I Might Be A Fake Cultivator Chapter 2172
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Chapter 2174: 2174
Chapter 2174: Isn’t It Just Crushing the Heavens?
A complete Divine Dao of Darkness rapidly surged forth from An Lin’s heart as well as the chaotic black hole behind him. This was the purest of black, and it was a black that was capable of transforming everything into eternal darkness.
A feeling of terror surged into the Flower Goddess’ mind when she saw the profound darkness before her. This was a feeling of terror that originated from the core of her very being. This was a feeling of terror that was completely independent of her subjective thoughts.
Indeed, her subjective thoughts would never result in her experiencing terror. This was because she held firm in her belief that she was the symbol of invincibility in this world. Even if An Lin killed her ten thousand times, she would still be able to revive and jump forward to endlessly irritate and ridicule him.
An Lin raised his Evil-Slaying Sword, sending a burst of blinding golden light into the sky. This was a burst of light that possessed a paramount Heaven Crushing True Intent that desired to obliterate all matter.
“Do you know what? I’ve already discovered a phenomenon. That is, the Heaven Crushing Techniques are extremely easy to use in this world… How easy? It’s so easy that I feel like I can comprehensively destroy this entire world each time I use them…”
An Lin gazed at the Flower Goddess, whose expression gradually became one of astonishment and terror. A pure and paramount darkness formed on the golden light of his Sword Dao that rested on the blade of his Evil-Slaying Sword, causing its might to rise explosively. The Flower Goddess involuntarily shuddered in apprehension.
“Die!”
The Bizarre God suddenly appeared behind An Lin; his legs were like two extremely sharp divine blades as they slashed at his neck. The space in the surroundings was slashed apart, and even the darkness that protected An Lin had a small gash torn into it!
An Lin flicked his sword, sending a wisp of golden sword projection at the Bizarre God. It was as if something had slashed across the void as a line of red appeared from the Bizarre God’s head down to his feet.
His body then separated into two halves as he continued to soar through the air. There had been absolutely no resistance and pause as he was slashed into two halves!
This had only been a wisp of sword intent from the golden sword projection!
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“What… what in the world do you want to do?” the Flower Goddess asked as her expression changed drastically.
“What do I want to do? I want to fulfill your death wish!” An Lin replied with an apathetic expression as he gazed at the Flower Goddess coldly. His hands were tightly wrapped around his sword, and it was as if he were gazing at a dead person. “Of course, the death that I speak of might be slightly different from the death in your imagination…”
Darkness brought silence to all matter, and a golden light caused the entire sky to shudder!
“Darkness—Sword of The Heavenly Dao!”
An Lin suddenly slashed down with his sword!
Boom!
A golden sword intent erupted throughout the world; its violent power tearing through all matter. Forests, seas, mountains, plains, space, sky, and even the nomological laws of heaven and earth… Everything was rapidly destroyed before the might of the sword, and everything was sent on a path toward destruction!
“No…” The Flower Goddess’ eyes widened in terror as she watched the devastating sword projection annihilate everything in the surroundings. She couldn’t help but shudder in apprehension. She knew that this sword strike wasn’t targeted at her. Rather, it was targeted at this entire world!
Countless living beings were killed by this sword strike.
Countless matters were obliterated into nothingness.
The nomological laws of heaven and earth started to fracture and disintegrate…
There was a rule in the Heaven Crushing Sect. That was, those who could successfully crush the heavens in a simulated Small World could become a Heavenly Disciple Candidate. Thus, each Heavenly Disciple Candidate possessed limitless potential. After all, they were powerful beings who had crushed the heavens before.
However, the heavens that they had crushed merely belonged to a Small World.
To crush the heavens of a Great World was a completely different matter. The difficulty of this task was on a completely different level.
It could be said that the world created by the Heavenly Life Goddess was only slightly inferior to the Tai Chu Continent, a Great World. Thus, even a genuine Heavenly Disciple would find it extremely difficult to crush the heavens of this world if they weren’t fully prepared.
Right now, An Lin was transforming this task from the impossible to the possible.
In order to fulfill the Flower Goddess’ wish of death, An Lin had also decided to unleash his full power. He would do something that no others would dare to even imagine—crush the heavens!
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Indeed, he was going to use his absolute power to directly annihilate the Heavenly Dao of this world!
The Flower Goddess possessed the God of Creation authority of this world, which allowed her to revive infinitely many times. That being the case, An Lin would directly destroy the origin of her power. In other words, he would directly destroy this world. With the origin of her power destroyed, wouldn’t that prevent the Flower Goddess from reviving anymore?
This was analogous to a case where one wanted to make an employee of a company lose their income. However, said employee had the support of the company’s president, and this president couldn’t be toppled no matter what. What could one do? The solution was simple—they could directly bankrupt the company!
This was the simplest and most straightforward solution. Moreover, this was a solution that was suitable for extremely talented and decisive people.
“No, d-don’t…” The Flower Goddess shuddered slightly when she felt a sensation of boundless terror for the very first time.
She furiously channeled her God of Creation authority in an attempt to prevent An Lin and his power of destruction. However, once a burst of power exceeded a certain limit, even she wouldn’t have the ability to suppress its spread.
The darkness-imbued Sword of The Heavenly Dao before her was the flawless combination of An Lin’s complete Heavenly Dao of Darkness and the final technique of the Heaven Crushing Techniques. It was one of An Lin’s most powerful attacks.
To say nothing of the Flower Goddess, the instantaneous might that this attack could unleash was so overwhelming that even Supreme Heavenly Gods who had activated their True Forms of Dao would feel startled and apprehensive.
It was evident that this attack had already completely exceeded what the Flower Goddess could control…
Looking at the surroundings, the once flourishing world that was filled with vitality and miracles had already become an ink-black expanse of destruction.
Darkness was engulfing all matter of this world, regardless of whether it was a tangible matter or an intangible space and energy. Meanwhile, like a paramount golden dragon that was swooping across the roof of this world, a burst of golden light was tearing through the sky. This burst of golden light ripped through and destroyed the numerous nomological laws that were hidden among heaven and earth.
The sky was weeping in grief, and all matter was trembling in terror.
Several thin black threads appeared and intertwined around the blade of the Evil-Slaying Sword before extending toward the surrounding heaven and earth. Gazing at these thin black threads, one couldn’t derive any information. However, if one possessed a high enough cultivation base, they would definitely be stunned upon laying eyes on these thin black threads. This was because each of these thin black threads was a thread that directly led to the origin of Dao. They represented the final destination of one’s pursuits.
How many of these black threads were emanating from the Evil-Slaying Sword?
Innumerable!
These thin black threads intertwined to form unique patterns as they extended into the surroundings, and they were like countless black swords as they directly pierced into the intangible void of this world. It was hard to determine where they had landed, but immediately afterward, the entire world started to tremble. The magnitude of this trembling was several times more powerful than before, when An Lin had unleashed his darkness-imbued Sword of The Heavenly Dao!
The Flower Goddess clearly hadn’t been struck by An Lin’s attacks, yet she was mysteriously struck by numerous backlashes. She continued to cough blood as the flowers and vines that formed her body started to rapidly wither and wilt.
Meanwhile, the arm of the newly-revived Bizarre God stopped regenerating before it had even fully formed.
The two guardian gods were petrified as they gazed at the apocalyptic scenes before them. Their minds were completely blank at this moment.
“He’s not only destroying the visible matter of this world… He… he’s even destroying the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth of this world…
“The essence of the Heavenly Dao has already been severely damaged!”
The two guardian gods were stunned upon discovering this. The scenes before them were genuinely that of an apocalypse. The world was collapsing, yet they could do absolutely nothing about it!
“An Lin, I’ve already captured all of the Heavenly Dao of this world. Should I destroy them all?” An aloof and childish voice sounded in An Lin’s mind. This was none other than Little Xie, who had unleashed her unrivaled might just now.
An Lin gazed at the shattered world before him and replied, “Destroy them!”
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