The Might of the Purple Lightning Hammer, Purging the Sect

Facing Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal's frenzied strike, which contained his lifetime of cultivation and boundless venomous hatred, Xuan Chuan's eyes showed not the slightest panic, only frozen killing intent.

He had long anticipated that, driven to the end of the road, this traitor would surely lash out like a cornered dog!

"Stubbornly unrepentant!"

His cold rebuke rang out like thunder exploding through the nine heavens!

Xuan Chuan did not even move his feet. He merely raised the Purple Lightning Hammer, which had long been poised to strike, and lightly thrust it toward the incoming ghostly glow.

BOOM-CRACK!!!

There were no flashy techniques, no elaborate transformations—only the purest, most explosive Destruction Divine Thunder, embodying the punishment of the Heavenly Dao!

The Purple Lightning Hammer seemed to transform into the heart of a lightning pool. Countless purple lightning serpents surged forth, instantly condensing into an incomparably dense purple pillar of lightning as thick as a water barrel!

Within this lightning pillar lay not only thunderous power capable of destroying all techniques, but also a trace of the Saint's law authority bestowed by Master Tongtian!

Before the supremely yang and unyielding Violet Firmament Divine Thunder, that filthy, rancid black mist shaped like a ghostly head was like snow beneath a blazing sun. Without even making a sound, it instantly vaporized and vanished without a trace!

The vicious short blade wreathed in ghostly light gave a crisp crack the moment it touched the lightning pillar. Its spiritual glow vanished, and it shattered inch by inch into scraps of ordinary iron!

"NO—!!!"

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal let out a despairing, unwilling howl. He felt as if he had crashed into an ancient divine mountain made of lightning!

All his mana, all his divine abilities, all his venomous resentment seemed laughable and utterly powerless before this absolute suppression of strength and rank!

BANG!!!

The lightning pillar struck Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal squarely in the chest!

The immortal radiance protecting his body shattered like paper. His Daoist robe turned to ash in an instant, and the stench of scorched flesh spread through the air.

His entire body flew backward like a kite with its string cut, even faster than when he had come.

He slammed viciously into the stone wall of Sinking Sword Abyss, embedding deeply within it as arcs of electricity danced across his body with crackling snaps.

He violently spat out several mouthfuls of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs. His aura weakened sharply, like a dying candle in the wind.

His Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivation, under that strike from the Purple Lightning Hammer containing Saintly laws—

collapsed with a thunderous crash like a punctured balloon. His Dao foundation was utterly destroyed, and his cultivation instantly fell to a state worse than that of an ordinary mortal!

Xuan Chuan flashed forward and arrived before the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, who lay limp as mud. Immortal power flowed around his fingertips.

It transformed into several sealing runes that struck into his limbs, bones, brow, and sea of consciousness, completely sealing all his movement and every fluctuation of his soul.

With one hand, he lifted Long-Eared Immortal like a dead dog, then shot into the sky and flew out of Sinking Sword Abyss, entering the sight of all the watching disciples.

At that moment, all was silent.

Every disciple, whether they supported Xuan Chuan or had previously remained neutral or even opposed him, was deeply shaken by the overwhelming, unstoppable scene before them.

Uncle Long-Eared, a Taiyi Golden Immortal, could not even withstand a single move from Eldest Senior Brother Xuan Chuan wielding the Purple Lightning Hammer?!

Was this the might of a Saint's treasure? Was this Eldest Senior Brother Xuan Chuan's strength?!

Xuan Chuan's gaze swept over the crowd like lightning. He tossed Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal at his feet as if discarding trash, and his cold, authoritative voice carried in all directions:

"Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, as one of the Seven Attendant Immortals, received our master's great favor, yet not only did he fail to repay it, he colluded with external enemies.

"He stole this sect's secrets, with irrefutable evidence, and even attempted to murder the chief disciple. His crimes are unforgivable!"

"By the sect leader's decree and this sect's rules, he is sentenced—his cultivation shall be abolished. Three days hence, he shall be publicly executed before the Immortal-Slaying Platform, his body and soul destroyed, to set the record straight and warn all others!"

"Uproar—!"

Though they had expected it, when the words "body and soul destroyed" left Xuan Chuan's mouth, they still caused a tremendous stir.

This was the harshest punishment, meaning that even one's true spirit would not remain, that one would be erased entirely from heaven and earth!

Xuan Chuan said no more. Lifting the sealed Long-Eared Immortal, he transformed into a streak of lightning and sped toward the Immortal-Slaying Platform on Golden Turtle Island—the place with the densest baleful aura, symbolizing Jiejiao's will to slaughter.

He intended to imprison Long-Eared Immortal beneath the platform and make him suffer the agony of ten thousand swords piercing his heart until the day of execution.

Among the crowd, Golden Light Immortal, one of the Seven Attendant Immortals, watched the direction in which Xuan Chuan had departed, then looked at Qiu Shou Immortal and Lingya Immortal beside him, whose faces were ashen,

their fists clenched tight. A trace of sorrow at a fellow's fate and a deeper indignation flashed through his eyes.

He secretly transmitted his voice to Qiu Shou Immortal and Lingya Immortal. "Two Daoist brothers, even if Long-Eared has erred, his crime does not warrant the destruction of body and soul, does it?

"Xuan Chuan's methods are far too ruthless! Today it is Long-Eared; tomorrow, it may not be you..."

A vicious glint flashed in Qiu Shou Immortal's eyes. He stared fixedly in the direction Xuan Chuan had vanished, letting out a cold snort from his nostrils as he suppressed his fury.

Lingya Immortal's expression was equally grim, his spiritual sense fluctuations carrying a trace of restless unease.

Seeing this, a dim gleam flickered in the depths of Golden Light Immortal's eyes as he continued his voice transmission:

"Three days from now... the Immortal-Slaying Platform... Are we truly going to stand by and watch Brother Long-Eared perish like this, allowing that brat Xuan Chuan to act so wantonly and suppress our Seven Attendant Immortals?"

Qiu Shou Immortal and Lingya Immortal exchanged a glance. Each saw the struggle in the other's eyes, along with a trace of savage fury that had been stirred awake.

Three days later, at the Immortal-Slaying Platform—would someone break into the execution ground?