Chapter 150: Lu Yining Defeated, The Xuanyuan Sword Makes Its Move

To say that Ouyang Chunqiu was utterly shocked at this moment would be an understatement. The surprises Lu Yining kept throwing at him today were simply too numerous. Although Lu Yining had relied on a secret technique to elevate his strength to the peak of the Martial Venerable realm, leaving a considerable gap between them compared to his own cultivation, for some inexplicable reason, looking at Lu Yining now sent a shudder of genuine alarm through his heart.

Meanwhile, Ouyang Chunqiu’s immortal spell, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, had already arrived near Lu Yining. Facing this formidable surge of thunderous might, Lu Yining’s expression still carried a trace of tension.

As the bolts of lightning continuously plummeted, Lu Yining pushed his speed to the absolute limit. His figure instantly transformed into a streak of flowing light, weaving endlessly across the ground. So fast was he that the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder failed entirely to lock onto his position, striking the earth in a relentless barrage.

The lightning in the firmament was steadily diminishing, yet not a single descending bolt had managed to hit Lu Yining. This realization made Ouyang Chunqiu's heart skip a beat with a sense of foreboding. Raising his scepter once more, just as he prepared to summon the thunderous power anew, a flash of golden blade-light abruptly cut through the lower air and hurtled swiftly toward his position.

Ouyang Chunqiu had not expected Lu Yining to dare launch a counterattack while evading his offensive. Caught off guard by his momentary negligence, the scepter in his hand was struck by the golden beam and knocked flying from his grasp.

With the scepter dislodged, the bolts of thunder still lingering in the void quickly dissipated. Seeing this, Ouyang Chunqiu flicked his right hand, summoning the deflected scepter back to his palm.

At that instant, Lu Yining’s figure materialized right before him. Without a word of hesitation, Lu Yining swung his blade in a reverse stroke, slashing directly toward Ouyang Chunqiu.

"Humph! You're courting death!" Ouyang Chunqiu snorted coldly and fiercely swung his scepter to meet the attack. The golden blade and the scepter collided instantly with a crisp, resonant ring. Under Ouyang Chunqiu’s full-force strike, Lu Yining’s figure was sent tumbling backward through the empty air. Only after spinning over several times in mid-air did he manage to steady himself. Ouyang Chunqiu, on the other hand, stood firmly in place, clutching his scepter without budging an inch.

"I admit I underestimated you. I never expected you to possess such capabilities. For a monstrous talent like you to emerge from the Heavenly Dao Alliance, you truly live up to the reputation of a top-tier sect in the Ancient Martial World!" Ouyang Chunqiu narrowed his eyes at Lu Yining and said slowly.

"Come again! It has been far too long since I had this much fun!" Lu Yining hoisted the heavy golden blade onto his shoulder and shouted defiantly.

Seeing Lu Yining's utter arrogance, Ouyang Chunqiu's expression darkened into a terrifying scowl. His wide robes fluttered violently as an aura far more powerful than before burst forth from his body, filling the entire space with a domineering, slaughter-laden atmosphere.

"Hmm?" Sensing the shift in the surrounding pressure, Lu Yining immediately furrowed his brows, a heavy look of gravity filling his eyes. It appeared that Ouyang Chunqiu had still been holding back during their previous exchanges. Only now had he unleashed his full strength.

After all, Ouyang Chunqiu was an expert at the Tribulation Passing stage. Although Lu Yining had forcefully elevated his strength to the peak of the Martial Venerable realm through secret arts, he still fell short compared to Ouyang Chunqiu by a distinct margin. Lu Yining was not arrogant enough to be blindly conceited, and he began to take this battle with absolute seriousness.

Reaching into his robes, Lu Yining retrieved a small porcelain bottle and said with a wry smile, "This is my first time out experiencing the secular world, yet I've been pushed to this extent. Talk about a miscalculation."

With that, Lu Yining uncorked the bottle, extracted a medicinal pill radiating a rich fragrance, and swallowed it without the slightest hesitation. The moment the pill entered his mouth, a gentle wave of energy began to course through his body. Whether due to the medicinal pill or not, Lu Yining's aura at that moment faintly took on the quality of a Martial Saint.

Seeing Lu Yining’s aura surge once more, Ouyang Chunqiu was stunned, thinking to himself that Lu Yining simply possessed too many hidden cards. A mere Martial King realm brat had, in the span of just over ten minutes, transformed into a living Martial Saint. If Lu Yining still had unrevealed trump cards remaining, the final outcome might truly turn out quite unexpectedly.

"You truly live up to being a disciple of the number one sect in the Martial Dao world. Such unfathomable trump cards are things even our Law Enforcement Hall does not possess. Yet, the more monstrous your display, the more it fans the flames of my intent to kill! Prepare to die!"

Ouyang Chunqiu bellowed harshly, fully unleashing his mid-stage Tribulation Passing aura across the void. The energy surrounding him escalated rapidly, surging overwhelmingly and endlessly.

"God-Slaying Palm!"

Following Ouyang Chunqiu's stern shout, the boundless surrounding energy converged continuously toward his palms. Then, as he thrust both palms forward, a majestic wave of power swept torrentially toward Lu Yining.

The God-Slaying Palm, as the name implied, was a technique capable of slaying even deities. In the realm of cultivation, this art could already be considered a true immortal spell, taught to them personally by Nanke, an Immortal Venerable of the immortal world. Its destructive might could well be imagined.

Yet, facing this overwhelming torrent of force bearing down upon him, Lu Yining slowly closed his eyes. To Ouyang Chunqiu, this was nothing short of surrendering to resistance, and the consequence of giving up was death!

A faint smile touched Ouyang Chunqiu's lips; he could already envision Lu Yining perishing beneath his God-Slaying Palm. But just as the palm strike was about to connect with Lu Yining, an energy fierce enough to rival his own Tribulation Passing cultivation erupted from Lu Yining's position and soared straight into the heavens.

Immediately afterward, Lu Yining’s chilling words drifted slowly into Ouyang Chunqiu's ears.

"Second Form of the Heavenly Seal Arts: Shatter the Cosmos!"

With his eyes still tightly shut, Lu Yining similarly thrust his palms forward in a slow motion. A vast and mighty surge of power instantly surged toward Ouyang Chunqiu's location.

Boom!

The two formidable forces collided instantly, locking into a deadlock within the void. The chilling, desolate killing intent of the God-Slaying Palm clashed against the magnificent, cosmos-shattering momentum of the Heavenly Seal Arts. The two energies battered each other incessantly in the empty space until, with a deafening explosion, both forces ultimately dissipated into nothingness.

Amidst the shockwaves generated by the blast, Ouyang Chunqiu managed with great difficulty to steady his footing. But Lu Yining was not nearly so fortunate. Originally possessing only the strength of a Martial King, his ability to fight Ouyang Chunqiu to this standstill was entirely thanks to secret arts and medicinal pills.

Under such overtaxed combat conditions, let alone hovering in the air, Lu Yining no longer had a shred of primordial essence left within his body, and his figure plummeted rapidly from the high altitude toward the earth.

Seeing this, Ouyang Chunqiu was hardly going to let slip such a prime opportunity to slay Lu Yining. Regaining his balance, his figure flashed instantly, a potent surge of spiritual energy condensing in his palm as he struck fiercely downward at Lu Yining.

Just at that moment, a heaven-shaking sword Qi streaked across the void, slashing rapidly past Ouyang Chunqiu’s front and forcefully forcing him to halt his advance.

Directly following that, a black figure materialized out of thin air beside the falling Lu Yining and caught him in mid-air.

The one who had intervened was none other than Xuantian Sword, who had remained seated inside the car all along!