Chapter 1442 There's nothing you can do when luck comes your way.
Chapter 1442 There's nothing you can do when luck comes your way.
A pillar of purplish-gold spiritual energy tore through the barrier and shot into the sky, crashing into the heavens and shattering into a blinding ball of light that exploded with a deafening roar. Its brightness was so great that it illuminated the entire celestial palace for a moment.
Such power was so terrifying that it made people tremble with fear. Even with the Xuanming Shield protecting him, Jiang Han felt a sense of alarm and couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
This is the power of several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators self-destructing together. It is much stronger than the attack of that demon emperor. Even a true Nascent Soul Grand Perfection cultivator would die on the spot without even a chance to be seriously injured.
Of course, no matter how strong the self-destruction force was, it only startled him; its power was far from enough to shake the immortal formation here.
Jiang Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He instructed the sword spirit to summon a golden talisman to break the formation on the lake surface and then rushed into the tower.
boom!
The purple-gold energy wave roared in after it, but it was completely swallowed up by the blue mist the moment it approached the lake, and it was unable to get close to the tower.
The blue mist was like an indestructible barrier; no matter how powerful the purple-gold energy waves were, they would be blocked once they approached the lake.
With this path blocked, the remaining forces could only continue to rush in all directions, instantly smashing the thousands of layers of protective array barriers around the courtyard gate to shreds.
A terrifying shockwave burst forth from the courtyard gate, startling Qin Yu, who was peeking in. He screamed and scrambled into a courtyard, where he summoned his True Spirit Treasure to defend himself with all his might. However, he was then engulfed by a wisp of the aftershock that rushed into the courtyard.
……
The deafening roar shook the heavens and earth, almost echoing throughout the entire celestial palace, before gradually subsiding over a long period of time.
In the courtyard, Qin Yu relied on a broken True Spirit Treasure to defend himself with all his might until the external shockwaves completely disappeared. Only then did he shakily remove the barrier and put away the broken magic treasure with a pained expression.
After catching his breath, he limped out of the courtyard gate, looking around blankly.
The palace road remained the same. Even after such a terrifying self-destruction, the surrounding area was still intact, and not even a single brick or stone was moved.
Although the palace path was intact, its surface was covered with a thick layer of thunderous sword intent, like purple thunderous liquid converging into a river, slowly flowing on the palace path.
As the river flowed, it constantly crackled and popped, with tiny strands of sword intent moving within it, emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine. Just a glance was enough to instill fear in anyone, making them unable to muster the slightest courage to take a step.
Qin Yu withdrew his gaze from the Thunder River with some difficulty, leaned against the palace wall to steady himself, took a few deep breaths, and then peered out towards the courtyard gate where the tower was located.
The place was just as intact as before, but a terrifying purple-gold spiritual light lingered there and did not dissipate. The two forces were still colliding. Just looking at it from afar made his heart pound wildly, and he wished he could get as far away as possible.
That's terrifying, absolutely terrifying.
What exactly is that Thunder Dragon technique? Its power is almost comparable to the self-destruction of so many Nascent Soul cultivators, and it can even merge with them to unleash such earth-shattering power.
The two combined could raze a city to the ground; even a demon king here would likely be reduced to ashes.
Despite his top-tier strength, he was severely injured again after only slightly touching the aftershocks, which even damaged his primordial spirit.
The other cultivators in the courtyard are probably all dead by now.
No, not just fear, they're all definitely dead. All those auras have vanished, leaving only endless, raging天地元力 (heaven and earth elemental power) raging everywhere.
The scene was like a desolate place that had undergone a divine tribulation.
What kind of monster is that sword cultivator? His strength is far beyond what even the three city lords can match, and even those terrifying demon kings are far inferior to him.
If the opponent's physical body were stronger, dominating the entire Immortal Palace would be a piece of cake.
At that time, all demon kings and demon lords will become resources in the hands of the other side.
Yet, despite being such a powerful expert, he had never heard of him before.
Qin Yu's eyes widened in shock. He subconsciously licked his chapped lips, a cautious glint of greed rising in his eyes.
anyway.
After such a devastating blow, even if the swordsman didn't die, he should be seriously injured, or even unconscious, right?
Qin Yu's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but swallow hard. His eyes gleamed, and his face flushed slightly with excitement.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally succumbed to the temptation of the celestial treasure, and despite the excruciating pain all over his body, he staggered forward and took a step.
As he moved, a defensive barrier rose up around him again, and he carefully stepped onto the lightning plasma.
In an instant, a sharp pain shot through his feet. The lightning sword intent spread from his feet throughout his body, causing him to tremble violently. His internal energy surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"puff--"
Before the blood could even hit the ground, it was torn apart by the lightning. Qin Yu was so frightened that he quickly retreated, carefully releasing his magic weapon to block the lightning before slowly moving towards the courtyard gate.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, unable to suppress the fear in his heart.
What terrifying power! Even just these scattered bolts of lightning could still injure him again.
If it were a direct confrontation, the swordsman would probably be able to kill him on the spot.
However, the celestial treasures are incredibly resilient, and no matter how terrifying these forces are, they absolutely cannot harm the celestial treasures in the slightest.
If that person is seriously injured or even killed, wouldn't the immortal treasure in his hands become his own?
Those are four celestial treasures, and they include four completely different and extremely powerful celestial treasures with functions such as attack, defense, enlightenment, and mount.
With so many treasures in his hands, his path of cultivation will be incredibly smooth, and his ascension to immortality will be just around the corner!
Thinking of this, Qin Yu couldn't help but feel excited. He took a deep breath and, despite the excruciating pain, limped to increase his speed.
Life is truly unpredictable.
He had previously thought he would never get the celestial treasure again, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and the celestial treasure, after wandering around outside, still ended up in his hands.
There's nothing he can do, he's just that lucky.
He was destined to possess a divine treasure, and there was no way he could escape it.
Look how powerful those people are, how monstrous that sword cultivator is, but even so, won't this treasure eventually belong to him?
The more Qin Yu thought about it, the happier he became. He walked faster and faster, and even burst out laughing.
But just then, the crackling and flashing river of lightning suddenly quieted down, and after a brief pause, it suddenly flowed backward toward the courtyard gate.
Just as Qin Yu was frowning in confusion, a figure in a purple sword robe suddenly flew out from the courtyard gate, stopped outside the courtyard, and looked at him sideways.
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