Chapter 967: Splitting Apart the Dao Palace (1/2)

Up in the sky, a dragon of sword qi that’d transformed into a real dragon clashed repeatedly with a purple creature that bore a dragon head, tiger body, and two pairs of wings on its back. Water ripples continuously shimmered over the sword dragon and took form as tangible arcs of sword energy that ricocheted at the purple beast.

Snarling and tearing at the air, the purple beast flared with intense netherfire and ignored the arcs of sword energy slamming into it. Instead, it latched onto the sword dragon with sharp claws and shredded the sword energy that formed its body.

The stunning battle shook heaven and earth. Both beasts set aside their combat arts to meet each other in the most primitive method of body combat.

As the fight went on, the purple beast started going out of its mind. The tiny human before it was just a peerless immortal—it could crush that ant in a split second with its power of the mind! However, the mewling human’s unknown connate treasure was too strong. A ripple of sword energy lopped off the bale spirit’s power as soon as it extended it, rendering its usual tactics useless.

Their combat shook the land and pierced straight through the moderately sized continent beneath their feet, enabling the surging seas to slowly seep in and sink it. Miao and Luan Qi had taken to the air and were closely observing the great battle from a distance.

The fight not only destroyed several large continents in the main world of the Quiet Realm, but it also obliterated the boundless tide of dead spirits in this world. As the brawl dragged on, the purple bale spirit reached the end of its stamina and its netherfire began to dim.

“This isn’t possible! You’re just a minor peerless immortal, why can you deploy the strength of a connate treasure?!” As the purple bale spirit didn’t recognize Quietus, it didn’t know what level the treasure was.

It’d first suspected that this ordinarily looking youth was the legendary headmaster of the Dao Academy in the world of immortals. After all, rumors put Headmaster Lu Yun’s primary body at peerless immortal realm.

However, apart from his customary Vast Dragon Seaturner, Lu Yun was using none of his usual combat techniques. He actually fought with an entirely different style.

In the eyes of the general public, his ultimate moves stemmed from Worldcarver, Heavenfall, and the great combat art of spacetime reincarnation. Apart from those, his sword dao and terrifying Sword Atlas combat art were also his signature moves. When he deployed Sword Atlas, he filled the air with eighteen thousand flying swords arranged in a dominating formation that annihilated his enemies!

Lastly, the magical nascent spirit observation method that could project anything was his final trademark weapon.

All he displayed now, however, was the strength of a pure sword immortal. His Vast Dragon Seaturner had long become a mainstream technique in the world of immortals and the opening move of many sword immortals on their own path of sword dao.

Able to shift through a kaleidoscope of changes, a multitude of sword dao combat arts and other permutations were derived from the Vast Dragon Seaturner.

Lu Yun was highly skilled in formula dao and specialized in deriving new combat arts. After returning from the great wilderness and melding into the immortal dao at peak empyrean realm, he brainstormed countless new arts and techniques from his new knowledge and experience.

Many of them were too complicated and profound to be made available to the greater world, so it was impossible to identify who he was on pure basis of what combat arts he deployed in battle.

Returning to human form, Lu Yun twisted in the air and summoned all of the sword light zigzagging through the air. They combined into an enormous sword and swung ponderously at the bale spirit.

Horrified by the heaven-defying stroke, the dreadful purple bale spirit’s courage completely deserted it and it abruptly withdrew the leaping netherfire, fading into a cloud of purple smoke that dispersed in all directions.

“Trying to get away?” Lu Yun smirked, revealing his position and splitting Quietus into ten thousand strands. They scattered around the void, sealing off everything within five thousand kilometers.

Strands of sword energy swept through the air in a maddened drizzle of rain drops, slicing through every wisp of the purple bale spirit’s smoke.

Hummm.

The enormous palace outside the main world suddenly came to life, firing a pillar of radiant golden light down to the planet and protecting the purple bale spirit from Quietus’ devastating final slash.