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Ming Yu turned around and opened the Eye of Death. Staring coldly at Luo Ling, she said, "If you think I will only take one more step, then you are wrong."

"I will walk the final path and seize the Netherworld Sword. After I leave, it will not be you who kills me, but me who kills you!"

At this moment, the killing intent in Ming Yu's eyes was completely unleashed onto Luo Ling.

Luo Ling was originally unable to withstand the terrifying pressure and was constantly resisting the Death Sword Qi. However, Ming Yu's gaze caused him to uncontrollably retreat three steps back. He barely managed to maintain his standing posture and did not fall down.

"Big thunder, small rain, trash."

Ming Yu disdainfully spat out these words. She did not bother to look at Luo Ling who had an increasingly ugly expression on his face as she turned around and continued walking forward with great difficulty!

Luo Ling's face was pale. However, he could not retort any further.

This was because he had indeed taken a few steps back. It was as if he was using his actions to tell Mingyu, "I'm afraid!"

However, how could Luo Ling feel this way in his heart? He just couldn't accept it. Extremely powerful!

Ming Yu had now completely touched his bottom line!

Merely, even though Luo Ling was this crazy, Ming Yu did not bother with him at all. Instead, he continued to walk forward with determination. His speed became slower and slower. From ten breaths of time to twenty breaths of time, even to thirty breaths of time, every step was extremely strenuous, but he still didn't stop!

No one felt that Ming Yu was slow. On the contrary, they were all paying close attention to Ming Yu's every move, because they all wanted to know exactly how far Ming Yu would go.

Time seemed very long, but it seemed to pass in an instant. In the end, Ming Yu was still three steps away from stepping over the stone bridge, completely free from the pressure.

However, at this moment, because Ming Yu's knee had been under pressure for a long time, a slight pricking pain suddenly came from it. However, the huge attraction from the stone bridge made Ming Yu's knee tremble slightly.

Although his movements were extremely minute, they were like the final straw that broke a camel's back. Ming Yu fell to the ground, sticking to the stone bridge!

"Ha ha!"

Luo Ling, who was behind him, felt the pressure on his body relax. Seeing Ming Yu falling in front of him, he felt extremely relieved.

"You're just so-so. So what if you're a few steps ahead of me? You will still fall, and you will still not be able to obtain the Netherworld Sword! "

Even if I am unable to obtain the Yellow Springs Sword now, once I absorb the blood of the ghoul and Ming Long, I will once again be able to strengthen my strength. And if father comes to the Netherworld Cave, he will definitely be able to obtain the sword as well. In the end, the Netherworld Sword did not belong to you. Just lie there obediently and wait for death!

When the twenty-something people a few hundred meters away saw that Ming Yu was still lying on the ground, some of them were overjoyed, but there were also those who felt that it was a pity.

"I originally thought that I would be able to witness the process of an expert seizing the Netherworld Sword. But now, it seems that obtaining the Netherworld Sword will be even more difficult …"

A young disciple from a prestigious family slowly shook his head. Originally, he thought he was a dragon among men, but after coming to this Netherworld Cave, he knew that he could not withstand this kind of test. To put it bluntly, his strength was not enough.

Another tall and sturdy youth from the military lamented, "That's right. I don't think we should have come to this Netherworld Cave. Without obtaining the Netherworld Sword, we would have lost our lives!"

"Wait... Wait! "Look …"

At this time, another person exclaimed in surprise. Everyone turned to look at him, only to discover that he was pointing in front of them with a frightened face.

Everyone looked back in the direction the man was pointing at and discovered that Ming Yu, who had just fallen to the ground, was actually propping herself up with one hand and her body was trembling nonstop. Every time she trembled, her movements increased and she even wanted to stand up again!

That's right, even though he had fallen, Ming Yu was still unwilling to surrender!

Blue veins popped out on Ming Yu's forehead. Because of that violent pressure, as he slowly stood up, his bones would emit a cracking sound, causing his scalp to go numb!

"Is he even human?"

Everyone was stunned. If it was said that they had approved of Ming Yu before, then now, after seeing Ming Yu stubbornly stand up from the ground, their hearts were filled with admiration!

He had even become a ghoul. The disdain in his eyes had already been completely swept away, and the look in his eyes had completely changed. He thought that he had killed countless people, and his temperament was brutal, but now he realized that he was only ruthless to others …

As for Ming Yu, he was ruthless to himself!

If such a person was born with such talent and this ruthlessness, how terrifying would it be when he truly matured?

As for Luo Ling, he had been standing there in a daze for a long time. It was only now that he realized that he had underestimated the youth in front of him the entire time.

He did not say much, but his actions completely shocked Luo Ling's heart!

Originally, Luo Ling's temperament was brutal and incomparably arrogant. However, Ming Yu's appearance caused the arrogance and arrogance in his heart to completely disappear. Even Luo Ling himself did not notice that a knot was already forming in his heart!

If he didn't kill Ming Yu, this knot in his heart would never be resolved.

At this moment, Ming Yu's heart was only supported by a wave of faith. He slowly walked forwards and finally took three steps forward, stepping onto the stage behind the stone bridge!

"Hua …"

Ming Yu felt his entire body lighten. The pressure from before had completely disappeared, and even gave him a feeling of being floating, but Ming Yu did not feel relaxed. His joints and knees were extremely sore, and he was getting closer and closer to the Skeleton Altar where the Netherworld Sword was.

Facing this kind of pressure, Ming Yu's mouth curved into a smile. He had already experienced a great storm before, and was only one step away from obtaining the Netherworld Sword, so how could he retreat?

Everyone on the stone bridge stared at Ming Yu, their hearts having this question: could Ming Yu pull out the Netherworld Sword and gain the approval of the Netherworld Sword?

Under the gaze of everyone present, Ming Yu walked to the Skeleton Altar, and the Yellow Springs Sword, which had caused everyone to go crazy, was quietly inserted into the dark green piercing light.

It was a snow-white sword without a sheath, the hilt was a simple black, it was engraved with a ferocious and magnificent skull pattern, the entire blade was silvery white, the sword was three feet long and two and a half fingers wide, on the incomparably sharp blade, there was actually an awe-inspiring dispersion of dark green!

An icy, baleful aura spread out, causing everyone to feel fear in their hearts!

Ming Yu stared fixedly at the sword. He felt that what he saw wasn't a sword, but a ghastly white skull. Those dark black eyes seemed to have two balls of ghostfire staring at him!

It was like a warning: whoever stepped forward, would end up dead!

However, Ming Yu had already opened the Eye of Death. The Netherworld Sword was like a god of death, while Ming Yu was like another god of death. Two powerful minds collided in the air, and Ming Yu, under this mental collision, walked step by step towards the skeleton altar.

Standing within the green belt of light, Ming Yu's entire body was dyed with a dark green color that symbolized death.

Feeling the strong death sword aura, Ming Yu stretched out his right hand and slowly grasped the Netherworld Sword in his hand, lifting it up.

"Ying!"

The instant Ming Yu held the Netherworld Sword in her right hand, a shrill wail like that of a baby came from the bottomless abyss of darkness around the stage, piercing into Ming Yu's ears.

This was the doppelganger of the ghost that was sealed by the three thousand sword energies of death, all of which were fighting against Ming Yu!

Once the Netherworld Sword was pulled out, the three thousand death swords would return to the Netherworld Sword!

At the same time, a violent aura of death rushed up to Mingyu's head. That feeling of death was as if a withered hand was grabbing his ankle, pulling him towards the Skeleton Altar.

What was being pulled was not Ming Yu's original body, but his soul!

Underneath the abyss was the Yellow Springs. Once a soul fell into it, it would completely fall!

"Hua!"

Feeling the strong impact, the black waters of the Deity's Lake in Ming Yu's mind began to surge wildly, continuously evaporating.

Every time a portion of the Deity's Lake's water disappeared, Yu Yu's spiritual power would be consumed by it. The water level of the Deity's Lake was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye. It had already decreased by half.

This represented Ming Yu's mental energy, his soul had already consumed half of it to defend against the death sword qi of the Netherworld Sword!

If he were to let go of the Netherworld Sword now, Ming Yu's mental state would be able to recover. However, if the situation continued like this, when the Deity's Lake's water ran out, Ming Yu would no longer have the ability to resist the Sword Qi of Death.

Once his soul and spirit were broken, he would die!

The water of the Black Deity's Lake was extremely cold, while the Sword Qi of Death was extremely cold. When the two types of extremely cold energies collided, an astonishing explosion occurred within Ming Yu's body, causing her soul to feel an intense pain. The waters of the Black Deity's Lake were about to be completely evaporated.

Ah!

The extremely cold Sword Qi of Death continuously flowed into Ming Yu's soul, causing him to let out an uncontrollable roar. However, his right hand was tightly holding onto the Netherworld Sword, not giving up at all.

Why are you the Death God, and I, cannot be your Death God!

A majestic will surged into Ming Yu's eyes. The black Deity's Lake water in his mind did not evaporate, and on the contrary, the height of the water surface was slowly rising!

This was the Death Sword Sword Qi that was being released from the Netherworld Sword being assimilated bit by bit by Ming Yu's will, turning into his own spirit.

This was a conquest, a war between the god of death and the god of death!

Ming Yu continued to increase the strength in her arm, and a tremendous force pulled the Netherworld Sword upwards! The tip of the Netherworld Sword that was inserted into the altar was constantly trembling, the green light surrounding the altar was getting stronger and stronger, and from the black abyss around them, the shrill cries of the Three Thousand Swords of Death could be heard as it tried its best to protect the Netherworld Sword.

However, the black waters of the Deity's Lake churned crazily in Ming Yu's mind. A vast will stretched out to the apex, and the waters of the black Deity's Lake once again filled up. His mental strength had become unrivalled.

At this moment, Ming Yu's eyes were filled with a dark green color!

"Rise!"

Ming Yu used all her strength to pull out the Netherworld Sword and raised it high into the sky. A terrifying dark green sword qi shot straight up like a green pillar of light, striking high into the sky!