CHAPTER 2678: CHAPTER 2676: LIMIT

"Within the realm of Ten Directions Annihilation, he actually took the initiative to absorb the destructive aura, weaving a strand of the divine artifact’s power of annihilation into his divine soul amidst the crossing of dreams and reality."

"Sister, how is this possible? The aura of Ten Directions Annihilation is a deathly artifact, each trace filled with curses and destruction. Would anyone willingly savor such power?"

The little girl looked incredulous.

The Ten Directions Annihilation itself is a cursed divine artifact of the Divine Realm, born within the Sea of Curses, and its power is something no one is willing to touch.

Because touching even a trace of its aura feels like experiencing the harshest torture.

So when he had seen Ethan Smith still alive after the power of Ten Directions Annihilation was released, Ziyan was so surprised, not expecting him to actively absorb that strand of power.

At that moment, a horrifying aura emanated from Ethan Smith, a power akin to that of the Ancient Gods surged forth from his divine soul.

This power, residing deep within Ethan Smith’s divine soul, completely erupted amidst the constant surreal transformations.

In Ethan Smith’s Sea of Consciousness, the Dusk Sword let out a shrill scream.

A feeling of fear turned this sword into a mass of fog, and this consciousness of the powerful rule path of the Holy Kingdom felt for the first time an awareness more fierce than itself.

Now faced with an aura akin to a fierce beast, it began to panic.

Surrender or die!

Ethan Smith stared indifferently at the Sword of Destruction, completely enveloping it with his Divine Soul Power.

If this consciousness of the Holy Kingdom does not fully surrender, Ethan Smith would not mind completely destroying it.

Utilizing the power of Ten Directions Annihilation this time, if he could thoroughly suppress this rule sequence of the Holy Kingdom, he would not have to worry about the backlash of this Dusk Sequence in the future.

A black lightning flashed through Ethan Smith’s Divine Soul Power, suddenly traversing the Dusk Sword.

In an instant, it screamed in terror.

The moment this power swept through, it found its awareness had been devoured by half.

Finally, Ethan Smith felt the Dusk Sword in the Sea of Knowledge completely calm down, no longer agitated as before.

The trace of darkness in his eyes finally faded completely.

"Hmm?"

Flower Field seemed to notice the changes in Ethan Smith, who now appeared as if he had shed a great burden.

The aura around him became strong again, and Flower Field, raising the Divination Sword, smirked coldly at Ethan Smith.

"Haha, today no matter how you break through, you must die here."

Flower Field laughed heartily, the Divination Sword in his hand suddenly erupted with terrifying sword energy.

The divination diagrams on the sword kept changing, Great Derivation Divine Art, Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Swords.

Beneath Flower Field’s feet, a massive Tai Chi Diagram suddenly appeared.

With a thrust of his sword towards the sky, the space around Ethan Smith abruptly trembled violently.

Qian One, Dui Two, Li Three, Zhen Four, Xun Five, Kan Six, Gen Seven, Kun Eight.

Sixty-four swords suddenly thrust forth.

Dusk Sword, guard!

The sixty-four swords completely surrounded Ethan Smith, and the Tiger Wing in Ethan Smith’s hand suddenly moved.

The Tiger Wing let out a roar like a fierce tiger, and whirlwind-like blade energy clashed with the sixty-four swords.

Great Derivation Divine Art versus Dusk Sword, a direct collision of the power of rules.

Amid the collision, accompanied by a consciousness impact, it seemed like countless divine souls were whispering and howling above Seal Demon Valley.

The enormous sparks from the clash of swords and blades erupted into a fireball, blazing upon the surrounding structures.

And after the rampant willpower burst forth, less cultivated disciples within a hundred-meter radius immediately fainted dead away.

"Such terrifying powers, to master such frightening rules with only the power of the True Spirit Realm."

Even Yamato Hess showed a face full of horror looking at this great war.

"Indeed, according to the Path Spirit, mastering such power would require at least Path Spirit Realm or even Realm of Holy Spirit, truly worthy of someone who obtained the Holy Lord’s Rune. These outsiders are extraordinary indeed."

Yusuf Williams’s face also turned a bit grim. They’ve lived in this region for eons.

But now he realized they were far surpassed by these outsiders who had been here for far less time, a fact hard to accept.

Boom!

After a brief contact, the Tiger Wing and Divination Sword sprang apart.

Ethan Smith’s right hand, gripping the Tiger Wing, trembled slightly, with multiple deep wounds appearing on his body.

Flower Field’s power was obviously suppressing him, and before he could suppress the Dusk Sword, he had already been severely injured. This exchange left him injured once again.

"What a terrifying rule sequence, this awareness even slightly suppresses my Great Derivation Divine Art, a truly formidable opponent."

Flower Field showed a look of surprise as he faced Ethan Smith’s Dusk Sword for the first time.

He only felt that awareness like a fierce beast, suppressing the power of the Great Derivation Divine Art, while crazily assaulting his Sea of Consciousness.

If Heavenless’s Black Lotus hadn’t blocked that awareness, he wouldn’t have had such an easy time.

"No, today I must completely kill you here. If you get past this, how will I ever suppress you in the future?"

Flower Field couldn’t help but shiver.

Buddha’s Light Universal!

A menacing Buddha statue suddenly appeared in front of Ethan Smith, six arms punched fiercely.

The fists carrying the Evil Buddha’s Light power slammed into Ethan Smith with unmatched force, tearing his body apart once again.

This was a move of the Evil Buddha. After defeating the Evil Buddha Maheshvara and acquiring his Buddhist beads, Flower Field mastered his moves.

At this moment, seizing Ethan Smith’s serious injuries, this move struck out again, slaughtering Ethan.

"Hmm?"

Flower Field sharply noticed, this time, the surreal aura emerged from Ethan Smith anew.

Ethan Smith lingered long without returning to reality, as if struggling on the edge of a dreamscape.

In that surreal world, countless butterflies fluttered around Ethan Smith.

He bit down hard but found that he couldn’t return to reality.

In his Sea of Consciousness, a voice kept telling him, this is where reality lies.

The murmuring voices were like the whispers of someone closest to him, near his ear.

"Ethan, stay here, don’t leave me, I’m so tired."

Emily Taylor, eyes glistening with tears, pitifully reaching out for him.

The light and shadow before him became even more lusciously chaotic, almost suffocating him.

"Slash!"

The Dusk Sword stabbed fiercely into his own Sea of Consciousness.

The intense divine soul pain finally made the light and shadow vanish, and Ethan Smith once again appeared in front of Flower Field.

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the damage on his back from the sixty-four swords still persisting.

"Zhuangzi’s Dream of a Butterfly has reached my limits; if I use it again, I might forever be lost in a dreamscape."

Ethan Smith’s expression looked grim.