Useless

As the elders attacked Chu Lu, the Heavenly Profound Sect Master broke through the wall of the Heavenly Profound Palace and fled.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master was no fool. He didn't believe that those dozens of elders could create an opportunity for him.

The Demon Slaying Mirror activated extremely quickly. A single moment of opening was enough for him to strike Luo Qingdie.

While the Immortal Trapping Absolute Domain Array's primary power was to trap others and prevent them from escaping the formation, it also had the ability to restrain enemies, rendering them immobile.

Although this ability was weaker, if fully activated, it could enhance the effect a hundredfold. At that point, even someone in the Mahayana Stage could be controlled for a brief moment.

However, full activation required a little preparation time and would also cause the formation to be temporarily paralyzed.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master arranged for those dozens of elders not for any other reason than to buy this small amount of preparation time.

Inside the Heavenly Profound Palace, those dozens of elders knew their mission clearly. Therefore, every single one of them did not hesitate to burn their life force to exchange for the ultimate power.

Their gazes towards Chu Lu were filled with hatred.

These were all cultivators from the previous generation, advanced in age and already in reclusive cultivation.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master had pulled them all out and concealed the fact that he had slandered and framed Luo Qingdie, only saying that Luo Qingdie had fallen into demonic ways, had killed the Inquiry Sword Sect, and was now coming to kill the Heavenly Profound Immortal Sect.

Therefore, they all hated Chu Lu to the bone.

"Purple Sea Golden Dragon Sword!"

"Northern Profound Netherwind!"

"Great Sun Heavenly Fire!"

First, three spells attacked from three directions.

Chu Lu swung his sword, cutting the dragon sword, severing the demonic wind, and extinguishing the heavenly fire, bisecting the three attackers.

But as soon as the three fell, the people behind them rushed forward again.

At the very back of this group were four people, standing in four positions, not advancing.

They were the four with the highest cultivation among them.

They watched their fellow disciples charge forward one after another, their eyes moist.

Even for a Tribulation Stage expert, no matter how profound their spell mastery, it took some preparation time to unleash their full power.

They were no exception. To activate their most skilled and powerful spells, they needed at least three breaths of time.

Those fellow disciples were using their own lives to buy them these precious three breaths of time.

Three breaths.

Two breaths.

One breath.

Time was up!

Golden light flashed in the eyes of the four simultaneously.

The cultivator to the south moved his hands, chanting incantations. In an instant, nine enormous fireballs appeared in the sky, like descending suns. The entire Heavenly Profound Palace melted into mud under this intense heat.

The cultivator to the north formed a hand seal, and an aura of extreme cold surged from his palm. Instantly, everyone present felt as if their bodies were frozen, their blood solidified, and their life force extinguished.

The cultivator to the west waved his hand gently, and the surrounding space rippled. Countless illusions appeared out of thin air, some were ferocious demons, some were beautiful fairies, and some were deceased loved ones.

The cultivator to the east took a deep breath and exhaled a gust of invisible spirit wind. This spirit wind, though seemingly gentle, could penetrate the soul.

The four shouted in unison.

"Nine Yang Sky Burning Art!"

"Mysterious Ice Earth Splitting Art!"

"Illusionary Heart Bewildering Art!"

"Spirit Wind Soul Breaking Method!"

Four incomparably powerful spells simultaneously enveloped Chu Lu and the cultivators around him.

In an instant, colorful auspicious light exploded, and immense spiritual energy collided chaotically, causing the surrounding space to distort slightly.

And at the center of the spells, the core where the spiritual energy conflict was most severe.

Chu Lu raised his sword and said, "Phoenix Arrives."

Swish!

In an instant, all spiritual energy was swiftly severed, then dissipated with a roar, like white smoke in the wind.

The four cultivators froze simultaneously, and a vertical bloodline appeared on each of their faces.

All were killed.

Chu Lu did not stop, flying out of the Heavenly Profound Palace. He saw the Heavenly Profound Sect Master not far away and immediately flew towards him.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master was horrified.

"How could he be so fast?!"

As he fled, he roared, his voice echoing throughout the entire Heavenly Profound Immortal Sect.

"Wang Mingren! Song Ruozhao! He Shigu! Where are you all? Get out here, all of you. Don't think you're safe just hiding. If I don't make it out of this alive, you'll all die with me!"

As soon as he said this, the elders who had been hiding in various mountain ranges reluctantly flew out.

They were all people who had previously discussed dealing with Chu Lu with the Heavenly Profound Sect Master. They thought their task was complete once they had set up the sword formation, and all they had to do was wait for good news from the Sect Master.

To their surprise, they ended up witnessing the Sect Master fleeing in disarray.

They didn't want to step forward to resist, as it would be no different from throwing their lives away. However, what the Sect Master said was also true. After much hesitation, they could only steel themselves and charge forward.

Yet, their speeds were all slower than the one before, as if they were all afraid of being the first to arrive.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Profound Sect Master gritted his teeth in anger and lunged at them. He grabbed the closest elder and threw him towards Chu Lu, shouting, "You, stop her!"

The elder cried out in alarm, finding himself propelled towards Chu Lu. Before he could even speak, Chu Lu cut him down with a single sword strike.

"And you! And you! And you!!" The Heavenly Profound Sect Master continued to throw elders one after another.

The remaining elders watched this scene with looks of sheer terror.

"Are you going to come forward yourselves, or do you want me to throw you?!" the Heavenly Profound Sect Master roared, his face contorted.

Hearing this, the elders looked at the Heavenly Profound Sect Master with a hint of resentment in their eyes. They gritted their teeth and charged towards Chu Lu.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master knew that these people now harbored resentment towards him, but he didn't care. As long as he could survive, as long as he could win, he would still be the great hero of the Heavenly Profound Immortal Sect, the great hero of the righteous path!

As one elder after another charged forward with trepidation, only to have their heads severed and fall, the preparation time for the formation was finally met.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master trembled with excitement. He looked at Chu Lu, who was unleashing his might before him, and thought fiercely, Finally, it's my turn!

"Luo Qingdie!" the Heavenly Profound Sect Master bellowed.

Chu Lu looked at him.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master pointed at Chu Lu with imposing grandeur, declaring, "Your death day has arrived!"

The moment his words fell, Chu Lu's entire body stiffened. The heavy burden he had been carrying suddenly intensified a hundredfold, rendering him immobile for a moment.

Seizing this opportunity, the Heavenly Profound Sect Master raised the Demon Slaying Mirror and shouted, "Mirror of my treasure, slay this demon!"

Mana poured into the mirror ceaselessly, and a beam of white light shot out from its surface.

The instant the light appeared, the cultivators present felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness, as if all the magic power and cultivation they had accumulated over the years had been stripped away, reducing them to mere mortals.

They watched as the white light surged forward like a mighty torrent, engulfing Chu Lu in an instant.

Chu Lu was unable to offer any resistance.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Profound Sect Master's lips slowly curved into a smile, followed by a wild laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

His laughter echoed throughout Golden Summit Peak.

"See? See!" he yelled at the surviving elders. "I won! I killed Luo Qingdie!"

"Hahahaha!"

The elders' expressions were varied. Even though Luo Qingdie was dead, the Sect Master's previous actions had chilled them to the bone, making it impossible for them to join in the celebration.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master naturally noticed the unusual emotions among the elders, but he didn't care. He even considered killing them all. After all, the Heavenly Profound Immortal Sect had already lost enough people; a few more elders wouldn't matter, and it would conveniently cover up his earlier loss of composure.

Thus, his gaze towards the elders turned sinister. "Strange, Luo Qingdie is dead, why aren't you happy?"

The elders shivered instantly. They sensed the Sect Master's killing intent and instinctively plastered stiff, fawning smiles on their faces, attempting to celebrate with him. But the next moment, their smiles vanished, replaced by looks of sheer terror as they stared ahead.

The Heavenly Profound Sect Master frowned and followed their gaze in confusion, only to be struck dumb.

Ahead, as the light from the Demon Slaying Mirror gradually receded, Chu Lu's figure slowly reappeared.

He was completely unharmed.