Ancestral Craft

"With heavenly prides like you lot to keep me company in death, my trip to the mortal world will have been worthwhile!!"

The Upper Realm Immortal laughed maniacally, his face twisted, as he charged toward Qin Feng with the might to destroy heaven and earth.

The immortal pill he had swallowed moments ago could multiply his combat strength dozens of times, but it came with severe side effects. Even if he managed to kill Qin Feng and the others, he probably wouldn't survive himself.

Rather than die at their hands later, he might as well drag them down with him!

"Where the Dao is, I am; where I am, the Dao is!!"

The Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples wore solemn expressions, all prepared to sacrifice themselves and become one with the Dao.

"The qi of the heavens and myriad realms surges; our Dao shall flourish day by day!!"

Qin Feng stood before the Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples. Borrowing the heavenly might they had summoned, he cried out, his voice carrying to the clouds, "The Daoist sect's new Celestial Master leads the Three Thousand Dao Sect disciples in calling upon the Upper Realm Immortal to meet his death!!"

Rumble!!

The sky suddenly darkened. Dense clouds pressed down, as though the heavens had granted Qin Feng's request. Lightning thick as a net rained down, quickly pouring into Qin Feng's Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

In an instant—

Lightning blazed into the sky, deafening everyone.

The Heavenly Thunder Talisman became a roaring thunder dragon and charged at the Upper Realm Immortal. Everything in its path crumbled to ash, while the void shook violently, as if it could collapse at any moment.

"All of you, die for this immortal!!"

The Upper Realm Immortal's eyes were wild with madness, as though he and the immortal sword