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The illusory figure reappeared, and Sun Zhe's form instantly vanished from its original spot. In a flurry of movement, he appeared before the man in the blink of an eye. With all his strength, he turned his body, drawing an arc in the air, and with the Long Sword in hand, infused with rotational power, he struck out fiercely. Before even getting close, a wave of oppressive Sword Qi had already approached the man's heart, and a chilling aura seeped into his lungs, filling his mind with the threat of death.
He, a dignified Thunder Sovereign strongman and a disciple of the Xuan Prefecture Golden Thunder Sect, had never been subjected to such humiliation!
Moreover, his opponent was merely a junior who had yet to reach the Realm of Thunder Sovereign. Anger surged in the man's eyes like never before, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body. The purple Thunder Power flashed forth, unmistakably revealing the aura of a Thunder Sovereign.
"Die!"
A Long Sword appeared in his right hand as well, its blade erupting with frightening purple Thunder Power. Although it was not as pure as Sun Zhe's Thunder Power, it far exceeded in quantity. Despite enduring internal injuries, he swung the massive sword madly towards Sun Zhe.
The Blade Maniac strike unleashed a flurry of purple Blade Shadows that fell like rain, creating a purple curtain of blades that enveloped Sun Zhe.
Sun Zhe's eyes remained cold as he lightly tapped the ground with his right foot and flipped into the air, leaping several feet high into the Void. He brought down his Long Sword directly towards the man.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The violent clash of Thunder Powers was a battle of quality versus quantity. Sun Zhe's Thunder Power excelled in quality while the man's Thunder Power excelled in quantity. When they collided, there was no clear victory or defeat. Then their Long Swords clashed; this time it was a contest of Sword Techniques. Sun Zhe's qualifications in swordsmanship were astonishing. Under the old man's guidance, he had now entered the Third Realm within the Four Realms of Swordsmanship—a level far beyond what this man could compare to!
With a loud bang, both retreated simultaneously. Sun Zhe flipped backward but only took one step back while the man staggered back seven or eight steps, losing color from his face and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"You..."
The man was about to speak when he noticed Sun Zhe charging at him once again. Just as he prepared to dodge, Sun Zhe's speed increased yet again. In an instant, a white figure flashed past, and Sun Zhe appeared before him like a piercing dagger, leaving no room for escape.
However, he was ultimately a Thunder Sovereign Level expert. In a moment of urgency, he abandoned his Long Sword and unleashed an incredible energy from his right fist. A blinding purple light flickered as he swung his massive fist forward without hesitation, aiming directly at Sun Zhe's chest.
But facing this powerful punch, Sun Zhe's lips curled into a cold smile as if this man's actions played right into his hands. A sudden sense of foreboding surged within the man; he hastened his punch's speed by threefold as it tore through the air with a deafening sound aimed straight at Sun Zhe.
"Boom!"
In front of everyone's astonished gaze, the massive fist struck directly against Sun Zhe's chest. The purple Thunder Power immediately surged into Sun Zhe's body; a trickle of blood slowly flowed from his mouth. However, to everyone watching, this crimson blood shimmered with a glamorous hue because just moments ago, Sun Zhe had not resisted even slightly against that punch.
"It’s my turn now!"
A faint voice echoed in the man's ear, but the coldness wrapped within it chilled him to the bone. It seemed to confirm Sun Zhe's response as his right hand tightly gripped the Long Sword and struck downward. The black Long Sword, enveloped in purple light, cleaved down directly from the man's head, causing his head to roll away. Bright red blood gushed out like a fountain, staining Sun Zhe's white robe crimson.
"Thud!"
With a dull thud, the man fell straight down, his scarlet blood flowing down the Long Sword and pooling on the hall floor. Only Sun Zhe stood upon the blood, resembling a bloodthirsty demon from hell, an astonishing Killing Intent rising into the air.
A Thunder Sovereign Level expert had fallen!
Stunned! Everyone stared blankly at the scene before them, unable to believe that a dignified Thunder Sovereign Level expert had truly died at Sun Zhe's hands. This was a Thunder Sovereign expert, someone who could be considered powerful even in all of Xuan Yuan County, yet such a formidable figure had perished without any hesitation at Sun Zhe's hands.
"A Realm of Thunder Sovereign Cultivator is nothing more than this!" Watching everyone quietly, Sun Zhe wore a smug smile on his face. In the silent hall, only his faint voice echoed, carrying a sarcastic undertone that resonated in everyone's ears. However, at this moment, he had every right to say so; a Realm of Thunder Sovereign Cultivator was merely a corpse in his hands.
"Come out from the Sun Family Ancestral Tomb; I will grant you a swift death. Otherwise, I will torment your soul for a hundred years!"
A cold voice rang out from above the hall as Elder Han Li of the Golden Thunder Sect slowly stepped forward. Although he did not reveal any cultivation level, an indescribable aura emanated from him as if he held complete control over the entire hall—he was the master of life and death!
At this moment, he no longer bore any semblance of his previous indifference; his aged eyes were filled with ruthless killing intent. Since Sun Zhe had killed someone from the Golden Thunder Sect, Sun Zhe must die without question.
The cultivation of the Realm of the Thunder Lord!
Sun Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of seriousness on his face. He had only seen such momentum in the old man; although it was slightly different, this aura was definitely not something a Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivator could possess. The only possibility was that Han Li had already become a Realm of the Thunder Lord Cultivator.
A terrifying Sword Aura burst forth again, overwhelming Sword Qi permeating the entire hall. Everyone felt an oppressive Sword Intent weighing heavily on their hearts. Facing Han Li, Sun Zhe did not hesitate to unleash his strongest move—Thunder Dual Slash. The power of this second execution exceeded that of the first; as it formed, countless sharp Sword Qi manifested around him.
Yet Han Li's eyes did not blink; it was as if he did not see Sun Zhe's movements at all. Just as this move was about to take shape, his right hand suddenly lifted. A whirlwind abruptly formed above Void, and within the black whirlwind surged an unusual pulling force that directly enveloped Sun Zhe's forming Martial Arts technique. In an instant, the first Blade Shadow that had not fully formed collapsed completely, and just as the second Blade Shadow appeared, it too crumbled!
"Pfft..." A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out as Sun Zhe involuntarily staggered back several steps, his face turning pale instantly. Yet within his black pupils surged intense shock and horror.
"Once again, this Elder... emerges from the Sun Family Ancestral Tomb. I will grant you a swift death..." Han Li's footsteps continued to slowly approach Sun Zhe, and a cold voice escaped his lips once more.
However, surprisingly, Sun Zhe showed no signs of fear; instead, he smiled. Yes, he was smiling.
Such a bizarre occurrence caused everyone to widen their eyes involuntarily. Could it be that Sun Zhe had gone mad? This was the most direct thought of most people. Seeing Sun Zhe's reaction, Han Li couldn't help but furrow his brows; he too could not understand Sun Zhe's meaning.
"Golden Thunder Sect, I, Sun Zhe, will remember you!"
Gazing at Han Li, Sun Zhe slowly began to speak. But just as his words fell, an astonishing purple light suddenly surged from within Sun Zhe's body, enveloping him as if forming a gigantic Purple Light Cocoon. An indescribable aura suddenly emanated from Sun Zhe, and the strange energy permeated the entire hall.
"Not good!" Han Li's expression changed drastically as he shouted loudly. His figure burst forth, immediately unleashing his maximum speed towards Sun Zhe.
However, it was already too late. A flash of purple light zipped by, followed by a resounding "boom." A terrifying hole appeared in the fine iron door, and when one looked again, Sun Zhe had already vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.
"This... could it be... Divine Ability..." Fang Yuan muttered to himself in disbelief as he stared at the shattered hole in the distance.
After a moment, the crowd in the hall slowly came to their senses. Looking at the missing Sun Zhe and the golden Elder Lei and Han Li who were chasing after him, their faces were all filled with incredulity.
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