CHAPTER 511: CHAPTER 511: BREAKING THE HOLY GODDESS DESCENT TECHNIQUE

Eight-sided Black and White Banner, a pair of Profound Plain Platforms.

Divine Light blends True Spirit, the soul shines upon the Copper Lamp.

The cave space was not large, eight flags - four black and four white - enclosed a space of one zhang, enveloping the four directions and the eight extremes.

In the center of the banners stood two circular stone platforms facing each other, colored black and white; on the white stone platform sat a stunning woman in a white silk gown with cloud patterns, cross-legged.

Her jet-black hair was styled in a lotus bun, adorned with a jade hairpin that set off her snow-like skin; although her eyes were closed, her delicate brows, exquisite nose, and tender lips made her appear otherworldly.

On the other stone platform sat none other than Du Yueyao.

Compared to the other woman’s expressionless face, Du Yueyao’s brows were tightly furrowed, her jaw clenched, her expression twisted as if she were having a nightmare, enduring some torment in her dreams.

Between the two stone platforms stood a five-foot-tall Copper Lamp, crowned with a twenty-seven petal lotus, burning with a black and white flame.

An aroma diffused throughout the cave space, seemingly emitted from a special lamp oil within the Copper Lamp.

Lu Zheng’s eyes flashed, he raised his hand and unleashed a Taiyi Five-Thunder Strike towards the woman in the white skirt.

However, the surface of the eight-sided Black and White Banner shimmered with flowing light, jointly forming a protective barrier in that area, causing the Taiyi Five Thunders to be extinguished midair.

Lu Zheng’s eyes tightened, what a powerful guardian array, stronger than the protective barrier at the entrance, was Saintess Xueyi really that cautious to set up a double insurance?

Just then, Zhao Wuji also rushed into the cave space from behind, followed closely by another person, whose relentless Spell Seals entangled with him was none other than Fan Boyu.

Upon seeing the scene, Fan Boyu shouted, "Now their True Spirits are intertwined, harming one will hurt the other. At this moment, the Divine Descent Technique has just reached the second step. You must attack West, South, Southwest, East, Northeast, Southeast, North, and Northwest with Thunder Technique to break the Eight-direction Divine Protection Altar and then attack the Copper Lamp with the Divine Soul Technique to sever the Divine Descent Technique!"

Zhao Wuji shouted angrily, "Fan Boyu! Do you dare divulge the Holy Sect’s secrets to outsiders? Are you trying to defect?"

Fan Boyu retorted angrily, "It’s you who were unjust first, performing the Divine Descent Technique on the reserve Saintess!"

Lu Zheng’s eyes lit up, and he immediately set to work.

"Qingwei Yu Chen, Cardinal Divine Destiny, slay!"

Cardinal Divine Operation Thunder, mysterious and unpredictable, bends through the void, destined to hit its mark.

"Crack!"

Although the eight-sided Black and White Banner tried to block, with Fan Boyu’s guidance, if Lu Zheng couldn’t break the Eight-direction Divine Protection Array in one go, he had wasted all those Lights of Fortune.

As the Black and White Banner made its move, Lu Zheng unleashed seven consecutive Cardinal Divine Operation Thunders, targeting the remaining seven array flags.

The pattern of Magical Power operation discovered, the eight flags stalled in the void, unable to unite into a cohesive formation.

Lu Zheng’s eyes lit up, waving his hand again.

"Qingwei Yu Chen, Taiyi Five Thunders, boom!"

"Crack! Crack!"

The Eight-direction Divine Protection Array shattered, the eight-sided flags trembled in the thunder, unable to maintain.

"Golden Palace Heart Sword, slash!"

Lu Zheng’s eyes widened, a golden light flickered within his True Spirit, a golden Divine Sword, invisible yet reflecting in everyone’s Sea of Consciousness, descended from the sky.

"Buzz!"

The eight-sided Black and White Banner shook violently, the flame on the Copper Lamp flickered like a candle in the wind, swaying.

"Stop!"

Zhao Wuji shouted harshly, finally managing to catch a breath from Fan Boyu’s entanglement, then flipped his right hand, summoning a half-foot-long, pitch-black Wooden Mallet, instantly turning into a black shadow, directly stabbing at Lu Zheng.

"Perfect timing!"

Lu Zheng patted his gourd, and six Red Jade Swords flew out one after another, three in the front and three in the back, forming an array to intercept the Wooden Mallet.

"Ding, ding, ding—"

Although the Red Jade Swords were inferior in quality to the Wooden Mallet, they transformed into a dense Sword Net, fiercely hacking at the Wooden Mallet, ultimately blocking it.

Meanwhile, Lu Zheng’s Golden Palace Heart Sword had reached above the Oil Lamp.

The flame flickered like a lone candle in the wind, about to extinguish.

"Break!"

A clear and tender voice echoed in Lu Zheng’s mind, and in the next moment, the Golden Palace Heart Sword began to shatter from its tip, disintegrating into countless pieces in a breath’s time, vanishing without a trace.

Lu Zheng muffled a groan, stumbling back two steps, while the woman in the white skirt suddenly opened her eyes.

"Pfft!"

Then she spat a small mouthful of blood, clearly suffering injuries from forcefully awakening from the Divine Descent Technique and hastily breaking Lu Zheng’s sword.

"Saintess!" Zhao Wuji looked worried.

"Saintess Xueyi!" Fan Boyu’s pupils constricted, apprehensive inside.

"Zhao Wuji! What were you doing?" Saintess Xueyi’s first glance was directed at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji quickly said, "Saintess, remain calm. It’s the Original Sect’s Fan Boyu who persistently tangled with me and prompted this rascal to break the array."

Lu Zheng’s eyes narrowed, though Saintess Xueyi had opened her eyes, he clearly saw the Copper Lamp was still burning, and a trace of her True Spirit was infiltrating Du Yueyao’s divine soul through the lamp, casting magic for possession.

Though the progress slowed almost to a halt, as long as Saintess Xueyi resumed her slumber, she could continue anytime.

Indeed, the Divine Descent Technique wasn’t broken.

"Who are you? How do you know the Thunder Technique of Qingwei Palace and the Secret Techniques of Jinhua Sect?" Saintess Xueyi said coldly.

"I am a disciple of the White Cloud Temple!"

Lu Zheng reached out, and the White Cloud Hand Seal formed in the void, directly pressing down.

"How daring!"

Saintess Xueyi’s eyes tightened, she lightly raised her delicate hand, and a Spell Seal imprinted into the White Cloud Hand Seal.

With a "pfft" sound, they were both obliterated simultaneously.

Lu Zheng’s eyes lit up, while Saintess Xueyi’s face darkened.

Had she not been injured earlier, forcibly maintaining the Divine Descent Technique, she wouldn’t have ended up even with Lu Zheng in this strike.

"Supreme Decree, Flowing Cloud Demon Slayer, break!"

"Qingwei Yu Chen, Taiyi Five Thunders, boom!"

"Golden Palace Heart Sword, slash!"

Cloud Technique, Thunder Technique, Spirit Secret Technique, Lu Zheng unleashed them all.

At the same time, Summoning Clouds and Gathering Qi, conjuring clusters of lingering white clouds, filled the cave.

Saintess Xueyi’s eyes narrowed, she retrieved a Jade Pearl, shrouding herself in three-colored light, impervious to all techniques.

Simultaneously, she locked onto Lu Zheng’s faintly discernible figure in the clouds using her divine soul, her fingers moving in a Seal Technique, and silently a Dissipation Curse was imprinted.

"Pfft!"

The Seal Technique entered the body, erupted abruptly, instantly shredding the opponent’s divine soul.

"Hmm?"

Saintess Xueyi’s face changed drastically, that was not Lu Zheng’s true body.

The next moment, Lu Zheng emerged from the ground beside Du Yueyao’s stone platform, grabbing one hand to pull Du Yueyao while his eyes widened, two Golden Palace Heart Swords shot from his eyes, directly piercing the flame of the Copper Lamp.

"Earth Travel Technique? Bold!"

Saintess Xueyi’s face twisted, she too widened her eyes, glancing the Golden Palace Heart Swords into fragments, yet unable to prevent Lu Zheng from pulling Du Yueyao away.

"Come back here!"

Saintess Xueyi raised her hand, and a vortex like a black hole formed out of nowhere, pulling Lu Zheng and Du Yueyao together.

Then, a trace appeared at the corner of Lu Zheng’s mouth, he was drawn in with Du Yueyao.

"Hmm?"

Saintess Xueyi was surprised, Lu Zheng’s reaction was totally unexpected.

There must be a scheme!

Not good! He approached the oil lamp!

"Psst—"

A close-range Golden Palace Heart Sword, the flame on the oil lamp extinguished instantly.

"Pfft!"

This time, the Divine Descent Technique was thoroughly broken, Saintess Xueyi spat another mouthful of blood, retrieving her trace of True Spirit from Du Yueyao’s divine soul.