Qiankun Dao Heir, True Lord Qiyuan

"Qiyu, how dare you!!!"

The thunderous shout seemed to pierce gold and shatter stone, carrying across millions of miles. A torrent of red-gold light followed in its wake!

A shrill whistle tore through the air. Layers of cloud exploded, and in a flash of gold, a Golden Striker appeared before True Lord Qiyu.

The Golden Striker flew faster than wind and thunder. Branded with patterns of Geng Metal and blazing sun, and etched with traces of Heavenly Star and Liuhua, it was like the golden sun breaking dawn, like a comet striking the moon. It tore through layer after layer of sky with terrifying force.

In an instant, it smashed one of the Formations formed by the hundred thousand Daoist Soldiers Qiyu had brought to besiege the Lanshan Sect.

The ten-thousand-zhang blood-red thunder form burst into scattered lightning. Every spell and Divine Ability collapsed, and thirty thousand Daoist Soldiers exploded into a mist of blood before they could even scream. Not a severed limb or scrap of flesh remained.

After shattering the Formation, the Golden Striker flew on without slowing, streaking like a rainbow through the sun straight toward Qiyu's face.

Watching it tear through wind and thunder and break the void as it hurtled toward him, even Qiyu, with his mid-stage Void Refinement cultivation, froze. It was as though the Golden Striker had suppressed his soul and sealed his power. All he could do was watch its unstoppable might bear down on him.

This was a treasure Lanchuan had borrowed from True Lord Qiyuan. Its Geng Metal traces lent it hardness, its blazing-sun patterns tempered its strength, Heavenly Star gave it weight, and Liuhua gathered its momentum. Once unleashed, it carried Geng Metal winds and blazing-sun flames, descended with the force of a falling star, and wielded heavenly brilliance