Chapter 293 Detoxification in Progress

Countless spells formed a storm.

Lu Ye swung his stone sword, shattering a sea of spells.

Frost, towering mountains, flames—spells of all kinds exploded rapidly across the sky.

Beams of multicolored light rained down chaotically!

This was the combat style of spell cultivators, especially those who had reached the Heaven and Earth Realm. Their manipulation of the world's energy was even more terrifying, pushing the power of spells to their limits.

Lu Ye’s sword struck heavily against the beams of light.

The beams stretched his shadow long as he was forced back, yet the light itself was also being split apart.

Thick beams were cleaved in two as Lu Ye swiftly dodged, streaks of radiance flashing like lightning, arriving in an instant.

Suddenly, sword light filled the sky.

Clashing against the endless barrage of spells.

The explosions shook heaven and earth, sending ripples through the void.

Lin Chuyue watched this scene, her heart trembling. The speed of his growth was truly frightening.

During his previous battle with the Bladeless Daoist, Lu Ye had been suppressed the entire time. Every direct clash had left him spitting blood on the spot.

But now, though Lu Ye was at a disadvantage, he had yet to cough up a single drop of blood.

Perhaps it was because the Bladeless Daoist’s single-target attacks were too overwhelming, while Lu Yuan’s attacks were weaker in single strikes but more focused on area-of-effect damage, allowing Lu Ye to endure.

Yet no matter the reason, nothing could change the fact that Lu Ye, at the Divine Realm, had withstood the onslaught of a Heaven and Earth Realm expert.

Lu Yuan roared in fury.

His inability to crush Lu Ye quickly made him increasingly agitated.

Unable to hold back any longer, he unleashed his killing move.

In the void, ancient phantoms emerged—a primordial era where every living being was incomparably powerful.

Back then, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was immense, and all manner of mythical creatures roamed the world, with rare resources scattered everywhere.

Within that vast phantom, the scenes of ancient mountains and seas reappeared. A one-horned behemoth raised its head, its gaze piercing through time and space to land upon Lu Ye.

Suddenly, its horn erupted with intense light.

A bolt of violet heavenly lightning burst forth from the horn, traversing the void. Though the purple thunder dimmed slightly, its hue remained unmistakable—true violet.

Pure violet heavenly lightning.

When An Li underwent her tribulation, a single pure violet heavenly lightning bolt had forced her to unleash the power of the Dark Origin.

Though this violet lightning had weakened as it crossed from illusion to reality, as long as it retained its purple hue, its power remained utterly terrifying.

"Boom!"

A deafening explosion resounded.

The violet heavenly lightning reflected in Lu Ye’s eyes.

One sword light, two sword lights, three sword lights...

At this moment, countless sword lights formed an umbrella-like shape, charging toward the purple heavenly thunder.

Myriad Heaven Umbrella Sword!

An offensive sword technique, yet also a defensive one.

The two collided violently.

Numerous sword lights were obliterated by the purple thunder as if crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, yet much of the thunder also dissipated through the layers of sword light.

By the time the sword lights were destroyed,

only a faint remnant of thunder remained, which Lu Ye shattered with a single punch.

"Boom!"

A pitch-black rod, its material unknown, came crashing down at Lu Ye, wielded by a black monkey.

The force of this strike was immense, as if the heavens and earth were being pressed downward.

Lu Ye crossed his sword to block—one hand, two hands, three hands...

A full eight arms held up the stone sword.

"Boom!"

Lu Ye's body was smashed deep into the earth, and at that moment, a terrifying seismic wave equivalent to a magnitude-9 earthquake swept outward in all directions, shattering everything.

Within the illusory scene, another figure moved.

A crimson one-legged bird spat flames from its beak, the fiery blaze surging toward where Lu Ye had fallen.

The earth rapidly turned into a glass-like state, the terrifying heat beyond belief.

Fortunately, Lu Ye possessed the Vermilion Bird's flames.

The Vermilion Bird was one of the Four Celestial Guardians, and the Vermilion Bird True Flame was the king among fires. Though the one-legged firebird was fearsome, it paled in comparison to the Vermilion Bird True Flame.

The Vermilion Bird True Flame shielded Lu Ye's body, endlessly absorbing the scorching heat.

After the flames subsided, a colossal beast from the illusory world stomped down with a thunderous roar. A massive hoof descended from the sky, shifting from illusion to reality, crushing the glass-like earth with devastating force.

The ground trembled violently.

Countless shards of glass shot outward with terrifying speed and force, enough to turn even a Reincarnation Realm expert into a sieve.

At this very moment,

Lu Ye sensed that this stomping force was Lu Yuan's strongest attack yet.

If he could withstand it, he would stand equal to a Heaven and Earth Realm expert.

If he couldn't... then he would still fall just short!

Clenching his fists, Lu Ye let out a furious roar.

Celestial Lord Fist!

A fist surged towards the heavens!

Heaven and earth merged as one!

With a deafening roar, the earth heaved like a tsunami, sending massive waves crashing in all directions.

The ancient beast let out a pained howl.

Its entire massive leg exploded into a mist of blood, which then began to fade into illusion.

Similarly, Lu Ye was also reduced to a bloody mist.

The force of that stomp was simply too terrifying—just a little more, and he would have been crushed.

Lu Ye felt that if he were just slightly stronger, he could have withstood that attack.

But "almost" was still not enough!

The fragrance of enlightenment suddenly intensified, sweeping across fifty thousand miles in an instant, engulfing several sects and cities. Countless figures instantly had their eyes turn blood-red.

Lin Chuyue glanced at the shattered illusion of antiquity, then at Lu Yuan, whose face was deathly pale, before swiftly scooping up the mangled remains of Lu Ye and fleeing.

Damn, his injuries were severe—he looked like he was on the verge of death.

Streaks of green light poured into the mass of flesh.

Lu Ye’s wounds were indeed grave, but he wasn’t quite at the brink of death. He had a secret technique to lock in a portion of his vitality.

No choice—having died so many times in his past life, he had naturally pondered ways to survive.

One such technique, called *Heavenly Lock on Life*, forcibly sealed his life force at the brink of death.

Unfortunately, he had never succeeded with it.

The closest he had come was during his battle with the Jiang Family’s QuasiEmperor, when he fought to save the Jiang Clan—that time, he had been beaten to a pulp.

A flood of figures surged toward Lu Ye’s location.

Lin Chuyue’s brow twitched, and she swiftly changed direction, leading the pursuers on a winding chase through the skies.

Truth be told, when Lu Ye and Lu Yuan had first begun their battle, all the nearby experts had fled immediately. After all, this was Lu Ye—not just anyone.

There was no such thing as "spectating" a battle involving Lu Ye.

If he got knocked flying, bystanders might lose their minds and get refined by him on a whim—then they’d have no one to cry to.

So now, the ones chasing Lu Ye were all weaklings.

Weaklings were easy to shake off. In less than half a quarter-hour, the pursuers were left far behind. After half an hour, they finally regained their senses.

A wave of dread washed over them.

Terrifying!

Absolutely terrifying!

From now on, wherever Lu Ye appeared, they would flee as far as possible.