that even if I couldn't reach the seventh level, I could at least step into the fifth or sixth... Unexpectedly, the third level is my limit!""Oh well! Back to the drawing board...life is more importa..."Boom boom boom!"

The battle has begun!

One spell after another blasted out.

Both sides engaged in a fierce battle, their energies intertwining to create colossal mushroom clouds that obliterated everything within a radius of ten thousand miles. Even time and space were distorted, the sky turned an oppressive darkness, and cries of despair echoed through the air as if the very heavens were about to collapse!

"Bang!"

Chen Beixuan's expression was cold and stern, he reached out his hand and grasped Wang Teng's fist as it came charging towards him.

He was surprised by Wang Teng's current action.

It's amusing, yet also pitiful.

Even Wang Teng, whose soul and body were united, was not his opponent. How much less could a mere wisp of divine consciousness controlling his physical form stand against him

"Tear~"

Chen Beixuan exerted a little force,

Wang Teng's right hand was directly broken, the bones shattered and exposed, blood splattering, staining the earth red!

At the same time,

Lin Feng also punched at Wang Teng's soul.

"Boom!"

The already somewhat depleted spirit grew even weaker, like a flickering candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment!

But Wang Teng still didn't give up, desperately counter-attacked.

Even if his body is torn apart, even if his soul is disconnected, he still refuses to give up!

How proud, how confident he is!

He was able to lead the once weak Wang family to become one of the fifteen major super Dao lineages today. This goes to show that he possesses an extraordinary vision.

"Father~"

When Wang Yue, who was being protected behind, saw this scene, he felt his heart was breaking.

He wished he could instantly transform into a battle immortal and rush to the battlefield to fight alongside his father.

Even if it meant sacrificing his bloodline, making his father stronger, he wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice himself!

But,

Reality is so cruel.

Even though he was at the late stage of tribulation, he could still do nothing. He could only watch helplessly as his father fell into a desperate situation...

"Father! My dear old father!"

Wang Yue's expression twisted, his heart bled, his veins bulged, and his whole body trembled.

"Come on!"

Wang Teng's blood stained the vast expanse of space,

He roared with all his might, tearing open the void before him with sheer force. He then hurled the king into the void and, without a moment's hesitation, summoned a warship.

This warship seemed simple and unassuming, but its surface was engraved with complex runes. The runes were activated at full power, like a time-travel device, carrying Wang into the depths of the void in the blink of an eye!

"Where to run!"

Lin Feng retreated, shaking Wang Teng's soul. He reached out with a giant hand, delving into the depths of the void, wanting to grab Wang Yue, but that warship was too fast, traveling like it rode upon time itself, impossible to catch up to.

"...It's a time ship..."

Chen Beixuan's face was filled with surprise.

What is a time ship

Lin Feng asked.

"...a flying weapon made from the stones of time and space, imbued with the essence of celestial spirits... This vessel runs on the energy of celestial spirits, once activated, it cannot be captured! I only saw one like it during my travels along the Immortal Path..."

The biggest drawback of this ship is that it can only carry one person! Otherwise, its speed will be greatly reduced…

Chen Bei Xuan thought of something, shifted his gaze to Wang Teng, and asked:

"It is said that before the Ancient Calamity, you disappeared for three hundred years... Where did you go"

"Heh heh... Hahahahaha!"

Wang Teng didn't answer, instead bursting into a wild, unrestrained laughter.

The more she laughed, the more exaggerated and unrestrained it became!

At this very moment,

The soul has returned to its true body.

His two arms were broken, his body covered in blood, and blood flowed from all seven orifices on his face. Even as he laughed, blood spurted from his throat with every burst of laughter.

"Glug glug..."

The blood flowed freely, like a fountain!

His breath grew increasingly faint, his Dao Fruit losing its luster and nearing dissipation...

What are you putting on

Lin Feng let out a cold snort, with a palm strike he sent the severely wounded Wang Teng flying. He crashed to the ground and rolled several times, leaving streaks of blood on the floor as he lay there in utter humiliation!

Wang Teng struggled to get up, ignoring Lin Feng and looking directly at Chen Beixuan.

He was covered in blood, but his eyes burned with an unwavering intensity, like a raging fire. He refused to yield, his spirit unbroken...

Chen Beixuan, you are strong, but I am not weak. If it weren't for my eagerness to progress back then, today I would definitely not have been defeated by you!

"Indeed!"

Chen Bei Xuan nodded slightly and replied calmly:

"Your talents are indeed quite good. If you had been able to steadily advance back then and reach the peak of tribulation, you probably wouldn't be much worse than me! It's a pity that you have too many distractions, too much ambition, wanting to become a great king... A cultivator should know how to make choices!"

"Hehehe, for the Wang family"

How do you know the inner reason for this

Wang Teng chuckled wryly,

As if remembering something,

His once proud and unyielding expression suddenly became forlorn and desolate...

It was all for a promise!

In order to reach the peak of tribulation within five hundred years, he spared no expense, but ultimately failed to find her...

"Today, I lost to you. Though I don't admit defeat, I don't feel it was undeserved..."

But you want me to surrender, that's impossible!

"The joys and sorrows of the human world!"

Wang Teng roared.

Once again, it burned with exhausted vitality, charging towards Chen Beixuan!

This was the nightmare he had when he first attained enlightenment. He felt the ruthlessness of heaven and sighed at the joys, sorrows, partings, and reunions created by human emotions. Now, he uses his life essence to unleash this formidable power!

Still useless!

His methods seemed to be lacking something, unable to pose a threat to someone like Chen Beixuan!

"Boom!"

Chen Beixuan pinched his sword fingers, and a beam of rainbow shot out from his fingertips, shattering Wang Teng's Lamenting Art. In the end, it even pierced through Wang Teng's chest, bringing forth a splash of blood. Within the blood blossom, one could faintly see a shattered heart,

"Pfft!"

Wang Teng's body suddenly stiffened, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

His eyes gradually dimmed, his soul fire leaving his body, flickering faintly, as if about to dissipate between heaven and earth...

Last moment,

He strained his neck, gazing at the horizon, muttering to himself:

"People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions. The moon has waxing and waning phases. This is a timeless truth; yet I hope people will live long lives together, thousands upon thousands of miles apart..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker, until finally, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His stalwart and indomitable body slowly leaned back, crashing heavily to the ground and scattering a layer of gray dust.

"Snore~"

A wisp of soul fire flickered above his corpse, wavering and drifting, like a homeless child.

"What is that"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes.

"Wang Teng's slumbering soul, he had just burned his essence and spirit, and encountered another heavy blow, causing his will to fall into a deep sleep. This spark was his transformed soul…"

Chen Beixuan, as he spoke, stepped forward, intending to completely erase Wang Teng's trace of life.

Little did I expect that this would happen.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a sound of thunder erupted in the scene.

Following that,

The overcast clouds dispersed in large patches.

A bottomless chasm suddenly appeared in the vast expanse of the sky! huge drama"The Emperor's will has revived, my human race is about to rise!"Ming De, a true immortal, wept tears of grief.He suddenly pointed at the Wuzhu army and said, word by word:"All of you will...