Star-Shattering Strike Slays Li Yan!

Li Yan's heart was filled with regret.

He did not regret making an enemy of the Shen family, but regretted not killing Ning Chuan sooner.

During the Spirit-Seizing Battle a few days earlier, Ning Chuan had only been at the second level of the Spirit Sea Realm, and had needed to reveal every trump card to defeat Li Zhenfei. Who could have imagined that, in just a few short days, he would already possess the strength to slay a Dao Foundation cultivator?

What kind of monstrous talent was this?

Li Yan could imagine all too well what fate awaited the Li Family after offending such a monster.

Especially after exchanging blows with Ning Chuan, he realized that even as a third-level Dao Foundation Realm cultivator wielding the immensely powerful Ancient Saber Art, he still struggled to gain the upper hand.

Instead, Ning Chuan's combat strength kept rising. Both the Great Wind Thunder Palm and the Ninefold Thunder Spear were fiercely sharp and domineering martial techniques. Combined with the Wandering Dragon Movement Technique, they made it difficult for Li Yan's attacks to land.

Anxiety began to creep into Li Yan's heart.

I can't drag this out any longer!

Who knows when reinforcements from the City Lord's Manor and the Treasure Pavilion will arrive?

"Ning Chuan, you forced my hand!"

A trace of blood-red killing intent appeared in Li Yan's eyes. He immediately took out a blood-colored spirit pill and swallowed it.

It was a Blood-Burning Spirit Pill!

Incredibly violent spiritual energy radiated from his entire body, and a faint red haze like blood spread around him. His aura began to surge, quickly rising by several tenths until his cultivation rivaled the fourth level of the Dao Foundation Realm.

Roar!

As though towering waves had erupted, a gigantic black whale appeared above Li Yan's head, filling his entire being with sky-high killing intent.

"Raging Waves Mad Whale! Die!"

Li Yan's eyes brimmed with savage killing intent. With a furious shout, the saber in his hand unleashed a blade of light several yards long, which instantly fused with the gigantic whale overhead. The berserk saber light crashed down toward Ning Chuan like a surging wave towering into the heavens.

This was the most powerful move in the Raging Waves Saber Art!

Li Yan had spared no cost, taking a Blood-Burning Spirit Pill and unleashing Raging Waves Mad Whale, all to kill Ning Chuan outright!

Facing Li Yan's berserk saber strike, Ning Chuan's gaze grew grave. Its power was terrifying, and even he felt an immense threat.

"Star-Shattering Secret Art! Ninefold Thunder Spear! Kill!"

Ning Chuan did not hesitate. Within his Dantian Spirit Sea, the four golden stars he had only recently condensed shattered in an instant, turning into a golden storm of spiritual energy that surged throughout his body.

Violent spiritual energy flooded Ning Chuan's meridians and Dantian Spirit Sea. His blood and vital energy surged, and his physical strength skyrocketed.

Five hundred thousand jin!

Six hundred thousand jin!

Seven hundred thousand jin!

Ning Chuan's physical strength shot straight up to eight hundred thousand jin. With his strength nearly doubled, he felt as though he could blast apart a mountain with a single punch or sever a mighty river with one palm strike. Explosive power filled his body.

Under Ning Chuan's control, the Purple Thunder Spear became like a purple lightning dragon, wreathed in wind and thunder as it surged forward to meet Li Yan.

Crack!

Saber light and spear radiance collided, and faintly, an ancient dragon's cry rang out.

Thunder roared. In an instant, the berserk spear radiance tore through the sky-filling saber light and pierced the enormous whale-shaped blade.

"What?!"

Li Yan was utterly horrified. The saber in his hand hummed and shook under the devastating attack, cracks spreading across its surface.

Crack!

A crisp sound rang out as his saber exploded into fragments. The Purple Thunder Spear swept through like a thunderbolt, piercing straight through Li Yan's arm before plunging viciously into his chest!

Splat!

Blood sprayed out, and the thick stench of it filled the air.

Everyone's eyes filled with utter horror and disbelief!

What had they just witnessed?

With a single spear strike, Ning Chuan had shattered Li Yan's berserk saber light, pierced his chest, and pinned him to the nearby mountainside!

The sight stunned everyone.

"Father!!!"

Li Zhenfei let out a piercing, furious howl. His eyes instantly reddened, and his cry shattered everyone's stunned silence.

At that moment, a startling light flared in Li Yan's eyes just as it was about to fade. Looking at Li Zhenfei, he mustered every last ounce of strength and struggled to force out a low cry.

"Quick... run!"

His eyes were filled with regret, unwillingness, and terror. At last, their light faded, and he breathed his last.

"Ning Chuan, I, Li Zhenfei, swear I'll grind your bones to dust and scatter your ashes! I'll leave you without even a place to be buried!"

Li Zhenfei's voice rang out, shrill and venomous. He fixed Ning Chuan with one last hateful stare, then fled madly out of the valley without looking back!

"Think you can escape?"

A cold sneer flashed in Ning Chuan's eyes. He abruptly pulled out the Purple Thunder Spear, and savage power erupted. Like a long purple rainbow, the spear streaked through the air in an instant, hurtling toward Li Zhenfei!

Eight hundred thousand jin of divine strength already rivaled a warrior at the peak of the Dao Foundation Realm. How could Li Zhenfei possibly withstand it?

"No!!!"

Li Zhenfei's eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness. He tried to dodge, but the Purple Thunder Spear pierced straight through his chest, blasted apart a towering ancient tree farther away, and finally embedded itself in a massive boulder, humming and trembling!

Impaled by the Purple Thunder Spear, Li Zhenfei's arms fell limply to his sides, and every trace of life left him!