One Strike, We Can Talk This Out
Everyone from the Daozhen Sect stood frozen in place, as if their souls had been ripped out.
The Grand Elder is dead?
That brilliant, fiery elder, the elder on whom they placed so much hope, just like that, he's dead?
Three swords.
Just three sword strikes.
Some people felt a chill run through their bodies, some felt their legs go weak, and some instinctively backed away, their eyes filled with fear.
Even the Grand Elder is no match for them, so what use would it be for them to go up there?
Morale plummeted like the receding tide.
On the other hand, the Luozhen Sect erupted in a thunderous cheer.
"The sect leader is invincible!"
"Three sword strikes to kill! The sect leader is amazing!"
"You bastards from the Daozhen Sect, do you still dare to invade?!"
"..."
The cheers were deafening, and morale was at its peak.
Fang Hexuan laughed heartily, his anxiety finally subsiding. "Yunjing's swordsmanship has improved once again."
Shui Yao smiled as well, "The Nine True Magnetic Light Sword, combined with the Taiyi Sword Instruction, is becoming increasingly powerful. Su Ming's fighting strength was originally developed through evil arts, and his foundation is unstable. His defeat is inevitable."
Chu Han, Ye Chen, and other disciples were so excited that their faces turned red.
The sect leader showed them what a true powerhouse is through his strength.
Li Yunjing sheathed his sword and stood there, his gaze sweeping over the Daozhen Sect members, his voice icy:
"You and your master are nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs."
These words, carried by the wind, clearly reached the ears of every Daozhen Sect cultivator.
Humiliation, blatant humiliation.
But no one dared to refute it.
In a world where strength reigns supreme, the weak don't even have the right to be angry.
Li Yunjing's gaze finally settled on Yin Zhongqiu, who was at the heart of the formation.
"Yin Zhongqiu, it's your turn."
Yin Zhongqiu's face turned deathly pale.
Su Ming's death was a huge blow to him.
That person is the future hope of the Daozhen Sect, a genius personally selected by the patriarch for focused cultivation.
He died just like that, so swiftly and cleanly.
He could even imagine how furious the patriarch would be upon hearing the news.
"Li Yunjing." Yin Zhongqiu gritted his teeth, but dared not step forward.
Even Su Ming couldn't withstand three sword strikes, so how many moves could this Void Refinement Late Stage cultivator, possibly last?
He was unwilling to just give up like that.
The Immortal Vein is within reach, and the Immortal Lord's decree is still behind us.
If he were to slink back like this, the Daozhen Sect would lose face, and he could forget about being the sect leader.
"Li Yunjing, don't be so arrogant!" Yin Zhongqiu shouted, his voice trembling with fear. "You killed Elder Xuanzhen and so many people from my Daozhen Sect. Immortal Lord Qingxu will not let you get away with this!"
"The Immortal Lord has unleashed divine punishment, ensuring the complete annihilation of your Luozhen Sect!"
He tried to intimidate people by invoking the Immortal Lord.
Upon hearing this, Li Yunjing suddenly smiled.
"It's Immortal Lord Qingxu again." He shook his head, his tone mocking. "What else can your Daozhen Sect do besides talking about an immortal who can't even descend to the mortal realm?"
"If he's so capable, let him come down and talk to me himself."
"You!" Yin Zhongqiu trembled with anger.
He knew that he couldn't intimidate Li Yunjing with words alone.
"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite!" Yin Zhongqiu gritted his teeth and reached into his storage ring to take out a golden talisman.
The talisman was covered with dense immortal patterns and exuded extremely strong spiritual pressure; it was actually a rare tribulation- Tribulation Spirit!
"This is a talisman left behind by my sect's ancestor, containing the power of a Tribulation Transcending Tribulation Dao Lord's attack! Li Yunjing, I'd like to see if you can withstand this strike!"
A flicker of pain crossed Yin Zhongqiu's eyes, but he still crushed the talisman without hesitation.
Boom!
The moment the talisman shattered, a vast spiritual pressure descended from the sky.
A gigantic golden hand appeared out of thin air, its palm lines containing terrifying Principle and carrying an aura of overwhelming power, before slamming down fiercely towards Li Yunjing.
This attack far surpassed the level of the Void Refinement Stage.
"A talisman?"
Li Yunjing looked up at the golden palm, his eyes showing no fear, but rather a hint of interest.
"Perfect, let's test the power of the new Tiger-Shooting Bow."
With a flick of his left hand, an ancient-looking longbow appeared in his grasp.
The bow is dark gold in color, engraved with tiger stripes, and the bowstring is as black as ink, exuding a chilling Sha Qi.
It is the mid-grade Spirit Treasure Tiger-Shooting Bow, a priceless heirloom of the Luozhen Sect.
Previously, Li Yunjing had handed over the Tiger-Shooting Bow to the Heavenly Artifact Pavilion of the Chenwei Dao Realm, asking the Heavenly Artifact Pavilion to reforge the Tiger-Shooting Bow.
This significantly improved the Tiger-Shooting Bow in all aspects.
Now is the perfect time to test just how powerful the Tiger-Shooting Bow is after it's been reforged.
Li Yunjing placed his right hand on the string and infused it with spiritual energy.
Buzz.
The bowstring was drawn back, and an arrow formed from the condensation of Nine True Magnetic Light appeared on the bowstring.
The arrow, shimmering with iridescent colors and with an incredibly sharp tip, locked onto the golden hand in mid-air.
"Go."
My fingers loosened.
With a whoosh, the magnetic arrow shot out of the air at extreme speed, leaving a trail of multicolored light in the sky.
Bang!
The arrow collided with the golden palm.
The spiritual power and magnetic light erupted simultaneously, and a violent energy shockwave spread outwards.
It was as if a sun had exploded in the sky, its dazzling light blinding everyone.
A moment later, the light faded.
The golden hand in the air had vanished, and the magnetic arrows had also dissipated without a trace.
It turned out to be a close contest.
"How is this possible?!" Yin Zhongqiu exclaimed in shock.
That's a talisman left behind by the patriarch of the Daozhen Sect! It contains his full power, and even Tribulation Transcendence Stage expert would have to avoid its edge.
Li Yunjing blocked it with just a bow?
Li Yunjing flexed his wrists and nodded slightly. "Not bad. Even a strike from a Tribulation Transcending Tribulation Dao Lord is nothing special."
Of course, he knew in his heart that this was just the power left behind by a talisman, and it was definitely not comparable to the original body.
If the true form of the Tribulation -Tribulation Dao Lord were to descend, that would be a different matter entirely.
However, in the lower realm, this is already the strongest trump card that the Daozhen Sect can offer.
"You've used up all your cards?" Li Yunjing looked at Yin Zhongqiu, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Now, it's my turn."
Before he finished speaking, he disappeared again.
The Void Divine Treasury was activated, appearing directly in front of Yin Zhongqiu.
"Not good!"
Yin Zhongqiu was shocked and quickly summoned his protective Spirit Treasure weapon. At the same time, he swept his whisk, and thousands of silver threads transformed into sharp swords that shot towards Li Yunjing.
Clang, jingle.
The silver threads struck the glass shield in front of Li Yunjing, causing it to shatter.
Li Yunjing held the sword in his right hand and thrust it forward.
The tip of the Nine True Magnetic Light Sword touched the protective spiritual Spirit Treasure.
With a cracking sound, the top-grade Spirit Treasure jade pendant was instantly covered in cracks and then shattered with a bang.
The five-colored sword light continued its momentum, aiming straight for Yin Zhongqiu's heart.
Yin Zhongqiu was terrified and dodged to the side with all his might.
puff.
The sword pierced his left shoulder, and blood gushed out.
"Ah!" Yin Zhongqiu cried out in pain and retreated hastily.
But Li Yunjing gave him no chance to catch his breath, his figure following closely as he closed in again.
The Taiyi Sword Instruction was unleashed, and the five-colored sword light surged towards Yin Zhongqiu like a tide.
The clanging and banging sounds continued incessantly.
Yin Zhongqiu desperately resisted, unleashing his magic weapons—a whisk, a jade pendant, and a Law Treasure Law Seals —one after another, only to have them shatter under the Nine True Magnetic Light Sword.
His cultivation level was already comparable to Su Ming Ming's, and without the aid of the Spirit-Burning Secret Technique, he was no match for Li Yunjing.
After only seven or eight rounds, Yin Zhongqiu was already struggling to stay afloat and was in grave danger.
"Stop! Sect Leader Li! Let's talk this out!" Yin Zhongqiu shouted while dodging, "We don't want the Immortal Vein anymore! We'll leave immediately! From now on, we'll leave each other alone!"
"It's too late to back out now."
Li Yunjing's tone was icy, but his swordplay was anything but slow.
"When you destroyed my sect back then, didn't you ever think about keeping to your own interests?"
"When you came to our door today, wanting to seize the Immortal Vein and destroy my Luozhen Sect, did you never think of keeping to your own interests?"