Above the light curtain of the Cangwu Azure Cloud Formation, countless ancient runes flowed like living creatures, churning Ye Chuan's pitch-black domain into ceaseless turmoil.
Elder Lingqing knelt beside the formation's core, his hands forming seals to continuously pour spiritual energy into the array. Though the blood had drained from his face, his eyes held a wild ecstasy—as long as the formation held, Qingyunzi could stabilize his injuries. Then, if the two of them joined forces, they might still have a chance to turn the tables!
No one ever imagined that the Azure Cloud Sect would one day be pushed to such a desperate brink by a mere child, a remnant of the Jade Void Sect!
Qingyunzi sat cross-legged within the golden protective barrier, swallowing healing pills one after another. Although the cognitive corruption still ravaged his Sea of Consciousness, the formation's spiritual light constantly washed over his mind, allowing him to barely stabilize his Dao foundation.
He looked up at Ye Chuan, his eyes filled with venomous spite.
"You insolent brat! The Cangwu Azure Cloud Formation is an ancient immortal array. Even a mighty expert at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm would struggle to break it! Today, you two have no hope of escape!"
Before his voice had even died away, the phantoms on the light curtain suddenly swooped down toward Ye Chuan and Bai Qianshuang in unison.
That terrifying aura carried a might capable of burning mountains and boiling seas. Wherever it passed, the chaotic black mist within the domain evaporated instantly, and even the roars of the million remnant demon souls grew quieter.
"Ye Chuan, let me block this." Bai Qianshuang gripped her long sword tightly, about to invoke the power of the Imperial Seal again, but Ye Chuan gently pressed down on her shoulder.
"Step back. Watch me."
Ye Chuan's voice remained calm, yet it carried an unquestionable strength.
He walked forward slowly, the Demonic Sword Beiyana humming in his hand. Pitch-black demonic flames intertwined with chaotic spiritual light on the blade, rippling with faint purple-gold waves.
"You think a mere child like you can break my ancient immortal array?"
Elder Lingqing sneered, but before he finished speaking, he saw Ye Chuan raise his hand and slash!
"Watch closely. This is Chaos."
There was no earth-shattering roar, only a streak of pitch-black chaotic sword energy.
The sword energy was initially only three feet long, but the moment it was unleashed, it expanded wildly, turning into a black rainbow of sword light that pierced through heaven and earth!
On this rainbow of light, the power of chaos and demonic flames intertwined. Countless tiny spatial rifts flickered at the edges of the blade. Wherever it passed, even light itself was completely devoured!
This strike had no flashy effects, yet it contained a terrifying might capable of splitting heaven and earth—it was the primordial power from the beginning of chaos, a supreme existence that transcended the laws of the world!
"Boom!"
The chaotic sword rainbow collided violently with the light curtain of the Cangwu Azure Cloud Formation!
In an instant, the world lost its color, and the sun and moon dimmed!
The golden light curtain and the black sword rainbow clashed madly. Countless golden runes shattered inch by inch under the black rainbow, swallowed up into nothingness. The phantoms of the great array roared as they lunged at the rainbow, only to be easily pierced through, dissolving into scattered golden light.
The entire Azure Cloud Mountain Range trembled violently. Buildings on the main peak's plaza crumbled to dust. The underground spiritual veins were agitated by the impact of the two terrifying forces, erupting into pillars of spiritual energy that shot into the sky.
"So... so terrifying!"
The cultivators on the viewing platform were scared out of their wits. They lay prostrate on the ground, shivering, not even daring to lift their heads—this was a battle far beyond a level they could observe!
"Impossible! This is impossible!" Seeing that strange black energy constantly devouring and decomposing the formation, Elder Lingqing's eyes threatened to split open. He formed seals frantically, pouring all his spiritual power into the array.
"Cangwu Azure Cloud Formation, hold it back!"
The golden light on the barrier surged, attempting to repair the breach torn by the sword rainbow, but the power of the chaotic sword rainbow far exceeded his imagination.
The chaos energy constantly eroded the light curtain. The golden spiritual light melted like snow under the black rainbow. The cracks on the curtain grew larger and larger, eventually spreading across the entire barrier!
"Crack—!"
Ye Chuan smiled. "Break."
With an earth-shattering crisp sound, the light curtain of the Cangwu Azure Cloud Formation shattered!
Countless golden fragments splashed through the air, the sound resembling a mournful wail. With just a single sword strike, the entire formation collapsed completely!
Ye Chuan stood proudly in the void, holding the Demonic Sword. The pitch-black, demon-like chaotic sword energy still flowed around him. His small figure now seemed like a Chaos Demon God holding the power of life and death.
He raised his eyes to look at the dumbfounded Qingyunzi and Elder Lingqing at the formation core, his tone calm. "Any moves left?"
Dead silence filled the arena!
Qingyunzi slumped to the ground, muttering to himself, his eyes filled with despair—
Even the Cangwu Azure Cloud Formation had been split open by a single strike from the opponent. What kind of monster was this child?
Elder Lingqing trembled all over, the blood draining from his face. He knew that the end of the Azure Cloud Sect had truly arrived!
Bai Qianshuang stood behind Ye Chuan, looking at the chaotic sword rainbow that pierced heaven and earth, her eyes filled with shock—was this Ye Chuan's true strength? To be terrifying to such a degree!
To think back then... Ye Chuan was just an ordinary mortal. Yet one day, he could stand before her and defeat three patriarchs with a single sword!
Ye Chuan walked slowly toward the formation core, the Demonic Sword Beiyana emitting a hungry hum in his hand.
Qingyunzi and Elder Lingqing watched him approach step by step, their eyes filled with fear, yet they didn't even have the strength to run.
"It is time to settle the debts of the past." Ye Chuan looked at the Azure Cloud Mountain Range beneath his feet, then at Qingyunzi and Lingqing, and finally turned his head to look at Qianshuang.
"Qianshuang, shall I leave the final blow to you?"
Bai Qianshuang, standing not far behind him, was stunned for a moment, but in the end, she gently shook her head.
"...Ye Chuan, you do it."
Hearing Qianshuang say that, Ye Chuan said no more. Although he was only at the Dao Enlightenment Realm, three Mahayana experts were indeed not enough for him to kill—Ye Chuan simply had too many buffs on his entire body.
His current cultivation was inseparable from sweat and hard work.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Ye Chuan looked at Qingyunzi. "You..."
"Who exactly are you?!" Qingyunzi stared dead at Ye Chuan. "My Azure Cloud Sect has never offended a figure like you!"
"Is that so?" Ye Chuan spoke. "Have you forgotten? That day in the great hall, I drew down the lightning tribulation and even beat up Qin Tianya."
Qingyunzi froze for a moment. Soon, his eyes were filled with disbelief. "You are... Huang Haotian from that day?!"
"How could you possess such cultivation?!"
Qingyunzi clearly remembered that Ye Chuan had detonated his divine soul and vanished right in front of him. How could he possibly be standing here now!
"My name is not Huang Haotian, nor is it Haotian Huang." Ye Chuan said faintly.
"Remember my name. The partner of the Jade Void Sect's Saintess, Ye Chuan."
He didn't even lift a finger. Under the constant amplification of the cognitive corruption, Qingyunzi and Lingqing couldn't speak a word. They could only watch helplessly as their physical bodies melted away, and finally, their divine souls were captured by Ye Chuan into the Human Emperor Banner.
"I hate you!"
"Argh!!!!!!!"
As for the remaining disciples of the Azure Cloud Sect, ninety-nine percent of them were dragged into the Human Emperor Banner.
The Azure Cloud Sect was thus annihilated.
He walked toward Bai Qianshuang.
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