As Li Yanchu stepped forward, a sonic boom erupted, and stone fragments scattered in all directions. In the very next moment, he was already in front of Master Wuxing, thereafter he swung his saber downward. Then, a streak of searing flame burst forth, instantly scorching Wuxing’s robes and eyebrows. A snarling, vicious Asura figure manifested from Wuxing’s body, roaring as it lunged toward Li Yanchu. However, the divine aura surrounding Li Yanchu was far too immense, so much so that the Asura was crushed under the weight of his divine power and collapsed the moment it touched him. At this time, Wuxing’s Vajra Sect divine technique was instantly shattered. However, the force of Li Yanchu’s strike was also momentarily blocked. Master Wuxing countered with a punch. His knuckles were thick and rough-skinned, and they faintly gleamed with golden light. Meanwhile, Li Yanchu simply tilted his body to the side and evaded the strike with effortless precision. And then, he slammed his elbow directly into Wuxing’s chest. A surge of fierce, overwhelming power struck Master Wuxing head-on. Several ribs in his chest shattered on the spot; even the protective golden Buddha's light he relied on couldn’t withstand the blow. Just then, Li Yanchu solemnly reached out with one hand and grabbed Wuxing’s arm. With a mighty swing, he hurled him backward. Wuxing had just taken the brunt of the elbow strike and hadn’t even hit the ground before he was seized and smashed straight into the wall with crushing force. The impact left him dazed and disoriented, and he felt his head spinning and blood surging. The sheer, terrifying strength behind that throw left everyone stunned. Li Yanchu’s gaze remained sharp as he stepped forward and stomped down hard, directly snapping one of Wuxing’s legs. “Aaaargh!” Wuxing let out a miserable, piercing scream. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the Novᴇl_Fire(.)net Then, eight bronze coins were suddenly tossed out with lightning speed, scattering across the ground in the formation of a Qimen Dunjia formation! Then, Li Yanchu suddenly felt everything around him vanish and found himself in a strange, otherworldly space. Beneath him lay a massive Qimen Dunjia formation. At each directional point of the formation stood a figure, and shockingly, each one looked exactly like him. The enormous formation beneath began to rotate, and one of the “Li Yanchus” suddenly thrust both fingers into his own eyes. Two streams of blood trickled down his face, and the dripping blood looked viciously grotesque. Yet his expression remained eerily calm. Within the formation, the real Li Yanchu instantly felt a stabbing pain in his own eyes. Hot tears welled up, and the burning and stinging sensation intensified. As the formation shifted and changed, other copies of “Li Yanchu” began to mutilate themselves as well: snapping their arms, strangling their own throats, or stabbing their hands into their chests. The scenes were horrific. At the same time, the real Li Yanchu felt a powerful, invisible malice locking onto him. It was as if a gaze filled with deep venom and hatred had focused directly on his soul. His own body began to react; his arms, throat and heart all started to throb with sharp, unbearable pain. Clearly, this was a vicious and deadly technique. If an ordinary cultivator was caught off guard by something , they could easily fall prey and be destroyed. But Li Yanchu wasn’t ordinary. He carried within him the divine power of Spirit Officer Wang, a legitimate Spirit Officer of the Celestial Court. He was the commander of thunder, embodiment of pure yang and unshakable courage. “You’ve been pulling petty tricks from the shadows, and you dare show off in front of me? Heretical demon, die!” Inside the death formation, Li Yanchu’s figure suddenly expanded, rising to five zhang tall. Clad in golden armor, he was gripping a mighty golden staff. Flames surged around him, and lightning rolled through the air. Then, the golden staff in his hand transformed into a brilliant beam of light and slammed down hard onto the feng shui death formation. A sharp shattering sound echoed across the space, and the immense formation began to split apart at the point of impact. Then it fractured piece by piece, and in a flash, disintegrated into nothingness. His vision cleared as reality returned. Just now, though that scene had seemed to stretch out for some time, in truth, only a moment had passed. It was the instant right after he’d broken Master Wuxing’s leg, and the battle had taken place on the primordial spirit level. Such perilous confrontations occuring in a flash meant that even the slightest misstep could mean eternal doom. At this time, Master Wuxing planted both palms against the rubble and launched himself toward the tomb’s exit. Just then, Li Yanchu dropped from the sky like lightning, and his foot slammed down hard onto Master Wuxing’s back violently and mercilessly. Instantly, Master Wuxing’s spine was crushed. His body twisted at a grotesque angle and was nearly torn in half. Immediately, his vitality was severed. his hidden agent from the Western Vajra Sect died with terror frozen in his eyes. Li Yanchu’s gaze was sharp as sabers as he swept a cold look across the tomb chamber, and he looked just like a great Spirit Officer of Heaven patrolling the mortal realm and subduing all demons. His eyes radiated divine fire, shining upon heaven and earth. Then, his gaze halted at a certain section of the tomb’s wall, which looked identical to the rest of the chamber. However, Li Yanchu sensed a faint trace of unusual energy. It was so subtle that if not for the triple-enhanced Spirit Officer Summoning Talisman, he likely wouldn't have noticed it at all. With a steely glint in his eyes, he slashed out with his saber. Though he was still more than ten zhang from the wall, his saber force tore through the air in an instant and struck it. A large part of the tomb chamber lit up with the brilliance of the slash. Then, the wall suddenly rippled like water, and a disheveled figure stumbled out, barely holding himself together. It was none other than that elegant and refined feng shui master from earlier. The saber force instantly shattered the wall, carving out a deep crater. The feng shui master’s eyes briefly flickered with surprise, but his expression quickly turned vicious. This tomb chamber was filled with surging yin qi, making it the perfect environment for him to unleash his techniques. He could kill without being seen and without a trace. Originally, he had planned to sacrifice all the cultivators in this tomb in a blood ritual. But now it was clear that if this young Daoist wasn’t eliminated, that goal would be impossible to achieve. “Junior, just because you've picked up a bit of shallow cultivation, and now you think you can act with such arrogance? Today, I will show you what it truly means to invoke Heaven and Earth’s intention to kill!” The feng shui master stepped along the Seven Stars[1], and wind and frost chilled his face as he held up the feng shui compass. In an instant, the tomb chamber seemed to fill with countless wailing ghosts and vengeful spirits, and yin qi surged like a tide. It was as if Hell itself had descended. Between Heaven and Earth, a massive invisible millstone seemed to form and slowly began to grind. Harsh grinding sounds rang out, and a dreadful power that tore at the primordial spirit descended upon Li Yanchu. Then, countless wrathful ghosts and malevolent spirits came clawing toward him, shrieking and snarling at him. There was great terror between life and death. This was the feng shui master borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth to form a lethal formation, intending to suppress and annihilate Li Yanchu completely. But Li Yanchu’s eyes held not a trace of fear! Part of it was simply his unyielding nature, while the rest came from the pure yang Divine Dao aura that now blazed from him in waves. It expanded his mind and strengthened his heart, making him ever more bold and relentless! “Ridiculous! You think you’re qualified to speak of ‘Heaven and Earth’!?” At this time, a burst of pure yang qi as majestic as the blazing sun erupted from Li Yanchu’s body. To the legitimate gods of the Celestial Court, they alone stand supreme. This was especially true for Spirit Officer Wang, the foremost of the Celestial Court’s five hundred Spirit Officials, whose divine power commanded thunder and struck fear into all evil. 1. 七星 primarily refers to the Big Dipper’s seven stars, with deep cultural significance in astrology, protection, blessings, ritual power, and feng shui. ☜