The Prodigies War-Chapter 2343 Myriad Dao Emperor Scripture

Rumble!

The world was thrown into chaos. Mountains and rivers shattered and crumbled into dust.

Everywhere the two clashed, torrents of destructive great dao power surged like an apocalyptic storm, ravaging everything in their path.

Aside from a handful of Emperors, the rest had long been forced away by the shockwaves, unable to remain anywhere near the battlefield.

All eyes were filled with shock and dread.

The battleground had become a zone of devastation—mountains leveled, valleys caved in, the earth split into gaping ravines and everything reduced to ashes.

“In this duel, who will emerge victorious?”

Countless cultivators’ eyes were wide with shock, their minds gripped by terror. Even Emperors could not predict the outcome.

“Ling Xuanzi, is this all you’ve got?”

Lin Xun’s figure suddenly reappeared, blazing like a rising sun. The great abyss pulsed with boundless power and crashed down with unparalleled might.

A strike with immeasurable divine force!

“Little Junior Brother, the battle has just begun, don’t be impatient.” Wielding the three-foot sword, Ling Xuanzi remained composed, yet his aura grew increasingly frightening, disrupting the clouds and winds in all directions.

Rumble! Rumble!

They clashed again, like two sacred mountains colliding. Their every exchange sent the sky crumbling, the void rupturing, and the ground caving inward. There were all sorts of apocalyptic visions.

Dao sounds rolled across the nine heavens like divine thunder. Brilliant light engulfed the world, evoking an apocalyptic scene. The sun and moon seemed to be sinking and the great dao was crumbling into ruin...

One earth-shattering scene after another unfolded, making this unprecedented supreme Emperor battle even more terrifying.

If this battle happened in the outside world, all would have been reduced to nothing!

At first glance, Lin Xun seemed to be at a disadvantage with every one of his strikes intercepted, unable to break past Xuan Lingzi’s three-foot sword qi.

However, to a few Emperors watching closely, the truth was far from what it seemed.

“It seems...Venerable Dao Lord can no longer hold on...” someone muttered, their voice trembling and their expression shifting wildly.

Another sharp-eyed spectator also noticed something alarming. Each time Ling Xuanzi blocked Lin Xun’s attack, the world around him would quake violently, the space would collapse and force him to teleport away to stabilize himself.

This meant that although Lin Xun’s strikes were deflected, Ling Xuanzi wasn’t truly neutralizing them with his own power, but had also endured the impact.

This realization sent a shudder through the Emperors present.

“Kill!”

On the battlefield, Lin Xun let out a thunderous roar. His fist force surged forth, condensed like an eternal cauldron, carrying an indomitable might that could suppress all of existence.

Faintly, around the cauldron, visions of the world crumbling and all things being annihilated emerged.

Even an old antique at the eighth realm Emperor Stage would be struck with terror and despair at the sight!

Boom!

Ling Xuanzi’s three-foot sword qi could no longer withstand the force. It fractured inch by inch while Lin Xun’s terrifying fist force, seemingly indestructible, continued its descent upon him.

Expressionless, Ling Xuanzi executed thirty-nine supreme dao techniques in an instant. Each one could be regarded as an ultimate emperor scripture, imbued with the deepest mysteries of the Emperor Dao and unimaginable power.

However, no matter how Ling Xuanzi adapted and changed, Lin Xun’s fist force remained simple, unadorned and natural, yet its power was tyrannical and domineering, breaking through all obstacles in its path.

Before long, Ling Xuanzi was sent flying backward like a sword streaking across the sky for thousands of feet.

Everything in his path, void, mountains, and rivers, was obliterated.

Some spectators thought they had retreated far enough, but they still found themselves struck by the residual shockwaves. Blood spewed from their mouths and noses, limbs shattered, and some even perished on the spot!

“Not bad, really not bad at all. Little Junior Brother, when you achieved the Supreme Emperor Stage, I imagine you must have caused quite the commotion. Haha, you’ve truly opened my eyes.”

Ling Xuanzi straightened himself, a crazed smile spreading across his youthful and handsome face. Wiping the blood from the corner of his lips, he said, “Come, let’s fight to our heart’s content today. Life and death, the great dao, let’s cast it all aside for now!”

The moment he finished—Boom!

With a single step, he shot forward like a shooting star, slicing through space with the grace and swiftness of a divine sword. His aura surged, more powerful than ever.

“I already told you that I’ll make you understand what utter defeat truly means!”

Lin Xun’s fighting spirit burned fiercely. His qi, essence, and spirit surged like an erupting volcano, his cultivation pushed to its absolute peak.

Over the years, he had slain countless old monsters, yet never had he encountered an opponent at the same level who was truly worthy.

Now, Ling Xuanzi’s appearance reignited a long-lost desire for battle.

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In a flash, the two clashed once again. The battle was even more ferocious and more earth-shattering than before. It was as if two great rulers of the great dao were locked in a life and death battle, shattering heaven and earth in their clash.

“Run! Quickly!”

“This isn’t a battle between Emperors, it’s a war between gods.”

“Retreat now! Move!”

Across the distant lands, countless cultivators fled in terror, panic-stricken. Fear was etched across their faces, none daring to linger.

Only a handful reluctantly remained, but they knew they were gambling with their lives, as if they were dancing on the edge of a blade, so they were ready to flee at a moment’s notice.

“Fairy Meng, run! Quickly!”

Yan Juan was nearly in tears, his entire body trembling violently, his soul almost leaving his body. A battle between Emperors of that level was enough to scare a person to death

Ironically, those young talents who had always followed Meng Lianqing around had long since fled without a trace.

“I won’t leave.” Meng Lianqing’s delicate face had turned pale, and her slender figure was rigid. Clearly, she too was deeply shaken and overwhelmed.

However, as a dazzling figure at the Quasi-Emperor Stage and that she had already retreated far from the battlefield, she was able to withstand the terrifying force of the battle.

Why did she stay?

Even she didn’t know.

It was as if the knot in her heart all these years had compelled her to witness whether the person from back then could be defeated!

Or perhaps it was mere stubbornness.

Any past bitterness or unwillingness had already faded the moment she saw Lin Xun take action—soaring above the nine heavens, exuding the god-like aura of an Emperor.

“Then...I’ll stay too!” Yan Juan clenched his teeth, his expression filled with determination, as if he had prepared himself to face death.

Meng Lianqing merely glanced at him before turning her full attention back to the battle.

The two figures clashing in the sky were indeed like gods. They fought from the highest heavens to the depths of the earth, shifting and teleporting, leaving only ruin and destruction in their wake.

A closer look revealed that Ling Xuanzi’s power was steadily growing stronger, but under Lin Xun’s relentless assault, he was clearly struggling to hold on!

Rumble!

Blinding dao light erupted, illuminating the nine heavens.

Ling Xuanzi was struck by Lin Xun’s crushing punch and sent hurtling down from the void. The impact shook the land, sending a cloud of dust surging into the sky, while the earth rumbled violently beneath the force.

In the distance, countless spectators gasped sharply, their hands and feet turning ice-cold. Lin Xun’s unparalleled might had left them utterly speechless.

“Ling Xuanzi, show your true strength. If you keep holding back, you’ll definitely lose!”

Hovering in the void, Lin Xun radiated dazzling dao light, his divine aura shaking the heavens.

“Why not.”

A divine rainbow burst forth from the earth, revealing Ling Xuanzi’s figure. Though slightly disheveled, his expression remained calm, neither sorrowful nor joyful.

“Little Junior Brother, you may not know but after I ascended to the Supreme Emperor Stage, I created the Myriad Dao Emperor Scripture, a scripture designed to command all daos. During my countless years of suppression, I devoted myself wholly to refining it. Through thousands of painstaking deductions and revisions, I finally perfected this scripture. Now, let me show you what my dao truly is,” Ling Xuanzi spoke steadily.

An imposing aura surged from him, vast and transcendent, as if he stood above the heavens, ruling over all daos in existence. .

“Cage of Great Dao!”

Ling Xuanzi thrust out a palm, and countless rays of divine light cascaded down like a waterfall, converging into an immense cage that blotted out the sun and sky, radiating boundless might.

It was as if the very fabric of the great dao had materialized to form a prison, seeking to seal away the mortal world!

If what Ling Xuanzi had displayed before was the art of commanding all daos, then what he wielded now was a power that transcended all daos, like the sovereign of the heavens wielding the very essence of the ‘dao’ to kill!

“Good.”

Lin Xun’s black hair billowed in the wind as his palm and fingers formed a sword and slashed forward.

This strike appeared plain and unremarkable, devoid of any sword aura, but it seemed to have unified all daos, integrating them completely into this single strike.

Sword of Unification!

Lin Xun had spent years deducing and refining the five supreme sword scriptures to create a true Emperor Scripture of sword dao that belonged to himself.

As his sword descended, the heavens trembled, the earth crumbled, and all things withered.

The cage that seemed to be forged from millions of daos was shattered instantly, dissolving into a torrential rain of light scattering across the sky.

Ling Xuanzi was struck head-on, his figure blasted backward. His robes were torn, his long hair was disheveled, and blood seeped from the corners of his lips!

The sight left countless spectators pale with shock.

From the very start, Ling Xuanzi had been completely overpowered by Lin Xun.

They had battled from the earth to the sky and back again, yet time and time again, he was unable to withstand Lin Xun’s relentless assaults. Each clash saw him either blasted backward or sent crashing to the ground.

Even now, after unveiling his great dao emperor scripture, he was still defeated by a single sword strike!

To the watching Emperors, Ling Xuanzi’s strength had already reached an unimaginable level. Whether it was his spirit, body, or cultivation, he was unrivalled, like a sovereign ruler above all.

However, Lin Xun was even more terrifying.

From beginning to end, he had completely suppressed Ling Xuanzi. His dao was simple, direct, unadorned, and natural, yet it was absolute.

Especially the last sword strike, which was plain and unremarkable in appearance, yet it contained the power to obliterate all daos. Even the Emperors struggled to describe the sword strike in words.

To put it bluntly, the sword was like the dao itself, peerless and unstoppable!

Before that sword, all power paled into insignificance.

Once again, Ling Xuanzi was sent flying, blood trickling from the corner of his lips. It had been proven that his strength was far beneath Lin Xun’s!

It was inconceivable.

How powerful was Venerable Dao Lord Ling Xuanxi, who had once preached the profound mysteries of the great dao to the world, and who could command and control myriad daos?

Even though he had been imprisoned for countless years and had only just broken free today, he was still completely suppressed by his junior brother?

How terrifying was Lin Xun’s mastery of the Emperor Dao?

For the first time, even Ling Xuanzi was visibly shaken.

Immediately, a terrifying glint flickered in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on Lin Xun. The calm composure he had maintained throughout their duel finally wavered.

Only now did he realize that from the very beginning, he had gravely underestimated the foundation and strength of his little junior brother.

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