Chapter 546.2: The Birth Of The Immortal Slaying Sword
How terrifying this kind of dust was, Yang Chen didn’t know, the only thing he did was to let the two fire dragons of the Yin-Yang heaven burning fire to form an airtight fire cover to protect himself.
The dust was boundless, and it was countless times more than the black mist of the nine nether flying sword. Amidst the rolling black mist, a condensed demonic qi as if it was a substance suddenly rushed towards Yang Chen’s fire cover, and like a whip, it slapped Yang Chen heavily.
It looked like it was drawn on Yang Chen’s body, but it was actually an attack against the consciousness. In Yang Chen’s Sea of Consciousness, there was suddenly a huge black whip with a length of several hundred meters and a thickness of several meters.
In an instant, countless complicated thoughts flooded into Yang Chen’s heart. All kinds of emotions poured in, and for a moment, Yang Chen didn’t even know whether he wanted to cry or laugh, whether he was happy or sad.
The tragic memory of his previous life, the hatred for the Greatest Heaven Sect suddenly magnified countless times, and the monstrous anger even triggered the blood river below the white dragon. The originally calm blood-colored river boiled frantically, frothed indiscriminately and exuded bursts of murderous aura.
Under the oppression of Yang Chen’s only sense of reason, the white dragon pressed the blood river extremely heavily, preventing the blood river from rebelling. But the long whip seemed to have found an opportunity and found Yang Chen’s weakness, with a few heavy blows, it was directly drawn into the river of blood.
The violent killing intent was not even able to resist the long whip condensed by the demonic qi. The part of the black long whip that was drawn into the blood river quickly turned into a dark red blood color. The blood color did not stop and began to spread upward.
This time, the long whip seemed to be restrained by the blood river, and the end that penetrated into the blood river could no longer move, as if it was bitten by the blood river.
The nine nether flying dust in his sea of consciousness, this time finally found the opportunity to fight back. The flying dust scattered all around, the demonic qi escaping from the long whip of the absorber that started to go crazy, the entire sea of consciousness was filled with bursts of hissing sounds.