The blade was like lightning, shattering the heavens and earth, actually piercing through Ku Wuya's body. Black blood slowly flowed along the black long blade.
The black long blade was held in Long Chen's hand, and behind him, a pair of thunder wings over a zhang long appeared.
On those wings, countless thunder runes flowed, radiating dazzling brilliance yet carrying a force that made heaven and earth tremble. Unlike ordinary thunder, its will to destroy made even Divine Lord-level experts tremble.
Those wings appeared, and the thunder that had been flickering in the void vanished in an instant, as if all its power had hidden away.
"The aura of the heavenly tribulation... How is this possible? A Divine Lord realm expert stared in terror at the wings behind Long Chen.
In the Immortal Realm, only Divine Lord-level experts are qualified to undergo tribulation, and only they are so familiar with and so reverent of the power of thunder.
Below the Divine Lord Realm, whether at the Divine Fire Realm or the Four Extremes Realm, none are qualified to undergo tribulation. However, Long Chen encountered the Immortal Thunder Tribulation while at the Divine Fire Realm and nearly lost his life because of it.
However, it turned misfortune into blessing: the Thunder Dragon passively absorbed the thunder of the heavenly tribulation. However, upon reaching the Immortal Realm, the laws were completely different. The Thunder Dragon's control over thunder power was far inferior to that of the mortal realm, so it could not unleash the true power of the immortal thunder.
However, Long Chen won the championship at the Dao Debate Conference, and the ancient Dao Forum rewarded him, granting him the World-Destroying Thunderlight. Long Chen instructed the Thunder Dragon to cultivate the World-Destroying Lightning, since the Thunder Dragon itself possesses the body of the Thunder Spirit. Whatever Long Chen couldn't understand, it could understand.
When the Thunder Dragon mastered the profound truth of the world-destroying lightning, it made tremendous progress in the thunder of the Immortal Realm. At least now, the Thunder Dragon could begin to control the thunder of the heavenly tribulation.
So, when the Thunder Feather was activated, Long Chen's speed reached its peak. Since it wasn't his own power, he activated without warning, piercing through Ku Wuya's body with a single strike.
"You..."
Ku Wuya looked at Long Chen in disbelief. Everything happened so suddenly—so sudden that he was completely unprepared, and his life was already in Long Chen's hands.
"I'm giving you a chance," Long Chen said coldly at Ku Wuya, his black blade trembling violently.
"Pfft!"
Xu Wuya's massive body was shattered like that, and the ink-like blood mist instantly darkened half the void.
"Just ... So ... Dead? People stared at the black mist in the void, somewhat incredulous.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, the massive coffin that had been flying toward Long Chen's original spot suddenly changed direction and crashed down toward him.
"He's not dead yet?" People were shocked. If Ku Wuya died, the coffin definitely wouldn't attack Long Chen again.
Facing the massive coffin, Long Chen neither dodged nor avoided. He slung the black long blade over his shoulder, raised his left hand high, and aimed it at the coffin.
"Is he going to take the coffin with his bare hands?" Seeing Long Chen's stance, countless people widened their eyes.
A lotus pattern appeared in Long Chen's palm. As soon as the lotus appeared, the power of flames erupted, and a rainbow pattern appeared on the lotus.
"Azure Rainbow Flame"
As the aura of flames spread, the powerful figures present were shocked. Wasn't that Chu Shuang's flame? How did Long Chen control him too?
"Boom!"
At that moment, the giant coffin struck. Long Chen struck the coffin with a palm. The coffin was enormous and as insignificant as an ant before it. But when Long Chen struck down, heaven and earth resonated, and the massive stone coffin abruptly stopped, stopping midair.
Where Long Chen's palm struck, the coffin was pierced, and spiderweb-like cracks covered the entire coffin.
"Break it for me!"
Long Chen shouted sharply, pushing with his large hand. The coffin shattered with a thunderous crash, and amid endless flying sand and stones, a figure emerged among the rubble.
It was an elderly man with white hair dressed in extremely strange clothes. His face was gaunt and his body gaunt. Originally, he had his eyes closed, but the moment he opened them, a fierce and overwhelming pressure surged forth.
"Immortal King Pressure..."
The powerful figures present were shocked. That old man actually had the aura of an Immortal King—a terrifying powerhouse above Immortal Lord. Who was this old man?
"Looks like I overestimated you. I thought you had a stand-in, but in the end, you don't.
This Immortal King ancient corpse should be your trump card. Originally, you planned to control it to fight me, combining your strength to deal with me.
I gave you enough time to use the substitution technique, but unfortunately, you were useless and had to abandon your physical body. After your soul escaped, you merged into this ancient Immortal King corpse. Long Chen carried the black blade, looking into the eyes of the Immortal King corpse, and said coldly. He could sense Ku Wuya's soul fluctuations.
After Long Chen said this, the experts present finally understood—it turns out this Immortal King is actually an ancient corpse.
At the same time, he was secretly shocked. Just how confident was Long Chen? Judging by his tone, he clearly had the chance to kill Ku Wuya, but he didn't kill him. Instead, he deliberately gave him the chance to use the substitution technique.
"Long Chen, I'm going to cramp your muscles and refine your soul..."
The Immortal King Corpse roared, his tone still Ku Wuyai's, but his voice was dry, not something a normal person would make, sending chills down one's spine.
With Ku Wuyai's furious roar, the Immortal King ancient corpse spread its arms. After Ku Wuyai was shattered, the blood mist that formed was instantly absorbed completely by the corpse.
Long Chen, wielding a black broadsword, looked at him coldly, neither attacking nor stopping, only quietly observing every move of Ku Wuya.
"At this moment, Long Chen should use the power of flames or thunder to destroy the blood mist. Clearly, that mist is very useful for that ancient corpse." Luo Xue couldn't help but sigh.
Even she could tell that by merging Ku Wuyai's soul into the Immortal King's ancient corpse and then his essence blood, he could definitely control the corpse better. But Long Chen deliberately refused to stop it.
She was truly worried, because blood was still seeping from Long Chen's body, looking rather frightening. She couldn't understand why Long Chen would do this—he could have made things easier for her.
What she didn't know was that Long Chen was doing this partly to help his body adapt to the pain, so as not to affect his fighting. This was an experience Long Chen had never experienced before—he had to adapt his body to various adverse conditions.
On the other hand, he noticed that when he was in pain, the power of the Purgatory Eye was somewhat suppressed. Perhaps it was the pain that distracted him, making him less angry. As a result, the power of the Purgatory Eye was also suppressed, making his mind clearer.
When Ku Wuya drained all the blood essence from the sky, his shriveled corpse suddenly felt a sense of vitality. Ku Wuyai's face twisted as he glared at Long Chen, murderous intent surging in his eyes:
"Long Chen, you destroyed my body, and I will kill your entire family."
"Buzz!"
Ku Wuyai moved, leaping across a hundred-li space in a single step and throwing a punch down at Long Chen.