My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The monster's forward lunge abruptly halted, a hint of doubt flashing in its yellowish-brown vertical pupils. It instinctively sensed something was amiss; the surrounding Yin energy was sluggish, as if it were being forcibly pressed to the ground by some higher-level pressure.

Li Chen stopped in his tracks, pulled his hands out from behind his back, and his ten slender fingers danced in front of his chest, creating a dazzling afterimage.

The hand seal was formed, and faint purple arcs of electricity flickered at the fingertips, emitting a crackling sound.

He slightly raised his chin, and the originally dark pupils in his eyes were now completely replaced by purple-gold lightning, like two stars containing heavenly tribulations.

His thin lips parted slightly, and a deep, ancient incantation, exuding supreme majesty, was uttered word by word.

"The Jade Pivot of the Nine Heavens, the Origin of All Thunder."

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to possess some kind of soul-piercing magic, ignoring the barriers of space and rumbling and echoing across the entire snow-capped mountain.

As the incantation was chanted, Li Chen's body rose uncontrollably and slowly towards the higher clouds.

Thin strands of purple lightning began to emerge from the void, like nimble little snakes, coiling around his moon-white robe. The flashes of lightning illuminated his aloof face, making him appear like a celestial being.

"The Purple Mansion Elixir Origin corresponds to the heavens above."

The sky has changed.

What was originally just a gloomy gray cloud layer quickly turned black and pressed down within a few breaths. Water vapor within a radius of a hundred miles gathered frantically, and the cloud layer became as thick as a huge piece of pig iron, pressing down firmly on the crater.

The gale that had just stopped picked up again, and this time it was no longer an ordinary mountain wind, but a hurricane with a destructive force.

The hurricane whipped up snowflakes and black volcanic ash, forming a massive tornado that seemed to connect heaven and earth, spinning wildly around Li Chen's figure.

"Flying fire and lightning, Liujia rushes."

Boom!

A muffled thunderclap boomed deep within the dark clouds, its sound deep and resonant, like the heavy beating of war drums from the heavens.

Within the clouds, large clusters of purplish-red light began to flicker and wander; these were the raging thunderbolts brewing and gathering, and a terrifying aura of destruction poured down like mercury.

The spirits of the earth veins below finally panicked.

Thunder, being the most yang and powerful force, is the absolute nemesis of all evil and malevolent entities in the world. It sensed the power contained within the thunderclouds above its head—a mighty force capable of wiping it and this entire earth's veins from existence.

No longer caring about mockery, it let out a terrified, shrill roar, its massive body suddenly shrinking downwards, transforming into a thick mass of black malevolent energy, and without looking back, it plunged into the lava depths of the volcano's crater, attempting to escape back to the core of the earth's veins to avoid the wrath of heaven.

"The Thunder God wields his axe, the Lightning Goddess brandishes her blade."

Li Chen's hands were in the Death Seal, and he coldly watched the black shadows below fleeing in terror, his chanting continuing without pause.

"To vanquish evil and break through barriers, to destroy the wicked and treacherous."

As these eight words were uttered, the lightning in the dark clouds had been suppressed to the extreme. Countless purple lightning bolts as thick as buckets peeked out from the edge of the clouds, like a group of mad pythons that could not suppress their bloodlust.

Not only this snow-capped mountain, but all living things on the island felt an apocalyptic fear at this moment. The Japanese remnants fleeing for their lives on the plains and the beasts hiding in the mountains and forests all collapsed uncontrollably on the ground, trembling and defecating.

The five Tang generals who were leading their troops a hundred miles away also stopped at the same time.

Li Chengqian reined in his horse, looked up, and stared in awe at the apocalyptic black clouds at the edge of the sky, and the rolling purple sea of ​​lightning within them.

"Sixteenth Brother..." Li Chengqian swallowed hard, his palms sweating as he gripped the lance. For the first time, he truly and directly experienced what it was like for a cultivator to be enraged, a scene of earth-shattering destruction.

Above the crater.

Li Chen's figure had risen to the edge of the dark clouds, bathed in the purple lightning.

He looked down at the volcano below that was spewing out black gas, then suddenly spread his hands apart, bringing his right index and middle fingers together, pointing them skyward like a sword. With immense force, he pointed his finger down hard into the abyss below.

From his mouth, he uttered the final two lines of the incantation, a sound of utter certain death.

"Where the thunderbolt falls, all things turn to bronze."

"A decree from the Supreme Lord! Immediately, as swiftly as the Thunder Ancestor of the Nine Heavens commands!"

boom--!

The moment the words fell.

Li Chen suddenly pressed down with his sword finger, uttering a single word in a cold voice.

"fall!"

In that instant, heaven and earth lost all sound.

The thick black clouds were forcibly torn apart by an unimaginable, violent force, and a blinding purplish-red light instantly engulfed everything in the world.

Thousands of thick, purple lightning bolts, like the waters of a bursting dam, brought with them the majestic power to destroy all evil in the world, crashing down from the depths of the clouds.

That was a true sea of ​​thunder hanging upside down.

Centered on the snow-capped mountain crater, the sky within a radius of a hundred miles was completely filled with purple lightning, and the air was ionized by the terrifying high temperature, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

Thick bolts of lightning struck the snow-capped mountain repeatedly, instantly shattering the hard rock into dust. The mountaintop, originally covered with thick snow, was flattened by dozens of feet under the first wave of lightning.

Purple lightning poured into the depths of the volcano without any obstruction.

"Awooo—!"

From the depths of the earth, came the mournful howl of the earth's ley line spirit, a sound so agonizing it defied description.

Lightning bolted down along the volcanic passage, and the dark, malevolent energy that had accumulated for hundreds of years was scorched by the high temperature of the Purple Heaven Thunder. It had no chance to struggle and emitted a sizzling sound like meat being fried in boiling oil, rapidly evaporating and dissipating in large swaths.

The first wave of thunder struck.

The evil spirit also tried to gather the power of the earth's veins to form a black shield to counterattack. The two forces collided underground, exploding large clumps of dark red magma. The scalding lava was swept into the sky by the rising air waves, like a dazzling but deadly rain of fire.

A second wave of thunder followed immediately.

The spirit's black shield shattered instantly, and lightning struck its bone armor, cleaving half of its body into nothingness.

Its arrogance diminished sharply, and it lost its previous domineering attitude, using the remaining black mist to hastily flee deeper into the darkness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The thunder was deafening, giving it no chance to catch its breath.

After three or four indiscriminate sweeps of the land by Lei Hai.

The magma inside the crater had been completely evaporated by the high temperature of the thunder, revealing the charred and cracked rock layer thousands of feet below.

That once arrogant and invincible ghostly spirit is now nothing more than a wisp of black mist, smaller than a human, huddled in the deepest corner of the rock strata.

Its head horn was broken, its armor was shattered, and its malevolent aura was almost completely destroyed. It lay trembling on the ground.

It raised its head, looking up at the white-robed figure in the sky above that resembled a god, and let out mournful howls like a defeated dog, kowtowing repeatedly and frantically begging to be spared.

Li Chen hovered beneath the thunderclouds, coldly observing the debris below.

let go?

The blood debt of 300,000 dead has not yet been settled, and not even enough interest has been collected. Now they know to beg for mercy?

A cold, cruel smile curled at the corner of Li Chen's lips. He abruptly withdrew his sword finger, then pressed it down heavily again towards the core of the earth's veins below. He ignored the dying Yin spirit and instead unleashed all the pent-up lightning forces gathering in the clouds.

"Cut it off right now!"

A terrifying bolt of purple lightning, more than ten times thicker than before and almost connecting heaven and earth, carrying an aura of annihilation, tore through the sky and pierced the deepest part of the volcano's crater, striking the dark purple ley line node squarely.