Chapter 1842: 501: The Most Useless Divine Skill: I Have a Mountain Lord Sword (10k)

The Cliff Divine King regained his normal state after losing the oppressive force as vast as a world from the Mountain Lord. Every inch of his being trembled, as if facing the first deadly threat of his life, yet he could not discern what the threat was.

He dared not flee, sensing that turning to escape would mark his death in that instant.

The reason behind this was unknown to him, and it was precisely this uncertainty that brought an indescribable, overwhelming fear.

He could no longer care for anything else; with a shake of his body, he began to rapidly expand.

In just a moment, he transformed into a giant, half divine, half devil, with both constantly shifting and transforming.

On his back, large arms emerged, carrying a world as if broken, dramatically increasing his aura once more.

This broken world, as the arms tense, slowly merged into the body of the Cliff Divine King.

His path manifested beneath his feet, then transformed into a braid of divine light, interwoven with divine devil, wrapping around his form.

His massive body stood at the edge of the present world, looking down upon it, causing the Gang Wind Layer to tremble continuously.

The waves created spread towards the entire present world.

At this moment, in terms of aura alone, he truly resembled a Mountain Lord failing to control overly strong power; a pure force far surpassing a Ninth Tier Cultivator.

This was just the surface layer.

Beneath that layer was complex, unfathomable mysteriousness, making him seem not quite divine nor devil-like.

The mysterious essence of All Gods and Great Devil coexisted simultaneously.

Yu Ziqing watched as the Cliff Divine King had given his all, betting everything.

He observed coldly, raising the Mountain Lord's Sword high with one hand, directly invoking judgment.

The next moment, invisible ripples formed a sphere, centering around Yu Ziqing, sweeping across the entire world instantly.

All within sight seemed to slow down, and all sounds began to turn dull and sluggish.

Yu Ziqing, completely abandoning defense, truly wielded the Mountain Lord as a sword, completing a draw.

Invoking judgment power, it would first make this sword apt, strong enough, granting new attributes, enabling it to truly strike down the Cliff Divine King.

This time, Yu Ziqing noticed the difference between using the Mountain Lord as a sword and the inherently poor rusty sword.

The power and mysteriousness invoked by his judgment nearly approached a bottomless pit, continually merging into the Mountain Lord.

Yet the power seemed not particularly strong, only the unique mysterious breath of judgment kept rising.

"Follow my guidance, think of nothing."

Yu Ziqing's voice echoed in the Mountain Lord's mind; the Mountain Lord closed his eyes, uninterested in the endless mysteriousness flowing into him at that moment.

He sensed that this power was merely a lead, guiding the emergence of mysteriousness.

As the mysterious divine essence appeared briefly, the Mountain Lord felt his power returning.

Beneath the Abyss, within the Mountain Abyss, ranges continually collapsed and shattered.

And the fragmented mountains turned to dust, converging from all directions towards the Abyss Skywell.

The dust transformed into the purest power, the power once belonging to the Mountain Lord, roaring into a river wider than the Mother River, rushing straight up the Abyss Skywell.

Upon reaching the first layer of the Abyss, the great river flowed sinuously into the Abyss Rift Valley, surging upwards from the Abyss Rift Valley, continuously falling into the Mountain Lord.

The incomprehensible mysteriousness channeled this vast power, relentlessly merging into the Mountain Lord.

But not long after, the Mountain Lord's current form could hold no more.

Due to the catastrophic collapse of the entire Mountain Abyss, returning to the source, transforming into power returning to the Mountain Lord, beneath the Mountain Abyss, only the giant tiger, a part of the Mountain Lord's power, remained.

The giant tiger stared wide-eyed, somewhat astonished at the scene.

He could not comprehend, as the Mountain Lord himself could never wholly grasp the massive power that could form a layer of the Abyss.

The giant tiger moved slightly aside, away from the continually collapsing mountains.

He paid no mind to the Greedy Devil King beneath him.

The Greedy Devil King exposed a bit, spying on the events outside, staring blankly like the giant tiger at the spectacle.

He had no thought of fleeing, genuinely none.

Now he only sought death quickly; his undying trait was his greatest torture.

Existing to wield such vast power was a torment even greater than the Mountain Lord.

The Greedy Devil King stared blankly as the Mountain Abyss collapsed, observing as light began to shine down from the Endless Darkness.

Only as the light illuminated him did the Greedy Devil King regain a bit of sanity.

He quietly retracted the exposed portion back under the giant tiger's feet.

Tired, let destruction come, whatever happens, happens.

The giant tiger still stared vacantly, watching mountain ranges in the Mountain Abyss shatter, pooling into a river.

Numerous powder-stone rivers twisted and gathered at the skywell position, rushing straight to the sky.

He ignored everything now, he was in introspection.

Introspecting the enormous, order-infused spiral filled with miraculousness.

After being regained, the power accumulated over time, too vast for the Mountain Lord alone to control, became as splendid as a galaxy, with an inexpressible beauty.