Zhu Xian: Get ten times the talent, the sword opens the gate of heaven

High in the sky, divine lightning continued to bombard down.

After a full minute of thunder, Zhang Xiaofan remained standing amidst the lightning.

His aura not only did not weaken in the slightest, but became even stronger.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

It was as if it sensed that Zhang Xiaofan had not been destroyed, and that Zhang Xiaofan was growing stronger.

High in the sky, thunder roared violently, obscuring the sun and churning the earth.

Suddenly, countless divine lightning bolts gathered together, forming a giant thunder dragon.

The colossal thunder dragon, hundreds of feet long, was enveloped in lightning, and suddenly roared:
"boom!"

With a roar, the mist within a radius of ten thousand meters was dispersed, and the golden light barrier set up by the thirty high monks below instantly cracked.

The twenty-seven eminent monks, including Fashan, who were in the golden light, felt a violent shock in their brains and excruciating pain under the roar of this thunderous dragon, and blood instantly flowed from their seven orifices.

Upon seeing this, Master Puhong quickly said:

"Go back, go back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Puhong and the other thirty eminent monks sprang to their feet and ran as fast as they could in their lives toward the distance.

They ran for a full kilometer before stopping.

Master Puhong looked at the hundred-zhang-long thunder dragon composed of countless bolts of lightning high in the sky and felt that even he, a cultivator at the Taiqing realm, was like an ant under this thunder dragon.

He never expected that the Heavenly Punishment Thunder would condense into a giant thunder dragon, something that had never been recorded in ancient books.

It seems that Zhang Xiaofan is simply too monstrous, defying the heavens to condense a hundred-zhang-long thunder dragon from the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder.

"Amitabha!"

Master Puhong chanted a Buddhist prayer and said:
"Form the Vajra Formation once more!"

Upon hearing this, the thirty eminent monks, including the Venerable Pude, though they had retreated a thousand meters away, none of them underestimated the power of the thunderous dragon high in the sky.

They immediately channeled their energy and unleashed thirty golden rays, which once again condensed into a golden light barrier around their bodies.

Fashan stared blankly at the thunderous dragon high in the sky. Even from a great distance, he felt as if his heart had stopped.

At this moment, he was not confident that Zhang Xiaofan could survive under the thunder dragon.

It wasn't that he lacked confidence in Zhang Xiaofan's strength, but rather that the thunderous dragon high in the sky was simply too terrifying.

"boom!"

At this moment, a deafening roar resounded as the giant thunder dragon in the sky condensed to its peak and crashed down on Zhang Xiaofan below.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at the thunderous dragon hurtling down from the sky, his eyes filled with horror.

Because the power of this thunderous dragon completely surpasses the full-force attack of the Zhuxian Sword Formation after activating the Heavenly Secret Seal.

Even he wasn't confident he could handle it.

"Here comes the sword!"

Zhang Xiaofan gave a low shout, and the Blood Soul Sword flew into his hand automatically.

Then, with one hand forming a hand seal, the supreme true methods of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demonism within his body simultaneously circulated, and the mysteries of the four volumes of the Heavenly Book were activated. He chanted incantations and said in a deep voice:

"The righteousness of heaven and earth will last forever. We don't seek to kill immortals, but kill ghosts and gods!"

In an instant, a giant dragon, hundreds of feet long, condensed outside his body, enveloping Zhang Xiaofan.

However, the dragon at this moment is no longer the azure dragon of the past, but a dragon of three colors: azure, red, and gold, with mysterious golden runes rotating throughout its body.

At this moment, the thunderous dragon was already approaching.

"cut!"

Zhang Xiaofan roared and soared into the sky, slashing fiercely with his Blood Soul Sword!
"Roar!"

The dragon sword energy slammed into the thunder dragon in an instant. "Boom!"

The thunderous dragon and the dragon sword energy collided, unleashing a shockwave that could annihilate heaven and earth, which rippled outwards.

The blank jade disc below shimmered with golden light, blocking the aftershocks.

A thousand meters away, Master Puhong and others activated the Great Brahma Prajna with all their might, and the golden light barrier shone brightly, blocking the aftershocks that came from a thousand meters away.

At this moment, everyone looked over and saw that the giant dragon sword aura that Zhang Xiaofan had unleashed had vanished into thin air, but the thunder dragon still existed, only now it was mostly gone, with only forty feet long remaining.

However, even this forty-foot-long thunder dragon still exuded an aura of annihilation emanating from above.

"Roar!"

The thunderous dragon roared and instantly slammed into Zhang Xiaofan.

An unparalleled force blasted Zhang Xiaofan straight down from the sky, sending him flying hundreds of meters into the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

Everything went black, and he fainted.

At that moment, the thunder in the sky dissipated, and the blazing sunlight shone down.

The endless fog that had previously obscured the surroundings had vanished completely after the devastating onslaught of the Heavenly Punishment Thunder.

A kilometer ahead, the land was devastated, devoid of trees, and littered with shattered boulders and rubble.

The cliff ahead was covered with countless cracks.

Only the blank jade disc, shimmering with golden light, remains perfectly preserved.

"Benefactor Zhang!"

Master Puhong cried out in concern, removed the golden light barrier, and rushed quickly toward Zhang Xiaofan, who was a thousand meters away.

They moved so fast that they covered a kilometer in less than ten breaths and arrived at the edge of the deep pit.

Looking down, Zhang Xiaofan lay naked in the deep pit.

However, at this moment, his naked body was covered in blood and flesh, with not a single unscathed spot.

In many places, the wounds were so deep that the bone was visible, and the bones inside were broken.

His head was also a bloody mess, and his long, blood-red hair had been completely destroyed by the thunder dragon.

At this moment, Faxiang and the others also rushed over.

Faxiang looked at Zhang Xiaofan in the deep pit, unable to bear the sight, and said with compassion:

"Master, is Junior Brother Zhang still alive?"

"Alas!" Master Puhong sighed deeply. In this terrible state, how could anyone possibly survive?

Even the ancient divine beasts were beyond dead.

With a sigh, Master Puhong turned away, his aged eyes moistening as he said:
"Lift up Benefactor Zhang, prepare the best coffin, and send him to Dazhu Peak of Qingyun Sect so that he can return to his roots!"

“Okay…” Faxiang responded slowly, his tone heavy and weak.

Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's gruesome state in the deep pit, the monk Pukong breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself:
Have a good death!
With Zhang Xiaofan dead, the world lost a great demon, and the righteous path lost a formidable enemy.

Fashan immediately jumped into the deep pit. Looking at Zhang Xiaofan, covered in blood and with not a single unscathed piece of flesh, a truly pitiful sight, tears welled in his tiger-like eyes. He shouted in a rough voice:

"Junior Brother Zhang, you died a terrible death."

"You helped me break through to the Shangqing Realm, and I haven't even had a chance to repay your kindness yet. How can you bear to leave me?"

Fashan sobbed and cried out, and as she cried out, she reached out with her one arm to hug Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Fa Shan's tiger-like eyes snapped open, his face lighting up with joy as he stared at Zhang Xiaofan in disbelief. Then, he pressed his head against Zhang Xiaofan's blood-soaked left chest, listening intently.

Upon hearing Fashan's extremely unexpected "hmm," Master Puhong immediately turned around, staring intently at Zhang Xiaofan, and, panting heavily, asked loudly:
"Fashan, is your heart still stirring?" (End of Chapter)