Chapter 1368
The Aftermath of the War
The other five arms of the Thor's Dharma Image swung simultaneously.
The blade flashes like a prison, the spear moves like a dragon, the sword shadows are like lotuses, the halberd shatters the sky, and the bell tolls to calm the soul!
Five attacks, each imbued with the ultimate power of lightning tribulation, erupted simultaneously in an instant, locking onto the three individuals.
"No!"
Xingyanzi let out a desperate roar, gathering all his star power in front of him in an attempt to resist, but in the face of that domineering blade light, all his defenses were as fragile as paper.
Blood Demon Lord swung his giant axe, trying to block, but the indestructible lightning spear pierced through his demonic body, pinning him firmly to the void.
The most mysterious demonic figure appeared the instant the Soul-Suppressing Bell tolled.
His body trembled violently, and the darkness surrounding him instantly dissipated, revealing a pale face covered with demonic patterns, with black blood flowing from his seven orifices.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
After three earth-shattering roars, the world returned to calm.
Xingyanzi, Xue Tu Mozun, and the mysterious demonic shadow, three supreme experts at the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm, were attacked by the Thunder God's Dharma Image's five attacks.
Their primordial spirit and dharma form were completely blasted into dust, their bodies and souls annihilated.
Only three wisps of pure primordial power remained, suspended in mid-air, before being swallowed whole by the Thunder God Pagoda.
The thousand-foot-tall thunder god's image slowly dissipated, and Ye Yang's figure reappeared.
He was still dressed in his blue robe, spotless, as if he had only done a trivial little thing.
He slowly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the Flying Heaven Gate and all the silent cultivators inside and outside, before finally settling on a corner in the distant void.
"After watching this show for so long, it's time for it to come out."
As soon as Chen Hao finished speaking, the deathly silence in the void was completely shattered.
The corner that Ye Yang's gaze had locked onto distorted violently.
"Ye Yang, you were able to see through our tracks. You do have some skills!"
The leader was dressed in a black robe, his face covered by a mask, and his voice was hoarse like a broken gong. He held a bone whip in his hand.
"But you have exhausted your life force by killing Xingyanzi and the two Demon Lords. Today, the five of us will join forces to crush you to ashes and seize your Tribulation Dao Fruit!"
Before the words were even finished, the five of them had already moved.
The black-robed leader swung his bone whip, the dark whip shadow carrying a sharp sound that tore through the void, striking Ye Yang's face directly.
The two men on the left brandished a giant hammer and a longsword. The hammer's shadow was as large as a mountain, and the sword's momentum was as sharp as frost. One attacked and the other defended, blocking Ye Yang's escape route on the left.
The two men on the right formed hand seals, their demonic energy and star power intertwining to condense into two enormous palm prints, which attacked from both sides with earth-shattering force.
The five worked together seamlessly, launching a series of attacks that covered all of Ye Yang's room to dodge. It was clear that they had planned this in advance, intending to completely crush Ye Yang through a siege.
Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect all felt a chill in their hearts. Even though they knew that Dao Ancestor Ye was powerful, they still couldn't help but worry when faced with the combined attack of five Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm experts.
Gu Xuan and Yan Qingying clenched their fists, ready to lend a hand at any moment, but were stopped by an invisible force from Ye Yang.
Ye Yang stood in the void, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Depleting your source? That's just you deceiving yourselves."
He spoke softly, and the Evil King Blade and the Dragon Abyss Sword in his hands hummed simultaneously.
The purple-gold lightning patterns intertwined with the blue lotus Daoist charm, transforming into two streams of light that entwined around the sword and blade.
"Masterful in both sword and saber, combining thunder and lotus!"
Ye Yang let out a low shout, his figure suddenly turning into a blur. His left hand swept out with the Evil King Blade, the dark blade energy carrying the violent power of lightning tribulation, instantly colliding with the dark bone whip.
With a crisp "crack," the seemingly incredibly tough bone whip snapped like rotten wood under the blade energy of the Evil King's Blade.
The black-robed leader felt a sharp pain in his arm as a domineering destructive force invaded his body, causing him to tremble and his blood to surge.
At the same time, Ye Yang lightly tapped the Dragon Abyss Sword in his right hand, and three Azure Lotus Sword Shadows bloomed out of thin air. Purple lightning flowed on the sword shadows, and they arrived first despite being behind, accurately blocking the attacks of the giant hammer and the longsword.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" Three loud sounds.
The giant hammer and longsword were sent flying backward by the sword shadow. The two men holding the weapons had their hands split open, blood flowing freely, and their internal energy instantly became chaotic.
The palm prints from both sides were already coming, but Ye Yang neither dodged nor avoided them. The purple-gold Thunder God Dharma Image reappeared behind him, with three heads and six arms, dominating the world.
Fa Xiang gripped the Evil King Blade in his left hand and the Dragon Abyss Sword in his right, unleashing a dazzling light as it collided violently with the two palm prints.
"boom!"
After a deafening roar, the two pitch-black palm prints instantly dissipated, and a violent energy shockwave swept in all directions. The two cultivators who had unleashed the palm prints were violently thrown away by the shockwave, spitting out mouthfuls of black blood, and their auras instantly weakened.
In just one exchange, four of the five Thunder Tribulation Realm experts were injured.
Only the black-robed leader managed to steady himself, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.
"Impossible! How could you possibly still possess such formidable power?" the black-robed leader roared, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.
"Brothers, attack together! He won't last long! Activate your innate divine abilities and set up the trapping and killing formation!"
Upon hearing this, the four survivors gritted their teeth and activated the last of their Dao power, causing their auras to surge.
The five people gathered again, strange runes appearing around them, and a huge black array unfolded beneath their feet.
Within the array, demonic energy surged, and countless wronged souls howled, attempting to trap Ye Yang within the array and gradually erode his Dao power.
They knew that they were no match for Ye Yang in a one-on-one fight, and that only by relying on the trapping formation could they have a chance of survival.
"A trapping and killing formation? It's somewhat sophisticated, but that's about it."
He slowly raised his right hand.
"Activate the Immortal Stabilization Technique!"
As Ye Yang finished speaking, a far more domineering and refined force of law, even more powerful than before, instantly spread out from him.
This time, the Immortal-Stabilizing Domain was no longer a simple confinement of space, but a complete distortion of the laws of this world.
Within this domain, Ye Yang is the sole ruler, determining all laws and controlling all forces.
The five of them felt the space around them suddenly become incredibly viscous, as if they were sinking into a bottomless quagmire, making even moving a finger extremely difficult.
The Dao power, demonic energy, and star power within his body were as if they were firmly locked by invisible shackles.
No matter how hard they tried to activate it, they couldn't budge it even a little. The trapping and killing formation beneath their feet instantly lost its luster, the runes dimmed, and the formation began to collapse.
They finally witnessed the true terror of the Immortal-Stabilizing Technique. It was not merely a simple domain-based divine power, but a supreme means of controlling laws and sealing all forces.
"No! What kind of supernatural power is this? Why can't I mobilize my Dao power?"
"Let me go! Ye Yang, if you have the guts, let me out and fight me to the death!"
The five men were plunged into despair, screaming wildly, their faces filled with fear and resentment.
No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the shackles of the Immortal-Stabilizing Technique.
They could only watch helplessly as Ye Yang walked towards them step by step.
Ye Yang's eyes turned completely cold, all composure vanished, replaced by extreme ferocity and malice.
"Since you dared to come, don't even think about leaving alive."
Ye Yang flashed forward and arrived in front of the black-robed leader first. He raised the Evil King Blade high, and the pitch-black blade energy was condensed to the extreme. With purple-gold lightning tribulation power, he slashed down fiercely.
The black-robed leader's eyes were bloodshot, but he was unable to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the blade energy descended.
With a "whoosh," the blade energy instantly cleaved his body in two.
His primordial spirit was instantly annihilated by the power of the lightning tribulation, and before he could even scream, he completely vanished into the world.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Yang's figure flashed repeatedly, wielding the Dragon Abyss Sword and the Evil King Blade alternately, the light of the swords and the shadows of the blades intertwining to form a net of death, enveloping the other four people.
The four people trapped in the Immortal Fixation Technique's domain were like fish on a chopping board, only able to passively endure the attacks.
Every slash and every sword strike was accompanied by a piercing scream.
Their bodies were constantly torn apart, their souls were completely shattered, leaving them no room for resistance.
The disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect, as well as the cultivators watching from afar, were all shocked by this bloody and domineering scene.
Everyone fell silent, too afraid to even breathe.
As they watched Ye Yang, like the Grim Reaper, reap the lives of five Thunder Tribulation Realm experts step by step, all they felt was endless awe and fear, with no trace of hope left.
They finally realized that Ye Yang's strength had long exceeded their comprehension.
With the strength of the late stage of the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm, coupled with the Immortal Fixation Technique, the Thunder God Dharma Form, and the dual mastery of sword and saber, he is enough to crush any enemy.
"Puff puff!"
After three crisp sounds, the last three cultivators were also killed by Ye Yang. Their bodies exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist, which, along with their source power, drifted away into the world.
At this moment, the world was deathly silent.
The spiritual blood that filled the sky did not dissipate completely, but rather rose slowly as if it were alive, transforming into streaks of blood-red light that permeated the entire cultivation world.
These spiritual bloods contained the primordial power and Dao essence of five Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm experts, which, under Ye Yang's unconscious guidance, slowly merged into the shattered world.
In the distance, the collapsed mountain peaks began to slowly rise again.
The dried-up spiritual veins began to flow with clear spiritual liquid again; the spiritual energy in the air also became increasingly rich and mellow.
Ye Yang looked up at the sky, watching the scattered spiritual blood. The fierceness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by calmness. (End of Chapter)