Thunder rumbled again and again.
Within the Northern Thunder Blessed Land, only two figures could be seen wielding swords. Dark and pale-silver sword radiance clashed between heaven and earth, accompanied by an endless succession of deeply muffled thunderclaps. The blessed land flashed bright, then dimmed, illuminating their faces.
"[Suzheng], Deng Zhuoxin."
Xu Xuan spoke the other man's Daoist name and true name, but the man before him still gave no response. He simply charged in to kill.
He remained in the state induced by his Thunder Oath.
As for what the oath had targeted, Xu Xuan did not know, nor did he understand why the man was attacking him.
Why?
Am I guilty?
The man's condition was exceedingly strange. Heavenly lightning enveloped him, rendering him immortal and indestructible, while his magical power and divine abilities rose without end. There was simply no way to kill him!
True Person Deng seemed to harbor a profound hatred. As he struck with his sword, he even cleaved apart the Supreme Truth Palace, destroying the Daoist Canon behind it in an instant.
Has he gone mad? Or-
Xu Xuan looked over, only to see the man's sword radiance avoid the revered statues of the three great ones. He seemed to have destroyed the Daoist Canon deliberately.
But he was too slow.
Xu Xuan's Golden Core-level divine sense had already memorized the entire Daoist Canon at the very first instant. Had an actual Purple Mansion cultivator come here, they likely could not have preserved it.
This True Person Deng... is exceptionally skilled at wielding a sword to cast techniques.
Xu Xuan did not draw upon his Golden Core power, deliberately testing his own Dao attainment against the man.
Calamities and tribulations, Thunder Arts, heavenly laws... their methods were exceedingly similar, yet every blow Deng Zhuoxin