Chapter 845: Experts of the Gui Family!

A streak of purple lightning arrived in the blink of an eye, that dreadful thunderous fire like a venomous serpent bearing a trace of a sinister aura, darting at the most cunning angle toward the Emperor of Abandonment, who was currently locked in battle with a host of array-forming immortal soldiers.

"This Immortal Whiplash of Purple Thunder once caused an evil deity's soul to scatter entirely during combat; even this Qi-barrier defense has been easily breached. No matter how celestial your strength or methods may be, I simply do not believe you can withstand this strike!" Seeing that the blow was about to succeed, Gui Ye finally let out a long-absent cold sneer.

At the same exact time, a colossally vast celestial fire, surging alongside the immortal soldiers' array, rolled turbulently toward the Emperor of Abandonment, ensuring he would have no leisure to distract his mind.

Yet right at this moment, Fang Qi, synchronized with the Emperor of Abandonment, was suddenly seen raising his right palm while contending with the immortal array, blocking all assaults, then plunging his left palm downward to strike out a single blow.

"To meet it head-on with a bare fleshy palm?!" Gui Ye's smile grew even colder.

But at the very instant the palm made contact with that thunderous whip...

That power of purple thunder suddenly surged backward in a continuous, torrential reverse.

One force driving in, one force driving out, two terrifying powers of lightning collided within the whip. Gui Ye could even feel that, under the conflict of these two forces within it, the immortal whip showed faint signs of being unable to bear the strain.

Yet this immortal artifact had been personally refined by an elder of the Gui Clan’s Weapon Sect, who had slaughtered a demon dragon, drawing its tendons and blood, and had personally gathered the purest purple Divine Firmament Celestial Thunder; its premium materials and exquisite refinement were beyond the comparison of ordinary immortal weapons, making it absolutely impossible to be destroyed thus.

Since that was the case, there could only be one outcome: the power of one side would be utterly crushed, and then... surge backward in a reverse torrent.

"...What kind of move is this again?!" Inside the Jiuhua City shop, everyone only saw that in the sky, though the purple thunderous whip had launched a sneak attack first, it was met with a turning palm from the Emperor of Abandonment, and a purple thunder far more powerful than before—like a horrific beast of the abyss—instantly swallowed the little purple snake in front of it, rolling backward in a reverse wave.

"It seems to be the Counter-Demonic Source," Nalan Mingxue, who had clearly studied this closely, explained. "To put it simply, it reflects damage."

"Is... is that even possible?! This is..." Song Qingfeng poked his head out the door, watching with immense tension as he spoke, "This is... an immortal's attack! And that dharma weapon is definitely no ordinary item!"

"The Sacred Demonic Primordial Fetus itself is a perfect lifeform created in the mortal realm by the Emperor of Abandonment to carry his consciousness into it. Although it can only bear a small fraction of his power, it possesses all kinds of advantages; calling it a humanoid weapon would not be an exaggeration."

"Not to mention the two layers of protective Qi-barriers on the outside, the strength of its actual body is not something easily breached. Even if it is broken, it will restore itself to its original state in an instant." Nalan Mingxue explained, "In the television drama, a flaw was deliberately left at the moment of its birth, but this one..."

"It looks even more perfect than that Sacred Demonic Primordial Fetus. Perhaps... there are no flaws!"

If Boss Fang were here to hear such a sentence, he would certainly add a line in his heart: After all, it is produced by the system.

"No flaws?!" Everyone stared at that figure floating in mid-air up above, who remained as majestic and unmoving as a mountain no matter how these people attacked, failing even to offer a single shift to dodge. "..."

"H-How... could this be...?!" Seeing this scene, Gui Ye could no longer maintain his prior coldness and composure; his pupils contracted to the size of pinpricks, his face left with nothing but terror, while simultaneously displaying a look of ruthlessness, "Explode!"

Instantly, that purple celestial thunder whip actually exploded directly, and that surging power also seemed to find a larger outlet, venting out in all directions.

In the sky, a brilliant purple flash of lightning covered almost the entire heavens in an instant, printing the whole world into a sheet of purple.

Immortal soldiers in the vicinity who were caught in the aftermath did not even have time to shriek; without exception, all were instantly turned to flying ash.

By this time, the immortal soldiers Gui Ye had brought were already broken in formation, their army no longer an army.

Only after a good long while did the purple thunderous light in the sky barely fade away.

"Is that immortal... dead?" A group of people poked their heads out from inside the shop, craning their necks to look at the sky.

"Look at the sky!" Someone suddenly pointed upward and said, "It seems... he isn't dead yet!"

Above the heavens, one could see Gui Ye, who had originally worn a silver crown and a golden sash, his long robe noble and elegant as he stood proudly above the world—this noble immortal from the Gui Ancient Immortal Clan was now crisscrossed with bloody gashes and scorched marks, his clothes in rags and his hair disheveled, looking incredibly wretched.

A glittering golden heart-protecting mirror flew out from the lapel of his robe, having blocked the vast majority of the damage, which was what allowed him to survive the world-destroying explosion of the immortal artifact just now.

Only at this time could the Emperor of Abandonment be seen shifted backward by a few paces, with actual wounds appearing on his body.

But just as had been said before, in almost the blink of an eye, he restored to his original state, as if those wounds from just now were nothing more than an illusion produced in human eyes.

"H-How is it possible?!" Gui Ye said sharply, "The Purple Thunder Immortal Whiplash is a high-tier immortal weapon that ordinary immortals rarely even get to see. How could this happen!"

With a gaze of complete disbelief in his eyes, he spoke, "Just who are you?! Why do you oppose my Gui Clan?!"

The other immortal soldiers had all retreated behind him, asking with trembling voices, "Lord Gui, what should we do now..."

"What to do...?" With trembling hands, Gui Ye plucked from the air that heart-protecting mirror which had just protected him through that explosion, an event that could well be called a catastrophe.

Immediately afterward, along with the injection of immortal spiritual energy, ancient golden trigram inscriptions faintly manifested upon that heart-protecting mirror.

As the spiritual energy was continuously poured in, these golden trigram inscriptions were projected into the sky along with the mirror's light.

He laughed with a touch of madness, "You are indeed an evil deity of powerful might; I am truly no match for you."

"Had it been anyone else of equal cultivation, they might not even have the qualification to flee, but..." Speaking to this point, his countenance suddenly turned hideous as he roared, "What do you take our Gui lineage for!"

He slowly raised that incomparably miraculous divine mirror in his hand, "This Nine Palaces Divine Heart Mirror was bestowed by the Sword-Wielding Elder of my Gui Family, the Supreme Lord of Marvelous Dharma. Sealed within it is the power of my Gui Family Elder, capable of replicating the power of his single strike."

The hands in the sky were slightly raised, yet his visage remained indifferent, as if nothing in the world had any relation to his own person.

"Ignorant lesser deity of a foreign realm," the Emperor of Abandonment spoke callously, "Know that only I, the Emperor of Abandonment, am eternal and immortal."

"Eternal and immortal?!" Gui Ye sneered with disdain, "True eternity and immortality are grand boasts that even those few Immortal Kings dare not utter!"

After all, for those whose lifespans coexisted with heaven and earth, if heaven and earth were destroyed, the immortal body would perish.

As he spoke, that heart-protecting mirror cast its reflection, and amid the trigram inscriptions that lit up one after another in sequence, the phantom of a white-haired elder suddenly manifested.

At the very instant that phantom of the white-clothed, white-haired elder appeared... a dreadful power condensed along with it, and the surrounding heaven and earth shook violently in response.

Looking at that immortal phantom that had abruptly appeared in the sky, along with the terrifying celestial spiritual aura, the power gradually condensing was something that Gui Ye below could not be spoken of in the same breath.

Watching this celestial light appear, Gui Ye's face revealed a look of reverence mixed with madness, containing also a trace of incomparably proud arrogance, "Are you trembling?! To be able to behold the strike of my Gui Family’s Sword-Wielding Elder, the Supreme Lord of Marvelous Dharma, you can die without regrets!"

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