On the Void Staircase, the nineteen Undying City Lords fixed their gaze upon the distant Dongbo Xueying, their eyes gleaming with ferocity. After all, he was a renowned hegemon across the Ninecloud Continent. Though he knew the white-haired, white-robed man before him was no weaker, how could he simply admit defeat? As he manipulated the dark formation descending from the sky, three rotating formations emerged one after another before him.
These three dark formations varied in size but interlocked like gears, their power compounding as they completely blocked the path ahead.
“Boom—!”
Nine hundred surging streams of violet light crashed into the three interlocked dark formations.
At the same moment, the dark formation high above descended, striking toward Dongbo Xueying.
“Go.” Dongbo Xueying was slightly surprised by the three dark formations in the distance, but he paid no heed to the one above. Instead, he merely directed another three hundred flying daggers to shoot skyward. Streaks of violet light collided violently with the dark formation, causing it to tremble before shattering completely.
However, the three gear-like dark formations before the Undying City Lord were different. The nine hundred flying daggers executed *Fish-Dragon Slaughter*, a simplified version of the fifth sword technique from *Annihilation*. Though its power was greatly diminished after simplification, the sheer number of attacks compensated for this flaw—it was one of Dongbo Xueying’s killing moves!
Rumble—!
The three dark formations rotated endlessly, their interlocking gears amplifying their power. If a single dark formation’s defensive strength was considered onefold, two formations would increase it tenfold, and three would elevate it a hundredfold! This was another reason the Undying City Lord dared to call himself “Undying.” Only by maintaining nineteen bodies could he unleash such a technique.
With just his true form, his soul’s strength would never suffice for such a terrifying move.
“It hasn’t broken?” Dongbo Xueying was astonished. “And it seems I’m still far from breaching it.”
“Truly unexpected. Among the random opponents I’ve encountered in this Treasure Divine Tower, you’re the first worthy of forcing me to use the *Seven Undying Disks*,” the Undying City Lord’s voice had returned to its usual hoarseness. Above the original three dark formations, *buzz, buzz, buzz*—three more dark formations materialized in succession.
Each new formation acted like an additional gear, merging into a greater whole.
If the first three formations had accumulated terrifying power, standing like an unshakable fortress wall, then the new formations transformed that accumulated might into offensive force.
Swish.
Swish.
Swish.
Three more formations stacked and converted the energy, sending a palpable sense of threat toward Dongbo Xueying. He could sense that all six formations, though differing in size, moved in perfect harmony—like the fundamental laws of a universe. Now, they were channeling their terrifying power into an attack, poised to strike!
Standing behind the six formations, the nineteen Undying City Lords smirked coldly at the scene.
His ultimate technique, *Seven Undying Disks*—though he could only fully control six disks at present. The ideal seventh disk, if perfected, might even rival the power of a Chaos Realm sovereign. Yet despite years of cultivation, he had never achieved it. Still, he named the technique as such to remind himself of the goal he forever chased.
“Never underestimate any expert with the combat power of the fifth level of the Star Tower,” Dongbo Xueying mused as he watched. With a wave of his hand, twelve hundred flying daggers surged forth in an overwhelming tide.
“Die!” the nineteen Undying City Lords intoned coldly.
The six disks spun.
The outermost disk suddenly projected a phantom formation, rotating as it expanded, enveloping all the flying daggers. *Screech—!* The phantom disk ground against the daggers like a millstone, effortlessly eroding their momentum. Yet the sheer number of daggers ensured an unending barrage of collisions.
…
In the distance, the Sky Sword Sect Master and the loose-robed woman watched with bated breath.
They were not surprised by the Undying City Lord’s terrifying might—his reputation preceded him, and his status far surpassed theirs.
But this mysterious, silver-masked white-haired man was holding his own in a direct clash without faltering.
“First the Undying City Lord, and now this one? Just how strong is he? Is he a native powerhouse of the Ninecloud Continent? If so, his name should have spread long ago,” the burly man wielding the black iron axe mused as he hacked relentlessly at the stone gate. The gate trembled, deep pits forming under his strikes, while lightning crackled along the axe’s surface.
“This white-haired, white-robed man must not be a native. Is he from the Three Sacred Realms? Or the Ancient Sacred Sect?” the burly man pondered silently. “Fascinating. Truly fascinating!”
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The phantom disks pressed forward. Even as they were worn down by the endless barrage of flying daggers, the six dark formations conjured new phantoms, sending them forth in waves. Gradually, Dongbo Xueying found himself at a disadvantage.
“His power is steadily increasing?” Dongbo Xueying was taken aback.
“The disks’ rotation harnesses all forces, amplifying their might endlessly,” the nineteen Undying City Lords declared with pride. Blessed with this heaven-defying talent, he relished venturing into perilous lands. The Ninecloud Continent, as a fragment of the Primordial Sacred World, held many unfathomable remnants.
Once, he had stumbled upon an abandoned cave dwelling. Though it held no treasures, within its meditation chamber lingered a terrifying aura—the remnants of seven dark disks.
Seven dark formations, perfectly united in rotation.
It was like witnessing the ultimate embodiment of dark destruction, leaving the Undying City Lord awestruck. He returned often to study and comprehend the remnants, eventually deriving his *Seven Undying Disks* technique. Yet his version paled in comparison to what he had seen. He suspected the original belonged to an existence of the ultimate level.
Even grasping a fraction of its essence had elevated his strength dramatically, establishing him as a hegemon of the Ninecloud Continent. With no Chaos Realm sovereigns in sight, he reigned supreme.
“To suppress my *Fish-Dragon Slaughter*?” Dongbo Xueying hadn’t expected this. That technique alone should have been enough to clear the fifth level of the Star Tower.
“Interesting.” A cold glint flashed in Dongbo Xueying’s eyes.
*Hum—!*
An intangible ripple surged forth, permeating the six rotating dark formations like a tangible force. The strongest domain technique of the Empyrean Sky Palace—*Panoramic Wave Diagram*—its overwhelming suppression immediately disrupted the formations. Even the attacking phantom disks faltered, their power visibly diminished.
“No!” The ripple also enveloped the nineteen Undying City Lords, their expressions twisting in alarm. Under such terrifying suppression, escape was nearly impossible.
His nineteen bodies began to dissolve, fading into black mist.
With the *Panoramic Wave Diagram* unleashed at full force, Dongbo Xueying suppressed the Undying City Lord and the six formations. Meanwhile, the countless flying daggers, retaining their full might, surged forward in a dazzling storm of violet afterimages. The weakened phantom disks shattered almost instantly.
“How…?” Though unwilling to believe it, the Undying City Lord knew the truth—this mysterious white-robed man was his superior. If he stubbornly resisted, death would be the only outcome.
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