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At the moment the Purple Giant Blade materialized, the Gray-Clad Old Woman's expression finally changed. It was then that she truly felt Sun Zhe's astonishing power. She suddenly realized that Sun Zhe's greatest strength was not his cultivation level, nor the strange Thunder Power, but rather his extraordinary Sword Technique.
With a single slash, the clouds of the Void dissipated completely, and amidst it all was Kuangba's Sword Qi. Sharp gray Sword Qi spread across the area, and among the swirling Sword Qi, the purple giant blade stood out prominently. Sun Zhe swung his right hand downward, and the purple giant blade descended mercilessly toward the Gray-Clad Old Woman.
Faced with this overwhelming attack, the Gray-Clad Old Woman no longer held back. She slapped a tattered pouch at her waist with her right hand, and a black banner flew out. After flying out, the black banner hovered above her head and quickly expanded, transforming into a massive size in an instant. Thick green poisonous gas immediately surged from within the banner, and an indescribable aura quickly enveloped the entire courtyard.
Not everyone in the Thunder Continent practiced Thunder Power; the Gray-Clad Old Woman specialized in poison techniques. Although her power was slightly inferior to Thunder Power, it was even more bizarre in nature. This banner was her painstakingly crafted Hundred Poisons Banner, made over several years by collecting hundreds of deadly poisons. Anyone who came into contact with it would likely meet their demise. She rarely used it, but now faced with Sun Zhe's Thunder Blade, she could no longer hold back.
The massive Thunder Blade struck the Poison Banner without any surprise. Countless toxic gases erupted from the Poison Banner, and hundreds of Giant Poison Beasts' Beast Souls materialized, howling in agony amidst the thick poison mist. With their appearance, the power of the Hundred Poisons Banner increased by a third, and a strange aura rose again.
Without any explosive sound, the purple giant blade sank directly into the bizarre poisonous gas without any reaction, swallowed by the toxic mist. Sun Zhe's expression changed slightly. At that moment, he unleashed the second Sword Aura from his Thunder Dual Slash. This second Sword Aura was even more powerful than the first, surrounded by thick thunderous might with arcs of electricity flickering around it.
In a flash of Purple Shadow, the massive Sword Aura struck into the ghastly green poison mist once more. This time, the poison mist finally trembled violently, and points of Purple Radiance appeared within the swirling green fog. The Old Crone moved both hands simultaneously, casting spells that gradually calmed the trembling poison mist and stabilized the exploding purple Sword Qi.
But Sun Zhe would not allow such a thing to happen. He stepped forward forcefully with his right foot and covered several dozen feet in an instant. The Gray-Clad Old Woman reacted just as quickly; she formed a spell with her right hand, and the Hundred Poisons Banner directly blocked in front of her, more accurately enveloping him.
"Hmph! Then I shall first cut through your Poison Banner!"
Sun Zhe gripped the hilt tightly with his right hand, his muscles bulging as he swung forward with all his might. A terrifying purple Sword Aura immediately slashed toward the massive Poison Banner. The Poison Banner, which had calmed down earlier, trembled again—not to stop; Sun Zhe was like an unstoppable machine as he continuously swung his right hand forward. A series of terrifying purple Sword Auras sliced through in quick succession; in an instant, dozens of beams plunged into the poison mist, revealing signs of collapse in what had been a tranquil state.
"Crack..."
A crisp sound rang in Sun Zhe's ears; however, it was not the sound of the Poison Banner breaking but rather that his Long Sword could no longer withstand Sun Zhe's continuous infusion of Thunder Power and had developed a terrifying crack. It was ultimately just an ordinary Weapon made of common materials; how could it endure such violent Thunder Power being poured into it repeatedly? After being used by Sun Zhe for so long, it had finally reached its breaking point and showed signs of collapse.
Sun Zhe's gaze flickered, and he immediately halted the strike he was about to deliver. Instead, he threw the Long Sword, which had developed a crack, into the Ethereal Ring. This sword had accompanied him through his most difficult times, and he couldn't bear to see it shatter like this.
At that moment, the poisonous mist had already contained hundreds of Sword Auras wrapped in Thunder Power. Both the Thunder Power and Sun Zhe's Sword Aura were extremely violent energies, completely incompatible with the soft poison mist. Once they entered the mist, they began to riot, and the precious Poison Banner trembled violently.
"Collapse!"
Sun Zhe's gaze turned cold as his right hand curled slightly. Arc after arc of purple lightning surged from between his fingers, quickly condensing into a fist-sized purple Thunderball in his palm. Although the Thunderball was small, an astonishing explosive aura radiated from it, filling the entire Thunderball with raging Thunder Power.
"No..."
In the dazed gaze of the Gray-Clad Old Woman, Sun Zhe directly threw the Thunderball into the Poison Banner. In an instant, endless purple light flickered within the black poisonous mist, and terrifying bolts of lightning surged out from the black fog. Everyone knew what would happen when two completely incompatible energies occupied the same space.
A deafening explosion echoed as the several-meter-wide Hundred Poisons Banner exploded. Hundreds of Beast Souls of poisonous beasts were annihilated in this explosion. The dazzling purple and black lights enveloped half of Twin Lion City, and the Void was filled with brilliant energy waves. Even though this residence was in a very remote location, such a massive sound still awakened countless sleeping residents, who all revealed expressions of shock. The top experts who had been watching this place also displayed looks of disbelief.
Amidst the swirling purple-black mist, a White Figure shot out—it was Sun Zhe, who had just broken through the Poison Banner. Although he no longer had the Long Sword, his combat power remained astonishingly high. Clenching his right fist tightly and accompanied by thunderous footsteps, he charged toward the Gray-Clad Old Woman of the Golden Thunder Sect like a fierce beast, delivering a powerful punch directly at her chest.
Seeing Sun Zhe's overwhelming momentum, the Gray-Clad Old Woman finally showed a hint of fear. Unlike Sun Zhe, her greatest reliance was the Hundred Poisons Banner; without it, she felt like a tiger without its teeth—she had lost her strongest weapon. Moreover, Sun Zhe's speed was so fast that she couldn't possibly take out another weapon in such a short time.
"You... you..."
The anger from the damage to the Poison Banner had not yet dissipated, and Sun Zhe's relentless pursuit caused her expression to change dramatically. However, at that moment, she had no way out. Filled with resentment, she glared at Sun Zhe before suddenly retreating rapidly as brown lights flickered around her.
It was extremely rare for a Thunder Lord Stage expert to retreat before a Thunder Sovereign Level Cultivator; however, Sun Zhe managed to achieve this with his overwhelming combat power. Without hesitation and determined to eliminate any threat completely, Sun Zhe transformed into a Purple Shadow and flashed toward the Gray-Clad Old Woman.
The remaining five disciples of the Golden Thunder Sect were enveloped by the divine light emitted by Jingjing, directly binding them in place. They could only watch helplessly as the scene unfolded before them. After witnessing Sun Zhe's overwhelming combat power, a thick aura of Death Qi emerged in their eyes. Even the Elder Steward of the Realm of the Thunder Lord was no match for Sun Zhe; what good outcome could they expect? The only conclusion was likely to await Sun Zhe's return for execution.
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