Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Chapter 895 686: Struggle for Destiny, Life-or-Death Crisis (Part 2)

Such an opponent, he really didn't want to kill.

But now, with the failed recruitment and the warning from that senior, his already cold heart gradually transformed into a supreme heart of slaughter, a heart of destruction.

If I can't use him, then let him be my kill. A dead enemy is the best enemy.

Boom boom boom!

Cyan Wine drove the Chaos Great Cauldron, which directly smashed down, as the endless Qi of Chaos spread, the destroying Qi force surged down, annihilating everything, destroying everything.

Like a World-Ending Demon God, born to destroy, demolishing everything, annihilating everything.

The mindset was changing, from a sparring mindset to a mindset of slaughter.

"Left hand draws a circle, dominating Creation; right hand draws a square, dominating Celestial Saber!"

Lu Xuanji's Qi force was changing, pushing the Secret Techniques, trying to forget everything, forget all contradictions, forget all thoughts, making the spirit as cold as the ice and snow of December, becoming extremely cold, emotions stable, spirit like Liuli, unmoved by external things, unaffected by personal joys or sorrows.

The energy on his body was rising, his mind multitasking, the power on his left hand gathering and changing, the Mysteries of Creation emerging and vanishing, the right hand forming a Palm Blade, evolving into the Mysteries of the Celestial Blade.

Kill!

Almost in an instant, the eyes of the two clashed, their figures flashing, constantly approaching each other, and the killing moves attacked the enemy.

Boom boom boom!

They collided, fists and feet clashing, all sorts of killing moves attacking the enemy, the Creation Divine Fist clashing with the Chaos Divine Fist, the colorful light clashing with the chaotic light, mutually annihilating, mutually dissolving away.

Lu Xuanji's aura surged, urging the Pure Yang True Flame, golden flames rising, turning into a destructive edge sweeping forward; Cyan Wine, without any politeness, wielding the Creation Divine Flame, gray flames rolling forth, sweeping towards the enemy's body. The two flames quickly merged, and quickly dissipated.

Bang bang!

The two clashed rapidly, like a spark against Earth, a hundred moves passed in the blink of an eye.

"Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon!"

Lu Xuanji drove the Secret Techniques, gray light flickering on his body, and in the next moment, a clone split off from his main body, the clone's aura powerful, wielding the Nine-Colored Divine Saber to cleave down; the main body also stepped forward, wielding a Nine-Colored Divine Saber to cleave down.

Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon was a top-level Secret Technique, Supreme Divine Techniques.

At the time of the Golden Core Realm, it had once evolved into nine clones, each clone with similar cultivation to the main body, the nine clones plus one main body could form a powerful attack on the enemies, suppressing all strong foes. As for the drawback, it consumed a huge amount of Magical Power, and the time the clone could be maintained was relatively short.

As the cultivation increased, the power of this Secret Technique also continued to decline, the combat power of the clone declined, and the time it could be maintained also continued to decline.

At the time of the Harmonization Realm, he could evolve into nine clones, but each clone only had five layers of combat power of the main body, making its role in battle negligible, becoming extremely superfluous.

But not long ago, he pondered and seemed to have a new idea, the number of clones reduced from nine to one, but accordingly, the combat power of the clone also improved, reaching a state similar to that of the main body, but the drawback still existed, it could only be maintained for less than twenty breaths.

The Nine-Colored Divine Saber flickered, cleaving in a Refining Void manner.

One main body, one clone, joined forces to form a terrifying slaughter.

Cyan Wine continuously retreated, several bloody wounds appeared on his body, his aura was declining.

"Fellow Daoist's Clone Secret Technique is indeed powerful, but how long can it last!" Cyan Wine laughed loudly, "Fellow Daoist, take this, Chaos Mist, Spin!"

Woo woo woo!

A huge Chaos Mist appeared on the platform, the arena of a hundred-mile radius was shrouded by mist, and the vision became blurred, the sense of divine perception was declining.

Lu Xuanji slightly frowned, his perception declined, he could only sense within a range of a few dozen meters, any further distance was unseen.

Time flows gradually, the duration of the clone is constantly decreasing.

"This move, consider it your win!"

Lu Xuanji sighed slightly, first withdrawing the Secret Techniques, and the clone disappeared.

Cyan Wine was very formidable, clearly discovering the shortcomings of the Nine Transformations of Fish and Dragon, using Chaos Mist to stall for time, in the end he couldn't postpone any longer and could only take the lead in withdrawing the clone.

"Chaos Waterfall, fall for me!"

Cyan Wine's figure appeared, and under the urging of Secret Techniques, the space above the head cracked open, the void collapsed, forming a huge black hole. The black hole spun and changed, with gray and sticky turbulent air currents flying out directly from the black hole, transforming into waves sweeping in.

The gray air currents gathered together, transforming like a waterfall, sweeping towards Lu Xuanji.

Lu Xuanji's body was slightly trembling, feeling a hint of unease, his figure flickering, quickly dodging.

Chaos Waterfall, slaughtering all.

But another black hole appeared again, tilted down, wave after wave, continuously.

The Qi of Chaos was violent and chaotic, carrying endless Origin Qi, theoretically only an Immortal could control the Qi of Chaos, refining it into Innate Qi, Postnatal Qi, or Pure Yang Qi, Light Spirit Qi, etc. As for cultivators below the Immortal rank, encountering Qi of Chaos would be akin to a mortal encountering aqua regia, almost impossible to resist.

The flesh would erode, the divine soul would erode, the Great Dao would erode, everything would erode, leading to ashes and smoke.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Cyan Wine was the best exception.

He had a Chaos Immortal Body, naturally able to wield the Qi of Chaos, like a fish in water.

Cultivators below the Immortal rank, once corroded by Qi of Chaos, would completely dissolve, leading to destruction; Cyan Wine could instead absorb the Qi of Chaos, transform it into his own nourishment, and refine the Qi of Chaos, increasing cultivation; wielding the Qi of Chaos to attack and annihilate enemies.

Boom boom boom!

One black hole after another opened, the endless Qi of Chaos constantly eroded.

At the start, there was room to dodge, but later, the range of activity shrank.

In a careless moment, Qi of Chaos swept down, instantly annihilating him.

In an instant, Lu Xuanji was trapped inside, as the Qi of Chaos washed over him, his flesh eroded and disappeared in an instant more than half, leaving only a golden skeleton in the void. Brush brush, just after a moment, the skeleton was also half-dissolved, and the Thirty-Three Heavens Supreme Treasure was also damaged.

"Am I going to die here?"

Lu Xuanji felt a bit unwilling, urging the Immortal Artifact, Bell of Death, to resist atop his head, but this great bell also emitted a mournful sound, then transformed into a stream of light attempting to break out, escape away.

Boom boom!

But the Chaos barrier around blocked everything, making the escape of the Immortal Artifact fail.

The outside silhouettes flickered, Cyan Wine moved quickly, beginning to set up the Chaos Annihilation Array, one by one Chaos Runes began to rise, surrounding around, gradually forming a supreme grand array. The surrounding Qi of Chaos became denser, massive airflow swept down.

The skeleton was disappearing, gradually only a skull was left.

In the skull, the Primordial Spirit was like a blazing sun, illuminating the gray space.

The golden light was rising, this is the Mysteries of Creation.

The Mysteries of Creation, which had been retreating in step with the fall of Lu Xuanji, stubbornly resisted the erosion of the chaotic airflow when the range contracted, barely supporting itself.

"The Mysteries of Creation, my comprehension is shallow!"

Lu Xuanji slightly frowned, his expression flashed a trace of melancholy, with only fifteen percent comprehension of the Mysteries of Creation, it was limited in resisting the chaotic airflow, but if the comprehension of the Mysteries of Creation was deeper.

His mind was working, immersing himself in the understanding of Mysteries, pondering the secrets of Chaos, converting them into the Mysteries of Creation.

The Mysteries of Creation were improving bit by bit, sixteen percent, seventeen percent, eighteen percent... nineteen percent, twenty percent...

Unknown time passed, the Mysteries of Creation comprehended to thirty percent.

With the improvement of comprehension, the previously violent chaotic airflow became extremely gentle.

The corrosion of chaotic airflow reduced by much and, conversely, transformed into a stream, flowing into the body, repairing the damaged body, the cultivation that had fallen rose again, the flesh regenerated, restoring to its peak condition.