Chapter 89: The Creation of the Causal Knife

  Shocking, too shocking!

  Before us lies a majestic mountain range, billions of feet high and stretching for billions of miles, as if it were the very foundation of heaven and earth. The air is filled with an aura of grandeur, awe-inspiring and humbling all who lay eyes on it, evoking reverence and fear in the hearts of countless living beings.

  This is the largest mountain range Yang Le has ever seen, it's a natural wonder of heaven and earth, towering and unshakeable.

  "You've finally arrived!" A thick voice rolled in, echoing through this land.

  Just as he was coming back to his senses from the shock, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly rang out in his ears, Yang Le couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. In his keen combat instincts, he had not detected any signs of surveillance or presence from the opponent, which made Yang Le very uneasy.

  Immediately took over this land, carefully searched for the voyeur among them, but to no avail, and my mood became even heavier.

  "I don't know which senior is arriving, please show yourself!"

  "Haven't you seen me before?!" The thick voice still spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

  A flash of spiritual light passed by, and Yang Le couldn't help but exclaim, "You are..."

  "Not bad, the majestic mountain in front of us is my true body." Suddenly a yellow light shot out from the majestic mountain and floated in mid-air, revealing a robust and rough-looking man with a thick beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and thick lips, exuding an aura of grandeur.

  Yang Le took one look at the burly man in front of him and immediately confirmed that this was a quasi-Saint, a super giant demon transformed from the vast mountains.

  "You should know that this is the Boundary Mountain, and what's the reason for finding you!" The rough big man stared at Yang Le's eyes with a gaze like electricity, as if he wanted to see through him.

  The rough and majestic Han was also filled with doubts at this time. The existence in front of him, who dared to kill the demon lord in the Boundary Mountain, relied on his intuition accumulated over the years. This young man's age was very young, and he vaguely sensed that there was no vast and sacred divine power or corrosive and evil magic power in his body, but rather a kind of energy that emitted a carefree and leisurely atmosphere, which was greatly different from the major cultivation systems of the Hongyuan.

  "It's just killing a sinful and evil person," Yang Le replied, unwilling to show weakness.

  "Hmph," the rough and burly man coldly snorted, saying: "Even if he's guilty of a heinous crime, he's still our Jiebi Mountain's Yaozun. Killing him would be a loss of face for us Jiebi Mountain. Although I also don't approve of his actions."

  "Alright, your actions have earned my admiration. However, you did damage the reputation of our tribe's sacred land, Boundary Marker Mountain. If you can withstand a few more moves from me without dying, I'll make you an honored guest of Boundary Marker Mountain and this matter will be settled."

  Yang Le knew that the powerful and mysterious mountain demon in front of him was strong, but also reasonable, so he could try to test his own strength while also making friends with the powerful force of Jiebi Mountain.

  "Good!"

  As soon as Yang Le's voice fell, a majestic and awe-inspiring aura descended upon the land, causing the wind to pause and the grass to stand still, everything losing its color.

  The entire space seemed to solidify, trapping Yang Le's body, as the burly man shot forth with a loud crash, his fist wrapped in a yellowish aura that tore through the air, creating rifts in space that hurtled towards Yang Le's chest.

  Yang Le's fists clenched, let out a loud roar, and with a "hong" sound, as if he had broken free from some kind of shackles, also punched out with one fist.

  "A loud boom", a deafening roar echoed throughout the sky, some rocks were shaken and rolled down from the steep cliffs of the high mountains.

  Yang Le and the rough big man touched and separated, flying back quickly, his right hand trembling with severe pain, apparently the rough big man's body was even harder.

  "Good," the rough and burly man rubbed his right hand, then suddenly struck out like lightning.

  Yang Le charged forward, gritting his teeth. Boom! Boom! Two rays of light collided and separated repeatedly under the vast sky, emitting wave after wave of destructive ripples that reduced the sheer cliffs to dust and rubble, sending debris flying everywhere.

  Boom boom boom, the brutal collision made even a body comparable to the Post-Heaven Spirit Treasure feel cracked and fractured everywhere, in agony.

  Unexpectedly, this vast and mysterious mountain demon has already slightly surpassed Yang Le in terms of strength even before revealing its true form. It seems that even if Yang Le were to reveal his true form as the Pangu Great Witch, he would still be no match for the demon's true form, which is indeed the pinnacle of acquired power.

  He growled, once again separated, the rough and wild Han's eyes flashed with a hint of excitement, apparently this kind of close combat was quite to his liking.

  "Kid, I admire you. If you can withstand this next move, the grudge between you and our Ji Bei Mountain will be settled once and for all, and from then on, we'll treat you as an honored guest."

  A loud rumble, an eternal and ancient cosmic law, under the inexplicable guidance, like a rolling torrent, pressed down heavily like a mountain.

  Not yet descended, except for the vast mountains lying horizontally on the ground, the rest of the mountain peaks collapsed under tremendous pressure.

  Seeing the mighty power of the Earth Law being mobilized and striking down, Yang Le knew he had to bring out his ultimate skills to counterattack, otherwise he would never know how to die.

  A streak of dark light flashed, transforming into a hundred million feet of black giant blades, an unmatched destructive aura rushed straight to the sky, carrying an unstoppable will towards that torrential law.

  A colossal black blade and a torrent of laws that exuded an overwhelming aura of supremacy clashed fiercely, BOOM! The sky and earth lost their color, the heavens shook and the earth trembled. Countless cracks spread across the land like a network of millions of paths. A massive black hole took shape, ceaselessly devouring the surrounding heaven and earth's primordial energy and all objects.

  The law was defeated, the creation knife wailed a sound, and its color became much duller. Suddenly it returned to Yang Le's brow.

  Yang Le's face turned pale in an instant, after all, the Huahua knife was his own Yuan Shen. Although its attack power was strong, if it were to be damaged, Yang Le himself would suffer a severe blow as well, which was also a double-edged sword.

  The majestic Han displayed the extraordinary and powerful combat strength of the Causal Knife after Yang Le's exhibition, and couldn't help but glance at him sideways. Originally thinking that even if this young man's physique was unexpectedly strong, he would still be severely injured or even fall under the attack of the Law Flood, it was unexpected that he had such combat strength, and fighting against him wouldn't gain an upper hand either, it could almost rival a lower-ranking Quasi-Saint.

  In a certain island in the East Sea of the Primordial Chaos, where the innate spiritual energy was abundant and boundless, countless magnificent palaces were scattered about, with numerous heavenly palaces of the acquired spiritual treasure level standing tall among them. In one of the top-grade acquired spiritual treasure-level palaces, a middle-aged man with purple hair exuded an aura of dominance, a will to reign supreme, and a determination to conquer and slaughter.

  After Yang Le's Causal Knife appeared, a purple-haired middle-aged man with an overbearing aura sensed the destructive intent of the knife and responded with his own overbearing knife intent, which burst forth and shot straight into the sky, seeking to clash with it.

  "As expected, you're indeed powerful. No wonder the perverted snake demon, Wang, was defeated by your hands. I, Qi Huang Sheng Yao, will take over as the second ruler of Jie Bi Shan from now on." The rough and burly man indeed kept his word and took over that matter.

  "Donghai Xianyao Dao Xianyao Wuzun!"