Chapter 768: If I Am Resurrected Someday

Chapter 768: If I Am Resurrected Someday

Lu Yuan did not want to die.

Even as an Eternal Emperor, as long as the world he evolved himself still existed,

he could still be resurrected.

Even so,

Lu Yuan still did not want to die.

Being resurrected anew meant that everything would have to start over from the beginning.

He would have to start cultivating all over again from the Qi Refining Realm.

Even with his past experience, his cultivation speed would be extremely fast.

But ultimately wanting to recover to the Eternal Realm—

who knew how many countless years that would require.

If any accidents happened along the way,

it was entirely possible that his cultivation might never recover.

Lu Yuan did not dare to take this risk.

He did not want to gamble on the future; he only cared about the present.

Not dying today

was his best choice.

Lu Yuan shattered the divine statue with a single punch,

completely integrating the residual Divine Will of Bolin Supreme into himself.

At this moment, the aura around his body was terrifyingly formidable.

This was his state at the absolute Peak.

Lu Yuan extended his right hand,

and the Purple Inscription Four Symbols Cauldron flew back once more.

He rapidly executed hand incantations,

fully driving the Purple Inscription Four Symbols Cauldron as scorching radiance continuously poured down,

firmly guarding him within.

Right at this moment,

the unstoppable giant golden sword had already slashed down.

While manipulating the Purple Inscription Four Symbols Cauldron to tightly guard himself,

Lu Yuan simultaneously drove the Black God World-Suppressing Spear in his hand, directly greeting the giant golden sword in the sky.

Rumble…

That sword light, which seemed capable of crushing everything, first knocked the long spear in Lu Yuan's hand flying.

Immediately following that,

the sword light shattered the protective light barrier around Lu Yuan's body, and then blasted the Purple Inscription Four Symbols Cauldron away.

With its remaining momentum unabated, the sword light slashed directly in front of Lu Yuan.

The violent collision between the two sides erupted with a heaven-shaking loud crash.

Terrifying aftershocks continuously rippled toward the distant Void Realm.

Lu Yuan retreated continuously for tens of thousands of li before slowly stabilizing his figure.

Unlike the previous two times,

although Lu Yuan still appeared somewhat disheveled this time,

he was not injured.

In his strongest state, he drove all his power to the maximum extent possible,

and finally withstood that world-destroying sword light.

However,

before Lu Yuan could even rejoice,

a majestic sword light appeared once more from the distant horizon.

The sword light carried a world-destroying Divine Might, as if it had crossed through time and space.

Without any fancy tricks, it still slashed straight toward Lu Yuan.

"There's more? Is this ever going to end?"

Seeing the giant sword traversing the air, its Divine Might suppressing all directions as it rapidly assaulted him,

Lu Yuan was so depressed he felt like spitting blood.

What sword was this?

The third sword or the fourth sword?

Such a terrifying sword light—

even just a single strike might be enough to beat him to death.

Yet such terrifying sword lights appeared one after another,

as if there was no end in sight.

How was he supposed to withstand this?

Just now, Lu Yuan had barely managed to survive a wave in his strongest state.

Before he could even catch his breath,

another sword came from the east.

Lu Yuan was practically driven to despair.

How was he supposed to withstand this?

He completely couldn't withstand it anymore.

He simply had no chance to breathe.

It was as if

several top-tier Eternal Emperors were taking turns attacking Lu Yuan simultaneously.

Being able to block just one of them was already extremely forced.

Now they were even running a wheel war against him.

He simply couldn't hold out at all.

Despite facing a perilous situation,

Lu Yuan still wanted to struggle a bit longer.

He could only gamble—

gamble that this was the very last sword.

As long as he could withstand this sword,

perhaps the situation would reverse.

Thinking of this,

Lu Yuan rapidly executed hand incantations,

wanting to quickly summon back the giant cauldron and long spear that had been slashed away just moments ago.

However,

before he could make any further movements,

the golden sword light had already descended.

Rumble…

This sword strike was both fast and vicious.

Without any defense from Lu Yuan, it slashed directly onto his body.

Terrifying Divine Might wreaked havoc within Lu Yuan's body.

When the aftershocks dissipated,

nearly tens of millions of li away,

Lu Yuan finally revealed his miserable figure.

At this moment, both of his arms had vanished into thin air.

A huge hollow had been carved into his chest by the sword light.

Fresh blood flowed rapidly from his various wounds as if it were worthless.

Lu Yuan looked as if he were made of blood, completely devoid of the majesty of an Eternal Emperor.

Even so,

he still wasn't dead yet.

An Eternal Emperor's vitality was tenacious.

Even if his head was shattered, as long as his Divine Soul remained undestroyed, he wouldn't die easily.

Of course,

although that sword strike just now failed to beat Lu Yuan to death on the spot,

he was now left breathing with just one last breath.

Under such a state,

even if Zhang Yuhe did not continue to make a move,

anyone else could beat him to death.

In other words,

Lu Yuan was destined to die today without a doubt.

Qi Feilong stood proudly in the Void Realm, and seeing this situation,

as he drove the Azure Dragon Moon Slaying Blade, he felt somewhat eager to try.

He was considering

whether he should immediately step forward and deliver a finishing slash to Lu Yuan.

This was a rare good opportunity!

An opportunity to kill an Eternal Emperor.

Facing such an opportunity, who could possibly hold back?

Qi Feilong subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yuhe in the distance.

To be honest,

the strength displayed by Zhang Yuhe filled him with deep awe.

If he didn't know Zhang Yuhe's background inside and out,

he would have thought

that Zhang Yuhe had already stepped into the Eternal Realm.

Because the strength displayed by Zhang Yuhe could completely rival an Eternal Cultivator,

and was even somewhat stronger than ordinary Eternal Cultivators.

Although Qi Feilong desperately wanted to step forward and deliver a finishing slash

to take the head of Lu Yuan, the Eternal Emperor,

however,

without Zhang Yuhe's nod,

he really didn't quite dare to make a move.

After all, making a move at this time was obviously stealing a kill.

Stealing a kill from a ruthless person like Zhang Yuhe—wouldn't that be narrowing one's own path?

Unless Zhang Yuhe had already exhausted his strength and could no longer continue attacking,

would it ever be his turn to deliver this finishing slash.

Qi Feilong stealthily took a glance,

only to see Zhang Yuhe standing with his hands behind his back, his expression completely calm and detached,

as if Lu Yuan in the distance didn't even exist at all.

Seeing this situation,

Qi Feilong couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

What was the meaning of this?

Lu Yuan wasn't dead yet!

Not taking advantage of the enemy's severe injuries to quickly hack him to death—

what was he waiting for?

Could it be that he actually wanted to let the other party off the hook?

Just as Qi Feilong was feeling somewhat puzzled and bewildered,

a dazzling sword light once more appeared from the distant horizon.

Seeing this situation,

Qi Feilong was completely speechless.

"Big Brother,

just how many Clones do you actually have?

Why do they keep coming endlessly?

Wouldn't it be better to just all swarm up in one wave?"

"Could it be that you are using Lu Yuan, this Eternal Emperor, to test your sword?"

Indeed.

Qi Feilong had known for a long time

that the sword lights continuously assaulting from afar were executed by Zhang Yuhe's Clones.

Back when Zhang Yuhe broke through to the God King Realm,

he had once seen Zhang Yuhe's Clone.

It was just that what Qi Feilong hadn't expected was that

Zhang Yuhe's Clones were not only just as powerful as his main body,

but there also seemed to be more than one of them.

This damn thing probably had four or five of them, or even more!

What kind of Heaven-Defying Divine Ability could possess such capability?

To be able to summon so many Clones!

Seeing the sword light assaulting once more,

Qi Feilong was somewhat speechless.

However, as the person directly involved,

Lu Yuan was completely in despair.

He knew

that he could not withstand this sword strike.

Just now, relying on the strength of his tyrannical Physical Body, he had barely managed to catch the last sword strike.

But that sword strike

had already completely crippled him.

Although he wasn't dead yet,

he was merely left gasping with a single breath.

In this state,

even a slightly stronger Supreme God King could beat him to death.

Let alone that world-destroying sword light!

Lu Yuan knew

that he was dead beyond a doubt.

But he was unwilling to accept this!

Having cultivated the Dao for countless years, he had finally become a powerful Eternal Emperor.

He had never imagined

that one day, he would actually die at the hands of a God King Cultivator.

Facing the rapidly approaching sword light,

Lu Yuan did not continue to struggle.

Because he knew

that no matter how much he struggled, it was useless.

There was no hope of survival whatsoever.

Lu Yuan stared fixedly at Zhang Yuhe in the distance,

and roared frantically and defiantly:

"I am an Eternal Emperor; you cannot kill me!"

"Someday when I am resurrected and recover my cultivation, I will definitely hunt down and kill every single Cultivator of your Chaos Sea throughout the Outer Domain Long River until the end!"