Chapter Seventy-Nine: Violet Night Divine Thunder

  The properties of Xianjie Tianhuo are like those of a flesh fly that attaches to bones - once it sticks, it's not easy to shake off.

  Zhang Feng's right shoulder was struck by that heavenly fire from the Xian realm, immediately opening a hole as big as a small finger. The wound was surrounded by charred blackness, and one could still see tiny purple flames dancing around it. The smell of burnt human flesh made people involuntarily cover their noses.

  Even if Zhang Feng has gone mad, he is still a living being after all, and the pain that is unique to living beings is still there.

  The pain brought by the heavenly fire of the immortal realm is not comparable to the suffering caused by ordinary flames. The scorching, tearing sensation is as if it burns from the flesh all the way to the heart, as if there is also a ball of fire burning in the heart.

  Zhang Feng's muscles convulsed uncontrollably, and his remaining left hand kept producing various colored glows that frantically slapped at the small flames on his right shoulder, trying to extinguish them. However, no matter how hard he tried, the flames seemed to have taken root in him, only swaying slightly before recovering their original state.

  Li Yan's Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword swooped down, while Dongfang Baotian and several other elders who had exhausted their last bit of energy from the previous attack looked pale-faced as they watched the golden light slash down, hoping in their hearts that Li Yan could kill this demon with one blow, otherwise they would have to start preparing their wills.

  Zhang Feng was busy to the point of being flustered, using every means at his disposal, yet he couldn't extinguish the small flame burning on his shoulder. All he could do was watch helplessly as the wound on his right shoulder gradually grew larger, being slowly consumed by the heavenly fire from the immortal realm.

  Just as he was trying to put out the flames, a loud whooshing sound came from above his head, accompanied by an unusual disturbance in the air around him. He suddenly remembered that there was still a flying sword hovering above his head.

  "Damn it!" Zhang Feng cursed loudly, it was all because the scorching feeling of the heavenly fire from the immortal realm was too painful. He had actually forgotten about the sword on his head that was taking his life away. At this moment, he couldn't care less about the heavenly fire burning on his right shoulder, and with great effort, concentrated his spirit, his body shook violently, and finally managed to dodge the golden light of the Xuanyuan Wind Thunder Sword by moving horizontally several meters before it struck him.

  A loud, deafening boom, Dongfang Bát Tiān, who was lying on the ground, only felt a violent tremor of the earth, and almost got bounced off the ground. Before he could steady his body, a long golden light strip had already brushed past him from beside, disappearing into the ground without a trace.

  "Run fast!" Dongfang Batian struggled to get up, grabbed Tingting who was lying beside him, and shouted at the several elders on the side who were shocked and pale-faced, then took off running.

  Several elders suddenly woke up from their dreams, hastily picked up their seriously injured companions, and with the little strength they had just recovered, desperately followed him in his frantic escape.

  The ground suddenly shook violently, several times more intense than before. Dongfang Bátian, who had just run out for over ten meters, stumbled and fell to the ground, but quickly got up again, carrying Tingting on his back without looking back as he continued to flee.

  Rumble, rumble, rumble——a low roar came from the ground, and the earth suddenly bulged with one mound after another. Next, a pale golden light column pierced the ground, shooting out from the bulging mounds. Far away, countless pale golden light columns shot straight into the clouds, amidst the chaos, there was another unique charm.

  Although this scene has a different beauty, the few people present do not think so. The pale golden light pillar is none other than Li Yan's gathering of the heaven and earth's primordial energy with his Xuanri Fenglei sword.

  Li Yan's previous sword did not cut Zhang Fu, and the sword that was withdrawn could not be stopped, cutting into the ground, and the enormous power gathered on the sword poured into the ground.

  The primordial energy of heaven and earth, although a power between heaven and earth, should theoretically dissipate into the ground and return to the space between heaven and earth. However, the primordial energy gathered by Li Yan has far exceeded the range that this land can bear, so although that massive energy has escaped Li Yan's control, it cannot disperse smoothly and can only transform into countless streams of energy, wandering around, and the pale golden light column is born from this.

  Although the energy density of these pale golden light columns is far from comparable to the heavenly yuanqi gathered by Li Yan with the help of the Xuanyuan Sword earlier, even if a few people were at their peak strength and took one hit, they would probably need to go back and rest for ten days or half a month. What's more, now that everyone is exhausted, if they take another hit, they can only rely on their physical bodies to withstand it.

  Most people have not yet become stupid to the point of thinking that their physical body is indestructible. The reason why cultivators can be fearless of guns and cannons is because they can use energy to set up a protective shield outside their bodies, or simply add a defensive spell array. This does not mean that their physical body is really that strong. However, my physical body has gone through the heavenly tribulation, and it's naturally not something that these people can compare with.

  In the current situation, only Zhang Kuang and Li Yan are slightly better off. Dongfang Batian and several other elders have exhausted their powers and can only roll around to avoid the pale golden light pillars that occasionally erupt from the ground.

  Fortunately, the pale golden light pillar was quite intimidating each time it shot out, and the ground shook like a quake, so although Dongfang Ba Tian and others were somewhat disheveled, they had not been hit yet.

  "Hey, don't look down on these guys, they're actually quite impressive when they fight." Wú Chénzi watched the interlocking pale golden light columns below, his mouth making sounds of amazement, and he couldn't help but rub his fists together, eager to rush down and join in the thrilling battle.

  "I didn't expect to see two ordinary cultivators who can borrow the primordial energy of heaven and earth today, it's really surprising." I said lightly while dodging the pale golden light column. In order not to let the mysterious person lurking on the side know their true abilities, I had to pretend to be struggling to dodge.

  "But that old man's attack earlier was quite good, gathering the heavenly fire of the immortal realm into a line and focusing it on one point, increasing its power significantly, worthy of praise." Wu Chenzi turned to me with a smile, I nodded silently in agreement.

  Concentrating energy into a single point for a pinpoint attack can produce more devastating destructive power than a surface attack. A high-pressure water gun used by humans can knock down a strong man with a small stream of water, which is based on this principle.

  However, the heavenly fire of the Xian realm is not something that can be compared to a high-pressure water gun. It's one of the three absolute fires in the universe, and ordinary cultivators can't even summon it, let alone condense it into a line for a pinpoint attack.

  So when I and Wú Chénzi saw Dōngfāng Bàtiān able to condense the heavenly fire of the immortal realm into a line for a dot attack, even with my and Wú Chénzi's cultivation, and knowing he was borrowing the power of an immortal artifact, we couldn't help but praise him.

  "But this possessed person is too weak, right? Can't even handle a little bit of heavenly fire from the immortal realm, it's really disappointing." Seeing Zhang Kuang dodge the pale golden light pillar and start patting the flames on his right shoulder again, Wuchenzi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

  With Wu Chenzi's strength, even if he was burned by the heavenly fire of the immortal world, at most he would only feel a bit troublesome and would never appear to be running around frantically. Therefore, in his opinion, Zhang Kuang really disgraced the title of demonic cultivator, truly losing face for all demons.

  "Hehe, it can't be said that way." I smiled and said, "Don't mention those who have been possessed by demons, even if they are demons, when they were first formed from the gathering of yin energy between heaven and earth, they were weak and pitiful, just like human babies, they didn't know anything, and it's only after many years of exploration that they gradually understand how to use their own power.

  Zhang Feng initially entered the demonic realm and didn't know how to use the power of the possessed demon, although he has now become a complete body, but I think it's just that his physical abilities have been enhanced somewhat. The power of the demon can only be exerted at most 30%, and it's not surprising that he can't handle the heavenly fire of the immortal realm, after all, that thing is really annoying.

  "Speaking of demons, I recall one that I met 400 years ago. What an interesting fellow he was." Wu Chenzi licked his lips and chuckled: "400 years ago, when I was searching for a place to cultivate in seclusion, I inadvertently encountered a demon who had been born over 600 years ago. The battle we fought was earth-shattering, truly exhilarating! Unfortunately, the little guy insisted on experiencing human life and refused to cultivate with me, otherwise I wouldn't be so bored now."

  Wu Chenzi let out a sigh, shaking his head in frustration, thinking to himself that he shouldn't have parted ways with that guy so easily back then. If only he had known that he would spend hundreds of years without finding a worthy opponent, he should have stuck with that kid and wouldn't be so bored now.

  I know that demons are born with great power, and their cultivation is only to explore how to use their own strength, unlike human cultivation which requires self-improvement. This is also the difference between demons and humans.

  So the demon that Wú Chénzi said was born six hundred years ago, means learning to use its own abilities for six hundred years. This long period of time is enough to allow the demon to exert its full strength. In this way, it can be evenly matched with Wú Chénzi, a cultivator who has passed the Tribulation, and there's nothing strange about that.

  Want to fight? Don't forget about me! I'll beat you until you're satisfied. I grinned strangely at Wú Chén Zǐ, thinking in my heart whether I should go ask Xiǎo Jīn what other powerful spells he had that I hadn't used yet, and right now this guy was a good target to practice on.

  "Hey, hey, hey!" Wú Chén Zǐ hastily waved his hands. "Fighting is only fun when it's with someone on the same level as you! If I fight you, I'll just get beaten up and that's no fun at all. What's the point of just getting hit? No way, I'm not fighting you!" He may seem simple-minded, but he's not an idiot. Seeing my mischievous grin, he knew I wanted to use him as a practice dummy, and he wouldn't agree to something so frustrating.

  "Alas, what a pity! I've learned so many powerful spells that I haven't even had a chance to use yet. The power is too great and I'm afraid of losing control. And now, finally having found someone who's willing to engage in a fierce battle with me, you're not even willing to exchange blows? What bad luck!" I sighed, gazing at Wú Chénzi with a look of regret, making him shake his head repeatedly, feeling grateful that he hadn't agreed, or else who knows what kind of state he would have been beaten into.

  "Ah, this...this..." Wú Chén Zǐ stuttered for half a day, feeling that he really couldn't continue to entangle himself in this topic. He changed the subject and asked: "Look, Zhang Feng still can't extinguish the Heavenly Fire of the Immortal Realm. Shouldn't we lend him a hand? If the Heavenly Fire burns him to death, probably not even his soul will be left. How would we explain that to Tingting?"

  I couldn't help but smile to myself, how could I not see through Wú Chénzi's thoughts? At this point, I didn't make things difficult for him either. I explained: "Don't worry, the heavenly fire of the immortal realm and the demonic creatures' original yin energy are originally from the same root. I think Zhang Kuáng is being foolish, he actually didn't use his own original power, otherwise he would have extinguished the fire long ago."

  "But let's help him out, otherwise it's not a good idea to let him keep jumping around like this." I said with a smile, stretching out my hand and carefully drawing a line on my chest, a very weak aura immediately shot out from my fingertips and disappeared into the ground.

  "Aren't you the one who said there's someone lurking nearby and we shouldn't show our true strength? How dare you still make a move?" Wu Chenzi asked.

  "Don't worry, I just borrowed a bit of the excess energy from this place. Besides, there's excess energy flowing everywhere here now, and I'm being so cautious. That sneak peeker over there didn't even notice." I said with a smile. The excess energy was running wild all around, causing the energy to be in disarray. If that sneak peeker could still detect my small movements in such a chaotic environment, then I'd admit defeat.

  Dustless child opened his mouth, seemingly still having doubts. I smiled and waved my hand, pointing downwards and said: "Look, if you weren't by my side, would you be able to tell that it was me who moved?"

  Wu Dunzi had no choice but to swallow his doubts and gaze downward, where he saw Zhang's tall and sturdy figure darting in and out of the interlocking dog-toothed pale golden light columns like a wisp of thin smoke, his left hand still patting the wound on his right shoulder.

  At this moment, a pale golden light column suddenly shot out from the ground without warning, rushing straight towards Zhang Fren. Zhang Fren was greatly shocked, and with all his might, he twisted his waist and flipped backwards, his entire body presenting an eerie inverted 120-degree angle, barely dodging the pale golden light column.

  "Unfortunately, he dodged it after all. It seems you've gone to a lot of trouble for nothing." Wú Chén Zǐ sighed.

  With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the sudden burst of pale golden light was my doing, and he shook his head with some regret.

  "Don't be in a hurry, take another look." Chu Bai said with a faint smile.

  As soon as the words fell, the ground not far from the pale golden light column that had just appeared suddenly rose, and then three pale golden light columns rushed out in a pin shape, aiming directly at Zhang Kuang who was still twisting his body in mid-air.

  He was at a loss, now suspended in mid-air and his body had already lost balance to avoid the pale golden light pillar just now. Moreover, the three pale golden light pillars were too close to him, and it was too late to use flight techniques again. He could only gather air on the surface of his body, hoping to barely withstand it.

  Three pale golden light columns converged into one in front of Zhang Feng, immediately enveloping him within. The torrent of energy made him stumble, and as the light column shot upwards, he was thrown tens of meters into the air.

  Zhang Feng barely stabilized his body, the shield around him rubbing against the energy rushing past him at high speed, emitting a loud rumble, with small sparks flashing from time to time, only to be swallowed up by the pale golden energy torrent in an instant.

  Zhang Feng was shocked, the power contained in the pale golden light column that wrapped him was unexpectedly strong, even more so than Li Yan's borrowed sword gathering heaven and earth's primordial energy. The defensive shield he set up for himself trembled incessantly in the energy flow, he could feel his own strength rapidly draining away in the confrontation with heaven and earth's primordial energy.

  Zhang Feng struggled to open the shield, his hands flashing with a faint blue light in front of his chest, and amidst the flow of energy and the deafening din, he shouted: "Break! Break! Break!"

  With his drinking voice, three thunderbolts exploded within the pale golden light column. The cylindrical pale golden light column suddenly bulged outward and then quickly returned to its original state. By this time, Zhang Yue had already taken advantage of the opportunity to escape from that terrifying energy column.

  Seeing him escape, Dongfang Baotian and several other elders who had already left the danger zone let out a sigh of relief, with a look of disappointment on their faces. Li Yan, standing aside, didn't show it as clearly, but there was still a hint of disappointment on his face.

  Zhang Feng couldn't care about them, and he quickly gathered his nearly scattered powers. Just now, within that terrifying pale golden light column, his powers had been impacted by the vast heavenly energy and were on the verge of collapse.

  The only thing that delighted him was that the Xian Tian Huo, which had been burning on his right shoulder and making him suffer, had been completely extinguished, and it could be said that he had benefited from the disaster.

  "How's that? My little trick wasn't discovered, was it?" I asked Wú Chénzi with a smirk in mid-air. Just now, I had quietly manipulated the nearby chaotic flows of heavenly energy to merge them together, and also added a bit of my own collected heavenly energy, causing this massive force to take away the Xian Tian Huo burning on Zhang Feng's right shoulder.

  Because Zhang Yue was made quite embarrassed by this sudden heavenly yuanqi, the crowd absolutely did not think that someone would secretly lend him a hand. They only thought that Zhang Yue had good luck and wouldn't suspect anyone else.

  As for why the heavenly energy suddenly became so enormous, to be honest, there's nothing much to it. This place is filled with chaotic flows of heavenly energy everywhere, and energies that originally came from the same source are merging together, even attracting normal heavenly energy to gather here isn't anything strange at all.

  The excess of the primordial energy of heaven and earth caused a gradual subsidence of the anomaly, the pale golden light columns faded one by one, gradually transforming into countless golden light dots that dispersed and disappeared. These powers originating from heaven and earth finally returned to the embrace of heaven and earth once again.

  "Master Dongfang, can you still fight?" Looking at the gradually calming atmosphere, Li Yan turned to ask Dongfang Bati with a serious face.

  The latter tried to lift his hand to his chest to gather air, but only gathered a fist-sized flame that trembled and shook in the wind, flickered twice, and then went out with a wisp of blue smoke.

  "No, I'm completely out of energy, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you." Dongfang Bátian shook his head dejectedly and looked at Li Yan with a sorry expression. The several elders beside him also took a deep breath and operated their internal energy, then shook their heads in unison without speaking.

  "Is that so......" Li Yan murmured, slightly disappointed. Without the help of Dongfang Bao Tian and these few elders, he didn't dare say that he could defeat Zhang Kuang.

  In the distance, Zhang Feng floated in mid-air, his eyes filled with murderous intent gazing over here. Even though they were far apart, Li Yan could still feel the chill brought by his gaze, which seemed to have a physical presence, as it fell on him.

  "Master Murong, hold on for a moment, I'll stall this demon. You immediately retreat, and then I'll find another chance to escape." Li Yan urged, seeing Dongfang Baotian's face had a difficult expression, seemingly feeling that being defeated so badly was a loss of face, couldn't help but rebuke: "Now is not the time, don't think too much, as long as there are green hills, we won't be short of firewood."

  "But, Li Zongzhao, how can I bear to abandon you and leave? Such an unrighteous thing, I would not stoop to do!" Dongfang Bát Tiān's heart was full of willingness to escape, but he still had to put on a show of righteousness.

  "Ah, Master Dongfang, don't mind these things." Li Yan didn't know what he was thinking, patted the Xuri Fenglei sword in his hand, and said seriously: "I have a flying sword in my hand. Even if I can't beat this demon, it's not difficult to escape with my sword. It's better for you, Master, who are heavily injured, to leave as soon as possible."

  "In that case, I won't be polite to Master Li anymore. Master's life-saving kindness, Dongfang Bát Tiān will definitely repay." Dongfang Bát Tiān no longer insisted, bowed his hands to Li Yan, and turned back to summon several elders to prepare for withdrawal.

  Li Yan nodded, turned around and grasped the Xuri Fenglei sword, holding it high above his head. He took a deep breath and began to chant in a loud, measured tone, reciting an unknown incantation.

  The sky gradually darkened, and black clouds began to gather above Li Yan's head. The dark cloud clusters rolled over his head, and the thunder rumbled in his ears, making everyone's ears ache.

  Zhang Feng found that Dong Fang Ba Tian and others wanted to leave, whether it was for revenge or other reasons. He actually gave up continuing to accumulate strength and rushed over here.

  Ink-black smoke billowed and swirled around him, the loose mud on the ground was pushed aside by an invisible force, and in the midst of flying mud, a long, narrow ditch was ploughed out on the ground.

  Li Yan's expression was solemn, the Rising Sun Wind and Thunder Sword held flat in front of his chest. His left hand lightly stroked the sword body, and the flying sword suddenly trembled with a series of humming sounds.

  A loud thunder boomed in the sky, countless purple lightning bolts tore through the air, and the dark, heavy clouds were like a great mountain, making everyone feel extremely suffocated.

  "Monster, take my Purple Night Divine Thunder!" Li Yan said, a purple lightning bolt suddenly struck, hitting the Xu Ri Feng Lei sword in his hand. The purple electric light danced happily on the sword, but didn't harm Li Yan at all.

  "Zi Xiao Shen Lei?" I muttered in extreme surprise, hiding by the side, after hearing Li Yan's words.

  A deafening thunderclap suddenly boomed, countless purple lightning bolts zigzagged down, directly targeting Zhang Kuang who was charging straight at Li Yan. Caught off guard, he was instantly engulfed by the electric light and smoke, and was brutally struck by three thick purple lightning bolts into the ground, even the land beneath his feet was blasted out to form a nearly two-meter-deep pit.

  The purple lightning didn't seem to stop, continuously thundering down, filling the air with smoke and dust for a moment. The crowd's ears were filled with deafening roars, and their noses smelled a faint scent of burnt smell.

  "Ah!"

  A loud roar came from the pit, and Zhang Fēng, who had been suppressed by the purple lightning, finally ignited his anger. A black light column with a diameter of nearly two meters suddenly shot out from the pit and inserted straight into the cloud layer above.

  In the midst of the air, a layer of dark clouds rolled over, and the dark clouds were instantly dispersed by this massive force, revealing a blue sky. Without the existence of dark clouds, those purple lightning bolts that had been continuously attacking also came to a halt.

  Li Yan's face changed, and with a stern expression, he waved the flying sword in his hand. The purple electric light on the sword seemed to have dimmed a lot, and it took him a long time of dancing and waving to restore its brilliant luster.

  The dark clouds in the sky gathered again, but the gathering speed was even slower. In Li Yan's eyes, he felt an inexplicable annoyance in his heart.

  This Purple Thunder God originally relied on the power of the Sunrise Wind and Thunder Sword to attract heavenly thunder, then took advantage of the opportunity to manipulate the heavenly thunder to attack the enemy. Who knew that Zhang Feng would do something so unhelpful, dispersing the cloud layer necessary for attracting lightning, causing the ultimate attack technique passed down by the Sunset Sword Sect for a thousand years to be forcibly interrupted? It's really unknown whether he was lucky or did it on purpose.

  Li Yan was getting anxious, suddenly felt a wave of air fluctuations in front of him, and instinctively thrust the Xuriang Fenglei sword forward. The sword had just been thrust out when Zhang Kuang rushed to his front, throwing a straight punch at his chest, which seemed certain to hit the Xuriang Fenglei sword first.

  Li Yan let out a strange cry, and his old face suddenly turned green.

  The secret of manipulating the heavenly thunder with the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword is to first lure the thunder to strike, and then use a secret method to store the heavenly thunder in the sword. This way, it's equivalent to temporarily turning the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword into a flying sword with the same attribute as the heavenly thunder, thereby controlling the heavenly thunder to attack the enemy.

  It's just that the Thunderbolt state sealed within the Rising Sun Wind and Thunder Sword is extremely unstable, it's already dangerous to hold it in one's own hands, deeply fearing that a slight carelessness would lead to a massive explosion, yet now it's being used to clash head-on with the enemy, isn't that seeking death?

  Although he was frightened to the point of turning green, he could no longer retract the sword that had been thrust out and could only watch with his eyes wide open as it met Zhang Feng's fist shrouded in black air, secretly praying that nothing would go wrong.

  In Li Yan's eyes, which were filled with a mix of fear and helplessness, the electrically charged Sun Moon Wind Thunder Sword finally made contact with Zhang Kuang's fist...