443: Three Heroes vs. Xiantian (Part 4)

Chen De bent over, forming a holy blade sheath, and inserted the holy blade into it.

The East Sea Sword Saint also adopted a similar posture, his sword intent solidifying into a sheath, preparing for a draw.

One person radiated a dense black aura, his blood qi raging and glowing with a crimson light.

The other person’s eyes were tightly shut, his aura stable, and the fluctuations he emitted grew increasingly faint.

Meanwhile, Myriad Gods was almost defeated, constantly checking on the two of them.

That bastard Qing Li was aiming for a killing blow with every move, and Heaven and Earth Qian Yuan couldn't be used casually.

He was only at the peak of the Mortal Realm, not the Immortal Law Realm, and his endurance had its limits.

He couldn't use it more than a certain number of times within the same period, or he would destroy himself.

Qing Li also noticed the two of them; just by their stance, he knew they were up to no good.

Especially now, he could feel a hint of threat, a fatal threat, from them.

Even though their auras were weakening, this sense of threat was rising sharply.

Immediately, he tried to break free from Myriad Gods and attack Chen De and the other.

At this critical moment, Myriad Gods clung to him like a stubborn plaster, determined to hold him back.

However, Myriad Gods was already at a disadvantage, and now having to protect two burdens, he was repeatedly spitting blood from Qing Li's attacks.

Even the so-called Heaven and Earth Fusion was forced to retreat under Qing Li's full assault.

In a place Myriad Gods didn't notice, Chen De secretly squinted for a peek, then quickly closed his eyes.

A few breaths later, the East Sea Sword Saint's eyelids also trembled slightly before returning to stillness.

“Qi Pierces the Sun and Moon!”

“Fist Shatters Mountains and Rivers!”

Seeing that the two were still not ready, Myriad Gods roared again, charging forward as if entering a berserk state.

Qi Pierces the Sun and Moon was a martial skill he created while cultivating true martial qi.

Fist Shatters Mountains and Rivers was a martial skill he created while cultivating martial body refinement.

Since they shared one body, Myriad Gods added an extra layer to each of their highest realms at their inception.

This final layer allowed the two martial skills to combine, achieving a fusion of body and qi.

Blood qi and true qi would be unleashed simultaneously, leveraging both the advantages of body cultivators and martial artists.

In terms of raw power, the two martial skills separately were not as strong as "Horizontal Eight Desolations"; after all, "Horizontal Eight Desolations" was Myriad Gods's highest achievement since he began cultivating body refinement.

But when the two martial skills combined, their power was considerably greater than "Horizontal Eight Desolations."

As he was steadily pushed back, Myriad Gods pulled out more and more of his trump cards.

But only he knew that his last reserves were almost completely exhausted.

This move was powerful, and its might was further amplified under the divine ability of Heaven and Earth Fusion.

However, the effect was not significant; it only briefly contended with Qing Li before being broken.

Myriad Gods was also struck again with a heavy blow, his body covered in dense, intricate cracks.

On his chest, there was an even more terrifying sword mark, glowing with Qing Guang—Qing Li's masterpiece.

Now, even the defensive power of his divine ability was barely holding up.

At the same time, there was even worse news: the duration of the divine ability was nearing its end.

Once the divine ability was broken, and with Qing Li being so fierce, it would immediately be Myriad Gods's death.

So, while struggling to hold on, Myriad Gods couldn't help but transmit a message to the two of them.

“How much longer?!”

As Chen De's Benefactor, Myriad Gods immediately responded to him.

“Three... three years!”

Myriad Gods: ... “Good!”

Myriad Gods shouted loudly.

Then, an extremely terrifying sword wave brushed past Chen De.

It was no exaggeration to say that even the faint aura of the sword wave, emanating from where Chen De stood, was enough to erode an ordinary peak Demon Emperor Realm into nothingness.

But the current Chen De was at the peak of the Mortal Realm, with perfected laws, and protected by a law halo, so he felt nothing, as if bathed in a spring breeze.

“How much longer?”

At this moment, Myriad Gods asked again.

Chen De immediately replied, “I just burned some lifespan; it'll be thirty breaths. After all, I can't let you, my Benefactor, fight alone in front!”

“Seeing you being beaten so badly, my heart is burning with anxiety!”

“Good!”

Hearing the response, Myriad Gods continued to entangle Qing Li, fighting even more desperately than before.

Fortunately, the duration of Heaven and Earth Fusion still had over thirty breaths; as long as he handled it a bit better...

It should... probably... maybe... possibly... be fine, right?

“Aiya!”

Myriad Gods cried out in pain.

Numerous Qing Guang sword marks appeared on his body, radiating strange energy everywhere.

The reason was simple: Qing Li, that scoundrel, had an incredibly strong learning ability.

Knowing that using his divine ability consumed a lot, he actually came up with a method to use it in portions.

Because it was an innate divine ability, he could wield it as easily as an arm, making its use incredibly smooth.

Each time, he carried a portion of the divine ability's power, mixing it into his sword, and every strike against Myriad Gods was a critical hit.

Myriad Gods: Oh, the suffering!

But Myriad Gods was not made of mud; he continued to pull out many more of his hidden techniques.

Only thirty breaths remained; if he fell before dawn, he would be too useless.

So, at this moment, Myriad Gods used another divine ability—Heaven and Earth Qian Yuan.

He instantly returned to full strength, his essence, qi, and spirit all restored, including his physical injuries, which disappeared at a visible speed.

However, the remaining usage time of the divine ability—Heaven and Earth Fusion—did not change, as non-matching divine abilities are hard to influence each other.

And so, for the remaining thirty breaths, martial skills like "Horizontal Eight Desolations" were used repeatedly and desperately.

Seeing Myriad Gods's reckless fighting style, Qing Li was once again entangled by him.

But the disparity between the two sides was too great, and he was struggling immensely.

However, glancing back at Chen De and the East Sea Sword Saint, both of whom had serious and focused expressions.

Myriad Gods was once again filled with vigor, howling and recklessly blocking the attacks.

Still not dead!

Still not dead!

Still not dead!

In the field, someone was silently chanting this thought.

Firstly, it certainly wouldn't be the benevolent Supreme Holy Mother Chen De; he was currently anxiously accumulating power, waiting to help his Benefactor.

It should be the East Sea Sword Saint; looking at his thick eyebrows, big eyes, and honest demeanor, he was too deceptive—he clearly wasn't a good person.

Of course, the most likely one was Qing Li, as he was currently suppressing and beating Myriad Gods.

Finally, there was a terrifying possibility: that it was Myriad Gods himself who was thinking this.

He wanted to use his own death to provoke the anger and guilt of Chen De and the other, to increase their accumulated power, and to desperately avenge the common people of the Four Profound Heavens.

But he was also worried that dying too falsely or hastily, so every step he took was with full effort.

All for the sake of putting on a show for Chen De and the other!

“Let's see if you still won't die.”

Qing Li suddenly sneered. Myriad Gods was fighting so desperately, and the moves he used were so unoriginal.

He was clearly at the end of his rope, in his final struggle.

Qing Li held nothing back in his attacks, and in a short while, Myriad Gods's recently recovered body was once again covered in wounds.

Wielding the Qing sword, he slashed at Myriad Gods's body, strike after strike.

Chen De saw it with his eyes, but... his heart was burning with anxiety!

He wished it was him who was currently holding back Qing Li.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't act prematurely, fearing that all his efforts would be in vain, he would have almost given in.

At this very moment, he only wanted to slap himself hard.