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Chapter 725 Borrowing the Power of Heaven and Earth to Trample and Kill a True Immortal (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Inside the "Hall of Tranquility" deep within the branch altar, Li Yunjing sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed, his body enveloped in a layer of pale purple lightning.

The palace gates had long been sealed by the "Spirit Locking Array" set up by Elder Xuan Yang, and three Nascent Soul cultivators took turns guarding the outside of the array, so not even a mosquito could get close.

This move was made in case Chu Xinghe and Fei Zhenrong launched a surprise attack!

These two are incredibly skilled!

Even with the formation and the protection of five Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, they lacked the determination to win.

As for the newlyweds, they were temporarily housed in a side hall of the Taoist temple, awaiting further instructions.

As for the suggestion from several elders to mobilize experts from the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" to be transported over a long distance via a teleportation array, Li Yunjing rejected it.

He used the "divine art" to deduce it and felt that it was unnecessary.

His fortune remains prosperous, and the divination indicates no danger to his life.

Since that's the case, there's no need to waste sect resources and make a big fuss.

Inside the secluded cultivation room, the cold jade bed emitted a slight chill, which perfectly suppressed the restless Xuanbing Sha within Li Yunjing's body.

Fei Zhenrong's martial arts were extremely powerful, and this blow caused Li Yunjing great pain.

He closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness sinking into his dantian, carefully probing the dark blue cold energy entrenched in the meridians of his left shoulder.

The Xuanbing Sha was extremely domineering; it had already condensed a thin layer of ice on the surface of his golden core, following the flow of his blood and qi.

"Hurry is not enough."

Li Yunjing sighed inwardly, took out an "Ice Melting Pill" and swallowed it.

The elixir entered the stomach, transforming into a gentle, warm current that slowly washed away the coldness in the meridians.

Instead of rushing to use his thunderous power to directly confront the attack, he activated the "Gentle Thunder Chapter" of the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, guiding the thunderous power within his body to seep into the Xuanbing Sha like a gentle stream.

Thunder and ice are the two extremes of yang and yin, respectively.

At this moment, a subtle struggle was unfolding within his dantian.

Lei Li tried to melt the ice, while the ice desperately tried to freeze Lei Li. At the point where the two forces collided, wisps of white mist rose up, which was a strange phenomenon after the fusion of spiritual energy.

This sitting lasted for seven days.

Seven days later, Li Yunjing slowly opened his eyes, a trace of weariness flashing in them, but with a greater sense of clarity.

Although the Xuanbing Sha on his left shoulder was not completely removed, it had been compressed to a small area and no longer spread.

To his even greater surprise, under the repeated tempering of lightning and ice, a faint layer of ice crystal lightning patterns appeared on the surface of his golden core. When the spiritual energy flowed, it carried a strange aura that was both icy and violent.

"Perhaps this is not a bad thing."

Li Yunjing lightly clenched his fist, feeling the power within his body that was both fierce and gentle, and his heart stirred slightly.

The power of "Ice Soul Divine Thunder" seems to have increased as well.

Outside the Shenxiao Temple, Chu Xinghe and Fei Zhenrong's figures lingered like ghosts, always a hundred miles away from the branch altar.

They attempted to infiltrate several times, but were blocked by the protective array of the branch altar.

"The defenses of the Shenxiao Dao Sect are indeed very tight."

Fei Zhenrong stared at the faintly visible lightning-patterned light screen above the branch altar, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. "That kid Li Yunjing is definitely in seclusion healing his injuries. If we delay any longer, it will be even harder to kill him once he recovers."

"There's no use in rushing."

Chu Xinghe stroked the Qiankun Coin in his hand. The cracks on the coin had not yet been repaired, which made his killing intent burn even more fiercely: "There are at least five Nascent Soul cultivators inside the branch altar. Forcing our way in would be like walking into a trap."

He changed the subject, a sinister glint in his eyes, "However, we can't kill him, but we can make him restless."

Three days later, several screams suddenly came from outside the branch altar.

The "Shenxiao Dao Sect" disciples on patrol discovered that more than a hundred outer sect disciples who were collecting spiritual herbs outside had been brutally murdered, and their bodies were covered with a thin layer of ice.

"It's Fei Zhenrong's Xuanbing Sha!"

Elder Liehuo was furious and was about to rush out of the branch altar to give chase, but was stopped by Elder Xuanyang.

"This is a provocation tactic."

Elder Xuan Yang's expression was solemn. "They just want to lure us out so they can take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Vice Sect Leader Li."

When the news reached the Tranquil Heart Hall, Li Yunjing was breaking through the bottleneck of the eighth level of the Golden Core realm.

Upon hearing of the tragic death of his disciple, the lightning power within him suddenly surged violently, causing the ice crystal lightning patterns on the surface of his golden core to shatter instantly, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"shameless!"

He forcibly suppressed his surging blood and qi, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.

Chu Xinghe and Fei Zhenrong's methods have already crossed his bottom line.

How could a master commit such a heinous act as assassinating cultivators at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages?
Under normal circumstances, even cultivators at the Golden Core stage would not be willing to bully and kill a minor figure at the Qi Refining stage.

These two masters have absolutely no bottom line.

"It seems we can't wait any longer."

Li Yunjing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

The doors of the "Hall of Tranquility" slowly opened, and Li Yunjing, dressed in a blue robe, walked out.

Although the lightning around him was not as intense as before the battle, it was restrained and calm. With each step he took, a faint ring of ice crystal lightning patterns appeared on the bluestone bricks on the ground.

"Vice Sect Leader Li!"

Elder Xuan Yang and Elder Lie Huo, who were guarding outside the hall, rushed to greet him. Seeing that although his aura was still weak, he was no longer seriously injured, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have the bodies of our disciples been properly disposed of?"

Li Yunjing's voice was low and deep, filled with suppressed anger.

"The body has been prepared for burial according to the sect's rites, and we await your decision upon your return from seclusion."

Elder Cui Ming stepped forward and handed over a jade slip containing records. "This is the result of the on-site investigation. The murderer is undoubtedly Fei Zhenrong. The Xuanbing Sha left at the scene matches his aura perfectly."

Li Yunjing took the jade slip, scanned it with his divine sense, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

The more than one hundred outer disciples were all ordinary disciples with no achievements. They shouldn't have suffered such an unexpected disaster, but now they have become victims of Chu Xinghe and Fei Zhenrong's revenge.

"Too deceiving!"

Elder Liehuo slammed his fist on the stone pillar, sparks flying everywhere. "Vice Sect Leader Li, give the order! I am willing to lead my disciples into battle. Even if it costs me my old life, I will make those two old thieves pay for their crimes in blood!"

"No."

Elder Xuan Yang frowned. “Chu and Fei are both at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm, and they are working together. Although we have five Nascent Soul cultivators, even if we join forces with Vice Sect Leader Li, we are not guaranteed to win. Moreover, the new disciples have just arrived at the branch altar. If something happens to us, the entire branch altar will suffer.”

"Elder Xuan Yang is right, impulsiveness will not solve the problem."

Li Yunjing took a deep breath, suppressing his surging blood: "But the revenge for my disciple must be taken."

He looked at the three of them and said, "Go to the 'Thunder Suppression Hall' and summon all the elders for a meeting."

After a short while, five Nascent Soul cultivators gathered inside the "Thunder Suppression Hall".

"Chu Xinghe and Fei Zhenrong killed my disciple and insulted my sect. This is an irreconcilable feud."

Li Yunjing sat in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over everyone: "But these two are highly skilled, and a direct confrontation is definitely not the best strategy. What good ideas do you all have?"

"In my opinion, we should ask the Sect Leader to take action!"

Elder Liehuo was the first to speak: "With the immortal artifact on the Sect Leader's body, dealing with those two old thieves would be a piece of cake!"

"No."

Elder Cui Ming shook his head. “The sect leader is currently in seclusion and must not be disturbed. Besides, if this matter alarms the sect leader, it will only make our ‘Shenxiao Dao Sect’ appear to be lacking in talent.”

"Although the protective array of the branch altar, the 'Ten Thousand Thunder Locking Heaven Array,' is powerful, it cannot trap the ninth level of the Nascent Soul Realm."

Another elder in charge of the formation pondered, "But if we can lead them into the 'Meteor Valley'! It is an ancient lightning tribulation relic, where the lightning power is violent and can best restrain ice and star magic, so we may be able to fight them."

"Meteor Valley..."

A hint of hesitation flashed in Elder Xuan Yang's eyes. "The lightning power there is too chaotic. If we are not careful, we may trigger the residual power of the heavenly tribulation and harm ourselves."

"Elder Mo's idea is feasible."

Li Yunjing tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, then suddenly spoke: "But to lure them into the valley, we need a bait."

He looked at everyone and said, "The person Chu Xinghe and Fei Zhenrong most want to kill is me."

"Vice Sect Leader Li, you mustn't!"

Elder Liehuo said urgently, "You have just recovered from your injuries. It would be too dangerous for you to use yourself as bait!"

"Yes! We can't take the risk!"

Others also tried to persuade him.

Two experts at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul realm had a real chance to kill Li Yunjing instantly. If they did, the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect" would suffer a huge loss.

Now, everyone knows that Li Yunjing is the future of the sect. Once such a person breaks through to the Nascent Soul realm, he will be almost invincible.

How can we risk everything for something so trivial? It's not worth it!
"I've made up my mind."

Li Yunjing said firmly, "Chu and Fei are both very arrogant and eager to kill me to establish their authority. They will surely fall into their trap."

He looked at Elder Xuan Yang and said, "Elder Xuan Yang, you should secretly reinforce the formation of 'Meteor Valley' and set up the 'Nine-Bend Thunder Soul Formation'. You must ensure that it is foolproof."

"Yes!"

Seeing Li Yunjing's firm resolve, the others had no choice but to agree.

"Elder Liehuo!"

Li Yunjing turned to Elder Liehuo, "You lead the disciples to openly strengthen the defense of the branch altar, creating the illusion that I am still recovering from my injuries and the sect is retreating into a defensive posture, thus lulling them into a false sense of security."

"My subordinate understands!"

Although Elder Liehuo still had concerns, he knew that this was the best plan at present.

"Elder Cui Ming!"

Li Yunjing finally looked at Cui Ming, "You lead a team of elite soldiers to protect the new disciples as they move to a safe base. This battle is dangerous, and we must not let them be affected again."

"Rest assured, Vice Sect Leader Li, I will definitely protect the new disciple."

Cui Ming nodded in agreement.

Once the deployment was complete, the elders immediately split up and took action.

"Chu Xinghe, Fei Zhenrong! It's time to collect the blood debt you owe my 'Shenxiao Dao Sect'."

Li Yunjing was the only one left in the Zhenlei Hall. He looked at the rolling thunderclouds outside the hall and slowly clenched his fist.

The next day, in a dense forest a hundred miles away from the branch altar, Chu Xinghe received a message: "Li Yunjing has emerged from seclusion, but his aura is weak. The Shenxiao Dao Sect is reinforcing its defenses, and it seems they are afraid."

"I knew this kid wouldn't last long."

Upon hearing this, Fei Zhenrong grinned maliciously: "It seems it's time to add some more spice to their lives."

Chu Xinghe frowned slightly, feeling that things were going too smoothly. But then he thought that Li Yunjing had fought against two Nascent Soul cultivators with his Golden Core, so it was normal that his injuries had not yet healed.

"If we can kill Li Yunjing here and seize the Thunder Body, the foundation of the Shenxiao Dao Sect will surely be shaken."

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"At dawn tomorrow, we will split up into two groups."

A ruthless glint flashed in Chu Xinghe's eyes. "You feign an attack on the main gate of the branch altar to draw their attention; I'll go to the flank and rear to seize Li Yunjing and take the Thunderclap Body!"

"Okay! Let's do it!"

Fei Zhenrong licked his chapped lips, a bloodthirsty smile spreading across his face: "I'd like to see how long Li Yunjing can hold out without the protection of the great formation!"

The two had finalized their plan and immediately mobilized their disciples hidden in the "Crossing Mountains".

There were more than fifty Golden Core cultivators and four Nascent Soul Realm True Persons, clearly the forces that the two major sects had been lying in ambush here for a long time.

At dawn the next day, before the sky was bright, a deafening battle cry suddenly rang out outside the branch altar.

Fei Zhenrong personally led two True Persons and thirty Golden Core cultivators, wielding "Ice Soul Pearls," to launch a fierce attack on the main gate of the mountain-protecting formation. Xuanbing Sha condensed into ice cones, frantically crashing against the lightning-patterned light barrier.

"coming!"

Inside the Thunder Suppression Hall, Elder Liehuo suddenly stood up, his fiery spiritual power surging. "Vice Sect Leader, I will immediately lead men out to meet the enemy!"

"Hold on."

Li Yunjing pressed down on his shoulder, his gaze passing through the palace window to the dense forest to the west of the branch altar. "Chu Xinghe hasn't moved yet."

Sure enough, just as the battle at the main gate was at its most intense, a pale golden streak of light quietly circled around to the side and rear of the branch altar; it was Chu Xinghe!

The copper coin in his hand spun incessantly, showing signs of tearing space apart, clearly indicating his intention to break through the weak point of the formation and launch a surprise attack on the "Tranquil Heart Hall".

"Took the bait."

Li Yunjing curled his lips into a cold smile and gave Elder Xuanyang a wink.

Elder Xuan Yang immediately understood and quietly crushed a communication talisman.

In an instant, countless lightning patterns suddenly lit up on the ground on the west side of the altar, forming a huge lightning net that firmly locked onto the figures of Chu Xinghe and his group.

That was a "warning minefield" that had been set up long ago.

"Ok?"

Chu Xinghe's expression changed slightly; he hadn't expected there to be an ambush here.

But he was highly skilled and daring, and with the help of reinforcements from the "Star River Dao Sect," he not only did not retreat, but instead activated the "Heaven and Earth Copper Coins," forcibly tearing through the lightning net and rushing towards the "Tranquil Heart Hall."

"Fellow Daoist Chu, this way please!"

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

Chu Xinghe looked up and saw Li Yunjing standing on the mountain path outside the branch altar. His lightning was dim and his face was pale, clearly indicating that he was "severely injured".

He was carrying an unconscious boy in his hands; it was none other than Aman!
"Thunderbolt Body!"

Overjoyed, Chu Xinghe exclaimed, no longer caring about anything else, "Li Yunjing, you really are here!"

"Release Aman, and I'll go with you."

Li Yunjing's voice was weak, as if he might collapse at any moment, "But you must promise not to harm the disciples of the branch altar again."

"Hahaha! You're about to die and you still want to negotiate?"

Chu Xinghe laughed wildly, "Hand over the person, and I'll give you a quick death!"

"You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you."

Li Yunjing hesitated for a moment, then seemed to have made up his mind. He dragged his heavy steps toward Meteor Valley and said, "But Aman is innocent. I'll take him to a deserted place and hand him over to you."

"Trying to leave? Where do you think you're going!"

Seeing this, Chu Xinghe assumed that the man was desperate and immediately followed him.

He didn't notice the sharp glint in Li Yunjing's eyes as he turned around; nor did he notice that in the battle at the main gate of the branch altar, Elder Liehuo and the others fought fiercely but always held the gate and showed no intention of pursuing.

In a chase, Li Yunjing and the people from the "Star River Dao Sect" quickly entered the area of ​​"Meteor Valley".

This is a special area!
It was precisely because of its connection to thunder that the "Shenxiao Dao Sect" established its branch here.

The valley was filled with howling winds and dark purple thunderclouds. The air was thick with the lingering power of the violent lightning tribulation, and even Chu Xinghe's "Qiankun Copper Coin" began to stagnate.

"Li Yunjing, stop running!"

Chu Xinghe shouted impatiently, "This is where you'll die!"

Li Yunjing stopped and slowly turned around. There was no trace of weakness on his face.
He gently placed Aman behind a boulder, and his body suddenly surged with lightning, the seven-colored lightning gleaming in the sunlight: "Fellow Daoist Chu, do you think this place is suitable for burying bones?"

"you……"

Chu Xinghe's heart skipped a beat, and he finally realized something was wrong. "You're not injured?"

"Thanks to you, my injury is healing very well."

Li Yunjing raised his hand and waved, and nine lightning pillars suddenly lit up around the "Meteor Valley", forming a huge array, which was the "Nine-Bend Thunder Soul Array" set up by Elder Xuanyang overnight!
"Old Fei! Come in and help right now!"

Chu Xinghe was both shocked and furious. Realizing he had fallen into a trap, he immediately sent a telepathic message for help.

However, all that answered him were a few screams coming from outside the valley...

That was the sound of Fei Zhenrong's Golden Core disciple being killed by Elder Xuan Yang and three other Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Your companion is in dire straits."

Li Yunjing's voice was filled with icy killing intent, "Chu Xinghe, today I will use your blood to pay tribute to the disciples of my 'Divine Firmament Dao Sect'!"

Before he finished speaking, the "Nine-Bend Thunder Soul Formation" was fully activated, and countless thunder souls surged out from the ground, roaring as they rushed towards Chu Xinghe.

The residual power of the ancient lightning tribulation in "Meteor Valley" was fully activated, and the dark purple thunderclouds in the sky exploded with a deafening roar. One bolt of lightning after another, like a giant dragon, rushed down!

Chu Xinghe's expression changed drastically, and he quickly summoned the "Star River Diagram" to defend himself.

However, faced with the power of lightning tribulation that restrains star magic, the light of the "Star River Chart" quickly dimmed, and he himself was caught in a double attack by the lightning soul and heavenly lightning, leaving him in a sorry state.

As for the Golden Core disciples behind him, they were almost instantly reduced to ashes, leaving only two Supreme Elders struggling desperately.

Because they underestimated their opponents, the three members of the "Star River Dao Sect" found themselves in a passive position.

"Li Yunjing! You dare to frame me!"

Chu Xinghe roared, his eyes filled with disbelief and despair.

"Boom..."

Within the "Nine-Bend Thunder Soul Array," the power of the thunder tribulation resonated with the thunder patterns of the earth's veins, forming a purple-gold sea of ​​thunder. Although the two Supreme Elders of the Star River Dao Sect were both Nascent Soul cultivators, they were struggling to cope within this sea of ​​thunder.

Elder Xingyan on the left was skilled at divination of star orbits, but at this moment he discovered that all the star power threads had been melted by lightning. The "Star-Fixing Plate" he summoned cracked under the bombardment of heavenly lightning, and the illusory stars in the plate extinguished one after another.

The elder on the right is known for his defense. His "Mysterious Tortoise Armor" is covered with lightning patterns. Every time lightning strikes, he has to spit out a mouthful of blood essence to barely withstand it.

(End of this chapter)