The Blade-Wielding Legend

Chapter 1584 - 805: Soul Enters Daluo (Part 3)

The Lai Yin on Cocoon Hill let out a piercing roar.

A venomous gaze pierced through space to look at Li Yan.

Clearly intending to cast some vicious curse, Li Yan felt his scalp tingle, and his vision darkened.

"How dare you!"

At this moment, a majestic voice enveloped in thunderous sound echoed across the heavens and earth.

Barrel-thick bolts of thunder descended from the sky, leaving nothing but a blanketed white in sight.

In the vague blur, Li Yan faintly saw vague gigantic phantoms clad in armor within the white glow.

Afterwards, consciousness continually fell downward...

...

The rain curtain was like ink, and the frightening upheaval on Tai Lake suddenly ceased.

Yet, rather than feeling relieved, Zhang Jingxuan and the others were filled with alarm and fear.

This dead silence was like the calm before a storm.

The air stagnated, as if it was about to crush the mountains, a formless dread weighed heavily on everyone’s hearts.

"Not good!"

Zhang Jingxuan’s pupils contracted sharply as he suddenly looked up towards the sky.

There, the sky was being shrouded at a visibly fast pace by pitch-black clouds as dark as ink.

Unlike before, deep within the clouds, it was no longer Taoist Thunder Talismans summoning green-white electrical snakes, but brewing an eerie, soul-shivering primordial searing white lightning!

Silently it gathered and rolled, each flash seemingly ready to tear the world apart.

"Heavenly Wrath!"

Linglongzi the old Taoist exclaimed in shock, trembling, "Only monstrous sins that disrupt Yin and Yang, desecrate the Heavenly Court, and shake the very foundations of the Human Dao would draw such heavenly anger, how is this possible?!"

He recalled ancient texts of tales of ancient demons that angered heaven, feeling his body turn cold.

BOOM——!!!

Before anyone could respond, a fiery white lightning column several yards in diameter, like a giant spear of a Heavenly God, suddenly pierced through the thick clouds of calamity and struck with precise accuracy towards the cliff by the lake where Lai Yin was hiding!

No words could describe the impact at that moment.

Or rather, sound itself was obliterated by that pure destructive energy.

Everyone felt a searing white before their eyes; ears buzzed, senses lost.

Immediately followed by a tsunami-like shock wave, carrying debris, waves, and scorching air, sweeping across the lake surface.

The navy warships were lifted high and smashed down heavily; had it not been stabilized in advance, they would have capsized countless.

As the dazzling white light slightly dimmed, everyone strained to open stinging, tearing eyes, and gasped for breath.

The steep cliff by the lake...had disappeared!

Replacing it was a vast, unfathomable crater with edges as black as glazed glass.

Lake water was madly pouring in, stirring towering muddy waves.

Deep in the crater, Earth Energy turned to white mist and erupted, the sound of a bell faintly growing more distant.

"The Yangzhou Tripod... driven into the depths of the Earth Vein by the Heavenly Wrath!"

Fire Cloud Taoist swallowed saliva, voice dry, mixed with reverence and a hint of confusion.

Such a national treasure, returning to the Earth Vein in such a tragic manner, disappearing without a trace.

This outcome surpassed everyone’s expectations.

Sha Lifei, Wang Daoxuan, Kuai Dayou and others, all faces ashen as paper, stared fixedly at the giant whirlpool devouring everything, hearts sank to the bottom—

Li Yan and the others were still down there!

As despair spread—

Splash! Splash!

The lake waters churned violently, like boiling.

One by one figures were hurled out from the murky depths by a powerful return flow.

Those were the cultivators who had previously ventured into the dark cave, including Li Yan, along with those few disciples from Lushan and Maoshan.

They landed like drowned rats on the water surface or broken ship boards, coughing and gasping violently, bodies covered in mud, utterly bedraggled.

Yet strangely...all unharmed!

Zhang Jingxuan watched the survivors of disaster, then looked towards the remnants of destruction in the scorched crater, finally taking a deep breath.

Facing the still gloomy, but slowly receding storm clouds in the sky, he solemnly cupped his hands, deeply bowing to the end.

"The universe has its laws, Divine Path has its principles...Such an incident today, should be forever a warning for the Mystical Sect!"

The voice low and solemn, echoed over Tai Lake.

Meanwhile, Li Yan, with a peculiar expression, reached to his chest.

The Hook Paper was heating up, as if some reward was being poured into it...