Chapter 522: Nine Great Sects? All are the Departed

He closed his eyes, focusing on feeling the guidance given by the Heavenly Gang Big Dipper Formation.

Lightning flashed repeatedly, and the interior space of Thunder Valley suddenly became distorted.

Lu Yuan felt an invisible force surging, beginning to form an illusory yet very real shield around himself.

This shield could absorb all incoming lightning and dissipate it into nothingness.

【5> He tightly gripped the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword, always ready to respond to any emergency.

He firmly grips the Heavenly Gang Thunder Fire Sword, always ready to deal with any emergency that arises.

Although he had prepared, the lightning before him still made him tremble with fear.

Other sect cultivators also faced the same threat and choice.

Some cultivators tried to use immortal arts and treasures to resist the lightning, but in this overwhelming scene, their efforts seemed futile.

Everyone felt panic and helplessness in the face of the lightning attack.

They had never experienced such a powerful and mysterious heavenly disaster, as if the whole world had become hostile to them.

The thunder rumbled in their ears, lightning flashed in the sky.

Each bolt of lightning that struck brought more unknown, increasing tension and uncertainty.

Tense nerves made the members of the Ziyun Clan sweat profusely.

They looked at each other, their eyes revealing panic and helplessness.

Their power seemed so insignificant in this turmoil, as if they could be swallowed by the boundless lightning at any moment.

Boom boom boom!

Bolt after bolt of blinding lightning struck the ground, releasing intense light.

Flying debris and splashing sparks turned the originally tranquil Thunder Valley into the most tumultuous stage of the night. The remnants of the Nine Great Sects were surrounded by the endless lightning of Thunder Valley, continually retreating, daring not to be negligent.

They watched in horror as bolt after bolt of terrifying lightning struck the ground, instantly throwing up a scene of flying debris.

Lu Yuan stood to the side, coldly observing all of this.

He saw clearly that, in the ruins of the Ziyun Clan, these remnants of the Nine Great Sects were desperately fleeing, trying to avoid that terrifying lightning.

He took a deep breath, worry and gratitude intertwining in his heart.

As the last hope of the Ziyun Clan, he felt a tremendous responsibility and pressure.

These people were remnants left after the Ziyun Clan's destruction; they had once ravaged the Ziyun Clan and slaughtered countless innocents.

Now the calamity in Thunder Valley made them pay the price, but Lu Yuan could not suppress his deep worry and gratitude toward the Ziyun Clan.

Lu Yuan gazed at the fearful, shrinking eyes of the Nine Great Sect remnants as they fled, and a feeling of pity arose in his heart.

Although they had once been enemies of the Ziyun Clan, now facing the threat of lightning, they were merely weak humans.

With a puff, in Thunder Valley, Zi Cui Ling launched a slaughter.

Her sword danced like wind in her hand, mercilessly slaying the fleeing remnants of the Nine Great Sects.

Each strike carried destructive power, making onlookers tremble with fear.

Lu Yuan silently witnessed this scene, feeling considerable worry.

He knew that Zi Cui Ling's action could indeed eliminate the threat of the Nine Great Sect remnants, but for the Ziyun Clan it was also a great loss.

As the sole surviving clan leader in the ruins of the Ziyun Clan, he deeply understood that he bore the responsibility of reviving the clan.

The lightning tribulation before them was both a test and an opportunity. Lu Yuan's gaze was firm and cold, watching the remnants of the Nine Great Sects flee in all directions under the threat of lightning.

He knew that now was no longer the time to be lenient.

He must take decisive action, seal the exits of Thunder Valley, and end this disaster.

He swiftly employed immortal arts, bursting forth with dazzling, radiant light from his whole body.

The Five Elements Escape Technique and the Heavenly Gang Big Dipper Formation merged, forming a tremendous Strange Fire Scorching Wasteland Formation.

Flames rose within the formation, dancing like a demon's tongue.

In the central area of the Strange Fire Scorching Wasteland Formation, the terrain was steep and there was no escape route.

The remnants of the Nine Great Sects were trapped, unable to break free from this formation that was like a sea of fire.

Lu Yuan coldly gazed at the people trapped in the central area of the Strange Fire Scorching Wasteland Formation.

He bore no ill will toward them, but at this critical moment, human lives were paramount.

"Lu Yuan! What exactly do you want to do?"

"Zhou Yuan roared, 'Do you want to be an enemy of the entire Heavenly Might Sect?'"

Zhou Yuan's voice carried fear and anger; he could not understand Lu Yuan's actions.

Everything before him made him feel incredulous.

Lu Yuan coldly looked at Zhou Yuan, his face showing no expression.

"I am merely doing my best to protect the interests of the Ziyun Clan."

"Protect the interests of the Ziyun Clan?"

"Zhou Yuan laughed angrily, 'This is just an excuse!'"

"Do you think you alone can be an enemy of the entire Heavenly Might Sect?"

"I know this carries risk, but I have already made up my mind."

"Lu Yuan's voice was firm and decisive: 'The calamity in Thunder Valley has arrived; we cannot stand by idly.'"

"Only by completely destroying the remnants of the Nine Great Sects can we leave a chance for the Ziyun Clan to revive."

"Zhou Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, then he seemed to realize something, finding the answer in Lu Yuan's cold gaze."

"He stopped struggling and shouting, as if accepting his destined fate. Lu Yuan glanced around indifferently, seeing these sect disciples facing the threat of death, he felt no remorse."

"His gaze locked onto the last few survivors, those people no longer brandishing claws and fangs, only fear and helplessness remained."

"The remnants of the Nine Great Sects finally experienced the despair they had never imagined."

"They had previously enjoyed power and status in the Heavenly Might Sect, believing themselves to be invincible."

But at this moment, in the central area of Thunder Valley, even survival had become a luxury for them.

Lu Yuan gave a cold smile, raised the Thunderfire Sword in his hand, and pointed it at those sect disciples.

"Only those of you who stay alive can avenge me."

As his words fell, the raging flames in the Strange Fire Scorching Wasteland Formation became even more fierce.

This trapped region has been drained of all vitality and hope.

The last few survivors, under dual pressure, could no longer resist.

Zhou Yuan stared wide-eyed at Lu Yuan, a flood of endless questions welling up in his heart.

He had fought side by side with Lu Yuan, personally witnessed his abilities, but had never seen such a resolute and ruthless side of him.

"Lu Yuan!"

Zhou Yuan looked at Lu Yuan's back and shouted loudly, "You're not like this!"

"Why must you be so cruel?"

Lu Yuan did not turn back, merely giving a contemptuous smile.

His gaze showed not the slightest wavering or hesitation.

"Do you think I would let off those who once harmed the Ziyun Clan and my kin and friends?"

"I have a duty to protect the Ziyun Clan and them." (End of chapter)