The Great Genetic Era

Chapter 2129: Sword to Kill the Dharmakaya (1)



Xu Tui only had a bitter smile on his face when he saw the blazing light rising from the defense fortress of the cosmic tunnel. He then flew in the direction of the blazing light and dust. As long as there was still a glimmer of hope, he could not give up.

The finger of the Holy Ancestor would definitely be able to blast the cosmic tunnel node's defense fortress into ruins. However, could the cosmic tunnel node be destroyed?

It was hard to say.

Xu Tui did not have any reference in this area. All he could do now was not give up on the last bit of hope. Perhaps the cosmic tunnel node on Planet White Sand had not been destroyed?

In that case, Xu Tui still had a chance of escaping. It was because Xu Tui was currently facing the pursuit of the Holy Ancestor. The only way he could think of escaping was to rush into the cosmic tunnel.

There was no other way.

Xu Tui would not give up unless he was sure that the node of the cosmic tunnel had been destroyed.

Xu Tui gave his final instructions as he teleported. That was because the possibility of the cosmic tunnel node not being destroyed by the Holy Ancestor's finger was very small.

Xu Tui just did not give up. He did not give up on the last bit of hope. At that moment, death might only be a few seconds away from him. He was about to face death! Strangely, Xu Tui felt an indescribable calm in his heart. The first thought that appeared in his mind was that he was worth it.

It was enough!

He could not say that he had lived this life, but ever since he left the Blue Star in 2139 and entered the Moon to participate in the battle, he had killed tens of thousands of Muyas, the Spiritual Race, and the Great Xi Clan.

Millions of alien species had indirectly died because of him. There were at least 800 Planetary realm experts that Xu Tui had personally killed. He had personally killed more than 30 Nine Satellites.

These battle results were enough for Xu Tui to be proud of.

Xu Tui had earned a lot by killing one and two. However, that was not what Xu Tui was most proud of. Instead, it was his nurturing of eight Nine Satellites and more than 30 Eight Satellites for the Blue Star when they went on several expeditions to the Spiritual Race's Star Field.

With this force as the foundation, the Blue Star still had a chance in the future war against the invasion.

Xu Tui had a clear conscience towards the Blue Star and Huaxia.

The only ones whom he felt guilty about were An Xiaoxue and his parents. He did not give An Xiaoxue a wedding. He did not show his filial piety in front of the two elders and did not let them carry a grandson.

Xu Tui suddenly understood the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety. The moment countless thoughts flew into his mind, he had already teleported to the defense fortress of the cosmic tunnel node on Planet White Sand.

The Defense Fortress could no longer be described as ruins. It disappeared. The entire defense fortress had completely disappeared. Only a huge pit and countless magma were left on the ground where the defense fortress was.

His mental perception surged out like a tidal wave. He did not find the aura of a living person, including any mental bodies. The thousands of Spiritual Race members in this defensive fortress, including the garrison, had all been killed by the Holy Ancestor they kowtowed to every day.

It had to be said that this was a little ironic.

In the next moment, Xu Tui sighed. It was gone. He could not sense the cosmic tunnel node on Planet White Sand. There was only chaos at its original location. It should have been destroyed. The last chance he could think of to escape was gone.

The Holy Ancestor pointed again. Xu Tui already had experience. He activated the Time Deceleration Force Field and teleported away the moment he came into contact with it.

But Xu Tui's expression suddenly became extremely crazy. This time, Xu Tui did not escape. Instead, he teleported in the direction of the Holy Ancestor.

In just a few seconds, the emotionless Eye of the Sacred Spiritual in space had already transformed into a blurry human figure. With a majestic aura, it rushed into Planet White Sand from outer space.

The moment that majestic aura rushed into Planet White Sand without hiding anything, everyone on Planet White Sand, including the surviving Nine Satellites Planetary realm experts, knelt on the spot in fear.

Hundreds of millions of ordinary people of the Spiritual Race suffered an indescribable spiritual pressure and prostrated themselves on the ground. There were even ordinary people who were closer to the Holy Ancestor of the Spiritual Race who exploded into clouds of blood mist under this terrifying spiritual pressure.

In an instant, tens of thousands of Spiritual Race members died tragically on the spot.

Xu Tui chuckled. Instead, he charged toward the Holy Ancestor Chuling, who was either his main body or his conjured physique. Since he was destined to die, he might as well die crazily. Moreover, in Xu Tui's beliefs or concepts, the Holy Ancestor of the Spiritual Race was not invincible.

Xu Tui, who had reached his current cultivation level, had a different understanding.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Holy Ancestor of the Spiritual Race was a god, a saint, and invincible. Yet in the eyes of ordinary people, Xu Tui was also immortal. From Xu Tui's perspective, the Holy Ancestor of the Spiritual Race was just a cultivator stronger than them. Since he was a cultivator, he was not invincible or immortal. It was also a life.

Although the difference in strength between Xu Tui and him was huge, Xu Tui might be able to leave a memento for him. He might have to give the Holy Ancestor of the Spiritual Race a

huge surprise.

A small golden sword had already begun to condense behind Xu Tui's head. In the blink of an eye, 60% of his mind power had been injected.