Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 330: An Unprecedented Battle (Part 4)
"ah!"
Suddenly, a long and shocking roar was heard above the vast ocean.
The rumbling sound of the rapids was like the sky falling and the earth collapsing, the sea splitting and the mountains collapsing.
If someone looked down from a high place at this time, it would not be difficult to find that there was a huge whirlpool on the sea surface with a diameter of nearly 100 feet. It was shaped like a funnel and was constantly expanding, swallowing up nearby ships.
Even those treasure ships that were caught in it could not escape the fate of being torn to pieces.
However, along with this sharp roar, at the bottom of the whirlpool, two figures suddenly appeared, one in front and one behind, breaking through the water surface. They stood on the wreckage of the ship, facing each other, and a thrilling battle began.
But when she saw these two people, Shangguan Xiaoxian's beautiful face instantly lost all color, turned as pale as paper, and she stood there in a daze.
Pharmacist Li's face also turned pale.
Ding Linglin suddenly stopped talking.
Ye Kai also fell silent .
Li Xunhuan was stunned and speechless.
Everyone on the boat realized something, some shook their heads, some sighed.
Because the two people who came out of the water were Ashura Venerable and Zhu Da, does that mean that Li Muchan has been defeated?
The island was still sinking, as if it was about to sink to the bottom , like a huge coffin, as if it was going to bury Li Muchan's body under the ocean.
The sea breeze blew against her face. Shangguan Xiaoxian suddenly brushed aside a few strands of hair from her forehead and said quietly and calmly, "If he dies, I will die too. But before that, I must drag the entire Zhu family with me to be buried with him."
Such plain words can make people shudder and feel creepy.
After saying this, the man turned and walked into the cabin, followed by a heart-wrenching cry of grief.
In the whirlpool, two figures were moving on the waves with ever-changing methods. Under the stunned gaze of everyone, they were fighting fiercely, with blood raining down and the fight was extremely brutal.
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"Li Muchan!"
Under the azure sea, just as Li Muchan was about to close his eyes and breathe his last, an incredible voice suddenly came to his ears.
Not only was the voice ethereal and traceless, but it also came and went without a trace. It was truly unpredictable and incredible.
After he called out softly a few times, Li Muchan actually opened his eyes slowly. He was stunned at first, then his expression turned into deep surprise and shock.
Under this vast ocean, there was actually someone talking to him through secret means. It was unbelievable.
But without time to dwell on it, feeling the stabbing pain in his chest and abdomen, and the intense waves of suffocation, Li Muchan hurriedly practiced the Dead Wood Zen. Immediately, his breathing slowed, his heartbeat slowed, and his Qi drifted away like a dead tree, plunging him into a state of suspended animation.
He didn't want to miss even a moment's respite.
But whose voice was that?
Li Muchan was sure that he had not heard it wrong. Although the voice was intermittent and a little weak, someone had indeed called his name just now.
If I tell others that I can transmit secret messages in the vast ocean, no one will believe it.
This person's strength must be extraordinary and extremely terrifying.
Li Muchan opened his eyes and saw that he had been swept out of the cave by the undercurrent without realizing it. He was moved by the water and slowly sank.
But what's the use?
What's more, he was pretending to be dead and his body was like a floating log, so he was just barely surviving.
Once the breath is exhausted, death is inevitable.
And the voice disappeared at this point, as if it was really Li Muchan's hallucination.
As the sunlight shone through, Li Muchan seemed to be suspended between day and night. The sky in front of him was azure, and the ground below him was pitch black. There was also a huge vortex high above his head that kept swallowing up and obliterating everything.
Countless people struggled in it, as humble as ants, and were swallowed up and annihilated in an instant, falling to the bottom of the sea like a grain of sand.
However, despite the devastation outside, Li Muchan's heart was surprisingly calm.
His body was like a drifting log, his heart like a dead tree, like an old monk in meditation, neither startled nor frightened, trapped in the state of a dead tree, just watching these lives die before his eyes and be buried in the sea.
"lay down!"
Suddenly, the voice sounded again, clearer than before.
Li Muchan's silent eyes flickered, "Let go? Let go of what?"
He couldn't speak and could only think silently.
However, the man seemed to be able to guess what he was thinking, and gave him some advice: "What you pick up is only limited, and only when you let go... can you become infinite... The power of the four illuminations comes from the infinite..."
"Finite... Infinite..."
Li Muchan was not a fool. His mind raced, and he suddenly remembered the time when he first met Li Xunhuan and the other party's supreme realm of holding the way of heaven.
The voice struck while the iron was hot and said, "Although the divine sword is sharp, it is only three feet long... Why not abandon the sword... Only by letting go can you pick up more."
Li Muchan's eyes, as silent as dead water, suddenly rippled, and he had realized something.
This time, it's his turn.
Just as Zhu Si said before his death, if you win others, can you win yourself?
And now, the biggest enemy he has to face is not someone else, but himself.
Old Man Tianji has never taken this step, and neither has Zhu Si. So can he take it?
One step to life, one step to death.
Li Muchan remained silent and motionless, but his body, which was like drifting wood, slowly straightened up, and then he sat cross-legged, reversing his sinking trend and sitting in the ocean.
At this point, the voice completely disappeared.
No one can help him in this disaster. Only Li Muchan can face the difficulties and overcome them by himself, so as to move forward and take another step forward.
Otherwise, you will die from now on and have no chance of survival.
But Li Muchan looked lifeless, and in his calm eyes there seemed to be a flicker of ash lighting up, a bit of divine light like a candle in the wind, but it was gradually growing stronger.
He still remembers the extraordinary scene when Li Xunhuan held the way of heaven in his hands, and the memory is still fresh and vivid.
Suddenly, Li Muchan's eyes widened, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his tightly clenched breath suddenly rose. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the magic sword on his chest, pulling it out of his body.
He vowed to take this step.
"Um?"
In the whirlpool, Zhu Da and Asura Reverend, who were fighting each other, suddenly stopped. First, their eyes showed surprise and doubt, and then their expressions changed. They looked at the water surface under their feet in disbelief, their eyes focused, as if their sight could penetrate the ocean, looking at the figure with sword drawn and eyes open.
Feeling the increasingly ethereal energy under the water, the two men had different expressions, but their actions were surprisingly similar.
Zhu Da laughed strangely and said, "You are really brave. You still want to fight to the death before you die. Then I will send you off completely."
After the laughter died down, the man turned over like a dragon, and with a glance, he was already staring at a direction under his feet. Then he raised his hand and a sword stuck in the driftwood was immediately caught in the air.
The tip of the sword pointed diagonally, and Zhu Dasui pushed the handle, and the long sword immediately shot into the water like an arrow.
"How strange!"
Venerable Ashura's pupils trembled and he was also shocked.
At this moment, a light boat suddenly appeared on the sea from afar. The boat left no trace, just like a spring breeze passing by, and it came at an incredible speed.
There was a man standing alone on the boat, his gray hair flying and his voice distant.
"Brother Zhu, Shen Lang is here!"
