A myriad of purple electric serpents frenziedly descended, each one containing destructive divine lightning that could easily annihilate a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
Xu Ping’s expression remained unchanged, his Canghua Divine Wood Sword trembling lightly in his hand, man and sword becoming one, transforming into a blue-purple dragon darting through the sea of thunder.
He did not display any earth-shattering sword technique.
Each strike precisely hit the weakest points of the thunder rule, using skill to counter might, deftly neutralizing Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable’s fierce attacks with ease.
anwhile, Xu Ping also occasionally unleashed a sword strike, keeping Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable on the defensive.
The Nine Nether Elder was even more uncanny.
His form was like a ghost, weaving through the thunder, the life-devastating divine thunder striking him, only to be weakened and dissipated by the impenetrable layers of ancient nether ghostly aura, as if a mud ox entering the sea, causing no substantial harm.
He occasionally let out eerie laughter, swinging fetid ghostly claws that corroded divine souls and magical treasures, attacking Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable from unimaginable angles.
Facing two opponents, Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable imdiately fell into an absolute disadvantage.
However, in the fierce battle, Xu Ping and Nine Nether Elder’s eyes remained calm, even tinged with a trace of... ease.
They both knew, this... was rely the beginning.
The real killing move had yet to be used.
On one hand, they were waiting for Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable to reveal his trump card; on the other hand, it was to wear him down.
Slaying a Divinity Transformation Celestial Venerable was no easy task.
If Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable abandoned the Heaven-Suppressing Sect and chose to flee, that would be rather troubleso.
At this mont, Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable felt the seemingly bottomless power of his two opponents, continuously sinking deeper.
Today’s calamity was perhaps even more perilous than he had imagined.
"I can’t hold back anymore!"
Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable, being in a disadvantageous position, knew he could no longer hold anything back.
If the entanglent continued, defeat was rely a matter of ti!
Determination and pain flashed across his eyes.
Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable conjured a golden seal.
Simultaneously, he suddenly struck his chest with a loud slap, spitting out a mouthful of dazzling golden essence blood, which contained an abundant source of life and divinity transformation rules.
This essence blood did not scatter, but like it had a life of its own, transford into countless intricate golden runes, swiftly rging into the golden seal.
Buzz!
A force far more ancient, more expansive, and more domineering than before, as if from aeons past, began to awaken and emanate from the golden seal!
Xu Ping’s pupils shrank suddenly, a solemn expression appearing on his face for the first ti.
He felt a trace of threat.
"Retreat!"
Without hesitation, Xu Ping retreated rapidly like a phantom, holding the Canghua Divine Wood Sword in front of him, blue-purple sword light bursting forth, forming an indestructible sword barrier protecting his entire body.
He fixed his stare on the golden seal.
"This object..... is definitely not an ordinary treasure!
"Its aura seems to vaguely surpass the limits of this realm!"
Nine Nether Elder similarly retreated nimbly, with ghostly aura surging around him, forming layers of nether shield armor.
However, unlike Xu Ping’s pure vigilance.
Within his sunken eye sockets, two ghostly flas shone when encountering the golden seal, flickering with a trace of light.
That light was not purely apprehensive, but rather carried a hint of... inexplicable anticipation.
As if he had been waiting for this mont for far too long!
"Suppress!"
Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable’s face was now as pale as paper, his aura visibly withering.
Evidently, activating the golden seal was an imnse burden for him, not only consuming a huge amount of mana, but also depleting his primordial qi and essence blood.
Yet the madness and killing intent in his eyes reached a peak.
He pushed forward with both hands.
The golden seal suddenly radiated brightly, like a golden sun rising in the dim heavens and earth.
Dragons road the seal, imperial symbols shining, and a supre might that suppressed all erupted with a roar.
Buzz!
The void seed to transform into solid amber, with ti and space becoming thick and slow at this mont.
An irresistible, unavoidable suppressive force, like the will of the entire world descending, ruthlessly enveloping the hundred-mile radius where Xu Ping and Nine Nether Elder stood.
Xu Ping felt an overwhelming pressure, as if ten thousand great mountains were bearing down upon him.
Not only his physical body, but even his divine soul, mana, and even his perception of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi were heavily suppressed and bound.
The sword barrier around him creaked under the strain, the blue-purple light flashing intensely, seemingly on the verge of shattering at any mont!
"Such a terrifying suppressive force!"
Xu Ping’s heart was solemn; ordinary divinity transformation would probably find it hard to resist.
He didn’t expect Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable to still have such a trump card.
He dared not slack off, his mana erupting like a volcano, pouring furiously into the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.
Upon the sword, the Thunder Dragon roared, the wood grain resounded, the blue-purple sword light surged again, forcibly pushing the terrifying suppression back by three inches.
Yet it still felt like moving through a quagmire, his movent was impeded, and the sword’s power greatly diminished.
While resisting with all his might, he cast his gaze towards the Nine Nether Elder not far away.
Yet, Nine Nether Elder returned his look with an unusually calm, even slightly enigmatic, signaling eye contact.
Xu Ping’s mind raced, instantly understanding.
This old ghost had another trick up his sleeve!
He was waiting!
Waiting for the optimal mont, or rather, waiting for Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable... to beco even weaker!
He forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, changing his sword stance, his magic technique’s power surging again, staunchly resisting the pressure.
Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable saw that under the suppression of his trump card, the two did not suffer the instant devastation he had anticipated, but instead stood against him as equals.
Especially Xu Ping, whose swordsmanship was simply beyond imagination.
"How is this possible?"
Cloud Thunder Celestial Venerable found it hard to believe, his face growing paler.
Continuously urging the golden seal drained his primordial qi and essence blood imnsely.
He had planned to resolve the battle quickly, using this treasure to crush the two at once, but now found himself in the least desired prolonged engagent.
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