What?! This Is Impossible!

"Kill Li Yunjing! Avenge the elders!"

"Great Elder, you are mighty! You have annihilated the Luozhen Sect!"

The morale of the Daozhen Sect cultivators, which had already plummeted to rock bottom, was suddenly roused again by Su Ming's appearance.

On the Luozhen Sect's side, everyone frowned slightly.

"Spirit-Burning Furious Flame Cultivation Method?" Fang Hexuan raised an eyebrow. "This evil technique is indeed domineering, exchanging lifespan and essence for combat power, allowing one's strength to increase by a significant level in a short period of time."

"What about my senior brother..." Shui Yao with some worry.

Fang Hexuan smiled slightly, "Don't worry, what storms hasn't your senior brother weathered? This mere Burning Spirit Evil Technique can't turn the world upside down."

Even so, he still quietly stepped forward half a step, ready to offer assistance at any moment.

In the center of the battlefield, Li Yunjing looked at Su Ming, who was engulfed in flames, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He truly hadn't expected that the Daozhen Sect had such a figure.

With a foundation at the Void Refinement Late Stage, coupled with the secret technique of burning lifespan, his current combat power is likely approaching the threshold of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

No wonder the Daozhen Sect members are so excited.

"You're Su Ming?" Li Yunjing asked calmly, "That old man's apprentice?"

"How dare you insult my master!" Su Ming's eyes were bloodshot with rage. "Li Yunjing, you killed my master three years ago, and today I will make you pay for this in blood! Prepare to die!"

Before he finished speaking, he moved, transforming into a streak of crimson flame, and charged straight at Li Yunjing.

Its speed was so great that it left trails of flames in the air.

"Furious Flame Heaven-Burning Palm!"

With a single palm strike, a massive fiery palm print blotted out the sky, the palm wind carrying the intense heat that could incinerate everything.

This palm strike contained all of Su Ming's anger and cultivation, and its power was more than twice that of an ordinary Void Refinement Late Stage.

Li Yunjing's eyes narrowed slightly.

Instead of taking the hit head-on, he swayed and unleashed the Void Divine Treasury once more.

His figure vanished from the spot, narrowly avoiding the fiery palm print.

Boom!

The palm print landed in empty space, instantly blasting a huge crater into the ground below. Lava surged within the crater, and the rocks were burned into a glassy state.

"Hide? Where can you hide!"

Su Ming roared, spreading his divine sense to lock onto the spatial fluctuations.

He waved his hands repeatedly, and countless flaming arrows flew through the air, shooting in all directions and blocking all angles of evasion.

"Get out here!"

A dense barrage of fire arrows covered an area spanning several miles, leaving nowhere to hide.

Li Yunjing's figure was forced to flash out from the space.

A clear light flowed around him, Supreme Unity Pure Subtlety Scripture was fully activated, forming a glass-like protective shield in front of him.

Ding ding ding.

The flaming arrows struck the shield like raindrops hitting glass, shattering it, but the shield remained completely still.

"Interesting," Li Yunjing said calmly. "The power gained by burning one's lifespan is indeed stronger than that of those three pieces of trash."

"You're asking for it!"

Su Ming was thoroughly enraged by Li Yunjing's flippant tone, and the flames around him intensified even further.

He formed a mudra with his hands and chanted incantations.

"Spirit-Burning Secret Technique - Burn Heaven and Destroy Earth!"

Boom!

All the flames suddenly contracted, condensing into a flaming sword hundreds of feet long.

Flames danced on the blade, emanating an aura of destruction.

This strike represented the pinnacle of Su Ming's lifelong cultivation, and it was also his trump card.

"Die!"

The flaming longsword, carrying the force of a cataclysmic destruction, slashed down towards Li Yunjing's head.

The force of this strike actually resembled that of someone in the Tribulation Transcendence Stage.

The members of the Daozhen Sect held their breath, their eyes filled with anticipation.

The disciples of the Luozhen Sect tensed up slightly, gripping their magical Law Artifact tightly.

Even Fang Hexuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Just as the flaming blade was about to strike, Li Yunjing moved.

This time, he didn't dodge.

Raise your right hand, fingers loosely clenched.

Buzz!

A five-colored spiritual light flew out from his body, growing larger as it faced the wind, transforming into a three-foot-long sword.

The sword is neither gold nor jade, but flows with nine-colored magnetic light, and its sound is clear and melodious. It is the Nine True Magnetic Light Sword, a natal Spirit Treasure.

"Taiyi Sword Instruction - First Form: Qingwei Slays Evil."

Li Yunjing spoke calmly, and gently turned his wrist.

A five-colored sword light suddenly shone brightly, and a Sword Qi of extreme refinement burst forth from the sword's edge.

The Sword Qi was not wide, only about ten feet, but it seemed to be alive, drawing a mysterious arc in the air as it met the flaming longsword.

laugh.

The Sword Qi sliced into the flaming longsword, as easily as a sharp blade cutting through tofu, cleaving it in two.

The flaming longsword split in the middle, and the flames on both sides instantly dissipated, turning into countless sparks that vanished into the air.

One sword strike, and the killing move is broken.

"What?!"

Su Ming's pupils contracted sharply, and the madness on his face froze.

His all-out strike was so easily broken?

Impossible!

That's impossible!

He burned his lifespan and activated a secret technique, his combat power comparable to Tribulation Transcendence Stage. How could he possibly not even withstand a single sword strike from his opponent?

"What... what trick did you play?!" Su Ming roared, his voice trembling.

Li Yunjing stood with his sword in hand, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, his expression indifferent.

"A trick?" He shook his head. "You're just too weak."

"Anger won't buy strength, and hatred can't bridge the gap. You and your master both overestimate yourselves."

I don't believe it!

Su Ming, acting like a madman, pounced on him again.

With both fists thrusting out simultaneously, a dense barrage of fiery fist shadows rained down on Li Yunjing like a storm.

Li Yunjing moved slightly, his figure like a willow catkin in the wind, weaving through the dense shadows of fists.

The fiery fist shadows grazed past the hem of his clothes, but never managed to touch him.

The Void Divine Treasury not only allows him to teleport, but also gives him an extremely keen sense of space, making him able to dodge attacks with ease.

While dodging, Li Yunjing spoke calmly:

"The first sword strike will break your killing move."

"The second sword strike will shatter your weapon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his wrist, and the Nine True Magnetic Light Sword slashed out once more.

The five-colored sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

clang.

With a crisp sound, Su Ming's natal flying sword automatically flew out to protect its master, but was instantly severed in two by the sword light and fell to the ground.

puff.

With his natal flying sword destroyed, Su Ming suffered a mental injury, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura immediately weakened.

"No... impossible!" He staggered backward, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Li Yunjing's figure slowly stopped, standing ten feet away from him, his eyes calm and without a ripple.

"The third sword will send you on your way."

He raised the Nine True Magnetic Light Sword, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

The spiritual power of the Supreme Unity Pure Subtlety Scripture surged wildly into the sword, causing the nine-colored magnetic light to pulsate violently and emit a buzzing sword sound.

This sword strike embodied all of Li Yunjing's Sword Intent and also concentrated the essence of the Taiyi Sword Instruction.

"Taiyi Sword Instruction, Third Form: Magnetic Light Destroys the Soul."

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A very thin, multicolored sword light shot out, moving at extreme speed, traversing space.

Su Ming tried to dodge, but found that the space around him seemed to have frozen, and he could not move.

That's the combined effect of magnetic interference with spiritual energy and spatial confinement.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword light pierced his brow.

A sudden wave of dizziness washed over me.

The next moment, he felt his Primordial Spirit being shattered by the multicolored magnetic light, and his consciousness quickly plunged into darkness.

"Master..."

As the last thought flashed through his mind, the light in Su Ming's eyes completely vanished.

He fell straight backward, crashing heavily to the ground, and then fell silent.

The crimson flames gradually died down, and the spiritual energy around him dissipated as well.

The Daozhen Sect's Grand Elder, hailed as a once-in-a-millennium genius, only lasted three rounds against Li Yunjing.

The battlefield fell silent once more.