Daoist Competition

Chapter 1599 - 185: Qi Sword of Formlessness Slays the Demon’s Skull

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Chapter 1599: Chapter 185: Qi Sword of Formlessness Slays the Demon’s Skull

Zhu Bogao, being a Demon Cultivator, feared the Xuanmen Sect’s Thunder Technique the most. Seeing the thunder strike down, he was exceedingly tense, naturally mustering all his strength to resist.

At this moment, countless streaks of Purple Lightning and Thunder Light in the sky descended straight down, crashing onto the Golden Spear Formation with overwhelming force!

All five hundred or so golden spears leapt together, with Spirit Light flowing among them, neutralizing the power of this thunder strike.

Zhu Bogao only felt the Great Array first tremble, then violently shake for a while before stabilizing, feeling a sense of relief. He secretly thought, "This Purple Cloud Divine Thunder is indeed formidable, but fortunately, my Great Array has been prepared for quite some time specifically for such a scene. Now it seems there’s no need to fear it."

Yet, just as this thought arose, he quickly sensed something amiss. When the Thunder Radiance struck again, the resulting shock was far more intense than before, and with each subsequent strike, the power grew stronger, causing the array to gradually become overwhelmed.

Inwardly, he couldn’t help but panic, thinking, "How can this be? Even though Zhang Yan’s mana right now is much deeper than during the Sword Fighting Conference, how can the power of his Divine Skills be so immense? It’s almost incomparable to the accounts written."

He didn’t know that the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder used by Zhang Yan at the Sword Fighting Conference was actually incomplete, and now this "Purple Cloud Divine Thunder Net" was demonstrating the true power of these Divine Skills.

Once this technique envelops an opponent, if it fails to annihilate with one strike, it will retreat and accumulate power, launching again once sufficient strength is gathered. As long as the caster still has mana remaining, they can continuously deploy it until the enemy is completely obliterated.

Zhu Bogao held on for not much longer before feeling his mana turn sluggish in motion, sensing that the spiritual mechanism of more than ten golden spears had been shattered, falling to the ground as mere ordinary iron, and upon touching the thunder net below, they vanished without a trace.

Recognizing the danger, he immediately pondered a way to save himself.

As the damage to the golden spears grew, the entire Great Array teetered on the brink of collapse, seemingly about to crumble at any moment,

There was no time to think further. He took out a Jade Pot from his sleeve, looked at it, sighed, and then threw it forth.

The Jade Pot emitted a beam of clear light, reaching above his head, and from its spout sprayed out a mass of silk-like Jin Cloud, swiftly enveloping him completely. Whenever the Thunder Light struck, it disappeared without a sound, like oxen entering the sea.

The pot then swayed back and forth, actively absorbing Thunder Qi, and in no time, it dissolved all the Thunder Radiance around.

Zhang Yan witnessed this anomaly in the sky, slightly surprised, raised his hand, and drew all the other Thunder Light to strike down onto it. Yet regardless of how much Thunder Radiance dropped, it was all effortlessly neutralized, and even the Jin Cloud showed no sign of diminishment.

Suspecting it might be a rare treasure, he immediately changed his approach, no longer expending mana and with a wave of his hand retracted the Divine Skills.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, two Demon Sect Practitioners were on the brink of death under the Thunder Light bombardment, their Dharma Treasures destroyed, barely clinging to life, and seeing the Thunder Light suddenly disperse across the skies, though unclear of the reason, they dared not miss this escape opportunity. Trembling, they activated their token, mustering their leftover mana to maneuver the flying shuttle, zigzagging as they fled.

But after a few hundred miles, they could no longer sustain themselves, crashing at a slant onto a mountain peak.

Nearby was Jin River, where two river patrolling Demon Cultivators had burrowed underground into a pit when the Gang Ying descended, avoiding disaster. Seeing this scene from afar now, they dared not approach. One said, "Judging by their Qi Mechanism path, they seem to be from the Demon Sect. You go quickly to report to Elder He and see what decision he makes."

The other immediately plunged into Jin River, returning shortly with Elder He leading a group. He glanced at the flying shuttle, eyes deep, then raised his hand, saying, "Bring it back. We’ll decide what to do with it after this battle."

Above the Extreme Sky, Zhu Bogao saw the Purple Cloud dissipate from the heaven, the dome returning to clarity, heaving a great sigh of relief. He then glanced at the Jade Pot, but showed a look of regret, silently thinking, "What a pity for this treasure."

This pot, named "Awakening Spring Pot," was given by the Yu Yuan Tribe ancestress generations ago for great merit established at the Ancestral Court. Within it is stored a mouthful of Ancient Heavenly Demon Essence Qi.

If a Demon Cultivator reaches the Powerful Fifth Transformation, they can use this item to avoid lightning tribulations. However, since the cessation of Heavenly Demon bloodline, no one can refine this realm, greatly diminishing its use.

Once the array broke, he had no other means to deal with the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder than to offer up this item.

But once this treasure is summoned, stained by mundane mixed energy, it will disperse by itself in forty-nine days, regardless of use or not, thus he felt a little reluctant in his heart.

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