like this, what was the difference from the beginning?

It was still a situation where neither could do anything to the other, and continuing the fight was purely a waste of time!

At this time, Feng Wuji started to feel disdain for his temporary ally again.

What was the use of being able to calculate? Could he provide even a bit of substantial help?

Fuck, useless!

Just as Feng Wuji's mindset was becoming increasingly irritable, and he even intended to simply make peace with Yuan Tiangang, even if it meant losing some of his own interests, rather than continuing this meaningless attrition.

But at that very moment, Lu Ming's voice transmission sounded in his ear again.

"Continue to wear him down!"

Lu Ming's voice was calm and certain, but it sounded exceptionally grating to Feng Wuji.

He curled his lip, feeling very disdainful in his heart.

So you just move your lips, and the one putting in the effort is me? What does that make him?

Besides, you're just a stinking fortune-teller, and now you're bossing me around!

Seeming to see that Feng Wuji was in the wrong state and showed signs of stopping, Lu Ming continued,

"His Dharma Idol is strong, but the consumption must be enormous. Plus, he is already heavily injured; he won't last long!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation flashed in Feng Wuji's eyes.

He didn't know if Lu Ming was telling the truth, but even he really didn't want to keep wasting time; it was too torturous.

Seeing this, Lu Ming sighed inwardly.

This person really isn't easy to fool.

But this time, he truly wasn't lying.

Through Karma deduction, he could clearly "see" Yuan Tiangang's current state.

That seemingly indestructible Tiangang Dharma Idol had already begun to experience subtle internal turmoil.

The other party was merely forcing himself to hold on, putting on a calm appearance.

As long as they persisted for a bit longer, the other party would inevitably reveal a flaw.

At that time, the outcome would be decided.

So Lu Ming could only add another sentence: "As a Heavenly Secret Master, I never lie. Truly, you must believe me."

These words were spoken with utmost sincerity.

Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment.

The profession of Heavenly Secret Master... indeed rarely spoke lies.

After all, they cultivated Karma, and lying easily invited the backlash of Karma.

So, this matter was likely true?

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes as he made a secret decision.

The main reason was that the sunk cost at this point was simply too high.

If he stopped and made peace, he would only lose more; he might as well take one more gamble!

"Fine! I'll believe you this once!"

He took a deep breath, and the Law of Wind around him surged again!

Countless azure tornadoes swarmed from all directions, trapping Yuan Tiangang and his Dharma Idol in the center!

Each tornado was a thousand zhang tall, spinning frantically like a giant cage!

The tornadoes frantically cut and tore at the hundred-zhang Dharma Idol! Every strike consumed the Dharma Idol's power!

As for Feng Wuji himself, he turned into thousands of afterimages, attacking Yuan Tiangang frantically!

Striking and retreating instantly, never staying still!

Attrition!

This was a pure war of attrition!

Time passed bit by bit.

One breath.

Ten breaths.

Thirty breaths.

Finally, Yuan Tiangang's surface calm could no longer be maintained.

His aura began to wither, the light of the hundred-zhang Dharma Idol started to dim, and subtle fluctuations even appeared at the edges.

He was, after all, heavily injured, and having forced the activation of the Dharma Idol for so long, the consumption was simply too great.

"He's almost at his limit!"

Light exploded in Feng Wuji's eyes, his killing intent boiling!

He had waited for this moment for too long!

"Now is the time!"

Feng Wuji shouted sternly, no longer able to restrain the killing intent in his heart!

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood into the Void Realm in front of him!

That essence blood turned into a blood mist, merging into the sky full of azure tornadoes. In an instant, those countless tornadoes seemed to be summoned, frantically shrinking and condensing toward the center!

A hundred zhang, ten zhang, one zhang—

Ultimately, all the tornadoes merged into a single azure wind blade that was only about a zhang long, yet as solid as a physical object!

That wind blade was crystal clear throughout, as if carved from the purest azure jade.

Within the wind blade, countless tiny runes could be seen flowing, each rune containing the ultimate essence of the Law of Wind!

Wind Ultimate Void-Breaker!

This was Feng Wuji's trump card killing move! Using essence blood as a guide and Law as a Foundation, he condensed the extreme of wind into a physical form to slash through everything!

"Go!"

He shouted sternly and pushed his right hand forward violently!

That azure wind blade instantly disappeared from its original spot!

The next moment—

Puchi!

A soft sound, like a sharp blade piercing through worn leather.

That azure wind blade was like a hot knife through butter, sinking into Yuan Tiangang's Tiangang Dharma Idol without any resistance!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

At the chest of the hundred-zhang giant, a tiny hole appeared.

At the edge of the hole, a crack quietly emerged.

Kacha—

A crisp sound, like ice surface cracking.

Immediately following, those cracks spread in all directions like a spiderweb! One, two, ten, a hundred... countless cracks frantically proliferated on the surface of the Dharma Idol!

Through the cracks, a blinding golden light shone out!

That was the final Origin power of the Tiangang Dharma Idol, burning frantically in an attempt to maintain this crumbling idol!

But everything was in vain.

That golden light lasted for only a single breath before it exploded violently!

BOOM—!!!

A world-shaking roar!

The hundred-zhang Tiangang Dharma Idol completely collapsed at this moment!

Countless golden points of light splashed in all directions like a rainstorm!

Each point of light contained pure Tiangang Law power; everywhere they passed, rocks crumbled and the Void Realm trembled!

Yuan Tiangang's face instantly became as pale as paper!

He opened his mouth and spat out a blood arrow about a zhang long, tracing a shocking trajectory in the air!

His body was like a broken kite, flying backward!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He crashed through three mountain peaks along the way!

Finally, his entire person was embedded deep into a mountain, leaving behind a bottomless human-shaped pit!

Dust filled the air, and broken stones flew everywhere.

But he wasn't dead yet!

A moment later, from within that pit, a figure crawled out unsteadily.

Yuan Tiangang was covered in blood, his aura withered to the extreme.

His Tiangang Dharma Idol was shattered, his dao foundation damaged; his ability to stand now relied entirely on a stubborn will.

He struggled, wanting to stand up, wanting to continue fighting, and wanting even more to survive.

The Tiangang Law began to manifest on his body; although not as intense as before, its profound mystery remained.

Clearly, Yuan Tiangang intended to make one last desperate struggle.

However, at this moment, a figure had already appeared silently behind him.

Lu Ming raised his hand and tapped a finger on the back of his heart.

Severing Cause and Cutting Off Effect!

This finger strike did not harm his Physical Body, nor did it damage his Divine Soul, but it severed his last remaining connection with heaven and earth!

Yuan Tiangang's whole body trembled; he felt that the Tiangang Law, which had previously been as easy to use as his own limbs, had completely lost contact with him at this moment, as if he had been abandoned by heaven and earth, and he could no longer feel that familiar power.

At this very moment, the light in his eyes suddenly went out.

To his death, he did not know how he had died.

He just stood there like a statue, without any more sound.

...

"Huff— huff— huff—"

Feng Wuji was panting heavily, his face as pale as paper, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

That strike just now had almost exhausted all of his power. At this moment, the magic power in his body was less than one-tenth of its original amount.

But his face was full of a hideous smile.

It worked!

Yuan Tiangang was dead!

That brute who was so tough he wanted to vomit blood was finally dead!

So next...

He suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Ming.

That gaze was like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"Fellow Daoist, thanks for the help."

He grinned hideously, walking toward Lu Ming step by step. With every step he took, the killing intent around him grew stronger.

"But... you can go die now."

Before his voice had even faded, his figure flashed, pouncing toward Lu Ming!

That speed was at its limit, like a true wind!