Chapter 441: A Single Sword Cleaves the Sky

Lu Yuqing moved with lotus steps, finally stopping before the ancestral hall at the center of the Daoist temple.

Gazing at the rows of spirit tablets ahead, she furrowed her delicate brows, her expression seeming somewhat dazed.

Just then, a thunderous roar came from midair, as if a thunderbolt had exploded.

Lu Yuqing's delicate body trembled, a trace of clarity returning to her eyes. She hurried out of the temple and looked up at the sky.

A dazzling azure light rose from the sea of fire in midair, forming a pillar of azure light that shot straight into the heavens.

An immense sword aura emanated from the azure pillar, causing the sea of fire to churn and the lightning falling from the sky to become disordered under its influence.

Before the sea of fire, Han Li's eyes lit up.

Before he could do anything, another thunderous roar sounded, and a second azure pillar rose from the sea of fire, radiating terrifying sword aura fluctuations.

Then, one after another, azure pillars shot into the sky.

In almost an instant, seventy-two azure pillars materialized, emitting terrifying sword aura fluctuations that interwove in midair.

The crimson sea of fire, like a flame in a gale, was easily extinguished by the sword aura fluctuations, scattering to reveal the white stone altar beneath.

The black clouds in the sky were also shattered by the seventy-two towering sword auras and dissipated without a trace.

The grand sword aura stirred up a towering hurricane, sending rolling waves of air surging in all directions.

Han Li's expression remained calm. He formed a hand seal, and a dense starlight surged over his body, then abruptly condensed into a crystalline film of starlight—the True Extremity Membrane.

No sooner had the membrane formed than the rolling air waves crashed down, nearly engulfing Han Li's figure.

At the same time, the True Extremity Membrane covering his body flashed with light, emitting crackling sounds.

But no matter how immense the air waves, Han Li's figure remained unmoved. He didn't even glance at them, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on the white stone altar.

As the hurricane swept through, the dense forest on the peak below was reduced to powder, and the ground was scoured away, becoming perfectly flat.

The several Daoist temples were also caught in the hurricane. The restrictions around them had already been fully broken by Xiong Shan, and they were about to be torn apart by the gale.

Just then, Lu Yuqing let out a sharp cry. A flash of azure light appeared in her hand as the azure feather fan materialized, and she waved it fiercely.

A streak of azure gale shot out from the fan, forming an azure tornado pillar that enveloped the entire temple.

Though the hurricane sweeping down from the sky had weakened considerably, it still battered the azure tornado pillar, causing it to tremble violently.

Lu Yuqing's face turned pale. She bit her tongue and spat a spray of blood essence into the feather fan in her hand.

The azure feather fan blazed with spiritual light. Its feathers, like a peacock spreading its tail, fully opened, then, with a series of whooshing sounds, flew off and merged into the azure tornado pillar.

The tornado pillar immediately blazed with azure light, expanding significantly and stabilizing.

The air waves soon swept past and gradually dissipated.

The entire giant peak shook violently, sending countless stones of various sizes tumbling down like a rain of rocks.

After a moment, the azure tornado around the temple dissipated, revealing the temple unharmed.

Lu Yuqing was slightly out of breath, her chest heaving gently, but her expression was quite calm.

She turned her hand and took a pill, then looked up at the sky.

The phenomena of the sea of fire and lightning in midair vanished instantly, leaving only a white altar suspended in the void.

Within the altar floated a dazzling azure light dozens of feet in size, like an azure sun, too bright to look at directly.

Seeing this, Han Li's eyes lit up with joy, and he couldn't help stepping forward.

At that moment, the azure sun suddenly blazed with light and exploded, emitting countless blinding azure beams.

Each beam was a razor-sharp sword aura, letting out piercing shrieks.

The white altar was instantly pierced by countless sword auras, shattered, and collapsed into countless fragments that scattered.

The eight coiling dragon pillars around it also met their doom, pierced by countless sword auras and reduced to metallic debris.

Han Li's expression changed drastically. He shot backward and waved his sleeve.

With a flash of black light, the Heavy Water True Wheel materialized before him, expanding to several feet in size, its surface covered with a thick black water screen that shielded him.

Though he retreated quickly, he couldn't outpace the even swifter sword auras. He had barely covered a short distance when they caught up, striking the Heavy Water True Wheel.

The true wheel shook violently, emitting a cacophony of metallic clashes. Black light flickered on its surface, and large swaths of water light were torn apart, the black water screen rapidly thinning.

Han Li quickly urged his magic formula. Thunder rumbled over his body, and his retreating speed suddenly increased, flashing dozens of miles away in an instant.

The azure sword auras flew only a short distance before suddenly dissipating.

Seeing this, Han Li relaxed. After waiting a moment and seeing no more sword auras chasing him, he waved his hand and put away the Heavy Water True Wheel.

At that moment, the distant cyan sun flickered twice, and the cyan light it emitted rapidly weakened, soon dissipating completely.

Seventy-two cyan flying swords hovered in midair, silently forming a circle.

Han Li's eyes brightened. His figure flickered and vanished, reappearing the next moment beside the cyan sword circle.

After this refinement, the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords had not changed much in appearance, but their blades had become crystalline and almost translucent, with a faint, elusive cyan airflow visible flowing within.

An immense fluctuation of spiritual power radiated from the flying swords, causing the nearby heaven and earth spiritual energy to tremble and ripple, forming a huge spiritual vortex centered around the seventy-two swords.

As if sensing Han Li's presence, the seventy-two flying swords suddenly blurred and transformed into seventy-two streaks of cyan light, like a cyan dragon, flashing into his dantian.

Han Li was startled, but then sensed the seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords quietly suspended in his dantian without any unusual movement, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

With the swords entering his body, he could sense the condition of the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords more clearly.

After this refinement, having absorbed the Myriad Ancient Sword Essence, the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords had undergone such a great change that they could almost be said to have been reborn.

In terms of total spiritual power contained, a single Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword far surpassed the several immortal artifacts in his possession, and even the Heavy Water True Wheel he had painstakingly refined could not compare.

However, perhaps because the spiritual power within the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords had been absorbed from numerous sword essences, this spiritual power was somewhat scattered.

This situation had also occurred last time at Tianjian Peak when he absorbed the sword essences of other flying swords into the Thousand Edge Spirit Gathering Sword Formation, so Han Li was not worried.

He looked at the seventy-two flying swords in his dantian, locked his mind on one of them, and waved his hand.

A cyan light flickered a few times before him, and then a cyan flying sword emerged.

Han Li raised an eyebrow. Controlling the flying sword did not seem as effortless as before; there was a sense of heaviness and sluggishness, as if wielding a heavy sword.

He did not mind. It was only natural that the Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords had greatly increased in power, and with some future refinement, they should return to normal.

Han Li formed a sword seal with his hand and pointed forward.

The cyan flying sword before him emitted a flash of cyan light, twitched twice, but then stopped again.

He frowned, opened his mouth, and spat out a stream of cyan light that flashed into the flying sword.

The cyan light on the surface of the flying sword grew brighter, hummed and trembled a few times, but then stopped once more.

Han Li's expression turned somewhat grave. He formed hand seals with both hands and waved them, fully activating his immortal spiritual power. Two dense beams of cyan light shot from his palms into the flying sword.

At the same time, his divine sense surged out from his mind and flew into the cyan flying sword.

The cyan flying sword immediately emitted a bright, dazzling cyan light and suddenly became agile.

With a "whoosh"!

The flying sword twisted, shooting out like a cyan spirit snake, and suddenly grew larger, transforming into a hundred-zhang-tall cyan giant sword, its body radiating an extremely dense cyan sword light.

A rumbling sword roar swept forth, causing even the void to tremble.

A chilling sword intent suddenly emanated from the giant sword, and the nearby spiritual energy of heaven and earth hummed and fluctuated, converging toward the cyan giant sword.

The light emitted by the cyan giant sword grew brighter and brighter as it darted through the clouds in the sky, like a massive, soaring cyan dragon, emitting bursts of earth-shaking dragon roars.

The white clouds in the sky rolled and churned, quickly scattering to reveal a stretch of azure, cloudless sky.

Only then did Han Li's expression relax. Gazing at the giant sword weaving through the clouds, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

The power of this sword far exceeded his expectations, rivaling the giant sword technique formed by the union of the seventy-two Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords in the past.

His eyes suddenly flickered, and his hands swiftly formed hand seals and pointed.

Rumble!

Thick golden arcs of electricity suddenly appeared on the cyan giant sword, several times thicker than before and exceptionally dazzling.

The thick arcs crackled and slithered on the giant sword, like rampaging dragons and ferocious tigers, exuding a wild and brutal aura.

The cyan giant sword instantly transformed into a golden lightning sword, emitting a terrifying, world-destroying aura.

Seeing this, Han Li was slightly taken aback.

These thick golden lightning bolts were incomparable to the previous Evil-Repelling Divine Lightning; their power was at least several times greater, and they gave him an indescribable feeling.

He stared at the lightning giant sword, his eyes flickering, then suddenly formed a hand seal and pointed.

The lightning giant sword racing through the sky halted, its radiance suddenly flaring up again. The giant sword swung, as if grasped by an invisible giant hand, and slashed through the void.

Boom!

A colossal cyan sword qi rolled out, several li wide, with golden arcs of electricity entwined around it, looking extremely terrifying.

The cyan sword qi shot forth, slashing toward the depths of the void, emitting a piercing, hissing sound.

Wherever the sword qi passed, a black trace appeared, as if it were about to tear through this realm, causing the void to tremble and twist violently, with spatial fissures appearing and disappearing one after another.

The massive sword qi flashed into the depths of the void and vanished, but the hissing sound continued unabated, and even the entire secret realm seemed to begin to tremble slightly.

After a long while, the hissing finally ceased, and the secret realm returned to calm.