Chapter 86: The Abyss Destroyed, Settling Scores with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan After the Harvest

"Leave? You think... this is the end?!"

The roar of the Shenyuan Shengjun shook the entire plane, madness burning within its blood-colored vertical pupils.

It suddenly raised its hand, and the Heaven-Saint Rending Abyss Halberd erupted with monstrous black light; wherever the halberd blade passed, even space was torn into pitch-black fissures!

"Human, on this sovereign's territory, I am the master!!"

"Boom—!"

The Shenyuan Shengjun slashed down with the halberd, the terrifying halberd radiance transforming into a torrent of darkness that spanned the heavens and earth; wherever it passed, all things were annihilated!

Facing this world-destroying strike, Zhexian finally stopped holding back.

His gaze sharpened, his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and a power of extreme violence erupted from within his body—

"Heaven Horned Ant Precious Technique—Extreme of Strength!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, the muscles of his right arm knotted, the terrifying power causing even the surrounding space to begin to distort!

Zhexian took a step forward, actually meeting the Heaven-Saint Rending Abyss Halberd head-on with his physical body!

"Clang—!!!"

Fist and halberd collided, erupting with a deafening roar!

The Shenyuan Shengjun's pupils shrank abruptly: "What?! You can actually take a Super Divine Tool head-on with your physical body?!"

Zhexian's expression was indifferent; his right fist shook violently, and the extreme power of the Heaven Horned Ant erupted with a bang!

"Crack!"

The blade of the Heaven-Saint Rending Abyss Halberd was actually cracked by this punch!

"Impossible!!" the Shenyuan Shengjun roared, frantically driving the power of the Abyss, the black light on the halberd blade surging as it tried to suppress Zhexian.

However, the corners of Zhexian's mouth curled up slightly, and his left hand suddenly raised—

"True Phoenix Precious Technique—Nirvana Fire!"

"Screech—!"

A clear phoenix cry resounded through the Abyss, and the scorching True Phoenix Fire erupted from his palm, transforming into a flaming phoenix that blotted out the sky and sun, pouncing toward the Shenyuan Shengjun!

"Boom—!"

The Nirvana Fire burned all things, even the energy of the Abyss was ignited!

"Ah—!"

The Shenyuan Shengjun let out a shrill scream, its blood-colored vertical pupils scorched by the flames, and the Heaven-Saint Rending Abyss Halberd began to melt under the high temperature!

"Damned human!!"

It struggled frantically, trying to extinguish the flames, but the True Phoenix Fire was endless and could not be put out at all!

Zhexian's gaze was cold, his right hand clenched into a fist once more, and the extreme power of the Heaven Horned Ant gathered—

"It's over."

"Boom—!"

A punch was thrown, and space collapsed!

This punch directly pierced through the vertical pupils of the Shenyuan Shengjun, the terrifying power even blasting its body into pieces!

"Im... pos... sible..."

The voice of the Shenyuan Shengjun stopped abruptly, and its entire body was completely reduced to ashes in the True Phoenix Fire!

And with its fall, the Heaven-Saint Rending Abyss Halberd also crumbled inch by inch, finally turning into countless black fragments and dissipating into the void.

The entire Abyss Plane began to collapse, countless dark energies dissipated, and the origin of the plane was completely annihilated!

Zhexian withdrew his fist and stood still, the True Phoenix Fire slowly extinguishing, and the power of the Heaven Horned Ant gradually calming down.

He turned to look at Guyuena and said indifferently, "Let's go."

Guyuena's gaze was shocked; she had not yet recovered from the battle just now.

"Just... how strong are you?"

Zhexian smiled slightly but did not answer, merely raising his hand and waving it, opening a spatial rift.

"Time to go back."

Guyuena took a deep breath, took one last look at the collapsing Abyss, and then stepped into the rift with him, disappearing from the spot.

Outside the Shenyuan Liefeng.

Ditian and the others were still waiting anxiously, when suddenly—

"Boom!"

Space tore open, and the figures of Zhexian and Guyuena slowly emerged.

"Master!" Xiongjun roared excitedly.

Ditian and the others immediately knelt on one knee, their eyes filled with awe.

Qian Daoliu and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, their gazes toward Zhexian filled with deep shock.

Zhexian did not say much, merely saying indifferently to Guyuena, "We part ways here."

Guyuena opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something, but in the end, she only nodded gently: "Thank you."

Zhexian smiled slightly, his figure gradually fading, finally turning into a wisp of pink flower petals and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The crowd looked in the direction he had left, remaining silent for a long time.

This battle saw the Abyss destroyed, and the name of Zhexian... completely shocked the continent!

The battle of the planes was over, but no one could feel happy.

At this moment, a torrential rain began to fall from the sky, and thunder roared.

The camp led by Qian Daoliu of the Spirit Hall and the camp led by Guyuena of the Soul Beasts stared at each other, the atmosphere tense and ready to snap.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

Qian Daoliu sighed and ordered the Spirit Hall army to retreat.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the white-clothed man and the silver-haired girl from just now had a deep relationship.

If he were to clash with the other side now, he would be no match not only for that white-clothed man, but even for the several fierce beasts behind the silver-haired girl if they joined forces.

At this moment, Qian Daoliu seemed to have aged significantly.

There were still many on the continent stronger than him.

……

Qian Daoliu watched as Guyuena led the Soul Beast army away, the wrinkles on his face appearing exceptionally deep in the rain. He turned slowly, his gaze sweeping over the exhausted Spirit Hall Soul Masters behind him, the gentleness in his eyes gradually replaced by coldness.

"All troops, listen to my order!" Qian Daoliu's voice exploded in the rain, "Target—Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo suddenly raised his head: "Big Brother, are we not returning to the Spirit Hall?"

A cold light flickered in Qian Daoliu's eyes: "No rush. Today, this old man will settle an old score first!"

Following his order, the entire army of thirty thousand from the Spirit Hall changed direction, marching in a mighty force toward the direction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The sound of thunder drowned out the footsteps of the army.

Above the sky, countless black clouds gathered together, the sound of thunder rolling; not a single resident of the cities they passed dared to look outside.

In the curtain of rain, the phantom of the Six-Winged Angel behind Qian Daoliu appeared and disappeared, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

Three days later, in front of the mountain gate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

"Yu Yuanzhen!" Qian Daoliu's voice sounded like a thunderclap, "Get out here!"

Inside the mountain gate, there was chaos, and several Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect disciples fled in panic.

Ghost Leopard Douluo let out a cold laugh, his figure turning into black mist as he chased after them; in the blink of an eye, shrill screams rang out.

"Spirit Hall! What is the meaning of this?" Yu Yuanzhen finally appeared, followed by dozens of sect elders, each of them wearing an expression of shock and anger.

Qian Daoliu stood with his hands behind his back, the rain evaporating automatically three feet away from his body: "When the Abyss invaded, my Spirit Hall issued seven emergency summons, why did your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect remain unmoved throughout?"

Yu Yuanzhen's expression changed slightly: "My sect's disciples were all out training, we were truly unable to spare the manpower."

"Bullshit!" Qian Daoliu shouted angrily, nine Soul Rings suddenly lighting up, "As one of the Upper Three Sects, Sect Master Ning personally led a team to come! Do you take this old man for a three-year-old child?"

Before his words had even faded, Qian Daoliu had already appeared before Yu Yuanzhen like a ghost. His Six-Winged Angel martial soul was fully released, the holy light evaporating the raindrops within a hundred-meter radius into mist.

Yu Yuanzhen hastily released his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul, but it was too late.

Qian Daoliu struck out with a palm, sending him flying dozens of meters, stopping only after he had snapped three towering ancient trees.

(End of this chapter)