After the Great Dao died

He slowly drew his longsword.

On the Thunder-Shining Sword, intense lightning flashed continuously, like tiny lightning dragons constantly swirling across the sword!

Chen Ling's murderous intent swept over the area like an overwhelming wave, engulfing the entire world.

"Alright."

Chen Lingxi raised her head and glanced at everyone!

The Purple-Clad Marquis was pulling his spear out of the rubble, his eerie eyes filled with solemnity!

Yuan Yuan hovered above the clouds, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his face was covered with a bronze mask like Wu Mohe's, making it impossible to discern his emotions!

Xi Yu stood on the willow leaf, the green mark between his eyebrows glowing slightly!

Wu Mohe had retreated to the edge of the battlefield at some point, and his deep eyes beneath his mask were fixed on him.

A smile appeared on Chen Lingxi's lips.

"Now that I possess great power, how could I possibly miss this opportunity... to kill you all!"

The next moment, Chen Ling flipped the Thunder-Illuminating Sword he had been washing his hands in his! The lightning on the sword shone brightest at that moment!

He activated the Heavenly King Thunder Sword and used the Cloud Soaring Technique, and his entire body shot out from the Bridge of Longevity like a falling comet!

The speed was unbelievably fast, and he also gained a clear understanding of the Cloud Soaring Technique, becoming even more proficient.

The clouds beneath his feet merged with the thunder, and the clouds were interspersed with tiny flashes of lightning, pushing Chen Lingxi's speed to a new level.

He was like a meteor carrying thunder, streaking across the sky and heading straight for the woman in purple!

The Purple-Clad Marquis raised his head.

His eerie eyes reflected Chen Lingxi's terrifying figure, and his expression became extremely solemn.

He took a deep breath, and his blood and energy suddenly exploded!

This white-haired, purple-robed marquis had unleashed his full potential, pushing his vital energy to its limit!

His vital energy had reached the eleventh level of the Profound Realm, making him incredibly powerful!

He is almost one of the strongest people among the native inhabitants of this world!

But now, facing Chen Lingxi, whose aura had suddenly surged, he had no choice but to go all out. He gripped the two-zhang-long spear with both hands, and the energy emanating from the spear exploded forth as if ignited!

The blood and qi surged and roared around him, like a giant dragon coiled around him!

The purple-robed marquis stepped forward, his figure bursting forth, and his spear thrust out fiercely!

The tip of the spear was imbued with all the vital energy of his eleventh profound realm.

The spear shot out like a dragon, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the sky, and collided violently with the three-colored meteor in the void.

The moment the sword light collided with the spear's aura, a terrifying shockwave and a burst of light erupted!

The light was too bright!

It then illuminated half of the sky.

The terrifying shockwave swept past like a tornado of natural disaster.

After the collision, the Purple-Clad Marquis let out a muffled groan and his figure was violently pushed back hundreds of feet!

He looked down and saw that there was a gash in the web of his hand where he was holding the gun, and blood was seeping out.

The blood was mixed with extremely fine, pale golden arcs of electricity, hissing and crackling as they relentlessly eroded his wound. The Purple-Clad Marquis raised his head, looking at Chen Lingxi, his eerie eyes filled with apprehension.

Chen Lingxi gave him no chance to catch his breath!

He activated his cloud-riding technique once more, and the Heavenly King Thunder Sword in his hand was like a real thunderbolt, each strike carrying the power of heavenly thunder!

His sword techniques were not complicated; they consisted of a slash, a chop, a flick, and a sweep, each strike incredibly fast!

The four-colored sword energy on the sword drew beautiful arcs in the void, forcing the Purple-Clad Marquis to retreat repeatedly.

The Purple-Clad Marquis gritted his teeth, his blood surging as he thrust his spear, each thrust carrying immense power!

The spear's energy pierced the air as if a thunderclap had suddenly sounded!

But the more he fought, the more frightened and terrified he became.

Chen Lingxi's sword light was too intense.

The sword's momentum seemed endless.

The spiritual energy above it surged like a tide, wave after wave, stronger and stronger, threatening to completely engulf him in the endless sword light!

At that moment, Yuan Yuan made his move! His black robe and wide sleeves suddenly billowed in the wind, and he swooped down from the clouds like a night owl spreading its wings!

Before he even arrived, his palms were already out. He clapped his hands together in the air, and his blood and qi surged toward Chen Lingxi like a raging wave.

The blood and qi were extremely hot, and as they surged, they evaporated the surrounding clouds into nothingness.

At the same time, Yuan Yuan unleashed three profound martial arts techniques of qi and blood almost instantly.

The first martial art transformed into a long blade of blood and energy, slashing down at his head!

The second martial art transformed into countless fine threads of qi and blood, wrapping around him from all directions!

The third martial art transformed into an incredibly thick barrier of qi and blood, blocking the Purple-Clad Marquis's path!

The simultaneous use of three martial arts techniques revealed Yuan Yuan's profound and unfathomable cultivation.

But Chen Lingxi was simply too powerful at this moment.

Without even turning his head, he unleashed the Heaven-Seizing Seal with ferocious force.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of several hundred feet was forcibly seized by this divine power and suddenly transformed into three large handprints in the void.

Each handprint was over ten feet in diameter, with three-colored light swirling between the five fingers. The three giant handprints struck down in succession!

The three profound martial arts techniques were completely destroyed by the three Heaven-Seizing Seals.

Yuan Yuan's expression changed instantly, and his figure floated back several feet. For the first time, a trace of solemnity appeared in his dark jade-like eyes.

He originally thought that no matter how strong Chen Lingxi was, he was only relying on some kind of external force and his foundation was unstable. As long as he joined forces with the Purple-Clad Marquis, they could suppress him.

"Alright, let's kill the ones who helped first."

A slight smile appeared on Chen Lingxi's lips.

The Purple-Clad Marquis is at his last gasp and won't last much longer.

Yuan Yuan is clearly stronger than the Marquis of Purple Robes!

At this moment, Chen Lingxi turned and shot upwards like a human-shaped lightning bolt, heading straight for Yuan Yuan in the void!

Under his profound understanding, the Cloud Soaring Technique almost underwent a transformation. Within the azure clouds, there seemed to be several extremely fine and subtle pale golden arcs of electricity, moving at an extreme speed, just like a real thunderbolt piercing the sky.

Yuan Yuan's pupils contracted slightly, and he clasped his hands together in front of him.

His qi and blood surged like a vast ocean, creating waves! But Chen Lingxi's sword flashed!

"The Heavenly Drums sound twelve times!"

The twelve heavenly drums erupted with a thunderous roar. Twelve sword lights descended from the sky!

Yuan Yuan grunted and his figure floated backward for hundreds of feet.

He raised his head, and his dark, jade-like eyes beneath the mask were filled with solemnity.

Chen Lingxi, however, did not hesitate at all.

He raised his longsword high, and the many brilliant lights on the blade shone brightest at that moment.

The light was so intense, it was as if a heavenly king was wielding thunder!

He wielded the Thunder King Sword, transforming it into an even more terrifying bolt of lightning.

The Purple-Clad Marquis had recovered some of his strength and blood. He threw his spear, leaped into the air, and stood on the two-zhang-long spear to come to Yuan Yuan's rescue.

The three fought a battle that shook the heavens and the earth.

Wu Mohe was not far away, watching Chen Lingxi and the white-haired, purple-robed marquis. At this moment, he was terrified.

"How...how did this person become so powerful?" Wu Mohe's mind raced: "I exposed the peddler's divination, which must have offended Chen Lingxi. Chen Lingxi killed those two, and he will surely kill me!"

He couldn't help but shiver.

With this thought in mind, Wu Mohe had already made up his mind.

"We can't hold back our trump cards any longer, otherwise, forget about any lethal weapons, my head will probably be chopped off by Chen Ling too!"

Suddenly, the vortex of sword intent around Wu Mohe expanded to its maximum.

Countless blazing white sword beams burst forth from the vortex, like a reversed waterfall of sword energy splashing towards the two martial arts cultivators at the ninth level of the Qi and Blood Realm in front of them.

As the sword's edge flashed, the two martial arts cultivators were forced to retreat repeatedly, having no choice but to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

Taking advantage of this moment, Wu Mohe threw out a magical treasure from the Hongdong Bag.

It was a wisp of cloud, as light and airy as a wisp of morning mist held in the palm of one's hand, nothing special.

But when Wu Mohe flicked his finger, the cloud rose with the wind and instantly transformed into a galloping horse.

The galloping horse was formed entirely of clouds and mist, and the sound of wind and thunder could be faintly heard as its hooves thrashed about. Wu Mohe mounted the horse, and the cloud-like steed galloped away at an astonishing speed, quickly leaving the two imperial generals behind.

"To have wasted this life-saving treasure here without gaining anything in return is truly a losing proposition," Wu Mohe thought to himself.

The cloud-like horse carried him, moving as fast as a white streak of light, and was about to burst out of the world shrouded by the eight banners.

But at that moment, Wu Mohe's expression suddenly changed. In front of him, three huge dark red banners had silently closed in.

The three banners were extremely large and tall, each about ten zhang high. On the banners, the blood and qi of many martial artists flowed, exhaling unimaginably thick spiritual energy.

It is truly strange that a martial artist with qi and blood could wield a banner of spiritual energy.

Yet those three flags echoed each other, subtly forming an extremely complex combined attack formation.

Where the flags were joined, the spiritual light locked up the void within a radius of a hundred feet, like an inverted cage.

"With this formation, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape!"

Wu Mohe's eyes darted around: "Why not borrow Chen Lingxi's power?"

He immediately took out a jade book from the Hongdong bag and infused it with his divine sense.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please make your move and break through this great formation!" A moment later, a mysterious sword light suddenly arrived.

The sword light arrived extremely fast, and it was wrapped with layers of lightning.

The lightning bolt was like a bolt of lightning that stretched across the sky, tearing through all obstacles and striking straight into one of the troops!

Rumble!

The moment the sword light slashed into the army, hundreds of silver-bone warriors were swallowed up by the terrifying lightning before they even had time to scream!

Along with the dark red spiritual light emanating from the banner, and the Nine-Turn Qi Blood General who was guarding the banner, they were all reduced to dust in this lightning!

The great formation was torn open by this sword light, and the originally seamless flag cage collapsed under this sword!

Wu Mohe was dumbfounded.

Then he was overjoyed.

He quickly urged the cloud-like horse to gallop out of the crevice.

With a surge of spiritual energy from his body, the speed of the cloud-like galloping horse increased even further, and in the blink of an eye, it had already rushed hundreds of feet away.

He thought to himself, "Although I lost that life-saving cloud-like magic treasure, at least I saved my life, so it wasn't a complete loss." "As for that killing cauldron, let Chen Lingxi fight the court officials for now, until they are both severely injured..."

I might have a chance to fish in troubled waters.

Just then, he suddenly heard a sound beside his ear...

"Fellow Daoist, there are still karmic debts between us that haven't been settled. Where... are you going?"

The voice was calm, yet contained a terrifying pressure.

It was like the thunder of a heavenly drum, shaking Wu Mohe's heart!

Wu Mohe's breathing suddenly stopped!

He turned his head sharply, and in the flow of his divine sense, he sensed a bridge of spiritual light hurtling toward him from behind!

It is the Bridge of Immortality!

However, this Bridge of Immortality is even more mysterious than before.

...Another wondrous technique!

Chen Lingxi had somehow shaken off the Purple-Clad Marquis and Yuan Yuan. He stood with his hands behind his back at the head of the Longevity Bridge.

The myriad wonders robe fluttered gracefully on his body, making him appear like an immortal descending from the clouds.

Wu Mohe's expression finally changed.

Almost the instant he saw the Bridge of Immortality, he unleashed the full power of the galloping cloud horse.

The cloud-like horse let out a neigh, and its speed increased several times over, becoming as fast as a white lightning bolt streaking across the sky.

But that wondrous bridge to immortality is just too fast!

At this moment, the Bridge of Longevity spans the sky, not only moving at an astonishing speed, but also subtly revealing extremely profound Daoist charms as the runes on the bridge flow.

These layers of Daoist energy acted like tangible shackles, locking up the void surrounding the galloping cloud.

Wu Mohe was horrified to discover that no matter how he urged the cloud-like galloping horse, its speed was rapidly decreasing.

And the Bridge of Immortality crashed down on him from behind.

With a loud bang, the Bridge of Longevity slammed into Wu Mohe!

Wu Mohe felt an unimaginable force crashing down from behind, slamming heavily into the dissipating clouds and mist. The fluctuations of his spiritual energy were in complete chaos! He struggled to lift his head, his eyes beneath the mask staring at the young man in black robes stepping off the Bridge of Immortality, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Chen Lingxi...you..."

Chen Lingxi didn't waste a single word.

With a flash of sword light, Wu Mohe's head rolled off his neck.

This rebel king, who called himself a human immortal, and this powerful figure at the tenth level of Qi cultivation, died!

All of this happened too fast.

Chen Lingxi didn't even sheath his sword; he silently activated his cloud-riding technique.

In a flash of sword light, it transformed into a bolt of lightning, soaring straight into the clouds.

But all that could be seen were three celestial boats appearing and disappearing in the clouds.

The three women from the celestial boats quickly activated the formation, connecting the three celestial boats together. The three streams of spiritual energy continued to grow stronger, transforming into beams of light that crushed towards Chen Lingxi.

Under such a formation, even cultivators at the ninth level of Qi cultivation must temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

But such an attack was nothing in front of Chen Lingxi at this moment. Chen Lingxi neither dodged nor avoided, and the lightning magic around his body lit up on its own.

The beams of light vanished instantly upon hitting Lei Yi.

Chen Lingxi crashed into the pillars of light that filled the sky. Lightning flashed, and wherever he passed, the pillars of light shattered and spiritual energy dissipated!

In a fleeting moment, the sword flashed.

A beautiful head flew off the neck.

Upon seeing this, the other two women simultaneously showed despair in their eyes.

Chen Ling continued his swordplay without pause, delivering two more strikes that slew both women to death.

At this point, all three women from the Sky Boat had perished.