Top enlightenment at 100 years old Chapter 643 - 629: Suppressing All with a Turn of the Hand
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Clang!
Yet in that very instant, a piercing sword hum abruptly resounded across the heavens.
Suddenly, an Immortal Sword enveloped in boundless heavenly glow burst forth from Immortal Cangwu.
Its entire form was etched with myriad complex Dao Patterns, packed densely all over.
The moment it materialized, it cleaved straight toward the massive clawed Qiu Long that Ji Haoyuan had become.
This was the fearsome power of an Immortal Treasure.
No Immortal could afford to disregard it.
Yet Ji Haoyuan acted as if it didn't exist at all.
The Qiu Long shaped by the giant claw kept plummeting downward.
A deafening boom erupted.
Blazing golden flames roared skyward in a frenzy.
Trapped inside, Immortal Cangwu and Immortal Shangzhen unleashed agonized howls.
Clang!
Simultaneously, an Immortal Sword shot from Ji Haoyuan, radiating infinite celestial brilliance, smashing head-on into Immortal Cangwu’s blade midair.
Immortal Cangwu never saw this coming.
Most horrifyingly, Ji Haoyuan's summoned Immortal Sword swiftly overpowered his own in mere moments.
The glow on Immortal Cangwu’s sword visibly faded.
One after another, the mystical Dao symbols winked out.
Should this persist, his Immortal Sword would soon be utterly dominated by Ji Haoyuan’s.
This sight stunned the masses yet again.
Even Fairy Yuehua and Elder Wan revealed profound shock in their gazes.
After years apart from Ji Haoyuan, his strength had soared to depths beyond their comprehension.
"Stop!"
Right then, the silver-haired elder, silent until now, finally uttered in icy tones.
From his eyes burst a tyrannical divine radiance.
Clang clang clang!
A barrage of sharp metallic clashes exploded overhead.
Dazzling sparks flew wildly from Ji Haoyuan's Immortal Sword.
With mere glances, he halted the Immortal Sword's momentum.
This left the crowd reeling in fresh astonishment.
The silver-haired man proved the deadliest foe among them.
"Interesting."
Sensing the elder's intervention, a peculiar glint flashed in Ji Haoyuan’s eyes.
Still, he ignored the command.
The golden inferno inside the claw-formed Qiu Long intensified, surging wildly.
Dull thuds rang out.
Immortal Cangwu and Immortal Shangzhen, ensnared within, had their flesh and Primordial Spirits incinerated to nothing instantly.
Not even a shred of True Spiritual essence remained.
"You..."
Witnessing this, terror blazed in the silver-haired man’s eyes.
He fixed on Ji Haoyuan, growling syllable by syllable:
"You deserve to die!"
His words barely faded when horrifying chains of divine law erupted from his frame.
Black tempests instantly ravaged the void.
They brimmed with utter destructive laws.
"Be careful!
That’s the Doomsday Storm from their Divine Ruins lineage.
Even an Immortal’s body gets torn apart by it, Primordial Spirit erased."
Fairy Yuehua cried out the warning.
Her voice drew the silver-haired man’s savage glare.
"The Night Moon Elf Race truly has no place left in existence," he snarled coldly.
Fairy Yuehua’s expression tightened.
"Just because you declare it gone, does that make it so?
Who do you imagine yourself to be?"
Ji Haoyuan slammed down a palm.
Boundless radiance bloomed across the void in a flash.
Layered golden palm shadows stacked like a raging sea.
Brushing aside the black storms' assault, they plunged in and swept viciously.
Whoosh.
Ji Haoyuan’s single palm dispersed the Doomsday Storm that could annihilate myriad planes and realms.
"How can this be...?"
The silver-haired man’s pupils shrank in disbelief.
Shock and reverence gripped every onlooker.
"You shall join them."
Ji Haoyuan loomed like a god-king throned beyond the nine skies.
One finger thrust downward.
Time and space cracked apart at once.
Order chains wove like insect-trapping webs, layering endlessly to shackle the silver-haired man tight.
Horror gripped him.
What kind of freak wielded such might in this Lower Realm?
No time for reflection.
A scarlet ring burst from over his head.
It swelled into a colossal flame bird.
Wings unfurled across thousands of miles.
Each feather blazed with supreme fire laws.
All who beheld the flame bird envisioned its cataclysmic blaze, eager to consume all.
Screams of torment filled the air.
But they cut off sharply.
True Spiritual essences on their forms had vanished.
A mere phantom of the flame bird reduced them to ash, Primordial Spirits and essences obliterated.
Now, the crimson ring's flame bird dove at Ji Haoyuan.
The whole void erupted in inferno.
Ji Haoyuan merely snorted softly.
Instantly, a grand longbow materialized in his grip.
Brilliant order threads interlaced over it.
Twang! Twang! Twang!
Three arrows flew from Ji Haoyuan in succession.
Each brimmed with peak devastation.
Three muted impacts landed true.
One speared the flame bird’s forehead, one its neck, the final its core.
A earth-shaking cry boomed.
The thousand-mile flame bird exploded into light shards, exposing its scarlet ring heart, which Ji Haoyuan’s giant void palm crushed.
Clang.
The glowing, rune-etched, law-forged ring went dark forever.
Claimed effortlessly into his palm.
"How... how is this possible?"
The silver-haired man’s pent-up dread finally burst free.
His Immortal Treasure was no trifle.
Far mightier than typical ones, excelling in every way by multiples.
Even an Immortal Transformation Third Layer Heaven powerhouse would falter against it.
Yet it crumbled before Ji Haoyuan.
Now, the silver-haired man abandoned any fight.
His form pierced endless voids in a flash.
Reaching Tianchen Cultivation World’s edge in moments.
One more stride would return him to Divine Ruins.
But then, Ji Haoyuan’s voice echoed from behind.
"Since you’ve come, stay completely."