41: Fusion of Laws, a clash of lightning techniques!

"Open."

Seeing this, Yan Nantian formed a hand seal, and a massive water mirror appeared out of thin air, clearly reflecting the scene above the Nine Heavens onto the square for everyone to watch.

Meanwhile.

In the crowd, an unremarkable middle-aged Cultivator vanished without a sound.

It was the assassin from Wanhun Hall, Venerable Wuying.

He utilized his unique secret technique, his figure turning into a faint wisp of smoke, escaping into the high altitude and lurking deep within the clouds, like a venomous snake, staring fixedly at Lu Yuan's back, waiting for the opportunity for a fatal strike.

Above the Nine Heavens, the gale howled.

Lu Yuan and Ye Chen confronted each other from afar.

"Lu Yuan, although you have advanced to the Soul Transformation stage, in my eyes, you are nothing but feeble and worthless."

At this moment, Ye Chen held nothing back, his terrifying Middle Stage Soul Transformation aura erupting with a boom.

Each of the nine Laws he practiced had reached the level of the Third Transformation.

This was the terror of the Innate Dao Body.

Ordinary Cultivators struggle their entire lives to comprehend even one Law to the Third Transformation, yet for him, it was as simple as eating and drinking.

"If you do not cultivate, seeing me is like a frog in a well gazing at the moon in the sky; if you do cultivate, seeing me is like an ant witnessing the vast blue sky!"

Ye Chen let out a low shout and formed a seal with his hands.

He did not use a single Law, but forcibly fused the two most destructive ones: the Law of Death and the Law of Thunder.

Although it was only an initial Fusion, under the augmentation of the Innate Dao Body, it still erupted with suffocating power.

"Supreme Yin Divine Thunder."

Rumble!

The originally clear sky was instantly shrouded in endless darkness.

Within that darkness, bolts of pitch-black lightning, exuding thick Death Qi, rolled and roared in the clouds like black dragons.

This was not ordinary lightning, but a thunder of extinction containing the Law of Death.

Once touched, vitality would be severed, and the Nascent Soul would decay.

The crowd watching below, even separated by the water mirror, could feel that despairing aura of deathly silence.

"What a terrifying Divine Ability; is this the foundation of the Innate Dao Body?"

The Chief Commander of Tianji Pavilion watched this scene, a meaningful look flashing in the depths of his eyes.

He secretly assessed in his heart that Ye Chen's ranking on the Eastern Wilderness Venerable List would likely need to be raised even higher.

An attack of this level could not be withstood by an ordinary Middle Stage Soul Transformation Cultivator; to touch it was to die.

"Lu Yuan is finished."

This was what the vast majority of people present thought.

However.

Facing the Supreme Yin Divine Thunder that was crashing down like a blanket covering the sky.

Lu Yuan's expression, however, remained calm as water.

"Is this your trump card?"

He shook his head, seemingly a bit disappointed.

"Law Fusion is indeed not bad, but it is a pity that your understanding of thunder is too superficial."

Lu Yuan slowly raised his right hand.

In the palm of his hand, a touch of purple lightning quietly bloomed.

That lightning was weak at first, but in an instant, it transformed into a purple sun.

Purple Heaven Divine Thunder.

Extremely rigid and extremely yang, it breaks all Laws.

But this was not all.

With a slight movement of his mind, Lu Yuan injected the Origin of his Wood Spirit Body within him, without reservation, into this Purple Heaven Divine Thunder.

Wood represents vitality.

Thunder represents destruction.

But at the end of extreme destruction lies new life.

"Withered wood meets spring, thunder gives rise to life."

Lu Yuan whispered.

He perfectly fused the Wood Law, which he had comprehended to the Peak of the Second Transformation, with the Law of Thunder, which was at the Peak of the First Transformation.

Although the level of Law transformation was not as high as Ye Chen's, his degree of Fusion was something Ye Chen could not catch up to even by whipping his horse.

"Go."

Lu Yuan flicked his finger.

That ball of purple lightning expanded against the wind, instantly transforming into a purple-cyan thunder dragon, roaring as it charged toward the sky-filling black thunder.

On this thunder dragon's body, there was both the violence of thunder and a majestic, endless vitality.

Facing death to find life.

Boom!

The purple-cyan thunder dragon and the black thunder dragon violently collided in the air.

When Ye Chen's Supreme Yin Divine Thunder, containing the Law of Death, met Lu Yuan's Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, containing the Law of Life, it actually dissolved instantly like snow melting in the spring sun.

Vitality suppresses Death Qi.

Righteous Yang suppresses Yin evil.

This was an absolute suppression of attributes, and also a dimensional reduction strike in terms of Law comprehension.

In just a single breath.

The sky-filling black thunder was completely devoured by the purple-cyan thunder dragon.

The purple-cyan thunder dragon, its remaining power undiminished, roared toward Ye Chen, and in his terrified gaze, it violently crashed into his protective divine light.

Bang!

Ye Chen was struck as if by a heavy blow, flying backward hundreds of zhang, spewing blood from his mouth.

His Innate Dao Body, which he was so proud of, now had cracks and was scorched black.

"How is this possible."

Ye Chen steadied his figure, his hair disheveled, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I have comprehended the Third Transformation Law; how could I lose to your First Transformation Law? This is impossible!"

He could not accept this fact.

On the square below.

There was dead silence.

The Chief Commander of Tianji Pavilion, who had originally been full of confidence in Ye Chen, now had his mouth slightly agape, completely unaware that the teacup in his hand had fallen to the ground.

Yan Nantian's pupils also contracted sharply, and for the first time, a deep wariness appeared in the gaze he directed at Lu Yuan.

"Winning against the strong with the weak, the mutual restraint of Laws—this person's comprehension of Laws has simply reached the realm of subtlety."

Gu Qingxue watched that figure standing with hands behind his back in the light screen, looking like a god, her beautiful eyes filled with infatuation and reverence.

"This is my husband."

Lu Xueyao tightly gripped the longsword in her hand, a look of admiration flashing in her eyes.

"Revered Master's sword has not yet been unsheathed, yet just his thunder technique is already this terrifying."

Meanwhile, Venerable Wuying, hiding deep in the clouds, felt the Soul-Extinguishing Needle he had already gripped in his hand tremble slightly, and he retracted it.

He realized that this mission was likely far more troublesome than he had imagined.

Above the Nine Heavens, the gale was torn apart.

Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and in those sinister eyes, there was not the slightest bit of dejection; instead, a more frenzied Battle Intent burned.

He had not admitted defeat.

The means Ye Chen possessed went far beyond thunder and death.

His most proficient and core trump card was the Sword Law, which was number one in offensive power.

His comprehension of the Sword Law had already reached the Peak of the Third Transformation, just one step away from that legendary Fourth Transformation Domain.

He vaguely felt that today's battle might be that opportunity.

By utilizing the pressure of a powerful enemy like Lu Yuan, he could sharpen his own Sword Intent, thereby achieving ultimate sublimation, breaking through the Bottleneck in one go, and attaining the Sword Dao Domain.

"Lu Yuan, you are indeed very strong, beyond my expectations."

Ye Chen slowly straightened his back, and the aura on his body began to undergo an earth-shattering change: "But if you think this is all my strength, then you are greatly mistaken."

He grasped the air with one hand; in his palm, there was no physical weapon, yet a sharp Qi that made the world change color was frantically condensing.