1164 Desperate Move
'My only move currently is to use the fact that Old Man Nether does not know I have a Longevity Technique to die and revive myself.' Longevity Techniques are rare in the upper dimension, not to mention here in the Endless Void.
'However, I cannot die by that sword as my technique will probably not work.' The sword's power was in the upper echelons of the Empyrean Realm, and given his Life-Death Wheel Innate Talent was a Tier 1 Longevity Technique, meaning it only worked for the Emperor Realm, there is a more than 90% chance that such a powerful attack would render it moot.
'I must kill myself and time it perfectly to make it look like the sword did it.' After making a quick plan, Wang Wei began to act it out.
"Old Man Nether, are you serious? You dare use such power in the lower dimension?"
"So, what? As long as I get to kill you."
"You'll destroy everything, and True Heavenly Dao won't allow you to live."
"Is this your way of begging for your life? How pathetic," Old Man Nether sneered. "Don't worry. I can still control my power."
'He caught the bait,' Wang Wei thought. It was already hard for Old Man Nether to control this weapon, and now, he has to be extra careful to ensure his attack did not wipe out everything in the lower dimension, which also meant his soul and spirit would be more depleted in the process, rendering him unable to use it a second time.
"Bastard, you're playing with fire," Wang Wei roared, appearing as if he had lost his composure.
"Get out of my sight," Old Man Nether declared with disgust in his voice. He concentrated on drawing even more spiritual power to slash his sword. A black beam rushed from the sword toward Wang Wei, who began applying all his defensive techniques to block this attack.
He even burned his blood energy, blood source, bloodline, soul, and Proving Dao Artifact to increase his defense, trying everything possible to block this attack. Sadly, it was futile. The black beam ran through him like a horse cart passing over an ant.
Meanwhile, blood dripped from all of Old Man Nether's orifices as his face paled. His legs trembled, and he had to will himself not to fall from the sky. A small smile crept on the corner of his face as his transformation ended on its own due to his weakness.
'I've gotten rid of this pest, and now, it's time to move on to the next step.' He guessed the consequences of using this attack, so he had already prepared how to move on.
'Before ascending, I'll first kill all his family and sect. I don't care if my action might make an enemy out of the branch in the upper dimension - it's the only way to get rid of this anger,' Old Man Nether thought with gritted teeth.
'Then, I'll take the thing in the Swallowing Zone before leaving the Eternal Ascension World for another place to continue my plan. Anyway, I am immortal and have all the time in the world.'
Old Man Nether knew he had reached the limit of his talent, and this might be the only way for him. As such, he's prepared to risk it all. Luckily, time was in his favor.
Plush!
Old Man Nether was shocked. He looked down to see a hand drenched in blood. His mind could not process what had happened. One moment, he was preparing for a better future, and the next, a terrifying strength destroyed 99% of his soul and the vitality of his body.
"Longevity...Technique."
"Bingo, but you don't get any reward," Wang Wei said calmly while ensuring the sealing runes spread throughout the enemy's body.
"It seems that my luck has run out." Old Man Nether knew this was the end for him. Although he could revive with his Dao Imprint, this bastard would never give him an opportunity for a comeback.
"Good," the phantom nodded. "Let's begin." frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
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