Chapter 1839 — In the Sixteen Kalpas, Who Could Be a Match?

Zixiao's severed body was restored.

He swept his zither, music thundered, and thousands of Dao domains flew out like thousands of blades, cutting at Wuji!

Slash, slash, slash! Wuji fought desperately, suffering dozens of wounds.

Then she stabbed out a palm, and power close to sixteen Kalpas of Annihilation exploded! Elder Wuyai was caught by that palm; before he even reached her, his body was nearly torn apart.

Lingxiao drove his lance through her back from behind. Wuji gritted her steel teeth, her silver hair flew—slash, slash, slash!

—countless strands pierced into Lingxiao's body and, with a swish, sliced him to shreds. "Is Wuji this strong?

" Shen Mu's eyes widened. The vertical eye in his brow opened.

He stepped forward, activated the not-yet-fully-refined red-rope knot behind Wuji, and shouted: "Yue, cut the sixth red rope!

" He had originally thought that once the World Tree and Elder Wuyai fell into the Great Abyss, Wuji's cultivation and combat power would be heavily damaged, and then she would be theirs to handle. After Wuji and Wuyai had been gravely wounded, the Lunar Heaven Sovereign needed only to strike, throwing the Fourth Young Master into confusion and forcing the Third Young Master to retreat, and so Jingping could gain another few tens of thousands of years. But what he had not expected was that even with Elder Wuyai and the World Tree inside the Abyss, even with Wuji's power constantly draining, even with the red-rope knot unrefined, Wuji could still suppress them and beat them senseless! There was nothing left but his final trump card.

Inside the Chaos Hall, the Lunar Heaven Sovereign hurriedly looked up.

At the Abyss's only entrance, where Shen Mu's lotus leaf had blocked it, she saw a net woven from red ropes. The net was woven from five red ropes, yet a sixth red rope took no part in the weaving.

Her heart stirred.

She raised her zither and swept a hand across the strings before the hall. Twang, twang, twang!

Countless spatial arts screamed upward, and in the next instant, the sixth red rope was severed!

Had that sixth rope been pulled, the red-rope knot would have come undone, and Wuji would have broken free. But cutting it meant the full power of the Red-Cord Knot Seal would burst out completely!

The Master of Miluo Palace had not had the heart to kill his own disciple, so he had given Wuji a thread of life, hoping she would awaken. The sixth red rope had always restrained the power of the Red-Cord Knot Seal and held the balance. When the Lunar Heaven Sovereign cut it, the lotus leaf at the Great Abyss's entrance abruptly snapped, disintegrated, and became flying ash. A crimson hand descended from the sky and pressed the Chaotic Sea into dead calm.

Everyone on the sea was suddenly crushed by immense pressure; they grunted and fought to hold their footing. Shen Mu used the Immutable Art, revived Third Young Master Lingxiao and Elder Wuyai, and, enduring the pressure of the Master of Miluo Palace's seal, stepped back, shielding the Lunar Heaven Sovereign inside the Chaos Hall. The crimson palm-seal descended.

Wuji met it head-on and cried out: "Master, I have already broken most of your seal-arts!

They cannot touch me! Your divine arts are obsolete—mine are the essence of the universe!

" Boom!

As the palm-seal met her, disbelief flooded Wuji's face.

Blood poured from her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and the lotus dais beneath her feet shattered.

The Chaotic Sea split open and swallowed her.

The Master of Miluo Palace's palm kept pressing, driving her all the way down to the fathomless bottom of the Chaotic Sea! A violent shock rolled through the Great Abyss—surely the sound of that palm striking the seafloor.

Elder Wuyai, clutching the World Tree, swayed in the furious impact like a leaf in the wind, his face full of disbelief. Lingxiao and Zixiao watched, their hearts filled with boundless reverence.

"The Red-Cord Knot Seal can be used like this?

" Shen Mu was deeply shaken by the sight. Of everyone present, he had delved deepest into the Red-Cord Knot Seal, but even he had never fully understood its transformations.

When the Master of Miluo Palace's move unleashed its might, Shen Mu was truly stunned, and all the hidden changes of the Red-Cord Knot Seal came flooding into his mind. "Master, you didn't kill me!

Heh heh heh. . .

" The Chaotic Sea split open again.

Wuji rose step by step from beneath it, hair streaming loose over her shoulders, murderous aura boiling, and said: "Today, not one of you will leave alive! I will erase you from the history of the Sixteen Kalpas—make it so that your kind of substance never existed!

" Lingxiao and Zixiao's faces changed drastically.

Each activated his Dao-Soldiers and braced for battle.

Wuji had now completely thrown off the Master of Miluo Palace's seal!

Shen Mu suddenly smiled: "Second Sister, why force yourself to keep this up?

You know you can't scare us away.

" Wuji turned and glared at him viciously.

His expression did not change; a faint, secluded Dao light shone from the vertical eye in his brow as he said softly: "You know I can see through the Chaotic Sea. Nothing that happens at its bottom can escape my eyes.

" Pfft—Wuji spat blood at the sky, and her aura collapsed.