Sharp Knife

In this lawless realm of martial arts, I unsheathe my sword and ascend, its blade cutting through the emptiness, devoid of guilt or remorse. In a world where no being adheres to the Dao, I execute judgment with the sharp edge of my blade. Beneath the icy scrutiny of the starlit sky, I brandish my sword with disdain.
The journey to the Great Dao is fraught with challenges, but with a single stroke of my sword, I carve a path, standing supreme and unparalleled!

Heaven Slaying Blade

Chu Mo's clothes were already soaked with bloodstains, the result of his unrivaled physique being torn open by the terrifying pressure, allowing blood to seep out. The bones in his body were somewhat deformed. Although they hadn't shattered, the trial he was enduring was far beyond what ordinary people could withstand. Even powerful cultivators couldn't bear it! They would rather have an arm severed cleanly and then regenerate it with their magic power than endure this constant agony.


Not to mention, this pain was self-inflicted!


Chu Mo didn't look back. Actually, he could barely even move.


"Even though you had already merged with the Daoist Realm here before, trying to fuse these two types of Dao in this way is still not possible!" the old Daoist said to Chu Mo's back.


Chapter 1200: Got It!