Old Ancestor Youming finally changed expression. "You actually refined Tribulation Heavenly Thunder into sword intent?!"
"Afraid now?"
Qin Jiuxiao laughed loudly and strode forward. With his first step, the seven swords transformed into thunder dragons; with his second, thunder-patterned armor appeared around him; with his third, he had become a hundred-zhang-tall Thunder God Dharma Form!
"Thunder Prison Immortal-Slaying Sword!"
The seven thunder dragons merged into one, and a miniature Leijie vortex condensed at the tip of the sword.
The Nine Nether Mystic Ice Shield Old Ancestor Youming hastily conjured exploded into fragments the instant it touched the sword light. The thunder sword's momentum did not diminish; it pierced straight through his left shoulder!
"Impossible! You're a junior who just broke through. How could you possibly be my match?"
Old Ancestor Youming shrieked and retreated a thousand zhang, his black blood corroding the ground wherever it fell and leaving countless deep pits.
He glared savagely at Qin Jiuxiao. "You've forced me to use this move... You all deserve to die!"
Old Ancestor Youming suddenly took out nine ghastly white talismans.
A twisted ghost face appeared on each talisman. They were, unmistakably, crystallized resentments left behind by nine peak Nascent Soul Realm cultivators on the verge of death!
"Nine Nether God-Devouring Talismans?!"
Li Yunjing was shocked. "I never imagined his attainments in the Talisman Dao were so profound. He's actually a Talisman Dao Grandmaster!"
"I'm a Formation Dao Grandmaster, and you're a Talisman Dao Grandmaster!"
Qin Jiuxiao burst into laughter. His Thunder God Dharma Form advanced instead of retreating. "Good! Today, let's see who's stronger!"
He held out both hands, and the seven thunder swords reassembled in his palms, transforming into a giant hammer wrapped in purple-gold thunder patterns. "Let me show you the true Divine Firmament Thunder Art!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"