292: Chapter 292 Cursing a True Immortal!

The Blade of Karma, capable of slaying the Divine Soul of a Void Immortal, was actually neutralized by more than half the moment it touched that layer of immortal light, like snow melting in the sun.

"Pfft!"

Although a small portion of the remaining power penetrated the immortal light and struck the true immortal malice, it only caused him to groan. His figure swayed slightly, but he suffered no fundamental damage.

"True Immortal Law... truly overbearing."

A flash of wariness appeared in Lu Yuan's eyes.

This turtle shell was practically impervious to all techniques.

"Hahahaha! Fool! This seat has True Immortal Law protecting my body; ten thousand tribulations cannot touch me! Unless you have an Immortal Artifact in hand, don't even dream of harming me in the slightest!" the true immortal malice laughed even more arrogantly.

"Is that so?"

Lu Yuan suddenly smiled, a somewhat eerie smile. "Since the outer shell can't be broken, I'll dismantle you from the inside."

"Death Rattle Curse!"

With a thought, Lu Yuan no longer held back.

He mobilized the blood-qi and Chaos Origin within his body, which were as vast as the sea, and frantically poured them into his fingertips.

This time, he didn't need to sacrifice his Lifespan like the Netherworld Holy Ancestor.

Because his Chaos Body itself was the highest grade of sacrifice in the world!

"Buzz—"

An eerie rune, only the size of a fingernail but pitch-black as ink and deep as an abyss, quickly condensed in his palm.

The moment this rune appeared, the surrounding light seemed to be devoured, and it emitted an aura of extreme misfortune and curse.

"Go!"

Lu Yuan flicked his finger.

That black curse rune instantly transformed into a streak of dark light and flew out.

It didn't attack the hand bone directly. Instead, it turned into countless tiny black threads and silently drilled in through the sliver of a gap previously cut by the Blade of Karma.

"What is this thing?!"

The true immortal malice suddenly felt a chill from the depths of his Soul; it was instinctive fear.

Before he could react—

"Ahhh—!!!"

An extremely shrill scream, as if suffering from ten thousand ants eating his heart, echoed from the depths of the hand bone.

The Death Rattle Curse, enhanced and modified by Lu Yuan's Chaos Origin, had increased in power by several times.

It was like a drop of ink falling into clear water, rapidly spreading throughout the Soul of the true immortal malice.

It was not only frantically devouring his Soul Power but also corroding his true spirit mark and plundering his vitality.

That indestructible layer of True Immortal Law was actually helpless against this curse power erupting from the inside!

"No! This is impossible! What kind of curse is this?! Why can it ignore this seat's Law defense?!"

"Aaaah! It hurts! It hurts so much! Stop it!"

The true immortal malice struggled frantically. The hand bone trembled violently in the air, flailing wildly and smashing the surrounding Void Realm to pieces.

But the more he struggled, the tighter the curse power wrapped around him, like maggots on a bone.

"Mercy! Lord, have mercy!"

In just a few breaths, the originally unyielding and overbearing true immortal malice finally broke down.

The pain of having one's Soul slowly dissolved was ten thousand times more terrifying than being cut into a thousand pieces.

"This seat... no, this lowly one is willing to surrender! I am willing to be your servant! To serve you like an ox or a horse! Please, Lord, withdraw your Divine Ability! I beg of you!"

"A servant?"

Lu Yuan looked at the hand bone rolling and begging for mercy in the air, his expression as cold as ice. "Do you even deserve to be one?"

This true immortal malice was full of tyranny, greed, and slaughter; keeping it would be a disaster waiting to backfire at any time.

Moreover, what he valued more was this pure True Immortal hand bone, not the trash malice inside it.

"Since you've come, stay and become fertilizer."

"Die."

With a thought, Lu Yuan mercilessly increased the intensity of the curse.

"No—!!!"

Accompanied by one last roar of despair and unwillingness, the Divine Soul of the true immortal malice completely collapsed, dissipating into the world as countless points of black spiritual light.

As the malice dissipated, the bone giant palm that blotted out the sun lost its support and rapidly shrank.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to being a hand bone only as long as a palm, crystal clear and emitting a faint, soft immortal light.

The Devilish Qi and Death Qi on it had all vanished, leaving only the purest True Immortal Origin.

"Collect."

Lu Yuan raised his hand with a beckoning gesture.

The myriad things mother qi cauldron hovering above his head flipped upside down. The mouth of the cauldron generated a suction force, steadily drawing the masterless True Immortal hand bone inside and suppressing it at the bottom of the cauldron.

The world instantly returned to peace.

Only Lu Yuan remained, his white clothes as pure as snow, standing tall in the sky.

Below, there was dead silence.

Within the Taichu Divine City, millions of Cultivators still maintained their posture of looking up, their mouths wide open, unable to close them for a long time.

So... he won?

That True Immortal hand bone, capable of destroying the world and easily tearing through the city's protective array, was actually suppressed by Ancestor Qingyun?!

"A miracle! This is a miracle!"

After a long time, Liu Mubai was the first to react. Excited to the point of tears, he flopped to his knees on the ground and kept kowtowing to Lu Yuan in the sky.

"Ancestor Qingyun's Divine Might is peerless!"

Immediately after, cheers like a mountain tsunami shook the clouds.

Meanwhile, Jiang Hao in the crowd slumped completely to the ground, his eyes hollow.

Looking at that god-like back, the small thought of wanting to catch up completely vanished at this moment.

"Is such a figure... really someone I can catch up to?" Jiang Hao smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with despair and powerlessness.

...

Lu Yuan did not stay long in the Taichu Divine City to enjoy the worship of the crowd.

After collecting the True Immortal hand bone and confirming that the foreign node had been completely sealed, he directly tore through the Void Realm, stepped in, and disappeared.

The next moment, he had returned to the main peak hall of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

As soon as he landed, he immediately summoned Gu Qingxue.

"Husband."

Gu Qingxue wore a white dress as pure as snow, her temperament as ethereal as an immortal's.

Seeing Lu Yuan return safely, and with an aura even more unfathomable than before, her beautiful eyes were filled with joy and tenderness.

"Qingxue."

Lu Yuan smiled slightly and flipped his palm.

Suddenly, a thick, inseparable vitality of creation filled the entire hall.

Ten emerald-green lotuses, each leaf flowing with the Dao charm of life, floated quietly in his palm.

"Are these... Creation Green Lotuses?!" Gu Qingxue's eyes widened, and she covered her red lips in surprise.

This item was a legendary divine medicine; a single plant could revive the dead and grow flesh on bones, and could even allow a Mortal to become a saint on the spot.

Lu Yuan had actually brought out ten of them at once!

"Indeed."

Lu Yuan handed the green lotuses to Gu Qingxue. "This item has the power to seize the creation of heaven and earth. It can not only extend life but also make up for defects in one's Physique, and even allow the Physique to evolve.

Take them and distribute them to Yaoguang, Yue Li, and the others.

Keep one for yourself to take; it will help you stabilize your Mahayana Realm and perhaps even take you a step further."

Gu Qingxue took the green lotuses. Feeling the incredible, vast vitality within them, her heart was deeply shaken, and a warm current flowed through her.

Such divine items, her husband had handed them all over to her and the Sect without any hesitation.

"Thank you, husband! Your wife will see to it immediately."