NFBE Chapter 1299 Thunderous Annihilation
Chapter 1299 Thunderous Annihilation
Borrowing the supreme swordsmanship of the strongest prodigy in the royal family as a whetstone for oneself?
What arrogance! And what self-confidence!
On the throne, the prince, who had always been calm and composed, slowly sat up straight for the first time, his body which had been leaning back slightly.
For the first time, his deep eyes, which seemed to hold the very essence of the universe's creation and destruction, truly locked onto the girl in the purple dress.
Under the spotlight.
At the other end of the ring, Wujiang made a move.
His slightly trembling hand stopped trembling.
That cold and handsome face showed no extra emotion, but the deathly dark domain within three feet of him was frantically shrinking inward and solidifying!
Wisps of gray air emerged from the void and were inhaled into his body.
Those were fragments of laws that had been severed and obliterated by his previous sword energy!
He is devouring the "death" of this battlefield!
"very good."
He spoke, his voice even hoarser and more dangerous than before, each word like ice squeezed from the depths of hell.
"Then let me see."
"Are you serious enough to... die by my sword?"
Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly surged!
It was no longer the restrained stillness of before, but a domineering and incomparably destructive will that wanted to drag the entire world into eternal end!
However, faced with his terrifying declaration, Xie Purou only laughed even more heartily.
"bring it on!"
She let out a delicate shout, and her aura finally changed!
"Crack!"
The red lightning surrounding her did not become more violent as everyone had imagined; instead, it quickly receded inward!
Streaks of red lightning, as if they were alive, burrowed into her skin.
The red electric light that penetrated the skin did not leave any burn marks.
In that instant, Xie Purou's skin became so white and almost transparent that it resembled the finest mutton fat jade.
Through that thin layer of skin, everyone could see a terrifying sight that they would never forget!
Extremely refined red lightning bolts were weaving and traversing between her meridians and bones, outlining a complete human skeleton!
That was no longer an outward-released destructive power, but an inner source of calamity and punishment that had become part of her body!
Her entire aura suddenly shifted from its previous wild and flamboyant nature to an extreme level of restraint.
She stood there, still the same charming young girl, but the feeling she gave off had changed from a star that was about to explode to a collapsing black hole that was about to devour everything!
"What...secret technique is this?"
On the high platform, a powerful Divine Emperor exclaimed in shock, his understanding of the Dao was severely impacted at this moment.
"She transformed the tribulation power of the Nine Tribulations Immortal Body into her own divine treasure! She wasn't just controlling lightning; she herself was a walking apocalyptic tribulation!"
The gray-robed old man revealed the secret in a single sentence, and his whole body trembled slightly from excessive excitement.
On the other side, Wujiang is also undergoing an astonishing transformation.
The deathly darkness surrounding him had shrunk to just three inches above his skin.
The darkness was so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve, swallowing all light and heat.
The fragments of laws that he had previously destroyed with his sword energy, those concepts representing "end" and "death," were transforming into wisps of gray energy that were barely perceptible to the naked eye, and were frantically surging into the Returning Void Sword in his hand.
A faint, eerie crimson hue began to appear on the ancient sword blade.
That wasn't the color of blood, but a more ancient, more desolate red—the tragic color that appears when the world comes to an end and the stars burn out their last glimmer of light.
"Wujiang is about to use that move!"
Wuchen stared intently at the ancient sword that was beginning to turn red, a morbid fanaticism appearing on his pale face.
"This is a forbidden sword technique he once used to kill an early-stage Divine Emperor with a single strike! That woman is dead! She's absolutely dead!"
On the arena, the two faced each other from a distance, having completed their respective power-gathering.
The whole world was extremely quiet at that moment.
The next moment, Xie Priu moved.
She didn't do anything earth-shattering; she simply took a small step forward.
One step down.
The entire White Jade Square experienced a momentary lapse and disconnection in everyone's perception.
The figure of the girl in the purple dress on the stage blurred, overlapped, and flickered in an instant!
She appeared to Wujiang's left and threw a punch!
She appeared above Wujiang's head and crashed down upon him!
There are hundreds and thousands of hers, appearing simultaneously from the past, from the future, from every incredible angle, all with the same radiant smile, offering that delicate fist wrapped in restrained tribulation lightning!
"Thunderous Annihilation!"
This is not an afterimage produced by extreme speed; it is a supreme killing technique that involves time and existence itself!
Using supreme calamity as a catalyst, it distorted reality, turning "possibility" into "reality"!
Every single figure is real!
Each punch contains the power of calamity enough to shatter stars!
"My God! How...how do I dodge this?!"
"This is not an attack, this is a judgment! A judgment from all directions, from the past and the future!"
On the viewing platform, countless geniuses collapsed on the spot. They tried to capture Xie Purou's true form, but found that their divine senses were torn to pieces by the endless figures in an instant, and blood seeped from their seven orifices!
Faced with this deadly situation that could plunge even the strongest into despair.
Wujiang slowly closed his eyes.
He gave up using his eyes to distinguish truth from falsehood, and he gave up using his divine sense to lock onto his target.
Amidst the disillusioning lightning, he simply and quietly raised the Ruins Sword, which gleamed with an eerie, blood-red hue.
Then, without any particular surprise, he swung forward.
There was no sword energy, no radiance.
Only a single, grayish-red "line" stretched across the sky and spread out from the edge of his sword.
That's not a line, that's a river!
A river of concepts formed by the endless convergence of "death" and "end"!
The river flows on, but the sound it makes is not the sound of water, but the final lament played as countless civilizations come to an end over billions of years!
"Blood River Annihilation Sword!"
The long, greyish-red river surged forward.
It ignored the fist imprints coming from all directions, and it couldn't distinguish between those figures from the past and the future.
It simply flows.
Wherever the river flowed, Xie Purou's radiant, real figure, imbued with immense power, vanished one by one, silently.
It was not defeated, nor was it erased.
Instead, it was "erased".
The River of Blood defined the end.
Before this river, all processes and changes lose their meaning, leaving only one outcome—annihilation!