Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

Xia Shu felt the strength and determination in Zi Yu's hand. She slowly loosened her hand with tears in her eyes: "Zi Yu, I believe in you. Go, for our future, for the future of mankind, go fight, go liberate."

Zi Yu nodded, and his figure gradually became blurred in Xia Shu's eyes. He flew into the sky, waving the Zhutian Sword in his hand, emitting rays of light, and each sword carried his determination and strength.

Finally, in a powerful attack, the barrier of the universe was broken, a white light flashed, and Zi Yu passed through the crack of the universe.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the battlefield of Crystal Mountain. The figure of the True Zen Saint King appeared in front of him, and the eyes of the two strong men met on the battlefield. A battle about faith and fate was about to begin.

Zi Yu tightly grasped the Zhutian Sword, and his voice echoed on the battlefield: "True Zen Saint King, your universe cannot bind me. Today, I will fight you for freedom and justice!"

The sigh of the True Zen Saint King was filled with a hint of helplessness and determination. He waved his hand gently, and a bracelet of prayer beads flew out from his palm. Each prayer bead contained his powerful divine power. "You are hopeless, Binding Spell!"

As the True Zen Saint King shouted, the rosary bracelet drew mysterious paths in the air and headed straight for Zi Yu.

Seeing this, Zi Yu was startled. He swung the Zhutian Sword, and the tip of the sword made a sound of breaking through the air, trying to cut off the rosary. However, when the Zhutian Sword touched the rosary, it was like hitting the hardest diamond, leaving no trace. The rosary seemed to have life at this moment. They quickly grew larger and wrapped around Zi Yu's body like a giant python, binding him tightly.

Zi Yu felt unprecedented pressure, and he mobilized the Qi in his body to try to break the bondage. But the rosary seemed to grow on his body, constantly tightening, making it difficult for him to move. He made up his mind, and used his mind to control the Qi sword, trying to cut the bondage chain.

However, the figure of the True Zen Saint King appeared in front of him like a ghost in an instant, and slapped out with one palm, carrying the tremendous force of the immortal world's divine power, knocking the Zhutian Sword away.

A complex expression appeared on the face of the True Zen Saint King. He chanted a wonderful spell. With the power of the spell, the rosary became harder, like the strongest shackles, binding Zi Yu tighter and tighter. "This is karma, human, have you repented?" The voice of the True Zen Saint King echoed in Zi Yu's ears, with a transcendent majesty.

There was a flash of anger in Zi Yu's eyes, and his voice was firm and powerful: "Repent for what?"

There was a hint of indifference in the voice of the True Zen Saint King: "Repent your ridiculous behavior of trying to fight against the gods and challenge the sky."

Zi Yu's mouth curled up into a cold smile, his voice full of indomitable spirit and resistance: "I don't need to repent for this."

The True Zen Saint King shook his head and sighed, "Alas, there is no cure. You will be bound by this rosary forever in the universe." His hands drew complex symbols in the air, releasing powerful divine power, intending to open up the universe and imprison Zi Yu forever.

However, Zi Yu did not give up, and an unyielding fire burned in his heart. "I can't lose, the fire of Qi Refining, burn!" Zi Yu's words were full of determination and resoluteness. As he spoke, countless fierce flames burned on his body. That was the fire of Qi Refining deep in his heart, and the embodiment of his unyielding will.

The flames burned fiercely on Zi Yu's body. They were like the purest light, illuminating the darkness and dispelling the restraints. The rosary began to melt gradually under the burning of the Qi-refining fire, and finally turned into ashes and dissipated in the air.

Seeing this, the True Zen Saint King showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He did not expect that Zi Yu could break his binding spell with his own Qi-refining fire. He knew that this battle had just begun, and Zi Yu, this human, had already demonstrated a strength that he had to take seriously.

Zi Yu stood on the battlefield, with scars on his body, but his eyes were full of victory. He knew that this battle would be the most important battle in his life. Only by defeating the True Zen Saint King could he prove his strength and win the hope of victory for the Shenyin Department.

This duel is not only a contest between two different power systems, the divine power of the immortal world and the Qi refining technique, but also a collision of beliefs and wills between Zi Yu and Zhen Chan.

As the binding beads turned to ashes, Zi Yu straightened his body, his eyes flashing with an unyielding light. He summoned the Zhutian Sword again, and the sword was instantly wrapped in the fire of killing gods. The fire was like a god from ancient times, burning everything and purifying everything. Zi Yu took a deep breath, concentrated all his energy and will into this sword, and then tried his best to fly the sword.

This sword contained all of Zi Yu's anger and strength. It cut through the air and pointed directly at the True Zen Saint King with an indomitable determination.

Although the True Zen Saint King reacted quickly, Zi Yu's sword was faster, more powerful, and more ruthless. It was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, brilliant and deadly. The True Zen Saint King barely raised his Arhat Golden Body to resist, but the edge of the Zhutian Sword was too sharp and hit his chest directly, leaving a deep wound. Blood flowed from the corner of the True Zen Saint King's mouth, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

Zi Yu looked at the True Zen Saint King coldly, and his voice echoed on the battlefield: "True Zen Saint King, you should not look down on humans. Humans also have self-esteem! If you can't learn to respect, then don't talk about the great truth."

Although the power of the immortal realm of the True Zen Saint King was extraordinary and could heal any wound, he found that his recovery speed was much slower when facing the Qi Refining Fire that burned his divine essence.

An unprecedented anger surged in his heart. Although the divine power of the Immortal Realm was constantly repairing his body, he felt the flame of anger burning in his heart and the pain was difficult to suppress.

Zi Yu looked at the Holy King Zhen Chan. He realized that the divine power in Zhen Chan, which was originally full of life and gentleness, began to gradually become cruel, violent, and full of the aura of destruction.

Saint King Zhen Chan covered his head with his hands, his expression painful. Something seemed to be awakening in his heart. It was the inner demon that he had been suppressing.

Just as Zi Yu was puzzled, the Holy King Zhen Chan was also quietly changing. His white robes with gold edges turned black with red edges, his skin turned dark red, his muscles became bulging, and his teeth became sharp.

The golden divine ring also changed from being filled with peaceful light to being filled with bloody darkness.

"Is this your hidden power?" Zi Yu looked at Zhen Chan in surprise.