Lian Wuying and the others rushed toward the core area at top speed, but to their shock, they found their speed had slowed down.
His body felt as if he were in water, his legs seemed filled with lead, and he became extremely clumsy.
Everything around slowed down, even the sounds of people shouting were broken and eeri, sounding so eerie.
"What?" This sword severed the law of time? "A Xiantian Heavenly Venerable exclaimed outside the arena.
"It's not that the law of time has been severed. If it were, the time inside would freeze.
With this sword strike, he disrupted the flow of time, so the time inside the arena is different from the time outside of us. "Someone said in shock.
"Isn't it only immortal-level experts who can barely break the laws of time and space?" Someone looked utterly incredulous.
"That's true, but sword cultivators are beings who can break all rules!" Someone sighed.
Sword cultivators are an outlier in the cultivation world; they cannot be judged by common sense, nor can they be judged by the framework of cultivation. They are a group of unreasonable people.
Yue Zifeng slashed down with his sword, the sword shadow vanishing from his eyes, his face pale as paper.
"Pfft"
Yue Zifeng suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, but a faint smile appeared on his face: "
I've finally touched that barrier."
After speaking, Yue Zifeng's eyes instantly dimmed, and he lost consciousness. This sword strike was his wholehearted and wholehearted strike, holding nothing back.
In the cultivation world, only sword cultivators can unleash every ouch of their entire strength in a single strike.
Aside from sword cultivators, no one can break this rule. Even someone as strong as Long Chen has countless ultimate moves, but none can concentrate all his power into a single unleashed attack.
If it really existed, then after Long Chen's move, his meridians would surely shatter, his soul would wither, and he would bloom like fireworks, falling into eternal death.
Only the strongest sword cultivators can concentrate all their power together. That's why sword cultivators are known as the foremost attackers among all cultivators—no one dares to question them.
"Whew."
Long Chen caught Yue Zifeng and checked his body, discovering that Yue Zifeng's essence, energy, and spirit were all depleted, and he had fallen into a coma. Fortunately, he was not injured, which finally put Long Chen at ease.
"Qingyun, take good care of Zifeng."
Long Chen pushed Yue Zifeng toward Mu Qingyun, and at that moment, the spatial flow inside the arena instantly returned to normal.
Lian Wuying, Long Aotian, Ye Wuchen, and the others roared as they charged forward. Their eyes were bloodshot, the Fortune Pearl shattered, and the Fortune Runes scattered everywhere. The runes in the core area were absorbed by the Dragon Blood Warriors, Galaxy Sect, Academy, War God Hall, and the powerful supporters supporting Long Chen.
However, on the outskirts of the core, many fortune runes were still swirling. They had set their sights on these runes, planning to seize them first before killing them.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a golden net opened in the void, instantly enveloping all the runes. At that moment, Long Aotian and the others were both shocked and furious. They looked toward the net and saw a sly face with a sinister grin.
"Mo Nian"
The person casting the net was none other than Mo Nian. He stood atop the crystal coffin, rapidly pulling the fishing net. No one knew what material the net was made of, but it could actually hold onto those runes. With this net, any runes that hadn't been absorbed were caught in a single net.
At that moment, Long Aotian and the others' eyes turned blue with anger. Previously, the runes around the Fortune Pearl had exploded, and they hadn't joined the fight.
Because they know those things are just the surface; the true core is the essence.
The core part requires absorbing enough blood souls to unlock. With everyone scrambling for it and chaotic battles, the core part is unlocked.
However, they never expected that everything would change because of Yue Zifeng's sword. The Pearl of Fortune was shattered by Yue Zifeng's sword, and the essence was split nearly halfway by Long Chen's side.
The other half was wiped out by Mo Nian in one fell swoop. If Mo Nian succeeded, then all these people who had been scheming to participate in this Saint King Conference would end up with nothing.
"Death!"
The first to reach Mo Nian was Yan Wuji, a descendant of the Human Emperor. The phenomenon behind him spread out, revealing a majestic figure. Endless imperial might surged, resonating with heaven and earth, and a punch struck at Mo Nian.
At this moment, Yan Wuji was truly anxious. Although he had been hunting Mo Nian before, he had always conserved his strength, all for the last bit of fortune essence.
Now, seeing that most of the fortune essence had been swept up by Mo Nian in one sweep, he no longer held back and directly summoned the Human Emperor phenomenon.
"Boom!"
Just as Yan Wuji charged out, a golden figure carrying endless dragon might charged in. Amidst the earth-shaking dragon roar, Long Chen threw a punch, and the two fists collided fiercely.
The explosion shook the heavens, blood and energy surged. Yan Wuji was violently shaken all over and sent flying backward, while Long Chen was sent flying as if he had hit a meteor, his blood and energy surging.
"Good brother, help me buy some time." Mo Nian shouted as he quickly reeled in the net.
This giant net had long been prepared by Mo Nian, specifically for collecting fragments of fortune. However, after casting it out, he began to regret it.
He was too greedy. Because there were too many fortune fragments, the net was extremely difficult to store. Now that so many people were attacking, he suddenly panicked.
"Take it."
Long Chen shouted, the wings of the Kunpeng behind him trembling, his large hand spreading, lightning flickering, and a thunder orb rapidly expanded, roaring violently as it smashed toward Long Aotian and the others.
"World-Destroying Thunderlight"
Long Chen struck with incredible speed. No hand seals or hand seals were needed. Just after exchanging a blow with Yan Wuji, the Ten-Thousand-Mile Thunderball appeared in his hand, dazzling in speed.
The massive orb of light broke free from Long Chen's hand, rapidly expanded, and exploded with a thunderous roar in front of Long Aotian and the others.
The raging thunder raged, transforming into an endless sea of lightning that devoured billions of powerful beings, turning countless people to ashes in the thunder sea.
"Oh my god, that's the thunder of the heavenly tribulation. He can actually control the tribulation." Someone exclaimed.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Although Long Chen's wild thunder was terrifying, it still couldn't stop Long Aotian, Lian Wuying, and other powerful figures. They passed through the sea of lightning.
"World-Destroying Fire Lotus"
However, just as they passed through the sea of lightning, a massive flame lotus blossomed and instantly swallowed them up again.
After the sea of thunder came a sea of fire. Although the attacks weren't strong, the spatial distortion caused Lian Wuying, Long Aotian, and the others to slow down instantly.
"Buzz."
At that moment, Mo Nian finally put away the golden giant net and placed it inside the crystal coffin.
When Long Aotian and the others emerged from the sea of fire and happened to see Mo Nian also putting away the coffin, Long Aotian's face instantly twisted.
"Long Chen, Mo Nian, I don't want that fortune rune anymore. I want you to die in endless pain."
Long Aotian roared, suddenly his whole body trembled, and the multicolored phenomenon instantly transformed into seven colors. His aura surged dozens of times.
"Boom!"
The void beneath his feet exploded. To everyone's surprise, he didn't attack Long Chen and Mo Nian, but instead charged straight toward the direction of the Dragonblood Legion.
"Kill them all first. Their runes have just been absorbed; killing them will trigger a drop." Lian Wuying shouted angrily.
Immediately, all the strong warriors on the arena charged at the Dragon Blood Legion from all directions. Long Chen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes icy cold.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, the golden dragon scales on Long Chen's body seemed to be stimulated by something, slowly opening up, and endless power flowing through the scales.
"Cloud Dragon Presents Claw!"
Long Chen shouted sharply, his strength surging like a tide into the dragon claw, rushing straight to Long Aotian to grab it from afar.