Martial Arts World: The Devouring Star Technique Destroys the Great Feng Dynasty

The mystery that had previously baffled him suddenly became clear overnight, and he comprehended the long-lost Haoran Tiangang.

Having said that, he raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and a surge of righteous energy welled up from within him.

A golden aura, about ten feet tall, suddenly formed in front of him.

The surface of the protective aura was clearly engraved with the three ancient seal characters for benevolence, righteousness, and propriety.

The strokes of the brush convey a majestic divine power, gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight.

The surrounding air became clearer because of this righteous energy, and even the birdsong on the distant branches seemed a bit brighter.

As soon as he finished speaking, crackling lightning suddenly erupted around Lei Qianjue.

Purple-blue electric snakes leaped and coiled in his hair and on his fingertips. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the center of the crowd like a bolt of lightning.

His flowing silver hair was still studded with tiny sparks of electricity. He raised an eyebrow and looked around.

The lightning coiled around his fingertips emitted a deep, rumbling sound:

Where is Wei Changxuan? We agreed to meet at Chenshi (7-9 AM), and it's been almost a quarter of an hour already. Why hasn't he arrived yet?

Jing Ni stood quietly to the side, sword in hand, its smooth blade reflecting the ever-changing clouds in the sky like a mirror.

Even the slightest ripple from a gentle breeze is clearly visible.

Upon hearing this, she lowered her gaze to the flowing cloud shadows on the sword, her eyes flickered slightly, and her voice was as clear and cold as an icy spring:

The young master always keeps his word and never goes back on his word.

Before her words had completely faded in the wind, a clear, resonant sword cry suddenly echoed through the sky.

The sound was high-pitched and far-reaching, like a dragon's roar coming from beyond the heavens, shaking the clouds and causing them to ripple.

Everyone looked up simultaneously, and saw a golden crack, like a shattered mirror, slowly splitting open in mid-air.

The dazzling sword light, carrying the power of countless stars, streaked through the sky like a meteor.

The sword light drew a perfect arc in the air, its trajectory so beautiful it seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, before finally landing steadily on the open ground in front of everyone.

The dazzling light slowly receded like the tide, revealing a figure standing with his hands behind his back—it was Wei Changxuan.

He was surrounded by golden and blue true energy, which resembled two agile dragons.

Sometimes they intertwine and play, sometimes they hover and wander, each turn causing a subtle tremor in the space, and even the ground beneath their feet (the money) ripples slightly.

His robes fluttered gently in the invisible air currents, and the golden wheel emblem on his chest radiated a soft yet majestic light.

The faint golden wings behind him fluttered slowly, the patterns of each feather clearly visible.

The person seemed to be enveloped in a sacred halo.

The oppressive aura emanating from it was so palpable that it caused people to instinctively hold their breath and dare not look directly at it.

Chapter 428 Everyone was shocked! Terrifying control!

Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for waiting. A gentle smile appeared on Wei Changxuan's lips.

His gaze slowly swept over everyone present, a genuine look of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

That gaze seemed to possess the power to pierce through time, able to see through everyone's cultivation journey over the past three years—

You can see Lu Shaoyou in the Sword Tomb, accompanied by the Azure Sky Sword day and night, experiencing a sudden enlightenment when his sword heart is clear;

One can see the hardships Sikong Yan endured, spending his life immersed in books, his noble spirit growing stronger day by day;

One can see Lei Qianjue dancing with thunder in the depths of Thunder Abyss, his unwavering determination to draw upon the power of the nine heavens to temper himself.

We can also see Jingni's unwavering determination as she waits for her opportunity on the lonely peak, accompanied only by her sword.

Brother Wei! Unable to contain his excitement, Sikong Yan quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting,

A powerful and righteous aura emanated from him, unconsciously spreading outwards.

The shock caused the 800 broken stones beneath their feet to rise into the air and swirl around.

It's been three years since we last met. Your cultivation level has probably far surpassed ours.

Wei Changxuan raised his hand in a gesture of support, and the golden-blue true energy around him instantly transformed into an invisible barrier.

Gently deflecting the overwhelming aura, the barrier felt soft to the touch.

But it carries an irresistible force

That's incorrect. His tone was gentle yet carried weight.

In the path of cultivation, each person has their own destiny. Brother Sikong comprehended the vast and righteous Qi, while Lu Shaoyou attained enlightenment in his sword heart.

Brother Lei's control over the power of thunder is becoming increasingly refined, and Miss Jingni's swordsmanship is also unfathomable—the inheritances you have all received are truly extraordinary.

Just as the words were spoken, a gentle breeze happened to blow by.

The robes of the crowd fluttered gently, and the faint sound of bells drifted from the distant mountains.

It was as if a silent prelude was being played for this reunion after three years.

Yan Lingji lightly touched the ground with her bare feet, and her skirt rippled like a red lotus in bloom.

As she lightly twirled her slender wrist, the eerie blue flame at her fingertips flickered, its dancing light reflected in her glassy eyes.

It seemed to conceal an entire sea of ​​ghostly fire.

When the three-inch flame suddenly flared up, the surrounding air distorted with heat waves.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice carrying a touch of languid allure: "Young master, you must have only mastered some meditation and breathing techniques during your three years of seclusion, right?"

Wei Changxuan stood on the blue stone, his black robes fluttering in the mountain wind.

He didn't answer immediately, but slowly raised his right hand—his well-defined knuckles—as soon as he opened his hand,

Then, tiny golden rays seeped out from between the fingers, like crushed stars swirling in the palm.

With a flick of his wrist, the golden light suddenly condensed into a three-foot-long sword aura.

The sword's blade shimmered with a lifelike luster, sometimes coiling like a serpent.

Sometimes it stretched out like a swimming dragon, and a mysterious sword dance even performed in his palm.

call out--

With a flick of the finger, the golden sword energy transformed into a streak of light and shot through the air.

The beam of light was so fast that its trajectory was impossible to discern; only the soft whistling sound of the air being torn apart lingered in one's ears.

The massive, ancient rock, hundreds of feet away, still stood silently, its surface untouched by even the slightest breeze.

But as everyone held their breath and stared intently, a crystal-clear, mirror-like cut slowly spread from the top of the boulder—

The cut was so smooth that it seemed as if it had not been severed by a sharp weapon, but rather as if it had been forcibly split in two by the laws of heaven and earth.

Click...

With a series of soft cracking sounds, the entire boulder silently shattered, transforming into thousands of thin, cicada-wing-like stone fragments that fell to the ground.

When sunlight shines through the stone slabs, it refracts into a rainbow of colors, creating a dazzling spectacle like a shower of butterflies.

The cultivator couldn't help but reach out to accept the help from the few teenagers standing in the front row.

But the stone shards turned to dust the moment they touched his fingertips, leaving only a wisp of clear sword energy lingering in his palm.

"Such terrifying control!" someone gasped, swallowing hard as their Adam's apple bobbed.

Chapter 429 The Primordial Azure Sky Sword can cleave through the void!

Wei Changxuan gazed at the wisp of golden sword energy gradually dissipating in his palm, his voice carrying the sharp, metallic quality of clashing metal.

The voice was as steady as if it came from an ancient bell: "The Primordial Azure Sky Sword can cleave through the void."

The moment the words left his mouth, the surrounding air suddenly froze, as if it were amber.

All the onlookers saw was that pale purple lightning had somehow wrapped around his fingertips, and those electric snakes writhed in the golden light.

Sometimes it transforms into a coiled dragon exhaling its breath, and sometimes it condenses into the flowing orbits of stars.

What's even more unsettling is that the space within three feet of him is rippled with subtle wrinkles, as if a piece of brocade is being held by an invisible hand.

Is this the power of space? An old man with white hair stroked his beard tremblingly, his cloudy eyes flashing with disbelief.

The Azure Sky Sword at Lu Shaoyou's waist suddenly emitted a humming sound like a dragon's roar.

The sapphires inlaid on the sword sheath lit up at that moment, making his blue robe shimmer with a watery sheen.

He took half a step forward, the tassel of his black iron sword drawing a semi-circle in the air, the light in his eyes burning brighter than the sun:

Brother Wei, your swordsmanship has probably already surpassed the level of the legendary swordsman Li Bai, hasn't it? Why don't you let me broaden my horizons today?

That's exactly what I was thinking! Wei Changxuan threw his head back and laughed loudly, the sound of which stirred up a flurry of falling leaves.

His body suddenly shone with a golden and blue light. The gold was like the sun bursting forth, and the blue was like the deep sea surging. The two beams of light intertwined to form a tai chi pattern, enveloping his entire body.

Lu Shaoyou lightly touched the ground with his toes, and his green robe transformed into a streak of light that shot into the sky, the fluttering of his robes accompanied by a series of clear, melodious sounds.

Wei Changxuan moved slightly, and like an arrow released from a bow, he followed closely behind.

The two figures left two intertwined streaks of light in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye they had risen to a height of a hundred feet.

Choking——

The moment the Azure Sky Sword was drawn, a dragon's roar truly resounded through the heavens.

The sword's blade was even more lustrous than thousand-year-old jade, and a dazzling blue light suddenly burst forth from the flowing cloud patterns.

Nine solid sword shadows separated from the sword, each ten feet long, and the cold light flowing on the blade seemed to freeze time.

When the sword shadows poured down like a galaxy, the crowd could even see the sun, moon, and stars reflected on the blade—a heaven-opening sword intent powerful enough to cleave through chaos.

Wei Changxuan stood in the void, his robes fluttering in the fierce wind.

The instant he pointed his fingers like a sword, primordial true energy condensed at his fingertips into a golden rainbow several feet long.

Where the sword energy passed, spiderweb-like cracks actually appeared in the space.

Asking for flowers

A hazy, chaotic aura flowed through those cracks, seemingly capable of devouring everything in the world.

boom--!

At the moment the two forces collided with a deafening roar hundreds of feet in the air,