The voice of the Black Mo Hua was wild and fierce.
The real Mo Hua, however, turned pale, his gaze flustered.
He seemed to have just wanted to bluff against this "darkened" version of himself, but unexpectedly, things did not go as he envisioned, and "Black Mo Hua" was truly fighting to the death with him.
Mo Hua turned to escape, but being "of the same origin," such a trick naturally couldn’t elude "Black Mo Hua’s" eyes.
Its eyes black as ink, demonic qi surged, and the Evil Sword shuttled back and forth, weaving an entire Taoist Prison, directly suppressing Mo Hua from afar.
Evil Embryo Soul-Shocking Sword!
"Trying to run? Too late." Black Mo Hua sneered.
Mo Hua had used the Soul-Shocking Sword Skill to suppress the Third Grade Divine Remains, forcing it to duel with him in swordplay. Now, this move was being used by Black Mo Hua against him.
Mo Hua tried a few times but couldn’t break free and finally sighed, resigning himself to fate as he raised his hands above his head.
Forced by circumstances, he had to decide life and death in a battle against this dark version of "himself."
Mo Hua’s expression turned grave, and between his hands, a Sword Array arose, the sword shape refined, the Five Elements flowing and integrating into a sharp Divine Thought Long Sword.
This was precisely the "Godslaying Sword" he had used just moments ago to cut down the Third Grade Divine Remains.
Yet opposite him, the Godslaying Sword in "Black Mo Hua’s" hand was identical to his, except, bolstered by Evil Qi, its aura was even more formidable.
Mo Hua gritted his teeth, continuing to fuse the ancient and profound Tai Xu Sword Intent.
"Black Mo Hua" sneered back, identically merging the Tai Xu Sword Intent between its hands.
On the blackened Godslaying Sword, killing intent surged suddenly, with wraiths flying about, its power now on another level.
The two Godslaying Swords faced each other across the void.
One dark, one righteous, one strong, one weak.
Mo Hua was at a disadvantage, his expression growing more tense. Fınd the newest release on NoveIＦire.net
"Black Mo Hua" watched Mo Hua, relishing the panic, haste, and despair on Mo Hua’s face.
But it didn’t enjoy it for long; the "despair" on Mo Hua’s face vanished completely, replaced by a cunning smile.
The Evil Embryo was stunned, its expression gradually changing, a chill rising to its heart as its pupils widened.
"You... why are you smiling?"
Black Mo Hua’s voice carried an unaccountable unease.
"Actually," Mo Hua, no longer in disarray, smiled even more brightly, "I, like you, have been waiting for this moment... for a long time."
"When the Taoist Stele was present, you dared not emerge."
"Only when I was down to my last breath fighting a strong enemy, could you gamble it all to fight me to the death."
"So what?" Black Mo Hua exclaimed, not even aware of the tremor in its own voice, "I am you, you are me. I know you inside out. At this point, what tricks do you have that could possibly kill me?"
As Black Mo Hua finished speaking, its pupils involuntarily contracted.
Then it watched in wide-eyed shock as Mo Hua’s aura began to change.
"This one sword, I’ve saved just for you. I couldn’t bear to use it on anyone else..."
A chill of deathly stillness, emptiness filled the air.
At the same time, Mo Hua’s expression turned solemn as he began to unleash the true, Final Form of the "Godslaying Sword."
He first severed his own ego, then severed his lust.
His visage turned indifferent, loveless, void, ethereal, as if devoid of human joys and sorrows, leaving only the detached emotionlessness of the heavenly.
Supreme Emotion-Cutting Dao.
This Dao fused into the Sword Dao, and the Godslaying Sword in Mo Hua’s hand soared further, intertwining with the deep, void blackness akin to a star-filled sky, within the originally ancient and vast Tai Xu Sword Dao origin, forging into a lustrous, yet chaos-like obscure, true "Godslaying Giant Sword."
This "Godslaying Giant Sword," several times larger than Mo Hua himself, was lifted as if it were a sword holding up the sky, black and white interwoven, wrapped in golden aura around.
In that moment, Mo Hua’s mortal frame seemed like a deity or demon from the heavens.
"Heavenly... Heavenly Demon Slash?!"
Black Mo Hua stared in disbelief, eyes filled with shock, as it screamed:
"How could you walk the Heavenly Demon Path?!"
"How did you even learn the Heavenly Demon Slash? What kind of monster are you?!"
Holding the Heavenly Demon Godslaying Giant Sword, Mo Hua, like an unfeeling god or demon, looked coldly at this dark evil embryo birthed from his Divine Soul.
The Tai Xu God-Slaying Sword was meant to sever the lesser self.
The Supreme Emotion-Cutting Dao was meant to cut off evil desires.
Today, he intended to cut down this "Evil Self," accomplish the Emotion-Cutting Dao, and forge the unrivaled Godslaying Sword!
Marked as a straw dog of the Great Dao, the "Evil Embryo" of the Sword Dao sacrifice felt a sudden, fierce forewarning of life and death.
"This damned little brat, he deceived even ’me,’ calculating everything to set this perfect trap."
"He planned it all..."
"What a devilishly intelligent monster this is!"
"No, I can’t let him slash free..."
"Black Mo Hua" gritted its teeth, pouring all its Evil Power into the blackened Godslaying Sword, then struck first with a sudden cry.
"Kill him, and I become ’Mo Hua’!"
But by now, it was too late.
Using his own Sword Array as a foundation, integrating the Tai Xu Sword Intent, and embodying the Heavenly Demon Slash Love Path, the "Godslaying Giant Sword" had already been fully unleashed.
Black Mo Hua’s sword struck first.
But Mo Hua’s giant sword, though launched later, arrived sooner.
In that instant, it was as if the heavens collapsed, mountains fractured, the overwhelming Sword Intent, surging Sword Qi, and the complex, indescribable ancient Sword Dao, Heavenly Demon Love Path, fully fused into one, pouring down like a long rainbow across the sun.
Just this one sword, swept away everything.
The blackened Godslaying Sword of "Black Mo Hua" was instantly shattered inch by inch by Mo Hua’s mightier Godslaying Sword, turning into Divine Thought dust.