The Holy City faced an unprecedented catastrophe.
And as the one who had brought about this catastrophe, Chu Kuangren felt no mercy whatsoever. He had destroyed an entire civilization before.
Let alone a Daoist tradition.
He formed a sword gesture.
An enormous purple lotus rose from the ground and slowly bloomed. Sword qi filled the sky as it burst from the flower bud, sweeping in every direction.
Wherever it passed, the earth shifted and mountains moved, the heavens collapsed and the ground split!
Not a single cultivator could withstand it.
Watching from the side, the Sword Crown could not help marveling inwardly. The young master's Thousand Lotus Sword Intent has already surpassed mine by who knows how much.
"Chu Kuangren, cease your insolence!!"
An Immortal shot into the sky from the Holy City, his eyes bloodshot and nearly splitting. He almost merged with the blood-red spear in his hands, becoming a streak of blood-colored spear light that swept toward Chu Kuangren with an aura that could pulverize everything.
This was a life-sacrificing move!
A move meant to take them both down!
Even a ninth-grade Immortal would suffer grievous injuries against such a move.
But Chu Kuangren remained unmoved. "If the Spear Crown performed this move before me, perhaps it would be of some use."
"Unfortunately, you're far too weak."
He formed a sword gesture, and sword light gushed from his fingertips.
That streak of sword qi tore through the void.
The blood-colored spear light collapsed in the blink of an eye, and the spear-wielding Immortal exploded into a mist of blood with a boom!
Countless cultivators in the Holy City looked at Chu Kuangren with fear, anger, and other emotions in their eyes. Some knelt and begged for mercy, some stood rooted in despair, and others hurled curses and rose