721: position of Taoist

He could not retreat! Bai Lengchan was his important "Dao Companion," and more importantly, she was the key to helping him achieve a Breakthrough to Void Refining!

More importantly, could he just stand by and watch as the woman who had just shared an intimate moment with him and was now in her most vulnerable state was struck dead by lightning?

That was absolutely not Yao Delong's style!

"Karma? Humph! I even dare to defy the heavens, so why would I fear a bit of Karma?!" Yao Delong roared in his heart!

He knew that forcibly intervening in someone else's Heavenly Tribulation was equivalent to forcibly sharing a portion of the "Heavenly Punishment Mark" of the one undergoing the tribulation.

In the future, when Bai Lengchan and he underwent tribulations again, the difficulty would inevitably skyrocket! It might even attract even more terrifying calamities!

Being entangled in this Karma was not a good thing for either party!

But at this moment, there was no other choice!

"Shatter for me—!!!"

Yao Delong let out a wild roar. Facing the residual power of the Void Divine Lightning that was about to strike him, he didn't dodge or evade. He pushed his Great Sun Sacred Body to its limit and slammed into it with his bare chest!

Boom!

The annihilating power of the Void Divine Lightning eroded frantically, yet it still couldn't break through that glazed jade-colored Sacred Body; it only caused his blood and Qi to surge slightly!

Using the recoil from this collision, his figure moved like lightning, instantly appearing directly above the Yunling Hall, blocking the path of that greenish-gray Withered-Flourishing Lightning Tribulation!

Facing the Wood Element Withered-Flourishing Lightning Tribulation, which was enough to throw even an ordinary Void Refining Cultivator into a panic, Yao Delong's eyes were cold and devoid of fear!

"You Yuan—!" he shouted lowly!

Buzz!

A dark, deep, and terrifying sword hum that seemed capable of swallowing the Soul echoed through the clouds!

An ancient, simple longsword, pitch-black throughout its body and wrapped in eerie faint blue patterns, emitting an endless aura of slaughter and destruction, appeared out of thin air in Yao Delong's hand!

Dao Artifact—Ethereal Kite Immortal Slayer!

"Immortal-Slaying Sword Qi!"

Holding the sword with one hand, Yao Delong made a seemingly casual forward slash toward the greenish-gray lightning roaring down!

There was no world-shaking momentum.

Only a dark sword light, condensed to the extreme as if it were splitting heaven and earth apart, silently tore through the sky!

Wherever the sword light passed, space was easily sliced open like fragile silk! That violent greenish-gray lightning, which contained the will of life and death, the moment it touched this dark sword light—

It was as if it had met its natural nemesis!

"Chiii—!"

The power of lightning was frantically annihilated! It collapsed! The Withered-Flourishing Concept was forcibly shattered by that pure Sword Intent of destruction and slaughter!

That Wood Element Withered-Flourishing Tribulation, condensed like a dragon and capable of blasting an ordinary Void Refining Cultivator to death, was actually split down the middle by this single sword strike!

The massive energy of the tribulation lightning was like a punctured balloon, frantically dissipating and vanishing!

The sword light's momentum did not diminish, charging straight into the clouds!

Puff!

Like a hot knife through butter!

That greenish-gray tribulation cloud, which condensed heavenly might, along with part of the rolling void tribulation cloud around it, was actually torn apart and crushed from the middle by this single dark sword light!

The sky looked as if a massive black scar had been carved into it!

The raging lightning and terrifying tribulation cloud, under this peerless sword strike, quickly dissipated and disintegrated like snow under a blazing sun!

Sunlight once again fell upon the summit of Spirit Plant Peak!

Dead silence!

The entire Yin Yang Sect was in a state of dead silence!

Everyone stared dumbfounded at that figure standing tall under the firmament, holding the dark longsword, looking like a god of war!

He had withstood the Void Divine Lightning head-on, completely unscathed!

With one sword, he shattered two tribulations!

What kind of heaven-defying combat power was this?! Was this really a Cultivator who had just achieved a Breakthrough to the Void Refining Realm?!

"Gulp..." Someone swallowed hard with difficulty, breaking the suffocating silence.

Immediately following was a mountain-shaking wave of exclamations and discussions!

"Heavens... Oh my god! What am I seeing?!"

"One sword! Just one sword! He slashed both Heavenly Tribulations into nothingness?!"

"Senior Brother Yao... No! Martial Uncle Yao... is he even human?!"

“Terrifying! Simply terrifying!”

Dragon Head Peak, the cloud terrace at the summit.

Sect Head White Cloud Master stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant sky where the tribulation cloud had vanished and sunlight had reappeared,

and at that figure bathed in golden light like a deity. An unprecedented brilliance erupted in his eyes!

"Clashing with Void Divine Lightning with his Physical Body... shattering two tribulations with one sword strike..." he muttered to himself, his voice carrying a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

"This lad's potential can no longer be described by the word 'Prodigy'!"

He took a deep breath, as if he had made a certain decision. His figure flickered and instantly vanished from where he stood.

Deep within the Sect, in an ancient palace.

The space seemed to become viscous and frozen due to the presence of eight terrifying auras.

White Cloud Master's figure appeared, and he bowed respectfully to the eight figures seated on tall jade thrones:

"White Cloud Master greets all Senior Martial Uncles and Junior Martial Uncles."

"Little Yun," a large hand, like a palm-leaf fan, slapped the jade armrest, making a dull thud.

The speaker was as burly as an iron tower, with red hair and a red beard. His entire body was permeated with a scorching aura that seemed capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

He was the former Peak Master of Chiyan Peak, Huo Yuntian, who was in the Middle Stage of the Body Integration Realm!

He stared at White Cloud Master with eyes as large as copper bells, his voice booming like thunder. "I was in secluded meditation, comprehending a critical point of my 'Sky-Burning True Secret,' when you forcibly awakened me! Speak, what is this matter of such great importance?"

Although his tone carried a hint of complaint, there was no real anger in his eyes, only curiosity.

"Brother Huo," a light laugh came, sounding like a clear spring and carrying a bit of playfulness.

On the opposite jade throne, a woman dressed in a plain white Daoist robe, with an elegant and noble temperament as if she gathered the moonlight and starlight, gracefully covered her lips.

She was the former Peak Master of Luoxia Peak, Long Yu, who was at the Peak of the Late Stage of the Body Integration Realm.

"Your secluded meditation? Tsk tsk, even if you meditate for another thousand years, I doubt you'd even touch the threshold of that 'Sky-Burning True Secret.' Don't try to act like a big shot in front of little Yunzi."

"Long Yu! You!"

Huo Yuntian immediately turned red in the face, glaring at her as the flame aura around him surged.

But seeing Long Yu's half-smiling, unfathomable gaze and feeling that powerful aura that faintly suppressed him,

he forcibly swallowed his following words and could only huff angrily. Strength was respected, and this was even more blatant within the group of Grand Elders.

White Cloud Master spoke at the right time, his voice steady, drawing all the gazes present to him.

"Senior and Junior Martial Uncles, I have gathered you all today to plan for the future of the Sect."

He looked around, his tone solemn. "Since I took charge of the Yin Yang Sect, the position of Dao Seed has remained vacant.

Now, there is a Disciple in the Sect whose talent, Heart-Nature, and strength are all sufficient. I believe it is time to appoint a Dao Seed!"

"Oh?"

On the right, an old man dressed in a green scholar's robe with white hair and beard, whose aura was peaceful yet as deep as an abyss, raised an eyebrow slightly. He was the former Peak Master of Talisman Peak, Huang Feizi.

He stroked his long beard and said slowly:

"Little Yun, you are barely a thousand years old and have already reached the Body Integration Realm. You are in your prime, and it would be fine for you to continue leading the Sect for several hundred more years.

Is the selection of a Dao Seed... perhaps a bit premature?" He glanced at the others, clearly voicing the thoughts of some of the Elders.

Hearing this, a hint of helpless yet admiring laughter appeared on White Cloud Master's face, and he shook his head slightly.

"What Senior Martial Uncle Huang says is true. It's not that I am unwilling to continue serving the Sect, it's just..." He paused and said something shocking,

"It's just that I worry if we delay for another hundred years, I'm afraid this lad's cultivation Realm will have already far surpassed mine!

By then, appointing him as the Dao Seed would be inappropriate according to etiquette and would instead be an injustice to him."

"What?!"

"Surpassing the Body Integration Realm within a hundred years?!"

"Little Yunzi, you aren't talking nonsense, are you?!"