fantasy novels Chapter 1150 - 348: Senior, When Did My Taiqing Sect Offend You?
Chapter 1150 - 348: Senior, When Did My Taiqing Sect Offend You?
Where it passed, space twisted and shattered like glass, and all things decayed—Death Spirit Tribulation Finger!
This was Nangong Xiongba’s renowned technique; back then, Nangong Lu had used this move to crush Zhou Qing with a wisp of essence from the jade pendant.
"Swish, swish, swish—"
Sounds of air breaking filled the sky as all stewards, elders, and disciples of the Taiqing Sect rushed over.
Torrents of spiritual power surged like rivers converging into the sea, crazily pouring into the array disc.
"Sizzle—"
The Death Spirit Tribulation Finger collided violently with the three-colored grand array!
Not the expected earth-shattering explosion, only a terrifying sound of corrosion.
Only the gray-white death aura, like a festering bone, madly devoured the light screen of the array.
The tricolor spiritual light visibly dimmed, emitting an unbearable wail.
"Everyone, hold on!" Cao Zhengyang grimaced, bleeding from seven orifices, hands pressed tightly on the array disc.
However—
"Phew!"
In just a few breaths, six Peak Masters were simultaneously struck like by lightning, spurting blood and flying backward.
Cao Zhengyang’s right arm rapidly withered and decayed under the invasion of the death aura, flesh and blood dissolved, leaving only bare white bones!
Yet, they scrambled up regardless, pouring their entire spiritual power into the array disc again.
Seeing this, Nangong Xiongba’s lips curled into a cruel sneer, eyes flashing with a playful gaze like a cat playing with mice.
"Interesting." He slowly raised his right hand again, spreading and closing his five fingers. "Does a mere Divinity Transformation dare to resist before me?"
Before the words fell, he merged his index and middle fingers, and an even more terrifying pressure descended suddenly.
Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi crazily gathered, forming an ink-black vortex at his fingertips.
In the vortex, countless souls faintly wails, blood-red runes flowed.
"Since one finger couldn’t do it..." Nangong Xiongba’s eyes shone coldly, "Then let’s try another!"
"Boom—"
A second Death Spirit Tribulation Finger descended with overwhelming viciousness!
This giant finger was even more solid than before, entirely entwined with crimson blood patterns.
The runes at the knuckles were no longer gray-white but a glaring dark red, seemingly condensed from countless cultivators’ essence blood.
Before the giant finger completely landed, the terrifying spiritual pressure had already distorted the light screen of the mountain-protecting array violently, emitting a teeth-grating "crack" sound, seemingly about to shatter in the next moment.
"A bunch of uncultured wild monkeys!" Nangong Xiongba stood in the air, his black robes fluttering furiously.
"Today, I’ll show you the chasm between Divinity Transformation and Spirit Slash!"
"Crack—"
Space couldn’t withstand this pressure, beginning to break inch by inch.
The Taiqing Mountain Range trembled violently, rocks fell, ancient trees collapsed, the entire sect seemed to be facing doomsday.
Swish, swish, swish!
At this critical moment, three teleportation arrays behind Divine Peak erupted with dazzling light simultaneously.
One figure after another continuously arrived from the Golden Thunder Sect and Phecda Sect.
Even Cyan Feather Immortal Sect’s Sect Leader Immortal Xuan You, brought four remaining Supreme Elders along.
No matter the formidable enemy the Taiqing Sect faced, they were already one entity, inseparable at this moment.
Prospering together, perishing together!
In an instant, with Cao Zhengyang leading, twenty-six Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection simultaneously acted, their vast spiritual power crazily pouring into the array disc.
The tricolor light screen of the Zhou Tian Star Array surged suddenly, silver, blue, and red interwoven into a celestial net, forcibly resisting this finger of annihilation.
Nangong Xiongba’s pupils contracted, clearly surprised by Taiqing Sect’s hidden depths.
He snorted coldly, once the Nangong Family had this many Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection too, yet they were slaughtered by that damned Mr. Ji.
"Twenty-six, such a coincidence, well then, blood debt shall be paid by blood!"
He performed sealing with both hands, the power of the two Death Spirit Tribulation Fingers surged, continuously pressing down.
Yet unexpectedly, under the combined force of Taiqing Sect’s twenty-six strong, they formed a temporary stalemate with him.
"This array is interesting..." Nangong Xiongba squinted, gaze sweeping over the dazzling tricolor array.
"This array must have been created by Mr. Ji; once I flatten Taiqing Sect, I’ll seize it for the Nangong Family’s use!"
In a flash of inspiration, a blood line suddenly cracked open on his forehead.
"Third finger, appear!"
"Rumble—"
The sky and earth changed color suddenly!
The third Death Spirit Tribulation Finger burst forth, forming a triangulated siege with the previous two.
This finger’s power was even greater, entwined entirely with violet-black annihilation thunder, the blood-red runes at the knuckles transformed into sinister ghost faces, emitting a horrifying shriek!
"Phew! Phew! Phew!"
The array’s light screen twisted violently, array patterns on the disc began to collapse consecutively.
Among the twenty-six Divinity Transformation Realm Perfection, over half immediately spewed fresh blood, their spirits wilting.
The rest showed spider-web-like death aura cracks on their bodies, their flesh withering at an observable rate.
At this moment, no one noticed, on a lonely peak tens of miles away from Taiqing Sect, a lone figure stood silently.
Xuanyuan Shuo stood with hands behind his back, a dark brocade robe flapping in the wind, his eyes reflecting the apocalyptic scene in the distance.
He toyed with a crystal-clear imaging stone between his fingers, recording the scenes of Nangong Xiongba slaughtering Taiqing Sect entirely.
"Tsk, this old ghost didn’t take the Royal Family’s teleportation array..." he murmured softly, his tone carrying some impatience.
"Making this king wait here in vain for so long."
Within the imaging stone, three Death Spirit Tribulation Fingers pressed down like sky-supporting pillars.
The protective mountain array light screen of Taiqing Sect trembled violently, seemingly about to collapse completely any moment.
Yet Xuanyuan Shuo’s gaze was deep, as if contemplating.