The Heavenly Sword Sect Attacks, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Void
"To the Central Continent Divine Land!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Meiniang and the other two women's eyes blazed with unprecedented fervor and anticipation. In the past, with their cultivation levels, they would have been nothing more than a drop of water in the ocean in the Central Continent. But now, with their god-like husband by their side, what did the Central Continent matter?
Just as the three women were immersed in endless daydreams about the future.
"Boom--!"
Suddenly, a deafening clap of thunder echoed from the horizon!
Immediately afterwards, the once cloudless sky seemed to be torn apart by some extremely terrifying force! A breathtaking, earth-shattering sword intent swept in from the horizon like a tsunami!
Before the three women's horrified eyes, they saw in the distance that the sky was covered with countless sword lights, like locusts swarming across the land!
On each sword light stood a sword cultivator from the Heavenly Sword Sect, exuding murderous intent. Tens of thousands of sword cultivators formed an extremely massive, peerless sword formation, radiating an overwhelming pressure that could annihilate everything, and were advancing majestically towards the Rushing Thunder Sect!
At the very front of those tens of thousands of sword cultivators, four colossal swords, each a hundred feet long and radiating blinding light, stood side by side in mid-air like four moving sword mountains!
Standing atop the giant sword were four terrifying figures radiating overwhelming Nascent Soul power. They were none other than Jian Potian, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect Jian Potian, and three Supreme Elders!
Four Nascent Soul stage experts and tens of thousands of elite sword cultivators! This terrifying force, capable of completely flattening an area of 100,000 miles, made even the three women, who had just broken through, feel a chill run down their spines.
"You monster from the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor! Come out and face your death!!!"
Jian Potian stood proudly atop the giant sword, his once dignified face now twisted and ferocious with grief over the loss of his son. His roar, infused with the powerful true energy of Mid Nascent Soul cultivator, even shattered several mountain peaks surrounding the Rushing Thunder Sect!
"How dare you kill my son! Today, I, the sect leader, will tear you apart, skin you alive, and force those vile women around you into military prostitutes, so that you may wish you were dead!"
Faced with such arrogant words and overwhelming pressure that could change the very fabric of the world.
"Let's go, let's go out and deal with these ants."
Dongfang Yueming calmly straightened his blue robe, and without even summoning a magic weapon, he walked out of the main hall with his hands behind his back. Ji Meiniang two women suppressed the excitement in their hearts and followed closely behind.
When Dongfang Yueming's somewhat slender figure appeared in mid-air.
Jian Potian's bloodshot eyes instantly locked onto him. "You bastard, you killed my son?!"
He sensed the faint pressure of the Nascent Soul stage emanating from Dongfang Yueming, and a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by endless madness and killing intent.
"A Nascent Soul dares to provoke my Heavenly Sword Sect! Elders, heed my command! Form the [Ten Thousand Swords Immortal-Slaying Grand Formation]! Tear him to pieces!"
"Clang! Clang! Clang!..."
With Jian Potian's command, the four Nascent Soul experts simultaneously activated their sword incantations. Tens of thousands of sword cultivators' flying swords roared out of their sheaths, converging in mid-air into a terrifying sword storm ten thousand feet long, radiating world-destroying Blade Storm, which swept towards Dongfang Yueming!
Even a Late-Stage Nascent Soul cultivator would perish on the spot if they were not careful with such a sword formation!
The three women stared at the Blade Storm that seemed capable of cleaving the heavens, their hearts pounding in their throats.
However, faced with this overwhelming and decisive attack...
Dongfang Yueming simply raised his hands casually, one to the left and one to the right, palms facing upwards.
"Your understanding of power is pitifully poor." In his deep eyes, his left eye blazed with purple-gold flames, while his right eye leaped with destructive purple lightning.
The next second.
He made a fist with his left hand and uttered a low shout, "[Nine Dragons Burn the Heavens]."
With his right hand raised in a gesture of feigned indifference, he shouted again in a low voice, "[Zixiao World-Destroying Thunder Pool]."
"Boom--!!!!!"
Without any warning! Without any accumulation of power! Two Great Perfection- level Heaven and Earth Divine Ability, driven by Dongfang Yueming's Nascent Soul Great Perfection dual-system foundation, were simultaneously and without reservation detonated with a thunderous roar!
In an instant!
On the left, nine purple-gold fire dragons, each thousands of feet long, roared and soared into the sky, scorching the Eight Desolations! On the right, a vast and boundless purple-gold thunder pool descended overhead, unleashing devastating lightning punishment!
The supreme Pure Yang True Fire and the supreme destructive purple lightning intertwined and merged in mid-air, transforming into a scene that seemed to come from the deepest part of hell—[Thunder-Fire Tribulation Prison]!
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
The Heavenly Sword Sect's proud and imposing "Ten Thousand Swords Immortal-Slaying Grand Formation" was like snowflakes under the scorching sun in the face of this Thunder-Fire Tribulation Prison! It didn't even last a moment before tens of thousands of top-grade flying swords were instantly melted and evaporated into nothingness under the extreme heat and violent lightning!
"What... what kind of power is this?!"
"Divine Ability?! Dual Perfection Divine Ability?! That's impossible!!!"
The faces of Jian Potian and the three Supreme Elders, which were originally ferocious and arrogant, were now completely twisted into extreme fear and despair.
They felt the destructive pressure that even surpassed that of Soul Formation Stage expert! It was an absolute crushing force that made even their souls tremble!
They wanted to escape! They even abandoned their physical bodies, hoping their Nascent Soul could leave their bodies and flee! However, under the combined thunder and fire of the Perfection Divine Ability that sealed off heaven and earth, they couldn't even move a finger.
"Ah--!!!"
Amidst four piercing screams, the Thunder-Fire Tribulation Prison crashed down, instantly engulfing the four Nascent Soul experts along with tens of thousands of the Heavenly Sword Sect sword cultivators!
There were no severed limbs, no splattered blood. When the lightning and fire dissipated, the sky was completely clear, as if the tens of thousands of people from the Heavenly Sword Sect had never existed in this world.
Instant kill! Total annihilation!
On the white jade plaza, Ji Meiniang, Ziyuan, Hong Yao stared blankly at the empty sky, their delicate bodies trembling violently. Their husband, with just a wave of his hand, had completely wiped out this number one sect within a radius of 100,000 li.
This is the power of the gods.
Dongfang Yueming slowly withdrew his hands, his expression remaining calm and composed.
"Let's go to the Heavenly Sword Sect."
He said calmly, "Clean up the battlefield, confiscate the property."
Half a day later, at the Heavenly Sword Sect's mountain gate.
This once glorious holy land of swordsmanship is now deserted, with only a few protective formations still operating in solitude. But these formations are nothing more than decorations that can be easily broken in front of Dongfang Yueming.
Dongfang Yueming led the three women into the deepest, most forbidden area of the Heavenly Sword Sect —the "Sword Tomb"—as if strolling leisurely.
Within the Sword Tomb, ten thousand swords wailed in sorrow. On an ancient stone platform radiating soaring sword energy, two jade slips emitting a sharp light floated.
Dongfang Yueming swept his Divine Sense across the area, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
"The supreme secret technique for cultivating sword-attribute spiritual roots, the ' Innate Sword Bone Forging Art,' and... tens of thousands of volumes of sword cultivation methods and Spell passed down through generations of the Heavenly Sword Sect."