CHAPTER 587: CHAPTER 333: 6TH ERA: OVERPOWERING ANNIHILATION, TRUE UNDERSTANDING OF SWORD DAO!

"What kind of sorcery is this?"

"A mere mortal’s flesh body, yet it can become so powerful?"

Celestial Palace Hall.

When the four people including the Sword Ancestor saw Lu Yuan defeat the astonishing Divine Sword formed by the Sword Dao Laws with just a punch,

each of them was astounded, feeling an unprecedented sense of alarm and fear.

In the face of the vast Power of Heaven and Earth, the individual, no matter how strong, is as insignificant as an ant.

Yet now.

Lu Yuan, without utilizing any Spiritual Power,

was able to directly counter the Heaven and Earth Laws, emerging unscathed.

Isn’t this too unbelievable?

At the same time.

The myriad Thunder Blades unleashed by Lei Hong swept in from afar, drowning Lu Yuan like a torrential downpour.

Yet these extremely sharp Thunder Blades, easily capable of slaying an Ascension Realm Great Power,

when striking Lu Yuan’s body, were akin to scratching an itch, unable to inflict any harm.

Lu Yuan was not surprised by this.

In his past life, with the Celestial God Ant Bloodline, unparalleled in Power, reputed as the Ultimate Power of the world, his physique was immensely powerful.

In this life, after refining hundreds of Authorities of Law, his flesh body’s strength had increased significantly.

Although not one ten-thousandth of his past life, it was more than enough against Lei Hong and the others.

"Continue to attack."

"I refuse to believe, with our combined power, that we can’t kill a mere greenhorn!"

The White-robed Scholar’s expression was as somber as water. With a divine stroke, he continuously wrote seven ’kill’ characters in the air.

Instantaneously.

Tangible Blood Qi soared skyward, dyeing the very sky blood-red.

Overwhelming Killing Intent swept in all directions, leaving everyone despondent, as if witnessing a terrifying scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"When a Saint is angered, corpses pile up by the millions. This is the Confucianism Celestial Venerable’s Ultimate Skill, a single word can suppress a world."

The eyes of the three people including the Sword Ancestor narrowed, a hint of dread arising in their hearts.

If among the four, Lei Hong, as a Celestial Divine General, had the greatest combat power,

then the White-robed Scholar, hailing from the Saint Institute, had the most profound foundation.

After all, the Saint Institute had existed through eternity, standing for millions of years.

Throughout these long years, the Saint Institute nurtured countless prodigies and collected innumerable Ultimate Skills and Cultivation Techniques.

It could be said that the accumulation and foundation of the Saint Institute had reached unimaginable extents.

Its profoundness was so great that it could, to a certain degree, influence the Celestial Emperor’s will.

And the move displayed by the White-robed Scholar was a devastating Confucian Dao killing move that shook the very Heaven.

Just a single word, yet as if it could crush the heavens, annihilate the Dao, rendering the Ten Thousand Realms eternally silent.

"Struggling in vain, ignorant of death."

Lu Yuan’s gaze turned cold, his aura soaring, overwhelming the Sword Ancestor and others, reaching an unimaginable level.

"Crack!"

Around him swirled the Power Law, emanating brilliant divine rays.

Merely stepping forward, the void shattered, the Celestial Palace trembled.

Even the seven ’kill’ characters in the sky dimmed, seemingly struck by a formidable force.

"Is this the Power Law?"

The hearts of the Sword Ancestor and the others trembled, eyes widening.

Time reigns supreme, space is king.

Fate not manifest, reincarnation rules.

Among all Supreme Laws, the Power Law is one of the most common yet one of the hardest to master.

After all, even the strength to bind a chicken is power, as is the power to split the heavens!

While the Power Dao is easy to reach Entry Level, throughout history, those who achieve Great Success are few and far between.

But the terrifying aura exuded by Lu Yuan was so overwhelming, even making the four of the Sword Ancestor feel a deep sense of dread.

This meant.

Lu Yuan also clearly had profound understanding in the Power Dao.

Facing the Saint’s Ultimate Skill by the White-robed Scholar that seemed capable of suppressing an entire world,

Lu Yuan casually struck out with his palm, the void undergoing layers of annihilation, forming a mountain-crushing destructive storm, crushing the White-robed Scholar.

Where the storm passed, Laws extinguished, order collapsed.

Ultimately, only eternal nothingness remained.

This was the terrifying nature of the Power Law, capable of breaking ten thousand techniques with sheer force.

With a mere raise of a hand, it could unleash the unparalleled power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Boom!"

The seven Blood Qi-filled ’kill’ characters in the air hadn’t yet erupted before being annihilated by a palm strike from Lu Yuan, turned into nothingness.

Following that.

Lu Yuan’s palm continued its momentum, striking the White-robed Scholar from afar, appearing casual but when it landed,

the terrifying power, like a flood breaching the dam, instantly obliterated all defenses with indomitable force.

The White-robed Scholar turned deathly pale, feeling an unparalleled power rampage through his limbs and bone, rapidly extinguishing all Spiritual Power and Dao Marks.

The Law Dao Mark was the source of a Qi Refiner’s great power, losing these Dao Marks,

he, as a Dharma Realm expert, would be no different from a mortal.

Just as the White-robed Scholar was panicking, contemplating ways to expel that power,

Lu Yuan willed it.

The Dark Force, hidden without expression, erupted within the White-robed Scholar’s body.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud bang.

The void shattered, the Law ceased to exist.

The position where the White-robed Scholar stood was engulfed by a force of annihilation.

As the violent destructive storm gradually calmed,

the remaining three people including the Sword Ancestor urgently looked up, only to be shocked to find,

the spot where the White-robed Scholar previously stood was now empty.

He had vanished like he’d evaporated, as if he never existed.