Chapter 2430 It’s time to end
Qin Buqi looked fierce as he stared at Chen Qingyuan from afar.
He gripped a black blade that had drunk countless lives, its demonic power vast and boundless. Centered on himself, millions of miles around turned into a desolate wasteland.
Chen Qingyuan was suddenly enveloped by the Demonic Path Dead Zone, but he remained expressionless, as if nothing had happened.
"I came here not to be your stepping stone."
Having reached this point in the competition, how could Qin Buqi not know what Chen Qingyuan was up to? He was furious with his opponent, and he also hated himself.
If I were a little stronger, I could sweep everything aside, and my dignity would never be damaged.
"One strike, and you're gone!"
If this struggle continues, Qin Buqi will only become Chen Qingyuan's plaything, with no chance of winning.
Therefore, he was willing to risk his life!
He burned his life essence and blood to unleash the strongest attack of his life.
Either he steps over Chen Qingyuan's corpse to reach the pinnacle.
He either becomes Chen Qingyuan's stepping stone and makes a regrettable exit.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
Qin Buqi's heart began to pound violently, like the sound of war drums, powerful and resounding.
The magic markings on his body were no longer black, but had turned bright red.
His body began to wither rapidly, as if his vital energy had been drained in an instant.
The black knife in his hand was even more chilling.
"kill!"
Qin Buqi acted decisively and attacked Chen Qingyuan without hesitation.
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With a single strike of the black blade, the entire galaxy was shattered, as if in the beginning of chaos, the heavens and earth were created, and yin and yang were divided.
All things return to nothingness, forever falling into the abyss.
He risked his life, unleashing a terrifying power far exceeding his own limits.
No longer just approaching the peak, but having reached the pinnacle of the Emperor's Path!
The mighty river of destiny rises at Qin Buqi's feet, containing countless runes and endless mysteries.
Faced with this scene, Chen Qingyuan was no longer calm and collected; his expression turned serious, and his life was threatened.
"This battle should end."
He could no longer continue his physical training and enlightenment; his only option was to face the challenge in his strongest form.
A single, devastating strike, comparable to the pinnacle of imperial power, was too much for the Zi Jun Sword to withstand.
Zheng!
The moment Qin Buqi made his move, Chen Qingyuan made his decision.
The Purple Sword returns to his body, and the Moon Goose enters the mortal world!
The silver-white gun body is engraved with various complex Taoist patterns.
With the appearance of the spear, the world was turned upside down.
Chen Qingyuan, gun in his right hand, charged forward.
Waving the moon-shaped wild goose, it fully displays a transcendent charm.
war!
Both sides were well aware that this was the final battle.
Only the victors survive!
The ultimate, unparalleled strike that reaches the pinnacle of perfection—this is the height Qin Buqi has pursued his entire life.
Today, he finally succeeded!
However, his opponent was Chen Qingyuan, which destined this achievement to be short-lived, like a mirage, easily shattered.
Rumble!
Weapons clash, rules collide.
The battlefield collapsed and vanished into nothingness.
Chen Qingyuan and Qin Buqi both disappeared at that moment.
Heaven and earth were utterly silent, eerily quiet.
The two seemed to have been banished to another dimension, leaving the universe of China behind.
In just a few breaths, the core of the battlefield, which had turned into nothingness, reappeared as a fist-sized sphere of regularity.
This regular sphere rotates rapidly without any apparent pattern, and its volume increases rapidly.
In the time it takes to breathe ten or so, the regular sphere became enormous, with a diameter of 100,000 miles.
Moreover, the expansion trend has not stopped.
A little while later, the diameter of the perfectly round sphere had reached over a million miles.
At this point, the body shape no longer changes.
From the outside, this regular sphere resembles a giant water bubble, occasionally rippled with light, and nothing else can be seen.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sphere of rules exploded.
After shattering, it created a chaotic vortex that led straight to hell, with violent demonic sounds roaring, the Daoist energy of shattering all paths surging forth, and a scene of apocalyptic destruction of heaven and earth.
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A moment later, the chaotic vortex twisted and deformed, unable to withstand the immense power of the great battle, and was forcibly torn apart.
Chen Qingyuan and Qin Buqi reappeared, returning to this world.
In the final clash, the outcome was decided.
Chen Qingyuan, on the other hand, had a huge gash cut into his left arm, which had broken the bone. Blood was flowing out and soaked most of his clothes.
The residual force of the blade was still present in the wound, preventing Chen Qingyuan from sealing it immediately. He waited several breaths before the wound finally stopped.
Although there was a lot of bleeding, it wasn't a serious problem.
On the other side, Qin Buqi's situation was much more serious than Chen Qingyuan's.
A huge penetrating wound appeared in his chest, piercing through all his internal organs, which burst into a bloody mist.
His body was completely devoid of blood, like a dried-up riverbed, where not a drop of water could be squeezed out, leaving only deathly stillness.
His entire body was shriveled up, looking no different from a dried corpse.
His life hung by a thread; he was on the verge of death.
"I... lost."
Qin Buqi risked his life with a single strike, but failed to kill Chen Qingyuan. Faced with this outcome, he accepted it wholeheartedly.
If you lack the strength, accept it gracefully.
That last strike pushed Qin Buqi to his limits. He paid for it with his life.
What truly took Qin Buqi's life was not Chen Qingyuan, but his own forbidden technique.
The backlash was terrifying, devouring his blood and life force.
The path of demonic cultivation is indeed cruel.
If Qin Buqi succeeds, he can use Chen Qingyuan's corpse as a stepping stone to reach even greater heights. As long as he can devour Chen Qingyuan's soul, there's a very high probability he'll break through the shackles. In this way, the backlash from the forbidden technique will be greatly reduced, and his foundation will remain unshaken.
Chen Qingyuan stared at his opponent with a calm expression, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
If Qin Buqi hadn't fought so desperately, even if he hadn't been able to get Chen Qingyuan to officially take that step after ten or fifteen days of fighting, he could have gotten infinitely close.
Unfortunately, Qin Buqi was unwilling to become...
To be a whetstone, one must fight to the death.
"Long...long life."
Qin Buqi turned his gaze to the eerie black mist, as if he were seeing an auspicious glow he had never seen before. His eyes softened, no longer fierce.
The path to immortality was right before his eyes, yet he couldn't reach it.
This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.
He was unwilling to accept it, but he had no choice but to accept reality.
The victor is king, the loser is villain; one must accept defeat.
Then, he looked at Chen Qingyuan with an incredibly complicated expression. He had never imagined that his journey across the boundless sea would end like this.
He did not die on the path to immortality, but was blocked by a powerful figure of unknown origin, until he died in battle, and all his efforts came to naught.
When the last glimmer of life faded away, Qin Buqi's life came to an end.
The fall of a great emperor, and a top-tier one at that, drew mournful cries from all directions as they paid their respects to him.
Qin Buqi died, and the overwhelming resentment that had been entangled within him was finally released.
Wow!
The vast battlefield, shattered like dust, revealed a blood-red Dao diagram.
Within the Dao diagram, billions of desiccated corpses lay prostrate, surrounded by countless seas of blood.
All the mummies knelt before Chen Qingyuan and kowtowed in gratitude.
