Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 487 Ten Suns Soar Through the Sky, Burning Jade Souls; Golden Crows Spread Their Wings, Shattering the Mysterious Altar (Seeking Rewards and Subscriptions!)

Zixia Cave Heaven, a suspended fairy island, is picturesque, yet the wind is biting cold.

Lin Qinghan used his magic to walk out from a magnificent starlight passage. His feet tread on flowing clouds, and before him was a floating mountain suspended in the center of an endless storm vortex.

It exudes an aura of immortality, yet also carries a coldness that keeps people at a distance.

At the summit of the mountain, a Taoist in green robes sat cross-legged beneath a solitary pine tree, his aura as deep and serene as a mountain abyss. He was none other than the renowned human primordial spirit cultivator, Lord Tianfeng.

"Lin Qinghan from the Tongxuan Realm pays respects to the Divine Lord." She bowed respectfully, her posture humble yet without the slightest hint of arrogance.

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest in blue robes beneath the lone pine tree slightly raised his eyelids, the fierce and thunderous energy in his eyes disappearing, replaced by a look of scrutiny and contemplation.

"The Tongxuan Realm has suffered a calamity from the demon god and is on the verge of collapse," Lin Qinghan stated directly without beating around the bush. At the same time, a warm, ancient stone appeared in his hand, within which countless starlight points flickered and flowed, resembling a projection of a galaxy.

"My husband offers this ten-thousand-year-old star core as a gift, not as a token of respect, but to ask the Divine Lord to grant a glimpse into the Tribulation of Tongxuan. Once Tongxuan is broken, the Heavenly Dao of all demons will devour their origins again. If the demon race prospers, the human race will perish. When the nest is overturned, how can any egg remain intact?"

The Heavenly Wind God remained silent, his gaze sweeping over Lin Qinghan's face, lingering for a long time between the star core and the endless storm outside the cave, before finally letting out a soft sigh:
"You have managed to find your way to this place, which is truly commendable. However, this matter has stirred up a storm in the entire realm... Please allow me to consider it further."

Lin Qinghan's eyes narrowed slightly. He put down the gift and bowed deeply, saying, "I await the divine decree. Qinghan takes his leave."

After saying this, the female cultivator turned and flew away.

This was also one of Lu Cheng Dao Ren's calculations. The art of alliances and counter-alliances, the rise and fall of the human race in the mortal realm—these orthodox primordial spirit cultivators still cared to some extent. Although orthodox cultivators also calculated the pros and cons, they also knew to accumulate merits from unorthodox paths and seek some favor from heaven.

As for demonic cultivators?

Not to mention all of them, but at least for the vast majority, it's absolutely impossible for them to fight the Chaotic Starfield Demon Gods without being forced by blood pacts or poison pills.

Just as Lin Qinghan's figure completely merged into the starlight passage and the spatial fluctuations in this place were about to subside:

“Buzz buzz buzz…!”

Outside the suspended immortal island, the raging gale that had been constantly churning and guarding the cave all year round suddenly stopped and contracted.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable, majestic heavenly might, carrying a terrifying will that seemed to want to destroy the stars, pressed down from the infinite heights.

It is neither wind nor thunder, formless and without appearance!
Pure light and flame! Pure destruction!
Lin Qinghan had cultivated the Dao of Stars over the years and his foundation was quite good, but at this moment he only felt a faint but clear cracking sound in his spiritual sense - "crack".

She didn't even have time to react, like an ancient painting of plum blossoms suspended in mid-air.

The next instant, the physical body constructed from pure stellar spiritual energy crumbled inch by inch under the invisible yet tangible pressure, turning into the finest purple stardust from the fingertips, scattering and drifting into the suddenly silent eye of the storm.

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Wind God's expression changed drastically. His Taoist robe billowed, and an unprecedented hundred-foot-long wind dragon roared around him to protect the Taoist temple, but it only managed to block a trace of the aftershocks of the violent power.

The core of destruction had already annihilated its target and left, leaving him with only a livid face, staring incredulously towards the east.

Meanwhile, in the world of Dingzhang, there is a magnificent palace of ten thousand feet of ice in the North Sea.

“Fairy, there’s no need to agree now. If we can form an alliance with twenty human Nascent Soul cultivators, then you can agree to this matter.”

The Ice Soul Fairy had not yet recovered from the clear, reflecting, and profoundly mysterious "Heavenly Mysterious Water" before her.

Xue Yuzhen had just exited the ice palace barrier when she found herself standing on an endless, desolate black frozen sea.

Suddenly, above the frozen sea, the thick, leaden clouds that had been condensed for millennia were violently torn apart by an invisible force, and a pure pillar of "light" fell down.

It was almost no known light in the world. Where it descended, space silently collapsed and melted, forming a void of pure "nothingness".

Xue Yuzhen's seventh-order protective talisman aura, which had been surrounding her, vanished like a bubble. Her body instantly vaporized in the "hollow" light, leaving not a trace of ashes. Only the Xuanbing Mirror floating in front of the Ice Soul Fairy shattered into dust silently.

The Ice Soul Fairy's originally icy face instantly turned pale and bloodless. Gazing at the lingering aura of the true fire of the sun deep in the void, a mixture of sorrow and anger flashed across her face:
"Daoist Shengyang... how dare you deceive people like this?!"

In the Fiery Realm, deep within the Southern Li Volcano Furnace, the echoes of Yun Ling'er's argument with the Crimson Fire Ancestor still reverberated amidst the roaring of churning lava.

"It's not that we're afraid to risk our lives!" The Crimson Fire Ancestor's hair and beard stood on end, his body wreathed in terrifyingly high-temperature true flames, "but rather that the odds of victory in this battle are too low. How could that Myriad Demon God be so easily defeated..."

Before the words were even finished, outside the crater, deep within the ancient, burning sky, ten dazzling pure gold suns suddenly condensed without warning.

Ten suns in the sky!

High temperature! Pure to the extreme, a temperature that burns everything! Only the thought of "approaching" descends.

The delicate young girl in front of the Crimson Fire Ancestor was instantly ignited by this absolute high temperature.

She let out a faint groan before the space she was in, along with the surrounding area, vanished into a small patch of wisps of smoke, leaving behind an absolute vacuum.

A faint, delicate fragrance of flowers and trees drifted away in the scorching wind.

Within the lava core, raging subterranean fire surged violently, accompanied by the furious roar of the Crimson Fire Ancestor echoing throughout the earth's veins:

"You old dog Shengyang! I'll fuck your ancestors!"

In the Xuan Kong World, in a secluded oasis deep in the Western Desert, Xiao Yuhong patiently listened to the Yellow Sand Venerable's tale of his desolate life amidst the shifting sands and the withering of his Dao heart.

The Venerable One held the "Nine-Breath Spiritual Soil" containing the spiritual essence of the Earth element in his palm, and a very subtle ripple appeared in his usually calm eyes.

Xiao Yuhong nodded slightly, preparing to take her leave, her snow-white figure appearing and disappearing among the weathered sandstone pillars. Just as she was about to step into the teleportation glimmer.

Above the oasis, the ancient sandstorms that had shaped the desert suddenly froze.

At the eye of the storm, a pure, unadorned, and extremely heavy invisible column of air crashed down.

In an instant, billions of gold dusts turned into lifeless gray-white powder, falling from the sky like a strange sandstorm.

Xiao Yuhong's figure, like a snow lotus, withered silently under the immense force that stripped away her golden spiritual foundation. Like melting snow, there was no resistance, only the soft rustling sound of countless ashes falling.

Venerable Huangsha suddenly looked up, his turbid eyes bursting with a terrifying light. Although he clenched his teeth and didn't utter a word, he subconsciously clenched his fists, feeling that the Nine-Breath Spirit Soil in his hands was as hot as a branding iron.

High in the sky, the middle-aged man, who seemed to stand amidst a golden sun, frowned slightly, for in his hand lay a fragmented talisman:

"A seventh-tier avatar talisman, this is already the fourth one. It seems that our Lord Lu is indeed hiding some very interesting secrets. Did he obtain a celestial abode that fell from the upper realm? Even if it were a celestial abode, it wouldn't have so many avatar talismans, would it?"

Immediately, a crow's cry shattered the silence.

A flash of golden light appeared, and behind the middle-aged man, twelve wings seemed to be flapping. One of the wings appeared to be damaged. In an instant, a golden rainbow suddenly pierced the sky.

The Golden Crow Spreads Its Wings and Transforms into a Rainbow: a supreme escape technique almost unparalleled in the world, both in heaven and on earth.

If one were to cultivate to the highest level, even the Golden-Winged Roc's escape technique would be inferior to this skill.

Inside the Tongxuan Dharma Realm, there is a massive golden pagoda that subdues demons.

Xiao Yuhong, Xue Yuzhen, Yun Ling'er, and Lin Qinghan, who were meditating and concentrating, all vomited blood one after another, and their faces suddenly turned pale.

Even with the protection of a seventh-tier external avatar talisman and the protection of the Demon-Subduing Golden Pagoda, the Great Sun Dharma Intent of the Holy Sun Daoist alone was enough to severely damage the four women's vitality.

The four women were somewhat prepared for this, but when they talked amongst themselves after regaining their senses, they noticed something unusual:
“Shengyang is a middle-aged man? But… I vaguely see that he should be a beautiful young woman in golden robes!” Lin Qinghan frowned slightly and said.

She cultivated the Star Daoist Technique that Lu Cheng had chosen for her from the Upper Realm, and refined the Star True Eyes, which were unique and wondrous, so she seemed to vaguely see the face of the Holy Sun Daoist.

"What I saw was an old woman with a hunchback and a cane, who looked kind and gentle. Because I was protected by a talisman given to me by my husband, I wasn't burned to death immediately," Xue Yuzhen said.

Just then, Xiao Yuxue, who had been meditating and hadn't woken up, suddenly opened her eyes and burst into a tirade:

"The Central Plains Dynasty, the Purple Star Pavilion, the Purple Star Lord is shameless! Not only did he refuse to help, but he also tried to forcibly seize the treasure!"

"Lord of all stars, Ziwei proclaims herself Empress? Pah! Pah! Pah! Shameless!"

After scolding for a while, Xiao Yuxue finally came to her senses and looked around. She saw that her sisters were all looking at her with some helplessness.

"The Ziwei Star Lord of the Jade Purity World, a great cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, would not covet your little thing. It is likely that this Ziwei Star Lord sensed something and therefore took action first to shatter your talisman body. Otherwise, you would be like us, with your soul damaged and unable to recover for at least several hundred years."

Xiao Yuhong shook her head slightly and said this.

"Even if Daoist Shengyang's escape technique is the fastest in the world, it is impossible for him to escape back and forth between several star fields to chase us... It must be a kind of Dao technique such as creating an avatar. This was within my husband's expectations, but I did not expect that he would actually make a direct move to kill us."

The Holy Sun Demon God is indeed even more domineering than the legends suggest!

His actions, while intimidating, also enraged many human Nascent Soul cultivators. Now, it remains to be seen whether my husband can lead these cultivators to hold out until the human Nascent Soul cultivators of the Seven Realms see hope!

Xiao Yuhong's gaze drifted beyond the Demon-Subduing Golden Pagoda, a deep worry hidden in her eyes:

Within the Five Elements Reincarnation Grand Array, the spiritual energy had transformed into viscous and heavy ashes of calamity.

Lu Cheng Daoist stood firmly in the center of the enormous wheel that swirled with five colors and was constantly being created and destroyed. His Daoist robes fluttered in the wind, and his gaze reflected the endless barrage of demonic fire from beyond the sky, which burned the sky of the Tongxuan Realm into a despairing crimson.

The cultivators within the great formation were densely packed, their faces mostly stained with murderous aura and exhaustion, like reefs bearing the relentless onslaught of the myriad demon heavenly army.

The fierce battle raged in the low sky, while further away beyond the boundary membrane, the chilling will of the chaotic star field seemed to pierce through the void, coldly locking onto this dying world.

Every struggle, every fight, is like the final leap of a tiny creature from the jaws of a giant whale. Life and death, matters of great importance.

Therefore, although Lu Cheng was confident in this battle, he still went to great lengths to make many preparations:
In the chaotic star field, demons and gods dwell. There are two demons, Sheng Yang and Kong Ji, who absorb the primordial energy of the chaotic world and replace the immortal energy of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and use their immense supernatural powers to forcibly occupy the world.

Such demons have appeared among humans in the past. After gaining the qualifications to ascend to heaven in broad daylight, that demon still ran rampant across the world for nine thousand years, using supreme demonic power to forcibly reside in the lower realm, yet he survived the nine heavenly tribulations and regarded the laws of the Dao and heavenly punishments as nothing.

Known as the "Nine Tribulations Blood Demon" or "World-Extending Heavenly Demon," who has "traversed the world for nine thousand years and survived nine heavenly tribulations without harm."

His ferocity was so great that no one in his time dared to utter his name. So much so that ten thousand years later, this supreme demon is now only known by his name. Unless a learned scholar searches through ancient books and classic texts, ordinary cultivators would not know his name.

The situation of the two demons, Sheng Yang and Kong Ji, is similar. Normally speaking, although the lifespan of the demon race is far greater than that of human cultivators, even the tortoise race can only cultivate in the mortal realm for tens of thousands of years before reaching its limit. They either die of old age or ascend to the upper realm.

After ascending to immortality, cultivators of the primordial spirit are nourished by the immortal spiritual energy, resulting in an infinite lifespan. Thus, there is little difference in lifespan between humans and demons.

Of the twenty-four demon gods in the Chaotic Starfield, apart from Sheng Yang and Kong Ji who reside in the mortal realm, the other demon gods still need to ascend to the upper realm. This is because they cannot obtain enough innate qi to nourish themselves. For example, Sheng Yang and Kong Ji devour the life force of a realm and trace back to the source blood. Their cultivation speed may not be slower than ascending to the upper realm. They can also slowly stimulate their original blood and strengthen their foundation.

However, Chiyang and Qingming are only two realms, and can only support two beings like them.

Therefore, Yinglong and Xiangliu, as mid-level demon gods, attempted to rebel and force Shengyang and Kongji to ascend, because they also knew that the Earthly Immortal Realm was a world of constant strife. Rather than rushing to ascend to such a dangerous world, they preferred to become gods and saints in the mortal realm and enjoy tens of thousands of years of peace.

Although Sheng Yang and Kong Ji are strong, they have been studying the original blood for many years. In terms of magical power, they are still at the Nascent Soul stage.

Moreover, they have occupied the primordial energy of the two realms for so many years, and perhaps they will be willing to let go and ascend after bearing the pressure.

Sheng Yang and Kong Ji forcibly remained in this realm using immense demonic magic. If they could be driven away, they would surely gain the favor of Heaven. However, many powerful cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage have tried to do so over the past tens of thousands of years, but all have failed.

The sky was soaked in blood, and the earth roared.

The radiance of the Five Elements Reincarnation Grand Array flowed ceaselessly in the center of the Profound Realm, like the only lighthouse in a storm.

Within the grand formation, a brutal and bloody battlefield had already unfolded.

Terrifying figures were locked onto and teleported by the great formation, and demonic giants soared into the sky to engage in fierce battles with the demon gods who had broken into the formation:

The Blood Skull Demon Lord unleashed the Blood Skull Great Art, where eerie ghostly energy clashed with blazing demonic fire. The Blissful Desire Realm of Yin Cha Fairy barely managed to trap Chang You for a moment before shattering, leaving him in grave danger.

The Poison Dragon Venerable's Ten Thousand Poison Banner churned with poisonous clouds, entangling Shebi Corpse. The Black Fiend Demon Venerable's Ten Thousand Ghost Banner was forcefully ripped open by Dang Kang's massive body and sturdy fur. The Hundred Bone True Venerable's white bone dharma image was covered in cracks under Shan Hui's claw shadow that could split rocks and divide gold.

Suddenly, a terrifying demonic sound pierced the ears. It barely escaped and yet caused countless human cultivators to bleed from their seven orifices!

The colossal beast that emitted the demonic sound had the body of a goat, the face of a human, tiger teeth, and human claws. Its eyes were under its armpits, and its enormous mouth seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and the earth.

Its devouring law creates a black vortex that even light cannot escape. Ordinary spells, magical artifacts, and even the power of the primordial spirit vanish as soon as they get close: the Demon God Taotie.

According to ancient texts, this monster is the offspring of a divine dragon and a sheep.

Therefore, many of them are in the form of sheep, with sheep horns replaced by dragon horns, and faces and bloody mouths on their chests and abdomens. Of course, given his status, he only obtained a small amount of innate Qi, so his bloodline purification may not be perfect. At this moment, he runs and crashes in all directions, swallowing mountains and rivers with extreme ferocity.

High above it, a streak of light wandered about.

Lady Wanmiao was tall and slender with sharp eyes. At this moment, she was fully focused on the battle, her lips slightly pursed, controlling seven flying swords of various colors, looking extremely heroic and dashing.

Although the monsters below roared and attacked continuously, Lady Wanmiao remained calm and composed. Her primordial spirit and magical power circulated throughout her body, and she pushed the Wanmiao Yin-Yang Technique to its limit. Her eyes seemed to hold the blossoming of countless flowers, as well as the solidification of countless sorrows.

After several rounds of fighting, although she suffered minor losses, she also managed to gauge her opponent's strengths and weaknesses. Instead of launching a powerful attack, she unleashed seven Heavenly Evil Seven Emotions Needles.

Seven fine, thread-like needles of desire, specifically designed to target the soul and the seven emotions, silently burrowed into the depths of the gluttonous beast's soul, following its insatiable greed.

The gluttonous demon god's gaping maw paused slightly, and a strange, intoxicating light appeared in its fierce eyes.

At this moment, boundless greed, heart-devouring thirst, and the pleasure of possession were amplified infinitely by Lady Wanmiao. She was not fighting against the law of devouring, but feeding her desires!
"Foolish child, how pitiful. You have never been satisfied since the day you were born. Since you are never satisfied, then let you wallow in bliss." Madam Wanmiao's lips parted slightly, as if she were sighing and pitying, and a glint of light flashed at her fingertips.

"Ugh—Awooo!!!" The Taotie's massive body suddenly stiffened, and seven vital points simultaneously exploded with a burst of ethereal flames.

At this moment, its consciousness was completely immersed in the boundless gluttony illusion it had woven, devouring that illusory world, to the point that it forgot to defend against the real killing intent.

The giant mouth remained open, its eyes still filled with greed. Its soul had been corrupted and pierced by the most wicked and seductive desires, and its life force had been extinguished.

An ancient, ferocious god who instilled fear in countless living beings met such a bizarre end in a corner of the great formation.

As the saying goes: "The five aggregates entangle the body, obscuring its true nature; the six sense objects defile the mind, causing it to lose its true essence."

If a dream is real, causing one to become so engrossed that it's difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, then if one falls in the dream, their physical body will also go to the underworld.

On the other side of the battlefield, the opponent of the evil patriarch Yang Xiao was the nine-headed, eighteen-winged ghost chariot!
Nine ferocious bird heads of different shapes spewed out dark Netherworld Fire, bone-corroding poisonous wind, and filthy demonic sounds, while the eighteen sky-covering bone wings stirred up fierce winds that tore through space, creating a raging inferno.

Whether a normal ghost chariot has eighteen bone wings is unknown; perhaps it is a mutated demon with impure blood.

Upon seeing this, Yang Xiao's eyes flashed with bloodlust, and he unleashed the Five Fiends Primordial Qi from his hand. Within the gray-black chaos, there were the origins of all kinds of evil spirits, such as the Greedy, Ignorant, Arrogant, and Doubting Qi, the Fierce, Resentful, and Poisonous Qi, and the Yin Demonic and Filthy Qi.

Then, instead of using any magical artifacts, he directly merged his body with the Qi, transforming into a chaotic demonic shadow that supported the sky and the earth, and actively swept towards the ghost carriage.

The Nine Netherworld Demon Fire of the Ghost Chariot burned on the Primordial Qi, but instead of igniting it, it was forcibly pulled, devoured, and melted by the chaotic Qi! The bone-corroding poisonous wind was assimilated by the fierce resentment and venom.

The filth, defilement, and bone-corroding evil spirits were neutralized by the malevolent and wicked demons!
The innate divine power that the nine-headed demon god was so proud of actually became the nourishment for Yang Xiao's Hunyuan Gang Qi!

"Five Fiends Primordial Treasure Mirror - Collect." Yang Xiao grabbed Gui Che and in the instant his mind trembled, he slapped the top of his head. The natal treasure mirror that had once clashed with Huai Zhenzi's Qian Tian Demon-Slaying Sword reappeared, even more refined and ferocious than when they fought on the Golden Summit of Clouds.

The surface of the treasure mirror is filled with five evil spirits, and at its center, a black vortex that devours everything forms.

The head of the ghost chariot, spewing demonic sounds, was facing the treasure mirror. It felt its soul tighten, and then an overwhelming force pulled it off its neck, turning it into a wisp of turbid blood light that was swallowed by the treasure mirror.

"Gah!" The excruciating pain and fear finally overwhelmed the ferocity, and the remaining eight heads let out a shrill scream, while the huge demonic body instinctively retreated frantically.

However, Yang Xiao was no ordinary person. His body was surrounded by a pillar of Hunyuan Gang Qi, and a treasure mirror floated above his head, making his fierce aura even stronger.

With a series of ruthless and fierce spells, Yang Xiao killed the Ghost Chariot Demon Saint. With Lin Xuance's cooperation within the great formation, the demon was unable to escape even with its best efforts and was killed by Yang Xiao.

The Chaos Shadow, an ancient sorcerer spirit, is formless and intangible. It is formed from the powerful resentment left behind by the fall of ancient beings and the chaotic primordial energy of heaven and earth. It exists between the real and the unreal, and can freely traverse spatial nodes, stirring up the malevolent energy of heaven and earth, disrupting the five elements, damaging people's foundation, and is extremely difficult to deal with.

At this moment, the witch spirit transformed into a twisted and writhing shadow. Wherever it passed, space folded, the five elements became disordered, and the sword energy, immortal light, and thunder talismans laid out by numerous cultivators twisted and collapsed, as if all the power of order was rejected by its "chaotic" laws.

The shadowy figure lunged forward, and wherever it passed, many cultivators from the Tongxuan Realm collapsed and died instantly. Strangely, the cultivators who fell to their deaths varied in cultivation level, with no fixed number. Sometimes, even Nascent Soul True Monarchs were killed in one lunge, while Core Formation cultivators survived with horrified expressions.

Daoist Lu Cheng, dressed in a plain robe, stepped out into the void, his expression serene as still water. The five elements of immortal energy swirled around him, and the five colors of light—gold, cyan, blue, red, and yellow—formed a five-colored halo that enveloped him for ten zhang.

When the two first met, their energies reacted as if they were fire and water, like natural enemies.

The shamanic spirit suddenly pounced, and for some reason, upon seeing Lu Cheng, it felt an inexplicable surge of anger that it could not control.

The five-colored halo around Lu Cheng instantly moved forward, encircling him.

Despite the witch spirits roaming and launching surprise attacks, causing chaos and impacts from the earth, fire, water, and wind, the five-colored light wheel remained as stable as a rock, mutually generating and restraining each other to form a unified whole, eliminating, transforming, and stabilizing all chaotic and malevolent energy.

"Neither existence nor non-existence? As long as the concept of 'I' exists, it can be killed!" Lu Cheng's eyes blazed with golden-red divine light as he captured the "core" of the witch spirit, which had solidified instantly by absorbing the chaotic power of the five elements.

In fact, its essence is extremely special; if it could be achieved:
When no thought arises, every moment, every thought is in a state of "emptiness," and even Lu Cheng has no way to deal with it.

But if one truly reaches that level, they are no longer a demon or monster.

Lu Cheng Daoist gestured with his right hand, and suddenly five incomparably sharp flying sword lights split out from the five-colored light wheel!
"Sword intent forms momentum - Severing the Void!" The five flying swords did not slash directly, but under Lu Cheng's sword technique, they formed a five-element sword domain cage containing life, death, illusion, and endless cycles, which instantly contracted.

"Chirp!" A sharp, piercing screech echoed through the soul!

The chaotic spirit was like ice and snow thrown into a furnace; its chaotic form rapidly disintegrated under the power of the laws of the Five Elements.

The essence is the Fifteen Transformations of the Mysterious Heaven.

Qi, the Five Elements and Taoist practices.

God, Ten Volumes of Heavenly Demon Strategy, Divine Path Refining Divine Technique.

These are the three parts of Lu Cheng's Taoist cultivation, independent yet interconnected and integrated. They are based on the Samadhi True Fire, which is repeatedly burned, refined, and combined into one.

The Chaos Witch Spirit tried to become ethereal, but was frozen in the void by the Five Elements Sword Domain; it tried to escape, but was imprisoned by the Five Elements Light Wheel.

The sword domain ultimately converges at a single point!
boom!
The core of the dark purple primordial resentment was completely pierced and annihilated by the indestructible five-colored sword light.

The distorted, chaotic shadows vanished without a trace, like snow being poured over boiling water, leaving only a slowly fading void in place.

With a single sword strike, order is restored.

Lu Cheng slowly withdrew his hand, his body surrounded by the Five Elements Immortal Qi, effortlessly, as if he had merely brushed away the dust from his clothes.

However, behind this nonchalant attitude lies absolute strength and a profound crushing power over the Five Elements Laws.

The Great Dao of Innate Power is a rare lineage that can encompass multiple Great Daos of Laws, but at the very beginning, one needs to integrate one's entire body's Dao, Law, and Body into one system, which is inherently extremely difficult.

(End of this chapter)