When Li Qingyang channeled spiritual energy and lightning power into Heavenly Slaughter, Thunder Pattern, a mysterious force from the East merged into Purple Scale Demon King’s body, forcing him to enter the Planar Battlefield.
Why?
Because the brain-supplementing trio of three cannot be missing any member.
“This sword…” Purple Scale Demon King stared wide-eyed: “Could it have come from the Upper Realm? Nurtured in the Nine Extinction Thunder Pool?”
Lightning-attribute weapons were quite common in the Mortal Realm Continent—one only needed to embed lightning crystal cores.
But after Li Qingyang activated Heavenly Slaughter, Thunder Pattern, the lightning power it unleashed, whether in purity or intensity, had already exceeded the limits that crystal cores could provide!
So Ye Xingchen, He Wudi, and Purple Scale Demon King instantly determined that this was definitely not a weapon that should exist in the Mortal Realm Continent, possibly coming from—
“Sect Master!”
Li Qingyang said with burning eyes: “Can you find an opponent for me to test the sword?”
“Hall Master Zi.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Spar with the disciple for a bit.”
“…”
Purple Scale Demon King’s mouth twitched.
It seemed that his sudden urge to enter the Planar Battlefield wasn’t just for showing surprise, but also as a punching bag!
“Fine.”
Purple Scale Demon King walked over.
This weapon with explosive lightning attributes made him very curious about just how strong it was.
“Hall Master Zi.”
Li Qingyang said: “Let’s fight outside.”
Having finally completed the main peak’s construction, he certainly wouldn’t let even the slightest damage occur due to combat.
…
Several dozen miles outside the Starfall Continent outpost, Li Qingyang carrying the golden-glowing divine weapon hovered in mid-air.
Opposite him.
Purple Scale Demon King, wearing a school uniform, stood with his hands behind his back.
Xiao Zuiji and others stood in the distance, watching intently.
Hall Master Zi was a badass who fought many at once. For Second Senior Brother to seek him as a sparring partner, could he be very confident in his weapon?
Not really.
The main thing was that Purple Scale Demon King was very strong, allowing Li Qingyang to go all out.
If it were fellow disciples, they would hold back somewhat in sparring to avoid injury.
Simply put.
Hall Master Zi was very durable.
“Begin.” Jun Changxiao said.
“Swish!”
Li Qingyang flew forward with his sword, and the lightning power on the blade immediately became even more intense.
Ye Xingchen thought to himself: “With this sword, I’m no match for him!”
He Wudi thought the same.
Though both of them surpassed Li Qingyang in strength, with such a powerful weapon enhancement, it would definitely offset the strength difference.
“Whoosh!”
Golden light flashed, and a golden sword qi shot forth!
“Hiss hiss hiss!”
Carrying lightning power, one could clearly hear the sound of lightning sparks sputtering.
Purple Scale Demon King casually raised his hand and caught the sword qi in his palm, shaking his head: “Kid, your sword may be strong, but it can’t overcome this Hall Master.”
“Bang!”
He crushed the sword qi with sudden force.
As a Demon King who had single-handedly fought so many Earth-tier powerhouses, his physical strength was extremely terrifying. Even with divine-grade equipment enhancement, it was hard to injure him.
Li Qingyang wasn’t surprised.
As long as he could force Hall Master Zi to blow up his clothes and pants, that would be victory!
“Swish! Swish!”
His movement technique deployed, and streaks of lightning sword qi tore through space as Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern struck.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Purple Scale Demon King always stood in place, his hands frequently striking out, either batting away the sword qi or directly crushing it, demonstrating absolutely terrifying strength!
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head: “I thought divine-grade weapons would be amazing, but they still can’t overcome the Saint level.”
The system said: “Boss, is your Hall Master Zi an ordinary Saint-level?”
“Moreover,” it continued: “The power of high-grade weapons depends on the user’s realm. If the second disciple were currently a Martial Saint, holding a divine-grade weapon would be a completely different situation.”
“True.”
Jun Changxiao transmitted: “Qingyang, your exclusive divine weapon should have a button. Activate it and fight Hall Master Zi.”
He wanted to see what Heavenly Slaughter, Thunder Pattern’s ultimate skill was!
“Button?”
Li Qingyang’s mind locked onto the indentation on the hilt, thinking: “Is this it?”
“Swish!”
His thumb pressed on it.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Suddenly, Heavenly Slaughter, Thunder Pattern gripped in his hand began trembling violently, then flew out with a “whoosh” and hovered in the sky, flashing brilliant golden light.
“Mm?”
Purple Scale Demon King raised his head, his eyes showing surprise.
“Whoosh whoosh—”
Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern’s hilt pointed upward, blade tip downward. Special attributes rapidly erupted from within the sword body, then gathered into a thunder cloud form, gradually spreading outward.
Xiao Zuiji, Long Ziyang, and others saw clouds forming again and immediately recalled the fear of being dominated by the mysterious force earlier. They all retreated explosively and instinctively protected their buttocks.
“Senior Sister.”
Ling Yuanxue was confused: “What’s wrong with Senior Brothers?”
“They’re sick.” Lu Qianqian said coolly.
“Hiss hiss hiss!”
Shortly after, lightning serpents spurted from the thunder cloud that had expanded dozens of zhang, then gathered in the central area’s Heavenly Slaughter, Thunder Pattern. A lightning beam gradually formed at the blade tip.
“This…”
Jun Changxiao exclaimed: “It’s a bit like punishing oneself with Thunder Punishment!”
“Releasing thunder clouds to nurture the sword with lightning power, it was definitely tempered in the Nine Extinction Thunder Pool!” Purple Scale Demon King thought to himself.
Li Qingyang standing in mid-air closed his eyes.
As Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern continuously gathered lightning, his body gradually became enveloped in golden light.
At the same time, memories that didn’t belong to him were transmitted into his consciousness sea, eventually evolving into a certain technique.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, Li Qingyang opened his eyes, lightning coiling in his pupils, saying: “Lightning Control, Divine Punishment!”
“Boom!”
As soon as he spoke, Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern blazed with light, and the beam gathered at the blade tip instantly shot forth, forming a Thunder Punishment formation that struck down toward Purple Scale Demon King directly below!
“What is that?”
Planar warriors within several hundred miles saw lightning suddenly shoot out from the Starfall Continent outpost area and all widened their eyes.
“Boom—”
Just then, an explosion came from where the lightning struck. Though they were far away, they could hear it clearly, especially seeing ripples spreading through the air.
For a moment, warriors from all planes were deeply shocked!
…
At the hill.
Lightning raged wildly in the area where Purple Scale Demon King stood.
After a long while.
Everything calmed down.
One could only see Purple Scale Demon King wearing red underwear, his robust body revealed, while his full head of purple hair had been blasted upright by the lightning.
He wasn’t injured.
Just a bit disheveled.
“Kid.”
Purple Scale Demon King said: “Your sword is quite powerful, forcing this Hall Master to use thirty percent of my strength to defend.”
Li Qingyang smiled slightly and raised his right hand.
“Whoosh!”
Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern hovering in the thunder cloud rapidly flew down, inserting into the scabbard, as he cupped his fists: “Hall Master Zi, I yield!”
“Sect Master!”
He transmitted excitedly: “Is this the ultimate skill?”
“That’s right.” Jun Changxiao replied.
Li Qingyang, whose face appeared calm, felt wild joy surge within. Being able to force Hall Master Zi to use thirty percent of his strength to defend—if this were against a high-level Martial Emperor… no, against a Half-Saint, he might be able to defeat them by catching them off guard!
Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern wilted instantly after unleashing its attack.
But at least it was a sword weapon. Even if the ultimate skill entered cooldown state, at least its quality was good enough to use against enemies.
In contrast, Gou Sheng’s exclusive divine weapon couldn’t even be used for scratching itches.
Of course.
Heavenly Slaughter Thunder Pattern’s ultimate skill was single-target damage, and compared to Pointing at Rivers and Mountains’ ultimate skill that made anyone it looked at suffer chrysanthemum damage, there was still quite a gap.
“You’ve all witnessed how strong Qingyang’s weapon is.” In front of the hall, Jun Changxiao said with his hands behind his back: “As long as you contribute more to the sect, you all have a chance to obtain one.”
Xiao Zuiji and the others’ eyes immediately burned with passion.
They naturally also hoped to obtain such badass exclusive divine weapons.
“Sect Master!”
Li Fei said: “How do we count as contributing to the sect!”
“Very simple.”
Jun Changxiao declared loudly: “Actively teach martial arts to fellow disciples, or participate in sect construction and sect missions. This seat sees it all and will eventually reward you.”
That day.
On a certain outpost mountain peak under development, Ye Xingchen and He Wudi were working hard, with construction work like moving bricks and laying bricks completely within their capabilities.
…
Upper Realm, Boundary Hall.
Several elderly men with immortal wind and dao bones were discussing why the Starfall Continent, which should have needed five years to enter, had entered the Planar Battlefield early and killed so many people.
What puzzled them more was why some opportunities buried in the battlefield’s lower levels had been frequently found by planar warriors in such a short time?
“Ling Yao.”
The Boundary Hall official said coldly: “How do you explain this matter?”
The graceful woman shrouded in clouds and mist said coolly: “The Planar Battlefield was jointly opened by all the great powers. This Emperor merely performs routine duty. How would I know how the Starfall Continent got up here?”
“Hmph.”
Someone sneered: “In this old man’s view, you used divine powers to let them in.”
“If this Emperor had that ability, would I still come to Boundary Hall to accept interrogation?” the graceful woman said coolly.
“You…”
The elders were furious.
The Boundary Hall official said coolly: “Even if this matter has nothing to do with you, as the executor on duty for this Planar Battlefield, with a mortal plane sneaking up early, you cannot sit idly by.”
“Understood.”
The graceful woman turned around, saying: “This Emperor will fulfill my duty, however…”
She paused: “Since the Starfall Continent could sneak into the Planar Battlefield, perhaps it’s the will of heaven.”
As soon as she said this, several elders’ faces changed slightly.
The Planar Battlefield was jointly opened by multiple great powers with heaven-reaching earth-penetrating abilities, with layers of barriers laid down. Without being designated, planes could hardly sneak in. For a tiny Mortal Realm Continent to achieve this, perhaps it truly was heaven’s will in the dark!
“Heaven’s will is difficult to fathom.”
The Boundary Hall official pondered briefly, saying: “However, since they violated the regulations, they must naturally be punished.”
“Light punishment or heavy punishment?” the graceful woman asked.
The official said: “A small low-tier plane naturally requires no heavy punishment.”
“Understood.”
The graceful woman left Boundary Hall.
She knew the other party had been intimidated by her words, not daring to be too harsh with the Starfall Continent, since Boundary Hall people didn’t dare defy heaven’s will.
“Speaking of which…” After the graceful woman returned to her own palace and reclined in her chair, she thought: “Appearing in the Planar Battlefield out of nowhere and able to come and go freely—is it really heaven’s will?”
“Master.”
The elderly man said: “Since Boundary Hall wants light punishment, what should we do?”
The graceful woman considered briefly, saying: “According to the executor’s authority, if a violating continent appears, Battlefield Phantoms can be dispatched to attack their outpost.”
“What tier of Battlefield Phantoms does Master wish to deploy?”
“Primarily Profound tier, secondarily Earth tier.”
“Yes.”
The elderly man quickly withdrew.
The Master had reduced the light punishment to the lightest. Since Boundary Hall chose this difficulty, they certainly wouldn’t say anything.
“Starfall Continent.”
The elderly man thought: “Protected by the Master, you are very fortunate.”