Before, Ling Yu released a bold statement that he wanted to defeat seven with one, but when those seven figures turned into seven heaven-breaking divine weapons and slashed towards Ling Yu, Ling Yu realized how naïve he was. The seven sharp swords transformed from the seven figures under the chaotic clouds uphold the will of the Heavenly Dao, each sword presents a different color, the seven-colored light shines all over the sea of stars, and the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations shake the nine heavens. Many stars were forced by the power of the sword to temporarily change their trajectory. In Ling Yu's opinion, those stars, and even the turbulence of time and space, seemed to have their own consciousness, and they quickly fled into the distance. Originally, Ling Yu was surrounded by dazzling starlight, but when the seven sharp swords slashed towards him, those starlights became extremely dim, and the brilliance of the stars was covered by the edge of the Heavenly Sword, and he crossed into the distance. In less than a cup of tea, there were no twinkling stars on Ling Yu's side, and they were completely shrouded in black.

The seven sharp blades became the only light in this sea of stars, and the angle at which they slashed towards Ling Yu was extremely tricky, like a sword net, firmly binding Ling Yu, no matter which direction Ling Yu broke through, he would be forced back by the sword qi that was enough to kill Immortal Venerable. Moreover, in those sword qi, there was infinite chaotic power. As the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force at the beginning of the Star Sea, when the seven sharp swords swept towards Ling Yu, those chaotic forces gradually attached to Ling Yu's flesh and blood, seeping into the internal organs along his skin, eating away at Ling Yu's cultivation and divine soul. That feeling was like ten thousand insects eating bones, which made Ling Yu miserable.

There was a large array of sword qi on the outside, and there was a chaotic force inside, which made Ling Yu busy and anxious for a while. Ling Yu had tried to pour the chaotic power in one of the sword qi into his body in order to refine them and break them one by one. However, those sword intents seemed to have their own consciousness, and every time Ling Yu wanted to face the sword intent with his physical body, six other divine swords would fly from different angles, interrupting Ling Yu. The previous seven figures would each attract three Chaos Thunder Punishments, but when they pressed towards Ling Yu at the same time, twenty-one Thunder Tribulations were actually summoned by them at the same time. Twenty-one thunder tribulations containing the power of endless chaos were blessed in the bodies of the seven figures, and then transformed into sword intent with them, which can be described as indestructible and invulnerable. Each sword was enough to slash the Immortal Venerable after blessing the three Chaos Thunder Punishments, and now that the seven swords were swung down at the same time, Ling Yu was unable to parry.

From a distance, there were endless gray lightning rays swimming in the chaotic clouds at this time, and under the clouds, there were seven heavenly swords transformed into a sword array, which sometimes converged into a chrysalis shape, sometimes transformed into a net, changing and dazzling. And the only thing that remained unchanged was that Ling Yu had been trapped in the sword intent.

At the beginning, those sword intents were only around a radius of one zhang on Ling Yu's side, but as time passed, when Ling Yu's physical strength was almost consumed, those sword intents finally launched a second wave of offensives. They gradually narrowed the range of their sword qi, from one zhang to eight feet, and from eight feet to five feet, and finally, they were almost attached to Ling Yu's body, as long as Ling Yu made a slight mistake, his skin would be cut by the sword intent, and blood would flow out. Feeling the infinite killing intent in the sword qi, Ling Yu saw sweat on his forehead and secretly regretted it. If I hadn't been too confident and made bold promises, maybe I wouldn't have been so embarrassed. But it's too late to say anything now, and although the seven figures have their own consciousness, they don't have a trace of human feelings. To put it bluntly, they are just spiritual thoughts under the Heavenly Dao, and they are endowed with the will of the Heavenly Dao. And they exist for only one purpose, that is, to strangle themselves.

Two hours had passed, and Ling Yu was sweating like rain, his face was pale, and he was panting heavily, but even so, he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. Those sword intents seem to be gorgeous, but in fact they are bottomless cold abysses, and if he is not careful, Ling Yu will be twisted into powder by the sword intent. But Ling Yu also knew that it was not a way to drag it out like this. When his manpower is exhausted, he is a flesh-and-blood Terran cultivator, and if he continues like this, sooner or later he will be exhausted by the sword qi, and finally become the prey of the Heavenly Dao sword intent, and let others slaughter him. Those Heavenly Swords, on the other hand, were different, although they were formed by the seven figures from before. However, the seven figures were not living beings, but spiritual thoughts, they were tireless, and the killing qi was endless. If it was consumed with them, the result would only be that Ling Yu was dragged down by them. Thinking of this, Ling Yu couldn't help frowning slightly, and couldn't help but feel confused in his heart, and there were flaws in his moves.

And how did Ling Yu know that those sword intents fused by the power of chaos were waiting for this opportunity, when he saw Ling Yu's eyes fluttering and lost his mind for a moment, the seven sharp swords suddenly burst out like a tsunami-like surging killing machine, and slashed towards Ling Yu in an instant. At this moment, the Heavenly Sword showed its strongest power.

I saw that the light on the seven sharp swords was several times more dazzling than before, and one after another surging killing machines instantly vibrated out from the heavenly sword. The Seven-Colored Heavenly Sword aimed its blade at Ling Yu almost at the same time, stabbing towards Ling Yu, who was distracted by the gasp. Although the Chaos Divine Punishment had helped Ling Yu kill Yuan Wu before, it was because Yuan Wu should not have provoked the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, and the evil consequences he suffered were completely self-inflicted, not intentional by the Chaos Thunder Punishment. In Ling Yu and Yuan Wu, the Chaos Heavenly Punishment did not have any favoritism. At this time, Yuan Wu was dead, so Ling Yu would become the only living creature under the Heavenly Tribulation, which would naturally lead the Heavenly Sword to show its might and kill Ling Yu. Ever since Ling Yu had obtained the power of chaos in the first six Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulations, both his muscles and flesh and blood had become extremely terrifying, even compared to the golden-bodied Arhats of the Buddhist Sect. But even so, it is still not the opponent of the Heavenly Sword.

The Heavenly Sword flew rapidly from the seven directions, piercing into Ling Yu's body at the moment when Ling Yu lost his mind for a short time. Each of the seven Heavenly Swords was three feet long, and when they pierced into Ling Yu's body, there was not the slightest stagnation, just like a divine soldier cutting through a thin piece of rice paper, unhindered.

When Ling Yu was awakened by the severe pain, it was too late to fight back. He felt a piercing pain coming from his body, and when he stared down, he found that seven holes had appeared on his body, and the front and back were transparent. It turned out that the seven sharp swords actually passed directly through Ling Yu's body and flew out from the other end of his body. When the sword passed through Ling Yu's body, it didn't pierce at random. Instead, Ling Yu's internal organs and dantian were directly pierced into a blood hole the size of a baby's fist. If Ling Yu's cultivation reached the Supreme Realm, perhaps these wounds could only be regarded as skin injuries, but if he only had the cultivation of the state of mind, then these wounds would be fatal enough for him. In particular, one of the sharp swords had already penetrated Ling Yu's dantian, which was the place where the cultivator's body contained the essence and the gods, and this place was broken, and Ling Yu felt that his cultivation was passing rapidly. And what passes with the cultivation is still alive.

Because of the damage to his five organs, the corners of Ling Yu's mouth couldn't help but flow blood, and the blood of Yuan Wu, who had dried up on his face before, merged with his own blood, which was even more hideous. Ling Yu's face became more and more pale, and he really felt the breath of death. This was the first time that Ling Yu was so close to death, as if he had seen the Nine Heavens Immortal Domain above the sea of stars in an instant, the Netherworld Mansion under the sea of stars, and the countless lonely souls screaming and fighting in the sea of stars. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, dantian and other organs had all been pierced by the sword, and the flesh and blood foam of the five internal organs were stirred together and flowed out of those wounds. An irresistible feeling of exhaustion came over him, and he felt that his eyelids were heavy and tired, and even those tiredness far exceeded the sharp pain in his internal organs, making him drowsy. It seemed that what was needed for him now was not healing, but sleep.

"Boy, you can't sleep yet! Although your internal organs and dantian have been pierced by the Heavenly Sword, your vitality has not completely passed, and the eight small balls in your dantian are trying their best to repair your remnants. If you fall asleep at this time, then you really don't have the ability to return to the sky!" At this moment, the Heavenly Spirit Bead, hidden in the sea of Ling Yu's knowledge, reminded urgently. As a Chaos Artifact, the Heavenly Spirit Bead had already seen everything that Ling Yu had suffered, but he couldn't help Ling Yu through the tribulation. He knew his identity, and if he appeared in the Chaos Tribulation, he would inevitably provoke the Heavenly Punishment and cause irreparable disaster.

Hearing the Heavenly Spirit Bead's urgent words, Ling Yu was in a strong spirit, he turned his head to look at the seven heavenly swords that had flown into the sky, and had already aimed at his own seven heavenly swords, and a trace of unyielding expression flashed in his eyes. At this time, the seven heavenly swords in the sky were already stained with blood, as if they had been watered with blood. Ling Yu knew that it was his own blood, the spiritual blood that was taken out of his body when the Heavenly Sword passed through his body. Looking at those Heavenly Swords, Ling Yu couldn't help but think back to his life, recalled everything he had suffered, and those encounters that accompanied joy and suffering flashed through Ling Yu's mind one by one, making Ling Yu go through the cycle again when he was dying. If you leave this prosperous world now, will you be willing? Ling Yu asked herself, every word was fine. And the answer Ling Yu got was no, he hadn't yet ascended to the Immortal Realm, he hadn't said goodbye to his parents and relatives, he hadn't taken good care of Xuan Ling'er, and he hadn't found Tang Jinxuan.

If Ling Yu was allowed to fall now, he would have too many regrets. That was what Ling Yu had in mind, it was something he had wanted to accomplish all his life, how could he be willing to leave before his earthly wish was fulfilled? Thinking of this, a trace of unyielding rose in Ling Yu's heart, it was an obsession, and he went straight to the Divine Court.

At this moment, seven sharp swords once again pierced Ling Yu's body with lightning bolts. The Heavenly Sword containing the power of Chaos is a divine weapon in the Chaos Tribulation, and they have only one purpose, to kill Ling Yu. Therefore, when he felt that Ling Yu had not yet fallen, the divine sword once again swung out of power and surged.

However, this time, the result was something that Heavenly Punishment did not expect. Because when they stabbed into Ling Yu's body for the second time, I don't know if it was the pain that stimulated Ling Yu's potential, or because of the long-cherished wish that aroused Ling Yu's fighting spirit. I saw Ling Yu's tiger eyes wide open, looking up to the sky and roaring angrily. With his roar, an incomparably bright light suddenly lit up in his dantian. In the gods, eight small balls are arranged in eight directions, spinning at great speed. The brilliance that permeated the ball was like the most precious elixir in the world, healing Ling Yu's body at a speed visible to the naked eye. And when Guanghua treated Ling Yu, he actually imprisoned the seven divine swords in Ling Yu's body. The seven sword blades that had already pierced Ling Yu's body were actually melted by the brilliance emitted by the small ball, and only a small hilt was still exposed outside Ling Yu's body, but because the divine sword pierced into Ling Yu's body, it seemed to grow on Ling Yu's body, and it could neither be pierced nor withdrawn.

It had always been the Chaos Divine Sword that had the upper hand before, and the Heavenly Sword that was suddenly imprisoned by Ling Yu seemed to have lost its majesty, and it emitted a roar from the Chaos Tribulation Cloud. Then, the seven heavenly swords began to melt, and finally turned into seven Chaos Divine Thunder again, trying to pierce Ling Yu again. But this time, Ling Yu didn't move. He opened his eyes suddenly, and the decisive look in the tiger's eyes made people dare not look directly. Ling Yu didn't perform any exercises, but as usual, he let the divine thunder pour into his body, refining his flesh and soul. However, Ling Yu's ambition was also revealed at this moment. Previously, he had comprehended the Dao Marks of Heaven and Earth from the Chaos Divine Punishment attracted by Heavenly Struggle and Qing Hao respectively, but this time, he actually wanted to directly pour twenty-one Heavenly Punishments into his body at the same time with his own strength. Not to mention that the infinite power in the twenty-one Chaos Heavenly Punishments was enough to destroy the stars, the Heavenly Dao Will inside alone was enough to break Ling Yu.

However, in the face of such a very likely result, Ling Yu did not care. Because in an instant, he actually comprehended the true meaning of the power of chaos from the Chaos Heavenly Punishment at the time of his death. He knew that whether it was the Nine Shadows, the Twenty-Seven Thunderbolts, or the Seven Heavenly Swords, the chaotic power contained in them was actually the same. It is precisely because of this that he decided to go crazy once, either to have an epiphany or to kill himself!