Imperial God Emperor

Chapter 569 - Lotus Flower sword attack (2)

Translator: Aran

Liu Xuezong, upon seeing the coming force, drew a formation marking on the compass with his right hand, which flashed a golden light, before once again penetrating the demon ice sculpture body.

The tremendous demon ice sculpture nodded its head, pouncing at Liu Shaji like a tremendous beast!

“End this battle quickly, crush the White Lotus Sword Sect’s surviving member.”

Liu Xuezong was overflowing with murderous intent.

Given the present situation, if he let the surviving member of the White Lotus Sword Sect live for another second, it would be an insult to the Greater One Sect.

He again drew rapidly on the compass, sending golden formation markings constantly flying out the compass and into the demon ice sculpture body.

The golden markings was like it were unlocking chains. Each absorbed golden formation marking strengthened the demon ice sculpture’s imposing aura.

The initially crystal-like transparent demon ice sculpture, following the absorption of each golden marking, gradually became white, light blue, sky blue, dark blue until turning as black as ink.

On the platform the cold air was more vigorous than before, while on the ground a layer of ice several meters thick had formed, with countless icicles of varying sizes hanging upside down under the Storm Platform.

“Is this the power of the Immortal Step boundary?”

Below the Storm Platform, Ye Qingyu, feeling the biting coldness directly striking at his consciousness, also could not help his mind from shaking.

It was the first time that he felt the power of an Immortal Step expert so vividly.

An expert of such a cultivation level would most likely be an invincible existence in Heaven Wasteland Domain.

He absolutely must not let Greater One Sect invade Heaven Wasteland Domain.

Ye Qingyu made a vow in his mind.

At the same time, he looked at Liu Shaji with a more worried expression.

When his gaze shifted back to Liu Xuezong, he suddenly discovered something that shocked him——

“Huh? Is that... the formation markings that Liu Xuezong are drawing on the compass...” Ye Qingyu exclaimed, “These rune markings... I seem to have seen somewhere before.”

Ye Qingyu's attention was fully drawn to the markings that Liu Xuezong was constantly creating.

A faint feeling in his heart, that he was eager to seize, made him sink into a kind of mysterious realm.

On the Storm Platform.

The wind and the clouds were reversed.

At Liu Shaji’s feet was a white nine-petal lotus flower blossoming.

The diameter of the lotus flower was less than five meters, blooming peacefully, emitting a faint halo of light, and without the bright and dazzling aura compared to when Chen Shaohua was wielding the White Lotus Immortal sword. The nine petals of the lotus flower seemed like solid objects, giving off a reserved brilliance and a pure and sacred fragrance wafting through the air.

Compared to Liu Xuezong's imposing and powerful demon ice prison, this nine-petal lotus looked as powerless as the snowflakes that filled the sky.

“Huh? This fragrance!”

“This is the fragrance of the White Lotus Immortal sword light!”

“I didn’t expect the power of the White Lotus Immortal sword to be able to penetrate the boundary walls of the Storm Platform, and waft out this fragrance!”

“This Liu Shaji of the White Lotus Sword Sect is not ordinary at all!”

The surrounding people were suddenly attracted by the faint scent, their mind suddenly cleared, and it seemed the chill brought along by Liu Xuezong’s Demon Ice Prison had also gradually subsided.

And at the same time.

Liu Shaji’s closed eyes were suddenly opened.

In the still and peaceful eyes, there was a strange twinkle of brilliance, as he faintly looked over at Liu Zuezong who was standing proud like a descended demon god. As though making a declaration, he finally opened his mouth. The voice that came out was without the slightest human emotions, like a voice from an immemorial sacred mountain, each word resounding between heaven and earth like a great bell——

“Against nature, Lotus Flower Nine Strikes——the first strike!”

With these words, the nine-petal lotus underfoot slightly quivered.

A petal trembled lightly, detaching from the base of the lotus flower.

The seemingly soft and powerless petal was floating over to Liu Xuezong.

Liu Xuezong operated the demon ice sculpture, sending it whizzing over to meet the seemingly weak petal.

The two collided, then the demon ice sculpture silently went still in its original place!

But the petal was still fluttering toward Liu Xuezong!

Liu Xuezong took on a look of fear, rapidly drawing another marking on the compass.

“Bad! The demon ice sculpture has lost response! What power is this!”

Terrified, Liu Xuezong immediately had a bad feeling.

His mind was wildly shaking, a golden light flashed from the compass, and another demon ice sculpture appeared behind him.

But it was already too late.

The petal of the lotus flower had descended.

The translucent, white jade-like petal, breaking through all the boundaries of time and space and also ignoring any obstruction, was seemingly weak and delicate, but was irreversible, gently descending on Liu Xuezong’s head.

The fearful look on Liu Xuezong’s face was inexpressible, opening and closing his mouth, like there was something he wanted to say.

Time and space seemed to have gone still.

The stillness of that moment sent chills down one’s spine.

Liu Xuezong was still maintaining the posture of drawing formation markings on the compass.

Not far away, Liu Shaji gently closed his eyes once more, his waist-length black hair dancing in the wind.

After one second.

There was a snapping sound.

Everyone could only see that Liu Xuezong, who had gone still, was all of a sudden crushed like a shattered ice sculpture, flesh and blood turned to pure white petals, scattering between the sky and earth. In the blink of the eye, petals had filled the sky. There was not the slightest speck of blood, instead there was a dazzling and palpitating beautiful scenery.

The Mysterious Ice Star Compass in his hand dropped to the ground.

Boom!

Two demon ice sculptures, one black and one white, ruptured with a loud bang, shattering into ice crystals.

In a twinkling, the several meters of ice on the Storm Platform all dissipated, as if it had never appeared in the first place.

Only the fluttering flower petals that Liu Xuezong had been turned to, and the dim and pale compass, proved that a life-and-death showdown had just occurred on the platform.

Between heaven and earth, there was a deathly stillness.

The scene was settled.

Time seemed to have ceased.

For a long while.

On the Storm Platform.

Dust dissipated.

Clad in a blue robe, Liu Shaji once again appeared in the field of view of all people.

Standing on the lotus base, his posture was graceful and his countenance was calm, as though everything that had happened was within his expectations. There was not the slightest joy of defeating the opponent.

The white lotus petals transformed from Liu Xuezong’s body were falling gently, unexpectedly revealing an indescribable beauty.

“Master, this is only the first one.”

Liu Shaji clasped the sword firmly, silently saying in his mind.

The lotus base that was missing a petal was still blooming with a pure and scared radiance at his feet. The dazzling light contrasted against Liu Shaji's face, making him look more elegant and extraordinary.

Below the Storm Platform.

There were countless indescribably astonished gazes. historical

The Greater One Spiritual Master was shocked and furious at the same time, a cold light flickering within his eyes, and the air around him had become austere.

He looked at Liu Shaji on the Storm Platform, eyes sank like water.

Behind him, He Ju and the headmasters of the other peaks also knitted their brows, a killing intent flitted across their eyes.

The fact that Liu Xuezong was so easily killed was tantamount to giving a heavy blow to the Greater One Sect.

The fact that Ye Qingyu killed Chen Shaohua had already made Greater One Sect lose face. But, Chen Shaohua was after all just one of the successors of the eight peaks. Among the younger generation there were a number of disciples with extraordinary aptitude. With a little training another person will replace his position.

His death was not much of a loss to the Greater One Sect.

But Liu Xuezong was one of the headmasters of the eight peaks!

The cultivation level of the headmasters of the eight peaks were all above the Immortal Step boundary, their strength must not be underestimated. And regardless of cultivation, to become one of the headmasters of the Greater One Sect's eight peaks, one must stand out from hundreds people, have the skills to handle the affairs of the peak, possess countless years of experience and tests, and discipline. It was with all these combined together that Liu Xuezong could maintain a high status and value in Greater One Sect.

If Greater One Sect was a divine dragon soaring to the Ninth Heaven, then Liu Xuezong was one of the claws of this divine dragon!

The death of Liu Xuezong was tantamount to one claw being chopped off; it must be painful to the Greater One Sect.

Before this battle, no one had expected that Liu Xuezong, who had made a name for himself for many years, would be defeated, reduced to petals and vanishing from the earth.

Based on his Immortal rank strength, everyone thought that he would easily win the battle, and even though the White Lotus Sword Sect’s Liu Shaji had shown the strength of the Immortal Step boundary, at most it would be a difficult win for Liu Xuezong.

Even if some thought that there was a possibility of Liu Xuezong being defeated, he would only be seriously injured and would at least escape death, and the Greater One Sect would naturally find a way to save the situation and protect his life.

But Liu Xuezong did not even have the chance to counterattack, nor the opportunity to say a word; it was astounding.

No one had thought that Liu Xuezong, whose name had been well known across Clear River Domain for hundreds of years, today would fall in the hands of a junior of a sect that had been destroyed years ago!

On a small floating peak.

Hu Bugui was initially surprised, then patted his thigh and burst into a hearty laughter, “Hahaha, interesting, really is interesting hahaha, indeed worthy of being my brother, the kill was beautiful, this Greater One Sect had been arrogant for too long, they really think they are the best and no one dares fight back!”

Ye Qingyu's face was also the colour of shock.

He had indeed assessed the strength of Liu Shaji before, but still did not think that he could kill Liu Xuezong, one of the headmasters of the eight peaks, in one move.

Besides being shocked, Ye Qingyu was also happy for Liu Shaji.

The White Lotus Sword Sect had been wiped out over ahundred years ago and Liu Shaji was the only survivor. In these hundred years, what kind of suffering had he been through, only he knew. Now that he had personally killed one of the enemies, this was considered as his goal fulfilled.

Nan Tieyi had a lifeless look in his eyes.

He was astonished with Liu Shaji's strength, but then thinking that Liu Shaji will have to face the retaliation of the Greater One Sect after this battle, he was somewhat worried, a seriousness flashed across his face.

The matter would only get worse.

But for some reason, Nan Tieyi felt a little excited.

Liu Shaji's actions and behaviour were all following his heart, while Nan Tieyi must always remember the commandment of the Immortal Emperor Sect, restrain himself, exercise forbearance at everything, and no matter what he did he seemed shackled. The way that Liu Shaji, Tian Huang, and Hu Bugui handle matters were completely opposite to him. A trace of envy floated to his mind.

He again looked to the Storm Platform where Liu Shaji stood with an unrestrained and worry-free look on his face, then immediately seemed somewhat at a loss, the commandment of his sect, was it really right? ——