Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Three thousand elite dragon soldiers responded to the call, and blue and purple lightning poured down, crashing into the crowd.

The dragon race's lightning power is extremely strong and intense. Although it is not as terrifying as Feng Zhi's, it is the natural nemesis of all evil and poisonous arts.

Tan Suiting stood in mid-air, expressionless, coldly looking down.

Any Gu Master touched by the lightning would have their Gu Qi instantly burned away, their body explode, blood mist would splatter everywhere, and limbs and broken bones would roll all over the ground.

Screams, explosions, the cracking of bones, and the mournful cries of Gu worms mingled together, echoing throughout the entire valley of southern Xinjiang.

Tan Suiting gripped the Fenglian Sword in his palm, his wrist flicked, and his figure flashed rapidly, enveloped in silver-blue lightning, instantly charging into the core altar of the Gu Ruins.

Su Boyu was forced to retreat repeatedly, and fear finally appeared in her eyes.

He raised his hand and unleashed the Rebellious Heart Gu, only to find that it had no effect on this person at all.

He roared fiercely, "Tan Suiting! You're insane! It's just Xie Weixing, and you want to destroy my entire clan?!"

Tan Suiting's eyes were filled with chilling coldness and overwhelming killing intent: "The only mistake I made was not grinding you to dust sooner. Su Boyu, even if I go to hell, I will tear you apart and make you kneel before my senior brother to beg for forgiveness."

Feng Lian's sword flashed with a cold light, and the sharp blade was drawn from its sheath!

Su Boyu poured all her spiritual power into creating a thick barrier, but it collapsed instantly under the crushing pressure of a mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm expert.

The sword wind pierced through, and the next moment—

"boom--!"

A tremendous force shoved Tan Suiting outwards, and he landed on the ground with one foot to steady himself.

Su Boyu quickly hid at the edge of the altar.

At that moment, a towering black mist suddenly erupted from the depths of the earth.

"boom--""

The earth cracked violently, and countless pitch-black Gu worms spewed out from the fissures, blotting out the sky and the putrid aura instantly suppressing the thunder.

A hunched, sinister black figure stepped out, shattering the miasma. His body was shrouded in Gu mist, and thousands of insect shadows writhed beneath his skin. Dark green Gu patterns covered his face, and his single dark green vertical pupil gleamed with a fierce light, full of violence and ruthlessness.

Chief of a clan in southern Xinjiang.

He looked up and saw the Gu Ruins churning with blood, corpses strewn everywhere, and the stench of Gu poison mixed with the stench of blood permeating every corner of the desolate valley.

Three thousand dragon soldiers, their lightning blazing, crushed the remaining scattered Gu masters who had fled. The entire ancient Gu clan had been reduced to a living hell.

Seeing his clan destroyed and his descendants wiped out, he finally couldn't hold back and took action.

Tan Suiting flipped his wrist, drew his sword again, and looked at him coldly.

The old man's withered hands, thin as twigs, gripped the Gu Bone Scepter tightly. Several ferocious Gu worms coiled at the scepter's head. His vertical pupils were fixed on the young man before him. His hoarse, broken voice, filled with overwhelming ferocity, shook the surrounding blood: "You brat, how dare you trespass into my Gu Ruins ancestral land and slaughter my thousands of clansmen!"

"You rely on your lineage as a member of the Eastern Sea Void Dragon Clan to act arrogantly and domineeringly, destroying my ancient foundation and killing my clan's members. Do you really think that no one in the Southern Frontier can deal with you?!"

He lived for nearly a thousand years, killing countless people throughout his life, and never took younger cultivators seriously.

In his eyes, the dragon youth in front of him was nothing more than a junior who acted recklessly because of his family background and bloodline. Even if he had good talent, he was not qualified to trample on his clan.

"Kill your clan members?" Tan Suiting repeated these words, grinding them lightly between his lips, letting out a cold laugh, and softly uttered two words, "Wrong."

"What I want is for you all to die without a burial place."

"Insolence!" The old man suddenly raised his arm and waved it. "How dare this junior be so arrogant!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless poisonous insects, like dark clouds, covered the sky. They carried with them a highly toxic miasma that could corrode the soul, and condensed into a giant black claw. With a world-destroying force, it slammed down on Tan Suiting!

The remaining Gu formations around him were activated at full power, and thousands of Gu patterns climbed upwards along the space, attempting to imprison the dragon's lightning and block all his escape routes.

The dragon soldiers on all sides were on high alert, their purple lightning surging as they rushed forward to protect their master.

Tan Suiting raised his hand to stop him.

He stood in the center of the swirling black mist, his black and gold dragon-patterned robe torn and billowing, his gilded crown gleaming coldly, his eyes filled with piercing, sharp edges: "Your Southern Frontier lineage is nothing but despicable sin, and its destruction today is well-deserved."

"Today, I will make you admit defeat wholeheartedly."

As soon as the cold words fell, Feng Lian was suddenly drawn from his sword.

"Azure Mirror Locks the Heavens—" Tan Suiting gripped the sword hilt with his knuckles, flicked his wrist, and raised it high. His eyes narrowed, and he roared coldly, "Godslayer!"

The cold jade silver sword suddenly pierced through the air, and ten thousand feet of silver-blue lightning spiritual power soared into the sky!

The purest and most potent power of the dragon race is the nemesis of all evil and poisonous creatures in the world.

This is not the Azure Mirror Locking Heaven Meteor God Killing Technique of the Golden Core Realm.

His Highness the Crown Prince has reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and can even fight against ordinary late-Nascent Soul cultivators.

Moreover, the poison from the Southern Frontier was completely suppressed by the lightning power of the Eastern Sea Taixu Dragon Clan.

With the force of a thunderbolt, Feng Lian cleaved through the thick black mist with a single sword strike, tearing apart the countless ferocious Gu worms in the blink of an eye, and crushing the Gu magic barrier that the people of Southern Xinjiang were so proud of with overwhelming force.

The speed is too fast for the naked eye to detect.

The old man's pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief.

The young man before them possessed an extremely pure bloodline; he was definitely not an ordinary member of the dragon race!

He used all his cultivation to activate the Gu armor to protect his body, but in the face of the purest lightning power and the world's number one divine sword, the heavy Gu armor was as thin as paper.

"laugh--!"

The sharp blade pierced through the skull.

Before he could even let out a scream, the head of this powerful clan leader, who had dominated the southern border for a thousand years and was infamous for his ferocity, flew into the air and his body shattered with a crash.

Along with his soul and his natal Gu worm, he was burned to ashes by the lightning, his soul and spirit completely scattered.

With a single sword strike, everything vanished into thin air.

The black mist suddenly dissipated, the rampant poisonous insects were completely incinerated, and the dark oppressive force that had weighed on the southern border for a hundred years vanished in an instant.

The entire room fell silent.

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Single update today, taking leave, will resume normally tomorrow.