Chapter 945 Rift Convergence
As the invisible figure of an hourglass covered the battlefield, the white-robed young man, the messy-haired man with the staff, and the scarlet-eyed woman all felt a subtle change in their surroundings, as if a thin, imperceptible veil had suddenly enveloped them.
Although this change was extremely faint, almost indiscernible, as experienced peak-stage Dao Kings, how could they not feel even the most minute shift around them?
However, before any of them could react, Shun Long's silhouette vanished from the spot he was standing on, appearing right next to the messy-haired young man, before he sent a fist flying at his chest.
The messy-haired man's heart felt cold as he tried to instinctively raise his bronze staff and block the sudden strike, but before he could even think of doing so, Shun Long's fist had already pierced through his chest, before coming out from the other side.
His movements had been so swift and sudden, that mere words were incapable of describing their dread.
A moment later, the messy-haired man dropped the staff from his hands, letting it fall on the ground with a thud, before his eyes turned dim and lifeless.
The long-haired man and the auburn-haired woman looked at the scene in front of them in shock, unable to make sense of what had just happened. They couldn't understand how the situation had changed so suddenly, to the point where one among them had died and they didn't even know how.
No, that was wrong! They knew exactly what had happened, even though their eyes had been unable to track their opponent's movements. After all, they could still see the faint droplets of blood dripping from Shun Long's fist right now as he looked at the messy-haired man's disappearing corpse.
However, this realization only served to amplify their shock! How could the opponent that was only evenly matched against them, suddenly explode with so much power speed? It didn't make any sense!
''No need to bother killing me. I can tell that I'm no match for you one-on-one anyway. However, since you also cultivate in the 'Dao of Space', I've got a piece of advice for you;
I don't know what type of power you just used in our fight, but you should focus on comprehending a single supreme Dao in your life, otherwise, you will never break past the Sovereign realm. Cultivating two supreme Daos is already madness, but three...? You will have no hope of breaking past the Dao Emperor realm in the future. Of course, whether you want to heed my words or not is up to you. You are free to consider them useless rambling if you don't want to.''
As the white-robed man finished speaking, he plunged the obsidian dagger deep in his chest, piercing his heart in a single strike. In the next moment, a fountain of blood spurt from his chest before his motionless body toppled on the ground, any signs of life fading from his eyes before his body turned completely still.
In the next moment, his corpse began to dissolve into motes of immortal qi that dispersed in the air, as a thick, purple-colored booklet began to materialize in its place, a pale silver light coming from its weathered cover.
And yet, Shun Long didn't pay the slightest bit of attention to the purple-colored book, his mind focused on the white-robed man's final words
Indeed, Shun Long knew that breaking through to become a Sovereign realm expert would be extremely hard for him, mostly because he wasn't planning to abandon either his 'Dao of Space', or his 'Dao of Heavenly Tribulation'. However, regardless of how hard it was going to be, he wasn't planning on giving up unless it was truly impossible.
Of course, it was also a fact that Shun Long had never heard of anyone before breaking through to become a Sovereign realm expert with three supreme Daos, even throughout the vastness of the 'Immortal Dimension'. But geniuses who had done so with two supreme Daos, albeit extremely rare, still existed.
A moment later, Shun Long put that matter to the back of his mind and focused on the purple-colored booklet the long-haired man had left behind after his death.
On its hoary, timeworn cover, a pair of lusterless words were written with washed-out black ink, that had almost fully faded by now. However, despite its condition, Shun Long could still read the words on the ancient tome's surface.
''Immortal-grade cultivation technique: Rift Convergence.''