Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#961 - The trapped beast wants to escape

Li Chengfeng unleashed the Lesser Fate Rune, which resembled a ravenous beast, filled with an insatiable desire for the scattered Dao rhythms.

This rune seemed to possess sentience, extremely sensitive to any trace of differing Dao rhythms. Once detected, it would pounce ferociously, completely devouring it.

In this intense battle, both Xuanwu and the North Sea Demon Lord emanated Dao rhythms that shone like brilliant stars across the battlefield.

Having reached the Transformation God stage, Dao rhythm had become the core of battle, the source of power.

The Karma Dao rhythm employed by Xuanwu resembled an intricate web, tightly entangling Li Chengfeng's Karma power, attempting to kill him.

Meanwhile, the North Sea Demon Lord's Great Ocean Dao was like a vast and boundless sea, majestic and turbulent, the Dao rhythm of Water being perfectly executed in his hands.

The profoundness of this Water Dao rhythm stirred a strong sense of fondness within Li Chengfeng.

Currently, he was cultivating the Frost Force within the Water Dao rhythm, making this Water Dao rhythm a timely rain, nourishing his parched heart.

However, Li Chengfeng was not in a hurry to end the battle.

Encountering two such powerful experts was a rare opportunity, a chance to hone his skills.

Moreover, Xuanwu and the North Sea Demon Lord were by no means easy opponents, their strength nearly equal to his own. Without finding an opening in their defenses, a rash attack would only put him in danger.

After all, when strength is evenly matched, even the slightest error could be fatal.

Xuanwu and the North Sea Demon Lord were equally aware of this, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

When using offensive techniques, they were cautious, afraid of being caught off guard by Li Chengfeng.

These three millennia-old foxes naturally had their own strengths in battle, each displaying their unique side.

It was like playing chess, each move extremely cautious, attempting to find Li Chengfeng's weak point and deliver a fatal blow.

Li Chengfeng, however, was an extremely intelligent person.

He deliberately feigned several openings in the battle, using them to conceal his true weakness.

This tactic was like fishing, using bait to lure the fish to bite.

Although Xuanwu and the North Sea Demon Lord saw through Li Chengfeng's intentions, they were helpless.

They could only rely on their senses and judgment to choose one of the openings displayed by Li Chengfeng, hoping to get lucky.

In doing so, they fell into the trap set by Li Chengfeng, gradually falling into a disadvantage in the battle.

The two were now anxious and felt the pressure of time. This battle was not child's play, but a life-or-death contest.

Li Chengfeng was currently refining the ancient demon corpse, pouring in a soul power so strong that it was terrifying.

It seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Hells, carrying endless coldness and majesty.

If this continued, the two of them would likely suffer a crushing defeat, perhaps even unable to save their lives.

At this critical moment, they had to seize the fleeting opportunity to counterattack, otherwise, once they fell into Li Chengfeng's carefully laid trap, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Li Chengfeng, however, did not seem to be in a hurry, steadily maintaining the initiative, his expression calm and composed.

Impatience only leads to chaos, chaos leads to change, and change often means failure and death.

Therefore, he chose to wait and see, making steady progress, carefully observing each of his opponent's movements, looking for that fatal flaw.

Li Chengfeng remained detached, controlling the immensely powerful sword formation, like a god high above, overlooking the ants of the world.

He displayed the Nirvana Holy Body, its sacred and powerful aura causing everyone present to feel unprecedented pressure and shock.

It was clear to them that Li Chengfeng had already trapped them firmly within the sword formation.

His main body had not yet attacked, and outside there were still eight powerful Blood Shadow Tigers watching intently, each possessing half of Li Chengfeng's strength, extremely terrifying.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Xuanwu also revealed his trump card.

Controlling his eighteen clones, he displayed various methods, forming an astonishing Karma Sword Formation.

Within this sword formation, there were eighteen kinds of weapons, including swords, sabers, spears, halberds, axes, yue, hooks, and forks, each shimmering with cold light and exuding a chilling murderous intent.

The most eye-catching of these was the super-strong Heavenly Sea Sword Sect's Sect Leader, Tianhai Wenjun, whose swordsmanship was fierce and overbearing, as if capable of severing all shackles and obstacles in the world.

Xuanwu was indeed a brilliant individual, cleverly utilizing Tianhai Wenjun's invincible Sword Dao.

He integrated all eighteen kinds of weapons, such as sabers, swords, halberds, axes, yue, hooks, and forks, forming eighteen kinds of infinitely powerful Dao uses.

These weapons danced before Li Chengfeng's eyes, each emitting a unique Dao rhythm, as if capable of communicating with heaven and earth and mobilizing the power of the laws.

They echoed each other in the formation, working together, forming streams of brilliant sword light, attacking Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng's gaze was deep, thoughtfully looking at Tianhai Sword Sect's Sect Leader, Tianhai Wenjun.

At this moment, Tianhai Wenjun seemed to have lost his own mind, completely becoming Xuanwu's puppet, at his disposal.

However, Li Chengfeng keenly sensed that there was something unusual hidden within the other party's sword intent.

This sword intent did not seem to be as simple as karma entanglement, but also contained a more profound, more powerful force.

The One and Only Sword Dao, this was one of the Sword Daos cultivated by Li Chengfeng.

If a person who cultivates the Sword Dao could comprehend the essence of the One and Only Sword Dao, they could unify all methods and condense the purest, most powerful sword intent.

His understanding of this Sword Dao was still somewhat unfamiliar, unable to unleash its true power.

At this moment, however, he felt the existence of this power in Tianhai Wenjun's sword intent.

The power of the Sword Dao unleashed by Tianhai Wenjun was so strong that it was not inferior to Xuanwu's Karma power in the slightest.

This made Xuanwu more comfortable when using the sword formation, as if he had an endless source of power to support him.

Xuanwu was extremely excited, only being able to control Tianhai Wenjun to fight for him, could he barely maintain himself.

Xuanwu took a deep breath, his eyes becoming firm and resolute.

This was a critical moment of life and death, allowing no hesitation or retreat.

He had to go all out to defeat the sword formation in front of him and escape this desperate situation.

A look of determination had already appeared in Xuanwu's eyes, he could no longer allow Li Chengfeng to continue to besiege him.

Only by breaking the opponent's sword formation would he have a chance to escape.

Therefore, he issued the final command, ordering Tianhai Wenjun to unleash the One and Only Sword Dao, condensing the purest, most powerful sword intent, to launch a killing blow against Li Chengfeng.

The North Sea Demon Lord, however, now seemed somewhat overwhelmed.

Although he was renowned, he seemed somewhat overwhelmed in the current battle, being beaten back step by step.

Several wounds had already appeared on his body, his clothes stained red with blood.

Xuanwu looked at his old partner, the North Sea Demon Lord, and could not help but feel a sense of sadness.

There was no room for any more extravagance at this moment, only by saving one's life first would there be a chance to rise again.