Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

Chapter 1198 - 1198 Ba Snake, Nine Infants, and the Remnant of the Immortal Lord (2)

1198 Ba Snake, Nine Infants, and the Remnant of the Immortal Lord (2)

Seeing the demonic light appear, both Bai Yunzi and Scarlet Feather revealed looks of joy.

The demonic light descended, and Zhou Sheng’s sword visibly slowed down.

On the other side, Chen Zhu Long let out a muffled grunt.

Conversely, the Scarlet Feather Demon King’s blade glowed even more intensely.

With the enhancement of the demonic light, Bai Yunzi’s electric radiance became dazzling to the extreme.

“Daoist Heavenly Wheel, endless cloud lightning. This is the pinnacle of Heaven and Earth Lightning Dao!” Bai Yunzi, empowered by the demonic light, summoned a bolt of lightning to strike down.

Chen Zhulong gritted his teeth and struck out with his palm, colliding with the lightning.

Then, he was enveloped by the lightning, and his dragon scales cracked all over.

“Roar—”

His body uncontrollably transformed into the illusion of a towering Torch Dragon phantom.

This was a manifestation of his power being shaken to the point where he couldn’t control it.

Surprisingly, this lightning could harm him, an accomplished Golden Immortal!

“Haha, Heavenly Cloud Lightning, the pinnacle of all lightning. Today, I…” Bai Yunzi laughed arrogantly and brought down the lightning with both hands.

However, before he could finish his words, a sword light descended from the sky, slashing toward him.

He sneered and knocked the lightning away.

The power of lightning and thunder was the nemesis of sword cultivators.

What sword cultivators in the world did not dare to face head-on was the power of lightning and thunder.

A sword cultivator who dared to attack in front of his lightning bolt had a death wish!

“Boom!”

The lightning enveloped the sword light.

Lightning flashed.

The lightning dissipated.

Bai Yunzi’s mouth hung open, his face filled with confusion.

Chen Zhulong clenched his fists slightly.

Qin Zhao Yuan’s excitement showed on his face, muttering softly, “I knew he would come…”

Beside him, Qin Ziyue, who had transformed into a lion, had a glint of determination in her eyes.

“This kid actually came…” Zhou Sheng murmured, a few faint halos of light appearing around his sword. His aura also gained a touch of seriousness compared to before.

“The pinnacle of all lightning?” Han Mu Ye’s expression remained calm as he looked at Bai Yun Zi, pointing his sword forward. “Purple Lightning King?”

Bai Yunzi snorted coldly, and lightning gathered in his hand again.

He did not believe that there was a sword cultivator in the world who could break his Cloud Lightning Heavenly Wheel.

“Lightning.”

As he spoke, endless lightning turned into a sea of lightning, descending from the heavens.

This was the Daoist cloud lightning, empowered by the strength of the demon clan.

Within this sea of lightning, all things could be refined!

Looking at the sea of lightning, Zhou Sheng narrowed his eyes.

Even a Golden Immortal sword cultivator wouldn’t have an advantage against this sea of lightning; they would be suppressed.

Dragon shadows surged around Chen Zhulong’s body as he stared at Han Muye.

“Lightning?” Han Muye shook his head gently, then stepped into the sea of lightning.

“Boom!”

Behind him, the phantom of a Kui appeared.

The lightning turned into whirlpools, drawn between the two horns of the Kui, then descended upon its head.

“Buzz!”

“Roar—”

The Kui phantom materialized and roared at the sky.

Streaks of lightning struck down, enveloping the entire Wind Roar Ridge.

The power from the array that had been reinforced earlier withdrew, transforming into a golden light screen, resisting the lightning from the sky.

“Kui!”

“Divine beast bloodline!”

“Lightning Dao Divine Beast!”

Cries of astonishment rose from below.

The lightning on Bai Yunzi’s purple spear was guided by the power of the Kui, converging forward.

Behind him, the power of the Cloud Lightning Heavenly Wheel surged forward uncontrollably.

The Dao Sect’s Cloud Lightning and the pinnacle of the lightning Dao became a joke.

Bai Yunzi’s face twisted in disbelief.

“How is this possible…”

He was hailed as the Purple Lightning King, and all his cultivation was in the Dao of lightning.

Be it the Bitter Immortal Realm or the Dao Sect, the tyranny of the lightning Dao was something that outsiders did not dare to touch.

Yet now, his proud lightning Dao power was nothing against the opponent.

No, everything had become the opponent’s nourishment.

“Go to hell—”

With a low roar, Bai Yunzi soared into the air, thrusting his long spear toward Han Muye’s head.

Even without using the power of the lightning Dao, he was an unparalleled expert in the world, the Purple Lightning King capable of contending with a Void Transformation expert!

The spear pierced through the clouds.

Radiant rays of light surged for thousands of feet.

In an instant, he had broken through and was within three feet of Han Muye.

Chen Zhu Long’s expression changed, about to make a move, but he saw Han Mu Ye slowly raise his arm, index and middle fingers held close together.

“Break.”

With a gentle word, the cyan sword light at his fingertips blended together.

“Ding!”

The sword light on his fingertip collided with the spear.

The purple spear trembled, and the spear shattered inch by inch!

Bai Yunzi’s face flushed red, and the void in front of him suddenly expanded before exploding.

With a single finger, Han Muye pierced through his spear, shattering all of his attacks!

The strength of this finger was beyond imagination!

“Good!” Chen Zhulong shouted, his eyes shining.

“Fine sword.” Zhou Sheng smiled and stared at the slowly dissipating green sword light on Han Muye’s fingertip.

“Boom!”

Only now did the lightning in the sky clash with the defensive light on Wind Roar Ridge.

Layer upon layer of light shields shattered.

The lightning directly broke through the defense, turning Wind Howl Ridge into ruins.

This scene caused the troops under the Purple Lightning Bandits and Heaven Immortal Demon King Xiang Tian to tremble in fear.

If this strike had landed on them, they all would have died.

“Boom!”

The lightning continued, pouring like torrential rain.

At this moment, not only did the sea of lightning in the sky not dissipate, but it also became even more magnificent.

Zhou Sheng frowned and looked at the increasing sea of lightning. “That’s not right. This lightning…”

Others stared in astonishment at the lightning sea, then at Han Muye.

Wasn’t this lightning too powerful?

The Scarlet Feather Demon King turned around, gazing at the lightning with a slight tremor in his body.

A stray bolt of lightning fell toward him.

His expression changed, he didn’t try to block it, but instead retreated hastily, grabbing a demon clan warlord and shielding himself.