Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 459 Five Elements Unite as One, Chaotic Divine Thunder!
A loud "boom" followed by a crack!
Within the purple light, the massive hand, as powerful as a Vajra, shattered after a brief moment of support. After a slight pause, it vanished in a flash and stabbed downwards.

The protective aura was as fragile as scraps of paper, offering no resistance whatsoever.

As soon as the blood dissipated, the two pieces of the corpse immediately fell from the sky.

As the purple light swirled downwards, the two pieces of the corpse were instantly pulverized, and a shower of blood rained down.

The afterimage instantly dissipated after the attack. The old Taoist priest, witnessing this, shook his head with a hint of regret and chuckled softly.

"To cultivate body refinement techniques to a level comparable to the Void Refinement realm is indeed no easy feat. But to expect to withstand a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator with this achievement is nothing short of wishful thinking! It's an overestimation of one's own abilities! It's just a pity for such an excellent physical body."

But at that moment, a deep, rumbling sound suddenly emanated from the air around the old Taoist priest, and divine lightning flying swords appeared simultaneously in the void.

But then a flash of inspiration struck, and it transformed into crimson flames, emerald green bamboo, crimson metal, yellow earth, and crystal blue water, each containing elements of the other, seemingly arranged in a chaotic manner, yet each exuding an incomparably powerful aura.

In an instant, five-colored spiritual light shone brightly, dyeing the entire void with color!
The next moment, all the light combined to form a giant light screen, completely trapping the old Taoist within it.

"Sword array!"

Witnessing such a strange change, the old Taoist's loud laughter abruptly stopped, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.

He felt he was right; the instant the light screen formed, the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) suddenly surged and was mobilized.

Five-colored orbs of light, each the size of a bean, appeared one after another in the mountains, dense forests, and vegetation within a radius of dozens of miles.

As if summoned by something, they surged wildly toward the location of the sword formation.

Countless points of light fell densely from the sky, but as soon as they approached the sword formation, they were immediately absorbed into the five-colored light screen, which quickly solidified from the ethereal.

Just then, the blood rain below began to swirl and transform into specks of spiritual light.

These rays of light condensed in the nearby air, transforming into a silver talisman, which suddenly rolled up and shot out into the distance.

The old Taoist priest's expression hardened, revealing a look of surprise.

Outside the light screen, as the space fluctuated, Nie Zhaonan appeared out of the void. His face was a little pale, but with a wave of his hand, he took the silver talisman into his hand.

In the midst of the chaos just now, he actually used the Substitution Talisman's power to instantly replace his body with the talisman, while his true form arrived here.

This lightning-attribute spirit-transforming talisman was already crafted by Chen Qiaoqian in the human realm, and after being refined by him for so many years, its supernatural powers are naturally far beyond what they were when it was first crafted.

Even the old Taoist priest at the Integration Stage didn't notice anything amiss for a moment.

"The Calamity-Substitute Talisman and the Five Elements Sword Formation, you do indeed have some skill!" The old Taoist's face no longer held the relaxed and indifferent demeanor he used when facing a low-level cultivator; his voice was unusually solemn.

"What do you think your chances of surviving today are?" Nie Zhaonan asked casually with a light laugh.

The old Taoist priest glanced around and saw that the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) continued to pour into the sword formation relentlessly, without stopping for a moment. His expression grew even more grim.

"The Five Elements Sword Formation continuously draws upon the primordial energy of heaven and earth. As long as the primordial energy is exhausted, the sword formation will continue to exert its power without consuming a single bit of your mana. It is indeed troublesome. However, you are ultimately just a cultivator in the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, a whole major realm lower than me. What can you do to me? In the end, I will not hesitate to unleash my potential and completely destroy your sword formation!"

"Is that so?" Sensing the bluster in his words, Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly. "If you are confident that you can break my Five Elements Divine Thunder Sword Formation, then you may proceed."

"The Five Elements Divine Thunder Sword Formation!" Upon hearing this name and learning that the sword formation was actually made of flying swords forged from divine thunder, the old Taoist's expression changed again!

Nie Zhaonan remained calm and composed, casually pointing a finger at the five-colored light screen.

Suddenly, a five-colored halo shone brightly within the sword formation, and bolts of lightning as thick as water vats appeared out of thin air, then crashed down upon them.

Upon closer inspection, one can discover that each bolt of lightning not only has arcs of various colors dancing within it, but also contains countless sword beams, seemingly perfectly merging the two together.

Upon seeing this, the old Taoist's face contorted in rage, and with a roar, a massive phantom clad in purple scales reappeared.

The enormous phantom made a hand seal, and its body flashed with purple light. Streams of burning purple fire shot into the sky with a 'whoosh'.

The old Taoist opened his mouth again and spat out a mouthful of blood essence.

The essence of blood vanished in a flash, transforming into a blood-red hurricane that disappeared into the pillar of fire.

In an instant, the forces of wind and fire merged, and the fire pillar, which was originally only about ten feet thick, transformed into a giant pillar more than ten feet long with a whoosh, its power immense.

The moment the pillar of fire and the lightning came into contact, they immediately reacted as if water and fire were incompatible, with a deafening roar echoing throughout the room.

Purple flames swept across, lightning raged, and sword beams shot out, creating utter chaos and violently shaking the void!
The old Taoist priest, standing amidst the sword formation, felt a slight unease upon seeing this scene.

The opponent relied on the power of the sword formation to unleash the immense power of the Five Elements Divine Thunder. It took him twelve percent of his divine abilities to barely withstand it.

To make matters worse, this sword formation was truly formidable, completely isolating him from the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy), making it impossible for him to mobilize it.

"I'm not surprised that you, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, can barely withstand the power of the sword formation. However, now that I've ascertained your strength, there's no need for me to continue this entanglement." Nie Zhaonan glanced indifferently at the pale-faced old Taoist priest and let out a long breath.

"What!" Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest's face showed fear, and he cried out for the first time.

As a great supernatural power in the Taiyi Divine Thunder Technique, the Five Elements Divine Thunder Sword Formation, once set up, would certainly not be limited to its current power.

Nie Zhaonan's ten fingers moved rapidly, and spells shot into the sword formation as if they had no magical power.

In the blink of an eye, five-colored vortexes, shimmering with light, appeared on the surface of the light screen.

Like a whale gulping down water, the overwhelming surge of heaven and earth energy was absorbed into the sword formation in the blink of an eye, and the surroundings were instantly emptied.

Almost simultaneously, Nie Zhaonan began chanting incantations, and the sound of profound and obscure spells rang out.

Suddenly, an astonishing scene unfolded within the sword formation.

As the five-colored light curtain in the sky blurred slightly, a patch of dark clouds suddenly appeared.

When it first appeared, it was only a few inches in size, but in an instant, it grew to several feet wide at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Five-colored electric arcs shot out continuously, and as the dark clouds swept in, these arcs merged together, turning into eerie gray and white lightning!

"The Five Elements unite! Chaotic Divine Thunder!" Upon seeing these two-colored lightning bolts, the old Taoist priest's face showed despair.

However, he was not one to sit idly by and wait for death. Without hesitation, he grabbed at the gray and white divine lightning with one large hand. The huge phantom behind him let out a shrill scream, rolled over, and merged into the purple pillar of fire, transforming into a red-eyed ghostly figure that charged forward menacingly.

If it were still just the previous five-colored divine lightning, given the terrifying appearance of this red-eyed ghost, the two would be reduced to nothing the moment they came into contact.

But at that very moment, a faint "fall" came from high above.

As the dark clouds swept wildly, they suddenly parted in all directions, and countless gray-white arcs of electricity converged at the center. Amidst the flowing light, a bolt of lightning, about a foot long, suddenly struck down.

The lightning flashed with a grayish-white light, and runes of various sizes floated and flickered near the lightning.

As the dark cloud unleashed its lightning, it instantly transformed into specks of spiritual light and dissipated.

The lightning flashed for a moment, then instantly grew to a size of over ten feet.

The red-eyed ghost, baring its fangs and claws, descended upon them.

A faint crackling sound rang out, but the crimson-eyed ghostly figure exploded with a loud 'boom' without any warning, turning into a wisp of purple smoke that gradually faded away.

The gray and white chaotic divine lightning continued its relentless descent, directly aimed at the old Taoist below.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest was not only thin and frail, but also listless and weak, like an old man who was too old to have any strength left.

He unleashed the supernatural powers of the giant phantom covered in scales one after another, and finally unleashed his potential, merging the phantom with the pillar of fire to summon the Crimson-Eyed Demon Shadow for a final, desperate attack.

The old Taoist priest's magical power and cultivation had reached their limit.

The Chaos Divine Lightning struck him mercilessly, instantly reducing his physical body to ashes upon contact. However, when the lightning touched the purple figure that had materialized, its power diminished, and wisps of electric arcs spread outwards towards his body, enveloping him and forming a sphere.

The light shone brightly in both gray and white, and the sphere within the aura began to expand and contract violently.

"No!"

With a piercing scream, the purple figure vanished, leaving only a fist-sized, two-colored lightning ball in place.

If you look closely, you can vaguely see a purple figure inside, but it is not moving.

Seeing this, Nie Zhaonan smiled slightly, raised his hand, and clapped his fingers together to capture the lightning ball in his hand.

Capturing Zi Ying alive is something even a typical Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't do. Even if it was entirely due to the power of the Five Elements Thunder God Sword Formation and the special nature of the Chaos Divine Thunder, it's still something to be proud of.

Nie Zhaonan took out a jade box, put the thunderball inside, and then affixed several talismans before putting it away.

Then he suddenly made a hand seal with one hand and activated the sword formation.

Instantly, a five-colored light curtain covering an area of ​​a thousand feet in radius appeared, then with a flash of light, it dissipated into specks of light and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, only three hundred and sixty crystal flying swords remained in the surrounding void, each one somewhat dim as it floated in mid-air.

Nie Zhaonan didn't care. His natal flying swords were not damaged. It was just that the spiritual power and divine lightning power in the swords were too depleted. After a few months of nurturing, they would be able to recover to normal.

With a wave of his hand, the flying swords disappeared into his sleeve like swimming fish and were absorbed into his body.

After doing this, Nie Zhaonan transformed into a silver thread and flew away in a different direction.

A moment later, the silver thread disappeared at the edge of the sky.

The forest, ravaged by the fight, fell silent once more.

Half a day later, on the summit of a remote stone mountain in the Tiansha Desert, after a slight whooshing sound, Nie Zhaonan appeared in the air, surrounded by five-colored lightning.

He turned his head and looked around, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

Although this journey was somewhat dangerous, and it required the use of the Spirit Transformation Talisman, its power was greatly reduced. It will not be able to be used again to avert calamity without being refined for a hundred years.

But the trip was also very rewarding.

However, just to be on the safe side, Nie Zhaonan still released his divine sense to carefully investigate the vicinity of the stone mountain. After finding nothing unusual, he dropped down and landed on the mountaintop.

With a flick of his wrist, a jade box appeared in his hand and opened on its own with a 'click,' revealing a gray and white lightning ball inside.

"Fellow Daoist Ziyun, your appearance in the Heavenly Sand Desert is no accident, is it?" Nie Zhaonan said confidently, looking at the lightning ball.

There was no sound coming from the lightning ball; it was completely silent, as if no one had heard anything.

Nie Zhaonan smiled indifferently, "Master Lei Luo's body has long been possessed by your clan's Purple Shadow. Issuing this special mission is to eliminate me, isn't it?"

"Impossible! How did you know!" came the incredulous voice of Daoist Ziyun from the thunder sphere, along with a deep sense of bewilderment.

If 'True Master Lei Luo' had already been exposed, the people who came this time would not be cultivators at the Integration Stage of the Human and Demon Races, but rather several cultivators at the Refinement and Nascent Soul stages. They clearly appeared to be kept in the dark, unaware of True Master Lei Luo's true identity.

"Just as I thought." Confirmed, Nie Zhaonan let out a long sigh of relief.

It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. Now that he knows that 'Master Lei Luo' already regards him as a major threat that he wants to get rid of as soon as possible, with his current strength, he can easily protect himself if he is careful.

"How did you find out? Judging from your previous reaction, you didn't know of my existence, let alone that this special mission was a trap." After a while, the slightly hurried voice of Daoist Ziyun came from the thunder sphere again.

“Although you are now my prisoner, I have no habit of revealing my secrets to others.” After replying, the box lid closed by itself, and Nie Zhaonan put it away with a flick of his hand.

When the palm turned back again, it held an exquisite wooden box made of an unknown spirit wood.

As soon as the wooden box appeared, a faint fragrance emanated from it, giving Nie Zhaonan a feeling of clear hearing and bright eyes, and it even had a surprisingly calming effect.

With a flicker of his expression, Nie Zhaonan gently opened the box, revealing a purple crystal, about the size of a fist, as beautiful as crystal itself.

The moment his gaze fell upon the crystal, Nie Zhaonan's soul trembled, and he felt a slight sensation of being detached from his body. Startled, he quickly activated the Lieyuan Technique within his body, and the strange sensation in his soul disappeared.

"This is the Xuanpo Crystal, which takes millions of years to form! It is indeed not comparable to ordinary treasures. Even with my current powerful divine sense, I was still momentarily captivated by it."

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