OBS Chapter 8 Rescue
Chapter 8 Rescue
Chi Luo wielded the Burning Prison Blade with impenetrable force.
Streams of blazing demonic flames shot into the sky, fiercely slashing towards the descending lightning.
However, the extremely powerful and yang lightning caused it to tremble violently, its demonic body to turn black, its demonic flames to dim, and it even spat out blood.
In an instant, You Ji's figure split into hundreds of shadowy figures, indistinguishable from the real ones, and fled in all directions, trying to avoid being locked onto by the Thunder Prison.
However, the lightning strikes in the Purple Heaven Thunder Domain were incredibly dense and swift. When the divine lightning struck, it struck down along with her illusory image and her true form.
No matter how elusive her movements were, dozens of shadowy figures were still accurately struck by the lightning, letting out shrill screams amidst the blinding flashes of light.
When its true form was forced to appear, the black veil covering its body was completely torn, revealing pale skin covered with scorch marks. Its aura was extremely weak, clearly indicating that it had suffered severe internal injuries.
The surging, blood-soaked Yellow Springs River was especially targeted by the thunderous lightning.
Countless thunder dragons plunged into the blood river, where the supreme yang thunder power clashed fiercely with the supreme yin blood evil, unleashing a series of violent explosions!
The blood river evaporated at a visible speed, losing less than one-tenth of its power.
The crevice at the source was also struck by several exceptionally thick bolts of lightning, causing it to vibrate violently and almost close.
"Chongming! How dare you..."
The Palace Master of Zichen was both shocked and furious. Under the continuous bombardment of countless Purple Heaven Divine Lightning like a storm, cracks had appeared on the surface of his Myriad Demon Star Shield, and the demonic light was rapidly dimming.
He himself also needs to expend a lot of demonic energy to maintain himself, and his blood and qi are churning.
"To protect the lineage of the Dao, what is there to lose in this life!"
Master Chongming's voice carried the lingering resonance of thunder. Although his face was pale and his breath had dropped due to excessive exertion, his aura was as strong as the midday sun.
He controlled the Thunder Prison, bombarding it relentlessly!
He was determined to strike hard against these three villains in one fell swoop!
The three people in Zichen Palace are in an unprecedented predicament.
The Purple Star Palace Master's defenses were in dire straits, and Chi Luo and You Ji were seriously injured, greatly reducing their combat strength.
Seeing that Lei Yu's power was not diminishing, the consequences of continuing the stalemate would be unimaginable.
Just as the Palace Master of Zichen's eyes flickered, and he was about to retreat and use a secret technique to escape, another unexpected event occurred!
From the distant eastern horizon, a sharp sword cry, like a phoenix's cry echoing through the heavens, pierced through layers of space and clearly reached the battlefield!
A dazzling, thousand-foot-long sword aura ripped through the void. With a speed beyond comprehension, it fiercely slashed towards the crumbling Netherworld!
This sword strike was stunning and fierce! It contained an invincible swordsmanship will and boundless magical power!
"Sizzle!"
The underworld that shrouded the battlefield was actually cleaved open by this earth-shattering sword strike, leaving a huge gap!
The violent sword energy and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in instantly, greatly impacting the stability of the Netherworld.
Meanwhile, in another direction, a bright, full moon slowly rose.
A vast expanse of clear moonlight shone down.
Wherever it passed, the remaining demonic energy dissipated, and the disturbing atmosphere of the underworld was greatly weakened.
The moonlight shone on the light screen of the Immortal Mountain of Crossing Calamity, and the originally dim light screen regained some brightness at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Senior Brother Chongming! We are late!" A clear male voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of a sword.
"You demonic fiend, how dare you offend the celestial academy!" A female voice filled with murderous intent rang out.
From the east, a handsome middle-aged cultivator with sharp, sword-like eyes arrived in an instant, stepping through the void.
It was Elder Chongyang of the Dao Academy's Celestial Patrol Division.
On the other side, a female cultivator dressed in a moon-white embroidered robe, with an elegant and noble demeanor, and holding a magical artifact radiating bright moonlight, also quietly appeared.
It was Elder Shuiyue of the Dan Ding Division.
The Taoist Academy reinforcements have arrived!
The Purple Star Palace Master's face turned extremely ugly.
The powerful Master Chongming, who was willing to burn his life essence, was already difficult to deal with, and now two more Dao Academy elders with strength no less than his have arrived.
Especially Chongyang's sword, which was extremely sharp and perfectly countered his demonic arts.
The situation today is completely beyond repair.
"Chongming! Chongyang! Shuiyue! The gifts bestowed upon us today, our Lihentian Palace will repay a hundredfold in the future!"
The Palace Master of Zichen shouted angrily, his voice filled with resentment.
He suddenly slammed the already cracked jade ruyi in his hand against his chest, spitting out a mouthful of his natal demonic energy.
He shouted sternly, "Blood escapes the heavens, hatred endures! Go!"
A dense, blood-red light instantly enveloped him, as well as the injured Chi Luo and You Ji.
The three figures suddenly blurred, turning into a blood-red thread.
With incredible speed, it pierced through the not-yet-fully-closed gap in the Netherworld and merged into the void.
The three of them vanished without a trace in an instant, their very presence completely gone.
As its master fled, the underworld receded rapidly like a tide, disappearing into the starry sky.
The starry sky reappeared, and the bright moon shone, as if the earth-shattering battle just now was nothing but a dream.
Only the lingering aura of thunder in the air and the violently fluctuating spiritual energy of heaven and earth testified to the perilous events that had just transpired.
Chongyang and Shuiyue flashed and arrived beside Master Chongming.
Shuiyue immediately sent out a healing spiritual light, which entered Chongming Zhenren's body to help him stabilize his injuries and deplete his vital energy.
Chongyang then flicked his sword, and a dazzling sword light swept across the surrounding void, completely dispelling any remaining demonic thoughts.
"Thank you to my two junior brothers and sisters for coming to my aid in time."
Master Chongming's expression softened somewhat, and he nodded to the two of them.
"Senior brother, you've worked hard to protect the Dao seed." Shuiyue's tone was respectful.
Chongyang's gaze swept over the still-shaken youths in the immortal mountain below, and he said in a deep voice:
"The actions of the Lihentian Palace this time are no small matter. We should not linger here; we must return to the mountain gate as soon as possible."
Master Chongming nodded, mustered his strength, and together with Chongyang and Shuiyue, cast a spell to stabilize the Du'e Immortal Mountain.
The immortal mountain then transformed into an even faster streak of light, accelerating towards the direction of the Dao Academy.
Within the immortal mountain, the thousands of youths who had witnessed the entire event fell into a long, deathly silence.
Everyone's face was filled with shock, lingering fear, and the most direct awe of power.
Qin Feiyu's mouth gaped open, and it took him a long time to find his voice, which trembled with immense excitement:
"Look...do you see that? Those lightning bolts...and that sword...and that moon..."
Lu Ming slowly loosened his grip on the stone pillar; his body was soaked in sweat.
He gazed at the now-calm starry sky, overwhelmed with emotion.
The powerful and eerie Lihentian Palace, and the vast and unpredictable Purple Heaven Divine Thunder...
All of this far exceeded his previous imagination of the word "cultivation," and even far surpassed his experience in the dream trial.
This is not an idyllic pastoral story, but a world of spiritual practice filled with brutal struggles and life-or-death trials.
Protection and destruction can be separated by a mere instant.
Lu Ming stared intently at the sky, an unprecedented longing burning within him.
He yearned for power in order to better control his own destiny.
So that one day in the future, when it's time to protect something important, I won't just be a helpless bystander.
The Taoist temple will be the starting point for all of this.
The Immortal Mountain of Crossing Calamity carried the group of youths, cutting through the silent Milky Way, and heading towards the gate of the Taoist temple.