Brother Who Determines the Fate of the Nation: My Great Emperor's Cultivation Level Exposed by

Lu Qingyun's patience had run out.

He raised his hand, and sword intent condensed from his fingertips into a three-zhang-long bluish-white sword beam, which slashed down diagonally.

This isn't a warning; it's a killing blow.

The spiritual pressure of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator was fully released in this attack, compressing the air into a tangible form.

The young disciple in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment in the front row didn't even have a chance to react. His flying sword shattered into iron slag in his hand, and he was blown away seven or eight zhang by the sword wind, crashing into the mountain wall and spitting out a large cloud of blood mist.

The Grand Elder used his Gengjin Divine Sword to block the second sword beam, but the golden light barely managed to block it. However, his entire arm was numb from the shock, and the stone slab beneath his feet cracked.

"Scatter and form a formation!" the elder roared hoarsely.

More than 300 people did not disperse.

They pushed forward one step.

Lu Qingyun frowned, and the third sword fell, this time carrying 70% of his strength.

A bluish-white sword light drew an arc, sweeping over the heads of the twenty-odd people in the front row, its spiritual pressure crushing them.

More than a dozen Foundation Establishment stage disciples groaned in unison, blood seeping from their seven orifices.

Three of them fainted on the spot, while the rest gritted their teeth and held on, their wrists trembling as they held their magic weapons in front of them, but their feet did not move.

Chen Tiangang stood behind watching, his smile growing wider and wider.

"Elder Lu, don't be polite to ants, just crush them."

Lu Qingyun ignored him and unleashed his fourth sword strike, this time aimed at the Grand Elder.

The Gengjin Divine Sword met the attack head-on, and the golden light and sword light collided in mid-air with a loud bang. The Grand Elder was knocked back five steps, and the old wound at the corner of his mouth reopened, with blood dripping down his chin.

The fifth sword followed immediately.

The elder gripped his sword with both hands, and the golden light surged to its limit as he took the blow head-on. However, his knees buckled for a moment, and a section of the stone slab beneath his feet collapsed.

A Nascent Soul cultivator at the early stage versus a Nascent Soul cultivator at the peak, still bearing old wounds, risked his life for every sword strike.

"Get out of the way." Lu Qingyun's voice was icy cold to the bone.

"I won't hold back with my next strike."

The Grand Elder wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, half of the golden Gengjin Divine Sword was stained red with blood.

He looked up and grinned.

"Come."

The sixth sword strike landed.

This sword strike contained more than 70% of Lu Qingyun's true essence, and the sword intent solidified into a tangible form, even leaving a white mark in the air.

The Grand Elder crossed his arms to block, and the Gengjin Divine Sword let out a mournful cry, a crack appearing on its blade.

He was blasted away, crashing through two ancient pine trees that were as thick as two people could hug, and his back slammed into the mountain wall, where half of his body became embedded.

"Elder!"

Several Golden Core elders rushed forward, but were swept away by a residual wave from Lu Qingyun, spitting blood and rolling on the ground.

The elder struggled out of the mountain wall, his black robe mostly torn, his left arm hanging at his side, the bone broken.

He used his right hand to plant the Gengjin Divine Sword in the ground as a crutch, supporting himself as he stood up. His steps were unsteady, but he did not change direction and remained blocking the middle of the road.

The mountain path was covered in blood.

More than 300 people were killed, but not a single one of them ran away. Those who were still standing took a step forward and shielded their fallen comrades behind them.

On the main peak of the Vajra Sect.

The sect leader stood on the edge of the cliff, his hands gripping the railing, his knuckles turning white.

He looked at the crimson-stained mountain path in the direction of the Alchemy Peak, and watched his disciples being knocked down and getting up one after another. His lips moved a few times.

"Good children, all of them are good children."

He closed his eyes briefly, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible.

"The power of a god is beyond my ability to withstand."

At the foot of Alchemy Peak.

Lu Qingyun had already raised his seventh sword, aiming it at the Grand Elder's head. The sword intent was locked on, leaving no room for dodge.

The Grand Elder raised the Gengjin Divine Sword. The golden light had dimmed considerably, and the cracks on the sword were still spreading. It would shatter if the next blow landed on it.

He did not back down.

Chen Tiangang urged from behind, "Elder Lu, half an hour is almost up, let's make our move."

Lu Qingyun's sword fell downwards.

Just as the sword light was three feet above the Grand Elder's head, the entire Alchemy Peak trembled.

It wasn't shaking, it was trembling.

A deep, bone-chilling roar came from the depths of the mountain, like the simultaneous roar of ten thousand ancient beasts underground. The earth cracked open with this sound, and rubble flew into the air.

Lu Qingyun stopped wielding his sword.

He turned his head to look in the direction of Alchemy Peak, and the sword mark between his brows twitched violently.

Inside the mountain, in the center of a secret chamber.

The five-colored spiritual energies within Su Xuan's body no longer collided. Water, fire, metal, wood, and earth—the five primordial spiritual energies—found their respective positions in his dantian, connecting end to end and circulating endlessly.

Aquatic wood, wood generates fire, fire generates soil, native gold, gold generates water.

The five elements generate each other, in a continuous cycle, without end.

The primal power of the five sacred objects was compressed tighter and tighter in the cycle. The five colors devoured and merged with each other, the volume shrank, the concentration increased dramatically, and finally all the light condensed into a single point in the very center of the dantian.

One pill.

The size of a fist, with five colors flowing around it, and a flawless surface, its radiance is both restrained and outward. With each rotation, five colors light up and then go out in sequence, repeating endlessly.

The Five Elements Supreme Golden Elixir is complete.

The moment Su Xuan opened his eyes, the spiritual power in his dantian surged more than tenfold, and his Golden Core cultivation was completely stabilized at that moment.

But the spiritual pressure did not subside; it burst forth from within the body, shattering the four walls of the secret chamber and the five layers of defensive arrays, soaring into the sky from the cave.

A five-colored beam of light shot straight into the sky from the top of the Alchemy Peak, tearing open the entire sky.

The sky has changed.

Five-colored auspicious clouds gathered from all directions, covering the entire Vajra Sect's mountain gate. The spiritual energy within a hundred miles all surged towards the Alchemy Peak, becoming so dense that it condensed into mist.

Spiritual pressure.

A terrifying spiritual pressure, far exceeding that of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator, spread out from the five-colored pillar of light, overwhelming everything and crushing all obstacles.

Lu Qingyun's expression changed at that moment.

The sword in his hand fell to the ground.

It's not that I'm letting go willingly, it's that I can't hold on to it.

The spiritual pressure pressed down on him, rendering his peak Nascent Soul cultivation worthless. His knees buckled uncontrollably, slamming into the stone slab with a crisp sound.

Chen Tiangang, who was behind him, was in an even worse state. He couldn't even kneel properly and was pressed flat on the ground with his face against the stone slab. He didn't even have the strength to lift his head.

More than three hundred Vajra Sect disciples were also pinned down and unable to move, but they were kneeling in the direction of Alchemy Peak, their faces showing no fear, only ecstasy.

The Grand Elder knelt on one knee, supporting himself with the Gengjin Divine Sword as he raised his head to look at the top of the Alchemy Peak.

The cave gate shattered, and fragments scattered everywhere.

A young man in a gray robe stepped out from the debris.

Five-colored divine light swirled around him, his gray robes fluttered without wind, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were like lightning as he looked down at everyone below.

Su Xuan.

Early stage of Golden Elixir.

Lu Qingyun raised his head, looking at the figure in mid-air. His pupils reflected five-colored light, and his lips moved slightly, but he didn't say a word.

This is not the spiritual pressure one should have at the Golden Core stage.

this is not.

Blue Star, forbidden land.

"He's out! He's out! Su Shen has emerged from seclusion!"

The barrage of comments on the screen had completely obscured the image; only the same sentence was being spammed across the entire screen.

"Congratulations to Su Xuan on his advancement to the Golden Core Realm!"

"Congratulations to Su Xuan on his advancement to the Golden Core Realm!"

"Congratulations to Su Xuan on his advancement to the Golden Core Realm!"

Halfway up the Alchemy Peak, Su Xuan looked down at Chen Tiangang, who was pinned to the ground, and then at Lu Qingyun, who was kneeling on the ground. A slight twitch appeared on his lips.

"Who gave you the audacity to run wild in my Vajra Sect?"