A silent domain like a black hole suddenly expanded from within the Martial Soul, rapidly spreading along the bottom of the great seal.
To Lu Cangtian's utter horror, he felt his connection with the Mountain River Immortal-Suppressing Seal being severed inch by inch by a savage, devouring force.
The black-gold Martial Soul was like a bottomless abyss at this moment, voraciously devouring the immortal laws and surging spiritual power accumulated within the great seal over a thousand years!
The dark yellow glow on the surface of the great seal dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Damn it! What kind of bizarre divine ability is that?!”
Lu Cangtian's body shuddered violently. Under the backlash on his soul, he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Having lived for a thousand years, he had never heard of any soul puppet that could hold off an Eleventh Grade peak treasure with sheer physical strength while simultaneously absorbing and locking down the treasure's spiritual energy from a distance.
Meanwhile, as the Martial Soul bodyguard held the Mountain River Seal in a death grip, down on the ground, Su Yueli's figure was already trapped within the spatial web of the current Sect Master's Daluo Void Lock.
The black cracks produced by the shattered space slithered and sliced across her skin, flesh, and bones. They fell as dense as rain striking plantain leaves.
Chii! Chii! Chii!
“It worked!” The current Sect Master's face lit up with joy at the sight.
His spatial slicing could shred even high-grade magic treasures into scrap metal. No matter how strong this mortal martial artist's physical body was, there was no way she could—
However, before the joy could fully spread across his face, it froze completely.
Under the frantic slicing of countless spatial cracks, Su Yueli's loose black robe was indeed torn and shredded into large pieces. The fragments of the black robe drifted away in the wind, revealing not mangled flesh, but a spotless blue-and-white dress gently fluttering in the mountain breeze.
Beneath the blue-and-white dress, Su Yueli's neck and hands—fair as mutton-fat jade—and her legs hidden under the skirt showed not a single trace of blood under the frantic slicing of the spatial cracks. Instead, they faintly gleamed with a brilliant, noble color of glazed pure gold.
At this moment, the flawless golden bones and glazed flesh of the 【Myriad Tribulations Realm】 displayed a physical defense that was nothing short of a miracle.
The spatial wind blades, which were powerful enough to severely wound an Eleventh Realm cultivator, struck her skin and did nothing but kick up a series of brilliant golden sparks. They failed to scratch even her outermost layer of skin.
Her expression remained calm.
Under the current Sect Master's despairing gaze—his Dao Heart on the verge of collapsing—Su Yueli took a step forward with her right foot, walking through the web of spatial slices as if walking on flat ground.
Crack.
The solidified space was shattered beneath her foot.
Weathering the sky full of spatial cracks as if taking a casual stroll, she crossed a distance of a hundred yards and appeared directly in front of the current Sect Master.
“You... you're not human... Which ancient immortal's reincarnation are you?!” The current Sect Master let out a hysterical roar.
Facing a mortal threat, he no longer held anything back, completely burning his Eleventh Realm mid stage origin spiritual power.
“Law of Heaven and Earth, manifest!”
Rumble!
Following his thunderous shout, a massive, three-hundred-foot-tall blue immortal giant, enveloped in violent lightning and storms, rose from the main square.
The giant's face was identical to the current Sect Master's, and the divine pressure it emitted caused the surrounding white jade ground to shatter inch by inch.
The giant raised its massive blue palm, which was as large as a millstone, and brought it crashing down toward Su Yueli with a world-shaking, destructive force.
“Too slow,” Su Yueli said coldly.
She did not even look up at the massive palm descending from above. She simply raised her right hand.
Between her fingers, the Emperor-grade fist blade, Xiaohei, which had been disguised as a scrap-iron ring, seemed to fully awaken at this moment in response to the full-force strike of an Eleventh Realm grand cultivator.
Wring—!
A world-shaking hum of the blade erupted over Mount Cangyun, tearing through the heavens and splitting the earth.
The previously dull ring instantly erupted with an absolute darkness capable of swallowing even light itself. The might of an Emperor-grade Divine Weapon was fully unleashed.
Su Yueli simply pressed her fingers together like a blade and casually sliced forward.
Shua!
An extremely dark blade light, only a few inches wide and completely devoid of any luster, flashed across the void. That sliver of blackness left behind a pitch-black chasm in the void that refused to close for a long time.
In the next instant, the three-hundred-foot-tall lightning giant's massive arm abruptly froze in mid-air. Not just its arm, but a black thread began at the crown of the giant's head, running down between its brows, through its chest, all the way to its feet.
The harsh sound of shattering spiritual power rang out.
Bang—!
Under the dead silent gazes of the hundred thousand cultivators, the three-hundred-foot Law of Heaven and Earth, condensed from the burned origin of an Eleventh Realm mid stage expert, was sliced through by that black light. It was as fragile as tofu before a sharp knife. It was cleanly bisected into two perfectly symmetrical halves, before violently exploding into a sky full of blue light.
“Pfft—!”
The moment his Law of Heaven and Earth exploded, the current Sect Master's physical body felt as if it had been struck by lightning. He spat out a huge mouthful of his life essence blood in mid-air. Under the immense backlash, every bone in his body shattered instantly, and he crashed heavily into the deepest part of the high platform.
One strike. The Law of Heaven and Earth was physically split in two.
Su Yueli turned her head slightly. Against the backdrop of the shattering blue spiritual light, her white-painted ghost mask reflected a cold yet noble angle.
Xiaohei in her hand vibrated incessantly, seemingly craving even more flesh and blood.
On the high platform ahead, only one person remained.
Lu Cangtian.
“What kind of fucking monster is this...”
At the edge of the high platform, several leaders of the great sects, who had still been trying to summon their magic treasures to watch the show, were so terrified that they swore on the spot.
Without even bothering to say any parting words, they immediately lowered their flying swords and scrambled frantically toward the path down the mountain.
The Grand Elder was dead, and the Sect Master was crippled. This was no Centenary Advancement Ceremony; this was the King of Hell's roll call.
Looking at the blue light raining down from the sky, the retired former Sect Master, Lu Cangtian, felt his old hands, hidden deep within his sleeves, trembling violently.
He had lived for a thousand years and seen countless brilliant immortal geniuses, but he had never seen a cultivator who could tear a Law of Heaven and Earth of an Eleventh Realm mid stage expert apart with sheer physical strength.
This level of strength had completely exceeded his comprehension.
“She cannot be fought. This is absolutely an opponent we cannot match!”
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