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A bolt of purple-gold lightning, as thick as a bucket and wreathed in destructive energy, struck the high-speed, blood-red shuttle with unparalleled precision, like a divine punishment descending from the heavens!
There was no explosion, only a moment of intense light! The shuttle, along with the figures on it, vanished into nothingness in the lightning, leaving not even a wisp of smoke behind.
The old celestial master's figure moved slowly through the blood-soaked, wailing forests as if taking a leisurely stroll.
With a single step, his figure appeared dozens of feet away, shrinking the distance to an inch as if by teleportation.
Every pause, every shift of gaze, every slight movement of a finger was accompanied by a bolt of divine punishment lightning, whether thick or thin, bright or dark, and of various shapes, yet all equally deadly, striking down with pinpoint accuracy!
Some people tried to rally in rebellion, and several fierce Qi blades, poisonous mists, and flying needles rained down on the blue figure.
The old master never stopped moving. The area three feet around him seemed to form its own domain. All attacks vanished without a trace the moment they touched that invisible barrier, like mud oxen entering the sea.
With a casual gesture, he blasted the rebels and the spot where they stood into a deep crater.
Some people knelt down, kowtowing and begging for mercy, tears streaming down their faces, swearing oaths and vows.
The old master's gaze swept across, as if sweeping over a pebble on the roadside.
A tiny arc of electricity appeared out of nowhere on the top of his head, his pleas for mercy stopped abruptly, his body went limp, he was unharmed on the outside, but his soul had been completely erased.
In despair, someone attempted suicide by self-destruction, trying to take everyone down with them. Just as the violent Qi began to swell, a lightning needle of extreme concentration pierced through the core of his dantian, nipping the destructive power in the bud, leaving only a slight twitch in his corpse.
Efficiency, precision, indifference.
There was no fierce confrontation, no dazzling clash of moves. Only a one-sided, ruthless erasure, like wiping away a stain.
Every Quanxing demon targeted by the Old Celestial Master, regardless of strength, methods, or distance, has only one fate—in the next second, they disappear completely from this world in various unbelievable yet clean and efficient ways.
In the direction of the rear hall, several Quanxing masters who were a little further away witnessed this hellish scene and were terrified!
They completely abandoned any illusions, exhausted their life's cultivation, burned their essence and blood, and transformed into several streaks of light of different colors, fleeing madly out of the mountains! Their speed was so fast that it almost tore through the rain curtain!
The old celestial master finally stopped, his gaze calmly fixed on the streaks of light that were about to disappear into the horizon. He slowly raised his right hand, fingers spread, palm facing the direction in which the fleeing figures were fleeing for their lives.
"Thunder Prison - Heavenly Net".
Five fingers, gently clenched.
"Zzzzz—Buzz—!!!"
Centered on those streaks of light, the sky within a radius of several miles was instantly enveloped by a net of purple-gold lightning, composed of hundreds of millions of fine, hair-like, intertwined strands!
Within the grid, space groaned under the strain, and light was distorted and torn apart!
Those desperate streaks of light, like moths drawn to a spider web, were instantly entangled, cut, and pierced by countless strands of lightning!
Before they could even utter a scream, they were reduced to primordial dust along with the escape light fueled by their burning blood essence, amidst countless high-frequency annihilation shockwaves! Completely wiped out!
The lightning grid slowly contracted and dissipated, as if it had never existed.
The rain stopped sometime ago.
The wind, too, quietly ceased.
The thick, dark clouds were torn apart and dispersed by the devastating thunder.
For the first time, the pale moonlight shone unhindered onto this ravaged mountain forest.
Under the moonlight, the sight of corpses strewn across the field is an understatement to describe the horrific scene.
What remains are vast expanses of scorched earth, bottomless ravines, smooth, mirror-like vitrified pits, and a strong, acrid smell permeating the air.
The few remaining Quanxing demons who had miraculously survived were terrified out of their wits, collapsing into the mud or crevices of rocks, defecating and urinating, trembling like rag dolls whose souls had been ripped out, even breathing cautiously, for fear of attracting the gaze that would destroy the world.
All they want to say right now is, "Gong Qing, I'll fuck your mother!"
.........
The disciples of Longhu Mountain stood frozen in place, like clay sculptures or wooden statues.
Their wounds were still bleeding, but the horror in their eyes had frozen.
There were no cheers, no relief at surviving a catastrophe. There was only a deep-seated, profound awe of absolute power and...an indescribable sense of insignificance.
The old celestial master slowly turned around, his blue Taoist robe spotless in the moonlight.
His calm gaze swept over the surviving disciples, over the ravaged mountains and forests, and finally landed on the direction of the now peaceful rear hall.
"It's clean."
These two simple words, like a final verdict, brought this bloody purge to a close.
The old celestial master took a step, his figure blending into the moonlight and disappearing from sight.
This battle has made everyone aware of it!
There is indeed a "perfect peak" in this world.
His name is Zhang Zhiwei.
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Inside the Celestial Master Hall.
The ten elders stood quietly in the Celestial Master's Hall.
The old Celestial Master was silent for a moment, then said, "We need to investigate as soon as possible why the Quanxing Sect attacked the Celestial Master's Mansion."
Lu Ci nodded and said, "That's right."
Just then, Lin Shen entered the Celestial Master's Hall.
"Gong Qing, the acting leader of Quanxing, and Lü Liang, one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing, attacked Elder Tian, but I... killed them on the spot!"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Lü Ci.
Lu Ci clenched his fist.
Veins popped out on his forehead.
However, Lü Ci burst into laughter!
"Ha...hahahaha!"
"Good! Well done! Hahahaha!"
Every syllable is filled with an unquestionable sense of righteousness!
"Lü Liang! This wretched creature! He has willingly fallen into depravity, betrayed his ancestors, and joined the Quanxing Sect, a den of iniquity! He is already a disgrace to the Lü family and an enemy of the righteous path!"
"Lin Shen!" Lü Ci's voice suddenly rose, carrying an almost praising fervor. He strode towards Lin Shen, his exaggerated smile still on his face, but his eyes were unfathomable.
"You acted on behalf of Heaven! You cleansed the Lü family of its filth! You rid the righteous path of this great scourge! Truly... well done! A truly gratifying death!"
"Truly a rising star among the younger generation of the World Society! Courageous! Responsible! A force to be reckoned with! Truly a force to be reckoned with!"
The old Celestial Master coldly reminded him, "Old Lü, Lin Shen is now my disciple, and he is the successor to the Celestial Master position!"
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Chapter 97 The Grand Ceremony of Luo Tian Ends
The next day, after the whole-sex riots ended.
On the square in front of the Celestial Master Hall at Longhu Mountain.
The old Celestial Master and the others also learned from Tian Jinzhong that the true purpose of Quanxing's trip up the mountain was Tian Jinzhong.
If it weren't for Lin Shen, Tian Jinzhong would be dead.
........
Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders, had white hair and a white beard that fluttered gently in the wind.
He stood in the center of the square, and laughed loudly, his voice booming like a bell, instantly silencing all the whispers in the square.
Lu Jin's gaze was piercing, like a solid light, penetrating the crowd and precisely locking onto the tall, upright young man with a deep and unfathomable aura—Lin Shen.
"Hahahaha! Good! That's exhilarating!" Lu Jin took a step forward, the bluestone beneath his feet seemed to resonate with his heroic spirit. "Young friend Lin Shen! Heroes have always emerged from among the young, and I am completely convinced today! If it weren't for your decisive action and swift and ruthless methods, who knows how much more bloodshed those Quanxing demons would have caused! You deserve the greatest credit for this calamity at Longhu Mountain!"
His voice was passionate, echoing across the empty square. Every word carried the sound of metal and stone, striking the hearts of the crowd and drawing approving glances and murmurs of agreement.
Zhang Zhiwei stood a little distance away, his expression calm, and he simply nodded slightly, which was considered as acknowledging Lu Jin's assessment of Lin Shen's achievements.
"I value my word above all else!" Lu Jin's laughter vanished, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn and dignified. He abruptly flicked his wide sleeves, and a vast, yet extremely pure, aura of Qi instantly spread out! It was as if invisible runes were flowing and flashing in the air!
"The promise of yesterday is fulfilled today! Lin Shen! Watch closely! This is one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques—the Heavenly Talisman!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Jin pointed his fingers like a sword and made a sweeping motion in the air!
No talisman paper, no cinnabar!
Wherever your fingertips pass, heaven and earth bear witness!
Symbols formed from the void, and divine light suddenly appeared!
"This is a Golden Light Evil-Dispelling Talisman."
Golden light burst forth from Lu Jin's fingertips! A massive golden talisman, intricate and profound, imbued with the most powerful and yang energy to ward off evil, materialized out of thin air!
The golden light was dazzling, like the blazing sun in the sky, illuminating the entire square in every detail! Every stroke of the talisman contained the true meaning of the Great Dao, and just by hovering there, the pure yang energy it emitted completely cleansed the remaining yin and malevolent energy in the square!
Countless people gasped, their eyes filled with shock and awe.
"This is the Yi Wood Rejuvenation Talisman."
Lu Jin's fingertips shifted from hard to soft, and the blue light flowed like rippling blue waves!
A vibrant, lush green talisman instantly took shape!
The life essence, so rich it seemed to materialize, dripped down like sweet rain. Several old trees at the edge of the square, damaged in the fierce battle and withered in the process, sprouted tender green buds at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The disciples, still recovering from serious injuries, felt a surge of energy, and the pain in their wounds seemed to lessen somewhat! The talisman's power of continuous life force moved everyone present.
"This is the Xuanming Ice Soul Talisman."
Before the blue light dissipated, Lu Jin's finger technique changed once more!
An extreme chill suddenly descended!
A deep blue talisman, as dark as ancient ice and with patterns resembling solidified ice crystals, appeared out of thin air!
In an instant, the temperature in the square plummeted, fine ice crystals and snowflakes condensed in the air, and a thin layer of white frost covered the ground! The chill was not a biting cold, but an absolute chill that froze everything and sealed off all things!
The nearby experts involuntarily took a step back, and even their Qi circulation felt slightly sluggish!