Chapter 1097 - 380: Heavenly Street Tramples Nobles’ Bones, Sweeping Across the Four Surnames and Five Prestiges (Five-in-One)

Chapter 1097: Chapter 380: Heavenly Street Tramples Nobles’ Bones, Sweeping Across the Four Surnames and Five Prestiges (Five-in-One)

Chu Xiuyuan shook his head: "How could it be? Everyone has their own aspirations. Now we are not only strangers but opponents. If I and Yuer meet by chance, the outcome might be uncertain, but if we die by someone else’s hand, neither of us would hold a grudge against that person. If we hadn’t realized this early on, why would Yuer have left Suzhou back then?"

Lei Jun: "So Elder Chu is worried that I would later go seek trouble with Master Chu? With Master Chu’s current actions, there’s no need to worry excessively."

As he spoke, the purple Thunder Law Heavenly Scripture Talismans and the black Xuánxiāo Five Thunder Talisman appeared on either side of Lei Jun’s body.

Thunder Roar and Dragon Chant intertwined, as the gigantic Yang Thunder Dragon and Yin Thunder Dragon extended their massive dragon heads from the talismans.

The purple and black Thunder Dragons roared and charged forward, splitting the waves as they went.

Lei Jun himself transformed into the form of the Doumu Star God Dharma, following closely, rushing through the shapeless sea.

As he approached Chu Xiuyuan, the Yin Yang Twin Dragons entwined around Lei Jun’s Destiny Star God, with purple and black thunder intermingling, Yin and Yang in harmony, greatly enhancing his overall power, taking the form of twin dragons emerging from the sea.

But at the same time, Chu Xiuyuan’s zither music changed.

He swept his hands over the Yi Yun Zither.

A grand yet brief sound rang in Lei Jun’s ears.

The image of great sound yet rare voice was shattered.

What followed was an incredibly intense transformation.

Centered on Lei Jun and Chu Xiuyuan, the surrounding void trembled.

It was as if endless sea tides flooded and affected a vast sea area.

The cultural and melodic essence accumulated by the Yi Yun Zither erupted at this moment.

This phenomenon is known as Four Seas’ Echo.

Under the surging of Four Seas, everything converged to a point.

Landed precisely on Lei Jun.

The intangible and formless sound wave, at this moment, was agitated with brilliance, visible to the naked eye.

The dazzling, towering angry tides surged against the heavens, as if wielding the power of four seas, rushing against the clouds.

Suzhou Chu Clan’s formidable divine skill, Vast Ocean Strain, at this moment turned into Towering Strain, with the support of Four Seas’ Echo, focusing all power onto Lei Jun.

Despite Lei Jun’s extensive divine skills of Yin and Yang thunder protecting his body, he was also swept skyward by the flashing tide.

However, seemingly unable to approach Chu Xiuyuan further, Lei Jun’s figure soon paused mid-air.

Purple, gold, and green brilliance, centered on the white jade Great Seal at Lei Jun’s waist, flashed continuously.

Then the white jade Great Seal rose, transforming into a gigantic three-layered altar mid-air.

The altar with a circular top and square base, with eight edges, shimmered with three colors of brilliance, massive like a mountain peak.

Lei Jun’s figure was enveloped within the ethereal three-colored altar, and with the altar, forcefully suppressed the raging waves below.

The power between both sides, from above and below, seemed deadlocked mid-air.

In Chu Xiuyuan’s mind, a layer of shadow suddenly emerged.

Although he had not comprehended the profound Fourth Layer of the Ninth Heavenly Layer "Change," his steadfast mind was simultaneously nimble.

Ominous warnings kept surging.

As if reminding him to dodge and evade.

A voice in his mind told him that maintaining this stalemate with Lei Jun and the Celestial Master Seal, both motionless, was extremely dangerous!

Chu Xiuyuan wanted to evade, but he and the Yi Yun Zither were trapped under Lei Jun and the Celestial Master Seal, struggling to move.

In the next moment, Chu Xiuyuan sensed danger approaching.

In the dark void, primordial magnetic star tracks crisscrossed.

A long blade hovered in the void, gently trembling.

Chu Xiuyuan was not unfamiliar with that imposing and chilling treasured blade.

The supreme treasure originally belonging to the Zhang Tang Royal Family, the Zhenshi Blade!

Prince Zhao Zhang Teng had indeed perished at the hands of this young Taoist.

However, the Zhenshi Blade was special; this treasure bore the image of an emperor and was not easily wielded by cultivators.

Even Zhang Teng and past holders of the blade needed a prolonged and earnest fusion between man and blade.

This process required martial arts prowess holders, using their martial true intent, to constantly engage with the Zhenshi Blade.

But Taoist sect cultivators could not wield this martial god weapon.

Not even the Xuanxiao Zi of Dragon Tiger Mountain, a Taoist Talisman Sect cultivator.

Even a Great Vehicle High Immortal from a Daoist Artifact Refining Sect would struggle with this blade.

...It was supposed to be like that.

But seeing the slightly unveiled Zhenshi Blade, Chu Xiuyuan instinctively felt that it wasn’t the Zhenshi Blade resisting Lei Jun, but something else was at play.

He wished to evade but was mired in his current predicament.

Just as the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly saw a bright flash in the distance.

The Zhenshi Blade quivered and disappeared from its original spot.

When it reappeared, it was already slashing toward Chu Xiuyuan!

Elder Chu barely had time to be surprised, struggling to shift his body and the Yi Yun Zither, but was still struck by the speeding treasured blade!

Three strings of the ancient seven-stringed zither were severed on the spot by the Zhenshi Blade.

At Chu Xiuyuan’s flank, it was as if a piece were gouged out of thin air.

The wound showed no blood, but was instead charred black.

The Yi Yun Zither emitted a piercing wail, a black scorched mark appeared on it, spawning more fine cracks spreading outwards.

Another string snapped, unable to bear the burden.

Chu Xiuyuan himself wavered, his complexion turning as pale as snow in an instant.

With all his experience, he was momentarily stunned before coming to his senses:

"...Taoist artifact control? No, that’s not it, it is...Primordial Magnetic Force?"

Chu Xiuyuan jerked his head up: "It was you back at the Nanzong Lin Clan’s ancestral land in Jiangzhou?!"

Lei Jun’s expression remained calm.

The Celestial Master’s Sword went into the Earth Sea with Junior Sister Tang Xiaotang and hasn’t returned.