Myth Beyond Heaven

Yun Lintian’s calm voice echoed through the raging blizzard, his words carrying a hint of mockery.

The question hung in the air, a challenge to Mo Lianxing’s pride and power. It was a blatant disregard for the fearsome blizzard that threatened to engulf him, a testament to his unwavering confidence.

Mo Lianxing’s eyes narrowed dangerously, her fury reaching a boiling point. She had never been so belittled, so underestimated. With a roar of rage, she channeled her divine energy into the Frostmourne Spear, causing the blizzard to intensify.

The icy winds howled, the snow swirled, and the temperature plummeted even further.

“Die!” she snarled, her voice echoing through the storm. She refused to believe that she couldn’t defeat Yun Lintian here.

Roar!

Suddenly, the blizzard coalesced into a colossal ice dragon, its eyes burning with an icy fire. The dragon roared, its breath sending shivers down the spines of even the most seasoned warriors. It lunged at Yun Lintian, its jaws wide open, ready to devour him whole.

Yun Lintian, however, remained unmoved. He calmly raised his Heaven Piercing Sword, its crimson flames dancing around the blade.

“Heaven’s Fury.” He uttered calmly.

Buzz-

The Heaven Piercing Sword glowed with an intense light, and a wave of scorching heat erupted from it, pushing back the blizzard and melting the ice dragon’s scales.

“Roar!” The dragon roared in pain, its movements becoming sluggish.

Yun Lintian seized the opportunity and lunged forward, his sword flashing like a bolt of lightning. He executed a series of intricate sword strikes, each one imbued with the power of the fire laws.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The ice dragon, unable to withstand the onslaught, shattered into countless fragments, its icy breath dissipating into the air.

Mo Lianxing staggered backward, her face pale with astonishment. The ice dragon had been conjured by her own laws, yet Yun Lintian shattered it as if it were merely an ordinary ice block. It was clear that Yun Lintian’s mastery over the elemental laws was far beyond her comprehension, several times stronger than what she had witnessed in the God Tomb. “How could you…?” Mo Lianxing couldn’t understand how Yun Lintian had become so insanely strong in such a short period. Was he benefiting from the near-death experience? However, she was not one to give up easily. With a defiant cry, she channeled even more of her divine energy into the Frostmourne Spear. The shattered ice reformed, coalescing into a gigantic ice golem, its body radiating a bone-chilling cold.

The golem lumbered towards Yun Lintian, its massive fists poised to crush him. Yun Lintian, however, merely smiled.

“Heaven’s Cleave.” Yun Lintian uttered calmly.

He vanished from sight, reappearing behind the golem in a blink of an eye. His sword, now a blur of crimson light, sliced through the golem’s back, cleaving it in two.

The golem crumbled, its icy body shattering into a million pieces. Mo Lianxing gasped, her eyes wide with disbelief. She had never seen anyone move so fast, so effortlessly. It was as if he were dancing through the battlefield, a phantom of death.

In that instant, Yun Lintian reappeared before her, his sword lunging toward her chest like a lightning bolt.

Mo Lianxing’s expression changed drastically. She instinctively raised the Frostmourne Spear to block the oncoming attack.

BANG!

A deafening sound reverberated across the battlefield as the Heaven Piercing Sword clashed against the Frostmourne Spear. The shockwave from the impact sent a ripple of energy outwards, shattering the surrounding ice formations and sending a gust of icy wind across the battlefield.

Mo Lianxing felt a surge of immense power travel through her spear, threatening to tear her arms from their sockets. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she was pushed back several meters.

Yun Lintian’s expression remained serene, his eyes locked onto Mo Lianxing with unwavering focus. He pressed his attack, his sword flashing in a series of blindingly fast strikes.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Each strike was imbued with the power of the spatial laws, allowing him to teleport short distances, making his attacks unpredictable and difficult to defend against. Mo Lianxing struggled to keep up, her movements hindered by the sheer speed and precision of Yun Lintian’s swordsmanship.

“Ugh!” She gritted her teeth, channeling every ounce of her divine energy into the Frostmourne Spear. The spear glowed with an icy blue light, and a wave of freezing cold washed over the battlefield, attempting to slow Yun Lintian down.

Unfortunately, her attempt was futile. Yun Lintian completely ignored the freezing wave as if nothing had happened and pressed forward, continuing his attack. He countered each of Mo Lianxing’s attacks with his own, his sword clashing against her spear in a series of ear- splitting clashes.

Mo Lianxing’s attacks, once so fearsome, now seemed feeble and ineffective against Yun Lintian’s mastery of the elements and spatial laws. She felt a growing sense of despair, a realization that she was hopelessly outmatched.

Dao Ling observed the battle from afar with a frown. He finally understood why his master was adamant about eliminating Yun Lintian. This person was simply a monster!

He glanced at the other Primordial God Tribe experts, their faces mirroring his own disbelief and fear.

“We cannot allow this to continue,” Dao Ling growled. “We must intervene.”

He took a step forward, his aura surging as he prepared to join the battle. But before he could make his move, a wave of overwhelming pressure descended upon him, pinning him in place.

He looked up, his eyes widening in horror as he saw Yun Lintian standing before him, his gaze cold and merciless.

“It’s not your turn yet,” Yun Lintian said, his voice a chilling whisper.

Dao Ling struggled to speak, his body trembling under the immense pressure. He had never felt such power, such raw, unadulterated strength. It was as if he were facing a primordial god, an ancient being of unimaginable power.

Yun Lintian turned away, his attention returning to Mo Lianxing. He raised his sword, its blade now glowing with a dark, ominous light.

“Heaven’s End,” he uttered coldly.

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The Great Law of Death surged into the Heaven Piercing Sword, transforming it into a harbinger of destruction. A wave of deathly energy washed over the battlefield, causing the very air to crackle with an eerie silence.

Mo Lianxing’s eyes widened in terror. She felt the cold embrace of death closing in on her, her life force draining away with every passing second. She tried to resist, to fight back, but her

body refused to obey her commands.

“Ahhh!”