Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1985 Purple Lightning Hammer
Chapter 1986

On the battlefield, the situation can change in an instant.

As soon as the battle began, the many cultivators watching were stunned by the frighteningly fast pace of the battle on the stage. Often, the next exclamation would be on the tip of their tongues as soon as the previous one was uttered.

Everyone was dazzled and overwhelmed, witnessing Dao Kui transform into a majestic dragon hundreds of feet long, scattering Xuan Yin Shangren with a single swipe of his tail. How could the battle turn around in the blink of an eye, with Xuan Yin now holding a sword at his vital point?

The long, narrow black sword blade suddenly grew to over a thousand feet in length, hovering above the neck of the azure dragon. The azure dragon seemed oblivious, its senses clouded by the ancient treasure, the Azure Lamp.

Many people were so frightened that they covered their eyes and dared not look anymore, fearing that they would see the huge head of the Azure Dragon be cut off in the next moment.

The howling wind swept across the battle platform, which was magnified countless times in space, blowing Xuan Yin's gray hair, but it could not extinguish the fighting spirit in his eyes.

A frenzied, bloodthirsty, twisted, almost burning fighting spirit.

Heaven is unjust, imprisoning him in the mortal realm for so many years. Now he has finally found a glimmer of hope, and he must seize it!
Below, the soul of that young Daoist master is so delicious. If one could capture him, before consuming him, one should first have him concoct an elixir of immortality for him…

Xuan Yin licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with an almost explosive greed, and swung his sword downwards—

The sword, as thin as a black line, seemed poised to cleave the battle platform in two before falling toward the Azure Dragon's neck!
Amidst countless gasps of astonishment, the Azure Dragon's body vanished like a dream beneath the sword's edge...

"What about people?!"

Someone broke the silence, shouting out and instantly causing an uproar throughout the hall.

"That sword blade clearly struck the Azure Dragon's vital point! I saw it with my own eyes! How could it suddenly disappear?"

"A movement technique? But what level of movement technique is this? It didn't even disturb the void, and it just vanished?"

"No! The key point is that ancient emerald lamp, that's a primordial treasure! How did Dao Kui not have his mind bewitched by it? How did he break free?"

The gasps and murmurs rose and fell in waves, everyone's eyes were fixed on the empty center of the battle platform, not daring to blink for fear of missing the next sudden change.

The heart that was in my throat just a moment ago is now gripped even tighter by this sudden reversal, and even my breathing has become lighter.

Xuan Yin was also taken aback, and couldn't help but turn his head to glance at the ancient green lamp floating beside him, wondering if the lamp had gone out.

It wasn't destroyed.

The dark blue flames flickered.

Xuan Yin stroked his chin, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat. He flashed away and disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, a golden whip-like tail swept across, accompanied by lightning descending from the sky.

"Boom!"

Liu Qinghuan appeared, the Heavenly Punishment Whip in her hand flashing by.

He looked up to search for Xuan Yin's whereabouts, but suddenly his eyes sharpened, and he stepped aside, causing the Heavenly Punishment Whip's tail to curl back as well.

"Boom boom boom!"

Several more bolts of lightning struck, forcing Xuan Yin to retreat a few steps, but he let out a strange, cackling laugh before disappearing again.

Liu Qinghuan dared not let his guard down. He could feel the aura locking onto him, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Suddenly, Xuan Yin appeared in the sky, holding a purple lightning hammer in each hand.

Below the stage, in the stands where Li Shan and other Mahayana cultivators were sitting, many people looked puzzled.

"The Xuan Yin hammer is actually a pair? Then why did he only take out one that day?"

"What else could it be? Humph! They must have ulterior motives!"

"Yes, paired magical artifacts usually have the characteristic of seeking each other out. If someone actually succeeded in exchanging for that Purple Lightning Hammer that day, wouldn't Xuan Yin take the opportunity to get it back?"

"Possibly! They're clearly a pair, but he deliberately only showed one, making one suspect he was up to something!"

"Shameless! Bastard!"

"Luckily he didn't succeed..."

The whispers and jeers from below the stage were completely ignored by Xuan Yin on the platform. He stood proudly in mid-air, his body surging with murderous aura, and his two hands, gripping the purple lightning hammers, clashed together with a thunderous roar!
"clang--!"

The ear-piercing clang of metal against metal sent shivers down one's spine. A burst of purplish-black lightning erupted from between the two hammers, like thousands of wildly dancing venomous snakes. In an instant, it condensed into a terrifying bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket, carrying a ferocious aura capable of burning mountains and boiling seas. It tore through the sky and struck down directly at Liu Qinghuan!
But Liu Qinghuan's figure suddenly vanished like a firefly in the wind, leaving only a faint afterimage that was instantly torn apart by the lightning, and the attack missed its mark.

Before he could even regain his footing, a series of clanging hammer blows rang out, and the second and third bolts of lightning followed in quick succession.

The purple lightning struck down like a raging python, sealing off all his escape routes in an instant, giving him no chance to breathe. He could only dodge and weave through the impenetrable net of lightning.

But the lightning surged ever denser, covering the entire battle platform with purplish-black lightning, leaving no room for maneuver.

Liu Qinghuan made a hand seal with her fingertips, and a clear and warm blue light suddenly shone from beneath her feet, with lotus petals as translucent as thousand-year-old glass unfolding layer by layer.

The Primordial Azure Lotus Throne supported his figure, and azure energy circulated on the lotus petals, condensing into an indestructible barrier.

The lightning and fire that crashed down struck the lotus petals, but were instantly weakened by the clear light. The crackling electric snakes roamed and exploded on the lotus petals, but could not break through the barrier even slightly.

But when the lightning dissipated, tiny black marks, no bigger than pinheads, remained on the originally flawless white lotus petals, like ink spots spreading on rice paper, demonstrating the immense power of the lightning ignited by the purple hammer.

High in the sky, Xuan Yin's maniacal laughter pierced through layers of thunder and lightning, carrying a cat-and-mouse-like mockery that made the entire battle platform buzz: "Hahahaha! Dao Kui, let's see how long you can hide!"

The purple-black lightning that exploded across the sky gradually intertwined into a net, instantly transforming into a boundless sea of ​​lightning.

Amidst the thunderous surge, space was distorted and wrinkled by the violent electric light, and no matter which direction you dodged, you could not avoid the successive onslaught of lightning.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes narrowed, and she lightly touched the lotus seat with her toes, stopping all her dodging movements and standing still, no longer taking a single step back.

Just then, another bolt of purplish-black lightning, as thick as a person could hug, burst forth from the sea of ​​lightning with earth-shattering force, like an ancient lightning beast breaking free from its cage, and lunged at Liu Qinghuan.

With a flick of her wrist, Liu Qinghuan unleashed the golden Heavenly Punishment Whip, which lashed out like a dragon, the Heavenly Dao runes on its tip flashing brightly.

A deafening thunderclap exploded, and a dazzling golden bolt of lightning cleaved down from the heavens, meeting the dark purple lightning head-on.

However, compared to the purplish-black lightning pillar that surged like an angry dragon, the golden lightning triggered by the Heavenly Punishment Whip was noticeably thinner and less powerful.

The two bolts of lightning collided violently in mid-air, instantly unleashing a blinding burst of light, accompanied by an extremely piercing hissing sound of annihilation.

In the blink of an eye, the golden lightning was shattered by the surge of purple-black lightning.

Although the purple-black lightning pillar had its power reduced by nearly half by the Heavenly Punishment, it was already close to Liu Qinghuan's face in an instant.

"Om-"

A clear, melodious sound of a jade scroll turning rang out, and an ancient scroll appeared unexpectedly beside Liu Qinghuan. The white silk slowly unfurled along the jade scroll, transforming in an instant into a huge painting.

The scroll depicts magnificent mountains and rivers, verdant peaks, lifelike flowing springs and waterfalls, and vibrant vegetation and mist, as if a complete world has been contained within it. There is no trace of the sharpness of any magical treasure, only the warm and profound atmosphere of heaven and earth.

The fierce, purplish-black lightning bolt crashed down, striking the painting directly, just like a thunderclap thrown into a calm lake, only stirring up gentle ripples on the water.

The green mountains and clear waters in the painting were distorted by the violent lightning, causing the peaks to crumble and the rivers to flow backward, as if they were about to completely collapse at any moment.

Once the lingering power of the thunder dissipated, in the blink of an eye, the ripples subsided, the landscape returned to its original state, and the painting remained perfectly intact, without even a trace of being scorched by the thunder and fire.

It was as if that earth-shattering blow was nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing across the water's surface.

"What a powerful defensive magic weapon!" someone exclaimed. "This must be a primordial treasure!"

"This kind of defensive magic weapon... I suddenly remembered a supreme treasure of heaven and earth, which seems to be just like this."

"what?"

"The Heavenly Treasure Mirror! I never expected it to be in Dao Kui's hands..."

Seeing that Liu Qinghuan caught the lightning without being injured, Xuan Yin's face darkened, and the two purple lightning hammers in his hands emitted an almost black light. The lightning surged between the two hammers, accumulating more and more power.

As Lei Wei's aura grew increasingly somber, he pressed down from the sky, and the surrounding space seemed to be locked shut by this force.

Liu Qinghuan had no intention of sitting idly by and waiting for his death. He raised his hand and flipped it over, and a longbow appeared in his hand, which he aimed at Xuan Yin in the distance.

With things having come to this point, Liu Qinghuan had no choice but to unleash his primordial treasure, the Seven-Pointed Bow!