novelzi Chapter 316 - 256: Mutual Destruction! Detonating the Relic’s Core with the Primordial Spirit!
Chapter 316 - 256: Mutual Destruction! Detonating the Relic’s Core with the Primordial Spirit!
When Lu Xuan sensed the life force of Princess Xingyue inside the purple fire shield gradually fading away.
The next second, a cold gleam flashed in Lu Xuan’s eyes, and undisguised anger appeared on his face.
The aura around him ignited like a barrel of gunpowder, erupting instantly.
"Old bastard, you court death!"
In an instant, the Ghost Flame Nether Saber in Lu Xuan’s hand unleashed a mysterious black light, rapidly entwined by a fearsome purple-black flame.
The purple-black flame flickered in the void, burning wildly, akin to the Destructive Fire.
The scorching heat it released seemed capable of reducing all things to ash.
"Bang!"
A sharp sound pierced the long sky, and the purple-black flame suddenly detached from the Ghost Flame Nether Saber, transforming into a majestic saber light spanning heaven and earth.
The saber light, dozens of meters high, carried world-shattering power, mercilessly slashing towards Wen Fengyuan.
Under the assault of the terrifying purple-black flame saber light, the once solid earth crumbled like fragile thin ice.
In just an instant, the sturdy ground was melted by the high temperature of the purple-black flame.
Amidst the ground shaking, a massive crack ten meters wide appeared before the eyes.
Thick smoke billowed from the earth’s crevice, as if leading to an endless abyss.
"Lu Xuan!"
Wen Fengyuan’s old face was flushed red by the dazzling purple-black flame.
At this moment, Wen Fengyuan’s eyes burned with raging fury, his hands frantically wielding the bronze ruler.
Countless streams of heavenly force, like white torrents, shot out from the bronze ruler, trying to fend off Lu Xuan’s near-heaven-covering saber light.
The bronze ruler in Wen Fengyuan’s hand relentlessly emitted mysterious brilliance, each swing mobilizing vast heavenly forces.
The countless white torrents of heavenly force charged directly at Lu Xuan’s flame saber light with unstoppable momentum.
However, in the face of Lu Xuan’s purple-black flame saber light, these seemingly overwhelmingly powerful white torrents appeared utterly insignificant.
When the two destructive heavenly forces collided, those white torrents dissolved in an instant, like moths to a flame, consumed by the purple-black fire.
Wen Fengyuan’s all-out attack, despite being close to his peak power.
In the face of Lu Xuan’s absolute strength, appeared pale and feeble.
At this moment, the desperate heavenly force Wen Fengyuan poured out was powerless under the crushing pressure of Lu Xuan’s purple-black flame.
Lu Xuan’s purple-black flame saber light, like a doomsday heavenly punishment descending, covered the heavens, exuding world-destroying power.
The next moment, Wen Fengyuan’s figure appeared particularly small under the reflection of the purple-black flame, as if it could be swallowed by this force at any moment.
Amidst the frenzy in Wen Fengyuan’s eyes, clarity abruptly returned, filled with anger and unwillingness.
He couldn’t accept that as a Primordial Spirit True Person, he appeared so powerless in front of this junior, Lu Xuan.
After realizing this sense of humiliation, Wen Fengyuan’s old face twisted, and he swung the bronze ruler in his hand even more frantically, planning a desperate fight with Lu Xuan.
However, no matter how Wen Fengyuan struggled, he couldn’t change the one-sidedness of the situation.
His heavenly force, in the face of Lu Xuan’s purple-black flame, was like throwing a cup of water on a cart of firewood, utterly ineffective.
Finally, Wen Fengyuan ceased his struggle, a trace of despair slowly rising in his heart.
Lu Xuan’s gaze was as cold as ice, with no mercy for Wen Fengyuan’s struggles.
His purple-black flame saber light did not pause in the slightest, continuing to crush towards Wen Fengyuan.
Facing the nearing purple-black flame saber light, Wen Fengyuan’s finely crafted silk robes began to smoulder spontaneously.
The old skin’s surface emitted wisps of white smoke, as if his entire being was being incinerated by the terrifying force.
However, just at this life-or-death moment, the look of despair on Wen Fengyuan’s old face suddenly shifted, replaced by deep mockery.
Wen Fengyuan looked at Lu Xuan, eyes full of ridicule and disdain, as if viewing a clueless junior.
The next second, Wen Fengyuan laughed darkly.
"Heh heh heh!"
"You little brat, it seems you have yet to understand the terror of a Primordial Spirit True Person!"
Wen Fengyuan’s voice was full of smugness.
"Facing a Primordial Spirit True Person with Great Success in the Divine Mansion Realm, you still dare to be so arrogant and conceited."
"You actually use your Primordial Spirit power to seal this entire area!"
"Very well, since you leave no path for this old man to tread, come accompany me in death then!"
Just as the last words of fierce defiance left his mouth, a burst of intense white light emerged from Wen Fengyuan’s forehead.
In an instant, a small Primordial Spirit shadow, identical to him, manifested from above his forehead.
This Primordial Spirit shadow, only the size of a palm, flew nimbly and eerily across the void, swiftly entering the bronze ruler in Wen Fengyuan’s hand.
Upon noticing Wen Fengyuan’s anomaly, Lu Xuan’s expression abruptly changed, and a strong sense of alertness surged in his heart.
Immediately thereafter, Lu Xuan silently pondered.
Primordial Spirit divine thought can even enter a ritual weapon?
What is Wen Fengyuan, this old bastard, attempting?
Though Lu Xuan’s strength was immense, he still was not entirely familiar with all the methods of a Primordial Spirit True Person.