"Because... the power of cause and effect?" Ye Xuan's breath was weak and he stared at Luohu in front of him.

"Yes, it's the power of cause and effect."

Luohu held the Heaven-Slaying Spherpent in his hand, his face disappeared, and a smile appeared. His eyes turned softer when he looked at Ye Xuan.

"The Immortal Sutra can cultivate the power of silence, and the Thousand-Five-Dust Method can cultivate the power of cause and effect. Ye Xuan, did you not expect that these three million years have passed, and not only have you cultivated the power of time and space, but I, Luohu, are not weaker than you have initially mastered a wisp of cause and effect."

Luohu stood proudly in Changtian. He spoke indifferently and had no murderous intention on his face because he knew that Ye Xuan was pierced through his chest by the Killing Heaven Sphur, and his fate was only death.

"Is this your trump card?" Ye Xuan whispered heavily, but the blood at the corner of his mouth was constantly overflowing, because the power of nirvana on the Zhutian Ji was madly destroying his body, and even more so that his soul would be wiped out.

at this time.

Looking at Ye Xuan being nailed into the void by the Zhutian Sphur, Luohu's eyes did not show any joy, but instead a complex expression appeared on his face.

"I have used three million years to cultivate this power of cause and effect to overcome the seven difficulties in the world. This is also my biggest killer move. Today, the grudges between you and me will be completely over." Luohu whispered bitterly.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I, Luohu, really want to make friends with you very much, because you are the only person I, Luohu, admire, and the only person who can make me, Luohu, be regarded as a great enemy."

"It's a pity that you and I are both the same type of people. In order to step on the road to heaven, we can only walk forward step by step along the enemy's corpse." Luohu whispered calmly, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

Luohu did want to kill Ye Xuan, but he admired Ye Xuan very much. If the two were not enemies, Luohu believed that he would become good friends with Ye Xuan.

Unfortunately, this is not realistic at all, because there are too many grudges between him and Ye Xuan, and it is impossible for the two to become friends.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, go with peace of mind. Every year today I will definitely go to your grave to worship, because you are the one I, Luohu, admired."

It's over, everything is over.

Luohu strode forward and grabbed the Zhutian Ji, ready to completely end Ye Xuan's life.

"Fellow Daohu, you can't kill me."

Suddenly, Ye Xuan spoke calmly and looked at Luohu with his eyes faintly, which also made Luohu's face stunned, and a sudden feeling appeared in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'll send you on your way."

Luohu held the Zhutian Salute in his hand and was about to pull out the halberd that penetrated Ye Xuan, but something that made him frightened. No matter how he activated the Zhutian Salute, the Zhutian Salute remained motionless and could not be pulled out of Ye Xuan's chest.

"Fellow Daohu, you are actually right just now. You and I are both the same type of people. In order to step on the road of Tongtian, we have the corpses of the enemy under our feet."

Ye Xuan sighed, and strands of wisps of silence surrounded him, and the Zhutian halberd that penetrated his chest was even more blood-colored, and blood-colored lines continued to spread on the halberd.

Buzz!

The Zhutian halberd was buzzing and disappeared into Ye Xuan's chest instantly. The blood hole in Ye Xuan's chest was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This...how is this possible?"

Luohu retreated in shock, unable to believe his eyes. The Heaven-Slaying Spear clearly penetrated Ye Xuan's heart and had broken his holy heart. Why is Ye Xuan not doing anything now?

"Fellow Daohu, you are too confident."

Buzz!

The Zhutian halberd appeared in Ye Xuan's hand, and a wisp of silence jumped on the body of the halberd, and there were even blood-colored patterns flashing in it. The Zhutian halberd made a clanging sound, as if cheering and leaping.

Bang!

A muffled sound was coming, and the line of cause and effect wrapped around Ye Xuan's body turned into nothing. The power of time and space surrounded Ye Xuan's body, and a wisp of silence even rolled around him. An indescribable aura was bursting out from Ye Xuan's body.

"Why...why is this happening?" Luohu's eyes froze and he looked at Ye Xuan with extreme trembling.

"When I was young, the Zhutian Ji recognized me as the main one. I feed it with my own essence and blood every day. Although the Zhutian Ji was not complete at that time, I was always connected with the Zhutian Ji." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"You... did you deliberately let me stab the Zhutian Sphur into your body?" Luohu suddenly woke up, as if he had thought of something, and his face turned extremely gloomy.

"Yes, only by letting the Heaven-Slaying Spear penetrate my body can my blood awaken it again, and can transform the power of nirvana into my own power."

"And don't forget that I am practicing the Immortal Sutra. I have been practicing for more than three million years. You just said that the Immortal Sutra can cultivate the power of nirvana. After these three million years, I am about to cultivate a wisp of nirvana, but I am just missing an opportunity."

"And your attack just now was the opportunity I needed, and it also helped me regain control of the Zhutian Ji. A ray of the origin of the power of silence was born in my body." Ye Xuan said calmly.

"You...are you not afraid of dying under the Zhutian Ji?" Luohu roared angrily, with a huge trembling look in his eyes.

Although Ye Xuan seemed very simple to say, Luohu understood very well that this was filled with the horrors between life and death, and it was definitely not as simple as Ye Xuan said.

The power of nirvana is too terrible, it is the power to destroy everything. If Ye Xuan cannot cultivate the origin of nirvana, he will die under the power of nirvana. This is simply gambled with his own life.

"The great way is bound by heaven, and life and death depend on each other. I have been wandering on the edge of life and death. If I were afraid of death, I would not have the cultivation level of today." Ye Xuan said indifferently.

Quiet! Quiet! Deadly silence!

When Ye Xuan's words fell, Luohu fell silent and was stunned on the spot.

After more than ten breaths, a bitter smile struck from the corner of Luohu's mouth and said, "Ye Xuan, you won, I, Luohu, lost."

All my thoughts were gone, and I bowed my head and gave in.

Luohu knew that he had lost, and he had lost completely because he had no means to kill Ye Xuan, and it would be easy for Ye Xuan to kill him.

The peak cultivation level of the seven tribulations of the Heavenly Dao, the power of time and space, cultivated a wisp of the origin of silence, as well as the two eternal heavy weapons, the Heaven-Slaying Spear and the Battle Clothes of Destruction. What did Luohu use to fight Ye Xuan?

"Come on, kill me."

Luohu's eyes were as red as blood. Even when facing death, he would not beg for mercy to Ye Xuan. However, he was very unwilling to accept that he had not yet found his way home, but he died in the prison set up by Pangu.

Buzz!

The Heaven-killing Salute Piercing Piercing Breath through the universe, and the wisp of silence flashed on the tip of the halberd, and rushed towards Luohu with the aura of burying the world and destroying all things.
Chapter completed!