A beam of light swept across heaven and earth, destroying sky and land and dimming an entire starfield.
"Crooked ways!"
"You've disgraced the honor of sword cultivators, Jiang Ding. You must die!"
Light-Thunder Heavenly Lord roared.
Driven by the Pure-Upper Thunderbolt Soul-Nurturing Sword Talisman, his mana and divine sense surged sixfold. All that boundless, terrifying power poured into his life-bound flying sword.
Whoosh!
The flying sword of destructive lightning shot from his hand. It became a streak of lightning, merged with the sky, and vanished completely.
Rumble!
The Immortal Sect's vast fleet of unmanned starships had already dispersed everything in the sky. The air was clear, and countless electromagnetic lines filled the heavens, giving the fleet control over all the battlefield's spiritual energy and order. Its opponent had been stifled, sealed off completely, and deprived of support from heaven and earth.
But when that streak of destructive lightning pierced the sky, everything changed again.
Thunder rolled. Around the point where the lightning had entered, countless bolts and dark clouds broke through the electromagnetic lines and reappeared. In an instant, they spread across ten thousand li. Lightning intertwined with the order of destruction, and even the terrifying aura of a Void Refining cultivator's heavenly tribulation emerged.
Rumble!!
"Roar!"
"Rooar!"
Like an ancient sound from when heaven and earth first opened, a lightning dragon emerged from the endlessly churning vortex. It had deerlike horns, a camel-like head, rabbitlike eyes, and long whiskers of lightning. Its terrifying, thunderous cry shook heaven and earth, reducing every lurking fiend and specter to ash in an instant.
Many cultivators shuddered involuntarily.
Deep within their souls, a scene seemed to surface from primordial times: their ancestors fighting beneath the heavens as Innate lightning dragons roared down, devouring tribes numbering in the hundreds of millions.
The bloodline ancestors