Immortals Step into Heaven

Su Meng faced this overwhelming force like a raging tide, showing no sign of retreat. With a soft cry, his spiritual energy surged, and the light from his top-grade magical sword shone brightly. He unexpectedly increased his speed to the limit, transforming into a shadow that darted past the edge of the surging force.

Tang Shishan frowned slightly, having clearly not expected Su Meng to possess such exquisite agility. However, he reacted extremely quickly, swinging his axe violently, redirecting the force. The forward thrust instantly transformed into a circular storm of mana, sweeping towards Su Meng. Axe blades shimmered within the storm, as if countless sharp blades were hidden within.

Su Meng's eyes flashed, and he stomped his feet heavily on the ring, leaping high into the air. Simultaneously, he swung his sword continuously, sending streams of sword light raining down on Tang Shisan below. Each ray of sword light, imbued with powerful mana, collided and countered the axe blades in the storm. For a moment, the ring was ablaze with light and filled with a constant roar.

Tang Shishan's expression became more and more solemn as he faced Su Meng's overwhelming sword attack. He knew that he could not slack off at this moment. He stomped his feet on the ground, and a powerful force surged from the bottom of his feet, shattering the small piece of the arena under his feet. He shouted loudly, and the axe in his hand chopped out six axe lights.

These six axe lights were like six dragons emerging from the sea, whistling towards Su Meng's sword light. Each axe light contained Tang Shishan's powerful magic power. They cut through the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and collided head-on with Su Meng's sword light.

Suddenly, light exploded, like a giant fireball exploding on the ring. The powerful impact squeezed the surrounding air, forming visible ripples. Su Meng and Tang Shishan were both thrown back by the recoil. Su Meng forced himself to steady himself, but he still felt his blood boiling. Tang Shishan stumbled after landing, his palms numb.

Su Meng's brow furrowed, knowing he couldn't give Tang Shishan a chance to breathe. He suppressed the surging blood and qi within him, pushed his feet against the ground with all his might, and like an arrow from a bow, he charged towards Tang Shishan again. The supremely powerful magical sword in his hand hummed, its blade radiating brightly, as if responding to its master's fighting spirit. Dozens of tiny, incomparably sharp sword beams emanated from the tip, sweeping towards Tang Shishan.

Seeing this, Tang Shishan's eyes flashed with determination. He took a deep breath, quickly regulating his internal energy to relieve the numbness in his palm. He gripped the axe tightly with both hands. Mysterious runes appeared on the axe, and as the light shone, the axe seemed to become one with him. He shouted loudly, facing Su Meng's sword flash, and swung out several axe lights again. These axe lights intertwined and collided with a loud bang.

This time, the light was even more dazzling than before, as if countless stars were exploding simultaneously on the ring. Intense energy waves spread wildly in all directions like a raging tsunami, and the protective barrier surrounding the ring was impacted, rippling and threatening to shatter in the next second.

Su Meng and Tang Shishan were both sent flying backward by this immense force. Su Meng spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, his face turning pale as paper, but his eyes remained firm, filled with fighting spirit. He held the sword tightly in his hand, the light from the blade dimming slightly, but still flickered tenaciously.

Tang Shishan wasn't much better off. He fell heavily to the edge of the ring, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, his arms trembling slightly from the immense recoil. But he quickly struggled to his feet, legs apart, steadying himself, using his axe to support himself, his eyes fixed on Su Meng, ready for the next round of attack.

Su Meng's hands rapidly changed and formed hand seals. Under the infusion of mana, the top-grade magic sword in his hand shone brightly, and the blade grew rapidly in size, transforming into a giant sword in the blink of an eye. The giant sword was surrounded by strands of mana, like a tangible light belt.

Su Meng shouted loudly, driving the giant sword towards Tang Shishan fiercely. The giant sword cut through the air with a roar like thunder. Wherever it passed, the air was torn apart, forming a series of visible air vortexes that crushed towards Tang Shishan.

Tang Shishan felt this unprecedented pressure. He gripped the axe tightly, his feet firmly rooted to the ring. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead, a stronger fighting spirit ignited, ready to use his strength and skills to resist Su Meng's almost crazy attack.

Tang Shishan used his secret technique and fiercely chopped out seven axe lights.

Seven axe lights flashed like a rainbow piercing the sun, carrying a dazzling light and fierce momentum, heading towards the crushing giant sword. Wherever the axe lights passed, the space seemed to tremble slightly. Each axe light contained Tang Shishan's powerful force. The seven axe lights chopped down in succession, each axe more powerful than the last.

Seven axe beams flashed like a rainbow piercing the sun, carrying a dazzling light and fierce momentum as they rushed towards the crushing giant sword. Wherever the axe beams passed, the space seemed to tremble slightly. Each axe beam contained Tang Shishan's powerful force. The seven axe beams struck one after another, each one more powerful than the last.

The light of the first axe was like the light of dawn, tearing apart the magical light band around the giant sword, causing the seemingly invincible giant sword to tremble slightly and emit a buzzing whine.

The second axe followed, its force causing visible ripples in the air, like a boulder striking a tranquil lake. The axe struck the giant sword fiercely, slowing its downward momentum and leaving a tiny crack on the blade.

The third axe roared in, its light gleaming like the roar of an ancient beast. It struck the greatsword, and a crack spread rapidly. The powerful impact caused Su Meng's face to change, and he was forced to increase his mana output to maintain the greatsword's shape.

The fourth axe struck with such force that it seemed as if it would split the giant sword in two. With a loud bang, the cracks on the giant sword widened further, and the magic light flickered. Su Meng felt his arms go numb, his knuckles cracked, and blood oozed out.

The fifth axe was so powerful that the surrounding air was compressed into substance. When it hit the giant sword, the originally huge sword body was slightly twisted. Su Meng was pushed back repeatedly by the recoil force, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

The sixth axe embodied Tang Shishan's unwavering determination for victory and his ultimate mastery of power. The moment it made contact with the greatsword, it unleashed a tremendous force, shrouding the entire arena in a powerful light. The greatsword nearly crumbled under the blow, and Su Meng was sent flying by the immense force, landing heavily outside the arena, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.