Martial Arts Point Allocation: Perfection in One Second
Chapter 438

The Ao Family's Destruction, Further Progress in the Dao of Lightning (Part 1)

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Li Qingyun, carrying a long sword on his back, walked in surrounded by people, like a star being worshipped by the moon.

His gaze swept over Dongfang Yueming, who was about to leave, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Oh, you're leaving already?"

"Looks like a good-for-nothing who gives up easily."

"Indeed, how could such a mortal comprehend the supreme techniques of my Holy Sword Sect?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators all echoed his sentiments.

"Senior Brother Li is right! This guy clearly doesn't have the luck!"

"I bet they'd faint after just one look! Hahaha!"

Li Qingyun enjoyed the praise from the crowd, a reserved smile on his face.

"To be honest, this ' Great Five Elements Extermination Sword Qi ' is profound and complex. Even I, after studying it for decades, have only just managed to cultivate one of its low-grade Dao techniques to the level of Entry!"

"Hiss--!"

The entire audience gasped!

"Entry?! My God! That's Daoist magic!"

"As expected of the Holy Sword Sect's prodigy! Terrifying indeed!"

Li Qingyun raised his chin slightly, his eyes looking down arrogantly.

However, Dongfang Yueming seemed not to hear him and continued walking.

"Stop!"

Li Qingyun was displeased that he was being ignored like this, and coldly retorted, "I'm speaking, are you deaf?!"

Dongfang Yueming paused, but did not turn around.

He only glanced at the panel.

[Immortal Points Balance: 6331]

[Low-grade Immortal Stone: 58965]

[Mid-grade Immortal Stone: 10]

[Recycle!]

[Ding! Immortal Points +59965!]

[Current Immortal Points: 66296!]

"Point Allocation!"

[Ding! 2850 Immortal Points consumed, three superior sword-type immortal techniques Perfection!]

[Ding! 1710 Immortal Points consumed, Nine Gates Mid-Grade Sword Immortal Technique Perfection!]

[Ding! 1026 Immortal Points consumed, all 27 low-grade sword-type immortal techniques Perfection!]

"Buzz--!"

In an instant!

An indescribable, terrifying sword intent erupted from his Sea of Consciousness!

The five elements cycle endlessly, creating a continuous cycle of life!

The Sharpness of metal, the Vitality of wood, the continuity of water, the explosiveness of fire, and the weight of earth!

Five distinct sword intents merged perfectly at this moment, transforming into a five-colored sword aura powerful enough to cleave the heavens!

[Mid-grade Daoist Technique - Great Five Elements Extermination Sword Qi (Perfection)!]

"Noisy."

Dongfang Yueming uttered two words softly.

Then, he casually waved his hand behind him.

"Laugh--!"

A thin, five-colored sword aura, barely visible as a wisp of smoke, instantly pierced through the Xukong!

Although it was only a wisp of power, it instantly froze the entire space of the Dao Comprehension Square!

Li Qingyun's smile froze completely. He felt a terrifying sword intent that made his soul tremble as it grazed past his scalp!

"Boom!"

The towering peak behind him, thousands of feet high, was neatly sliced off like tofu by this wisp of sword energy!

The cut is as smooth as a mirror!

The entire hall was deathly silent!

Everyone was like a duck with its neck choked, mouths agape, but unable to utter a sound!

Li Qingyun's legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground!

[What... what kind of sword energy is this?!]

[The Great Five Elements... Annihilation Sword Qi?!]

He learned it in an instant?!

He stared in horror at the figure that had long since disappeared into the crowd, his heart filled with endless fear and... lingering dread!

If that sword was aimed at him...

He's already dead!

By this time, Dongfang Yueming had already walked quite a distance.

His gaze fell upon the depths of Supreme Mystery Immortal City.

[Ao Family... Soaring Cloud Pavilion...]

My magic stone isn't so easy to get.

The Ao Family, the main hall for council discussions.

Although Li Qingyun was sent, Ao Zhentian's unease remained.

The Ao Family, the main hall for council discussions.

Although Li Qingyun was sent, Ao Zhentian's unease remained.

"Master, you are overthinking it."

The First Elder, Ao Tianfeng, took a sip of his immortal tea and said confidently, "Li Qingyun is an inner disciple of the Holy Sword Sect; there is absolutely no possibility of him making a mistake."

"Yes, Patriarch, besides, the Ao Family is not to be trifled with!"

Another elder chimed in, "The clan's protective formation has already been activated; not even a fly can get in! If that Dongfang Ri dares to come, he'll never leave alive!"

Ao Zhentian nodded, his expression softening slightly.

"That's true, but this boy's methods are strange; he can even kill True Immortal. We must be wary."

"Pass down the order: increase vigilance! Activate the ultimate killing formation immediately upon discovering any trace of this person!"

"Yes!"

Just then...

"BOOM--!!!"

A deafening roar, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting, suddenly exploded in the sky above the Ao Family land!

The entire hall was trembling violently, and countless specks of dust fell down!

"What happened?!"

Ao Zhentian was shocked and stood up abruptly!

"Report!"

A guard covered in blood stumbled in, his face filled with terror.

"Patriarch! The... the great formation... is broken!"

"What?!"

Ao Zhentian and the other elders were horrified!

The Ao Family's protective formation is a fourth-tier immortal formation capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Mystic Immortal expert!

How is that possible... it was broken in an instant?!

"Could it be... an old monster at the Late-Stage Mystic Immortal has come knocking on our door?!"

No one dared to delay and rushed out of the main hall.

In the Xukong, a figure in green robes stood with his hands behind his back, surrounded by five-colored sword energy and chaotic lightning, like a world-destroying god or demon who had walked out of ancient times!

The Dongfang Yueming!

Beneath his feet lay the once indestructible clan-protecting formation, now reduced to ruins!

"It's... it's you?!"

Ao Zhentian's pupils contracted sharply, and a monstrous wave surged in his heart!

"Where's Li Qingyun?! Didn't he come looking for you?!"

"He?"

Dongfang Yueming smiled faintly, his tone revealing a casual nonchalance.

"They're probably... still standing there in the square, lost in thought."

"Now, it's your turn."

"Arrogant!"

The First Elder, Ao Tianfeng, roared, "You killed my Ao Family's young master and destroyed my Ao Family's grand formation! Today, even Golden Immortal couldn't save you!"

"Elders, heed my command! Form the [Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect Formation]! Kill!"

"Kill!"

Dozens of elders at the True Immortal Realm roared in unison, simultaneously unleashing their natal flying swords!

"Clang clang clang--!"

Tens of thousands of sharp sword energies soared into the sky, converging in mid-air to form a terrifying giant sword tens of thousands of feet long, carrying the supreme power to annihilate everything, and slashing down towards Dongfang Yueming!

This strike is enough to instantly kill any True Immortal Perfection at the peak of cultivation!

Even those at the Early-Stage Mystic Immortal must temporarily avoid his sharp edge!

However.

Faced with this devastating attack, Dongfang Yueming simply... slowly raised his right hand.

Within his palm, a hazy vortex of gray energy suddenly erupted!

[Mid-grade Daoist Technique: Ancient Chaos Ten Thousand Lightning Scripture!]

"Chaos... Divine Thunder!"

"BOOM--!!!"

A jet-black pillar of chaotic lightning erupted from his palm and instantly collided with the colossal sword!

"Snap--!"

There's absolutely no suspense!

The giant sword, formed by the combined efforts of ten True Immortal, shattered instantly like tofu before the Chaos Divine Lightning!

Immediately afterwards, lightning swept across!

"Ah--!"

Screams of agony rose and fell!

Those ten True Immortal Elders were all reduced to ashes by this one strike!

One strike!

The True Immortal were wiped out!

The entire hall was deathly silent!

Ao Zhentian stared blankly at this scene, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt on the ground!

What... what kind of power is this?!

"Now..."

Dongfang Yueming looked at Ao Zhentian with icy eyes.

Who else?

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