266: Six Daoist Imprints!

Thunder light flickered within the crimson-gold eye of the great dao, displaying a cold, indifferent, and heartless gaze that regarded all things as straw dogs.

A lightning pool condensed beneath the pupil.

The endless Aura of Dao Laws permeated and spread in all directions.

It was as if some great horror would appear in the next moment.

From the distant sky came a world-shaking phoenix cry.

A vermilion fire phoenix flew over at high speed!

Sensing its master's disappearance and peril, the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler rushed over frantically from thousands of miles away.

As a Spirit Treasure nurtured by Su Ling's Divine Soul, even the Great Dao's lightning punishment would not restrict its entry.

Clear Ripple Immortal Venerable's eyes lit up as she quickly performed hand seals and struck out a beam of immortal light.

A second before the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler entered the range of the Lightning Tribulation, the immortal light merged into the fire phoenix's body.

“Kree!”

With an incredibly joyful cry, the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler's Aura surged.

The vermilion flames surrounding it rapidly evolved toward a brilliant white.

The moment it entered the range of the Lightning Tribulation, it was directly drawn to Su Ling's side by the Great Dao's Laws.

It transformed back into a vermilion jade ruler and fell into his hand.

“Master!”

A crisp, infant-like voice rang out in Su Ling's mind.

Upon the jade ruler, a small figure of a fire phoenix emerged.

It was none other than the true artifact spirit of the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler!

“phoenix dance...”

The moment he held the jade ruler, Su Ling already knew its name.

Before he could be surprised, the lightning pool above his head suddenly solidified!

One after another, figures looking down disdainfully upon the world slowly stepped out from the lightning pool.

A thousand miles away, everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but gasp.

A total of six dao venerable imprints!

The gaze of each one was as heartless and indifferent as the eye of the great dao.

What kind of existence could trigger a Lightning Tribulation of such scale!

Could it be that the Vine Demon is undergoing its Golden Immortal Tribulation?!

But even so, with the Vine Demon's talent and Foundation, it shouldn't be possible to trigger so many dao venerable imprints!

To draw even one would already be a sign of extraordinary talent!

The six Dao Venerable figures stood together in the Void Realm, looking down indifferently at Su Ling and Gulir.

At this moment, Gulir was filled with terror, staring at the sky with gritted teeth.

His cloudy eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body couldn't stop trembling.

He had already used every defensive method he could.

Bone Shield, Pale Throne, Skull, Dark Crystal Ball... one by one, top-tier magic items emitting powerful Auras were arranged above his head as if they cost nothing.

One after another, powerful undead creatures were summoned to surround him.

But as soon as these undead creatures appeared, they felt the apocalyptic Aura of destruction from above.

One by one, they scrambled to break free from their contract bonds, even willing to pay a price just to return to their original world.

They were simply unwilling to die for Gulir!

Only about a dozen seventh-rank Early Stage creatures, and hundreds of thousands of low-level undead, could not leave because they had signed a symbiotic contract.

They could only roar in despair as they looked at the sky.

On the other side, Su Ling had already swallowed a rejuvenation immortal pill and looked calmly at the dao venerable imprints, even showing a hint of a smile.

The artifact spirit phoenix dance stood quietly on his shoulder, a dense Battle Intent rising in its tiny eyes.

The Lightning Tribulation had been triggered by Su Ling in the first place.

Except for the unexpected increase in the Lightning Tribulation's power because Gulir was within it.

Everything else was within Su Ling's expectations.

It's just death!

It's not like I haven't died before!

Now I can even drag a Peak Sanctuary Necromancer down with me.

It's a win!

“Come on!”

Su Ling roared, and the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler in his hand swung violently.

The brilliant white Southern Bright Departing Fire erupted with a boom.

A massive ruler shadow formed above his head, waiting to launch a final, desperate strike the moment the Lightning Tribulation descended.

As if responding to Su Ling's call.

Two dao venerable imprints stepped forward.

One wore battle armor and held a Pure Yang Fire Spear.

One had flowing robes and a Golden Lightning Sword appeared beside them.

The two imprints lightly raised their palms and swung down violently.

The fire spear was like a spear of judgment thrown by a Heavenly God, instantly appearing above Gulir.

“Oblivion Death Light!”

Gulir's eyes nearly burst as his long-prepared Sanctuary magic erupted.

A grey-white beam containing the Aura of oblivion and death suddenly shot from the tip of his staff.

It boldly met the Dao Law fire spear that had pierced through his magic item protections to reach his head.

The incredibly violent collision of Laws instantly swept through the surroundings.

Vast tracts of ground were blown away, and bottomless spiderweb-like cracks appeared.

Gulir was blasted into the ground by the backlash of power, his entire body catching fire with raging golden Pure Yang flames.

With just one strike, the wizard's naturally weak body suffered a heavy blow.

His entire Aura withered to the extreme, and his already unattractive face turned terrifyingly pale.

However, the price of his survival was that more than half of his summons were instantly turned to ash.

Life Sharing!

A Peak magic that only Sanctuary Necromancers could learn.

It could transfer the attacks suffered by the wizard himself onto his summons.

Especially those dozen or so seventh-rank Early Stage undead creatures.

Under this single strike, only three remained.

The gaze or soul fire of each one looking at Gulir flickered with endless hatred.

It was foreseeable that they were doomed in the coming lightning punishment!

They couldn't escape, couldn't endure; their fate was already sealed.

“Haha!!!”

Gulir laughed maniacally, his voice full of malice and despair.

He knew he absolutely couldn't withstand another strike!

Death was now inevitable.

Even though he had long ago placed a portion of his Soul into a secret Phylactery.

But this was a Dao Law lightning punishment!

It possessed the power to track the Soul and take life.

No matter how far across time and space, the power of the lightning punishment could pursue him and annihilate his last wisp of Soul waiting for resurrection.

Pulled back into mid-air by the power of the Lightning Tribulation, Gulir looked at the other side with a malicious gaze.

But his pupils couldn't help but widen, full of disbelief!

“Impossible, this is impossible!!!”

...The Golden Lightning Sword suddenly swelled to a size of a thousand zhang. The golden-purple lightning light flowing on the blade surged like a living thing, actually transforming into a ferocious Lightning Dragon that pounced down with the force of ten thousand thunderclaps.

Su Ling's eyes were bloodshot as he let out a loud shout, his hands tightly gripping the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler. The mysterious heaven evil-cleansing bell on his shoulder flowed with golden light, rippling out a golden bell shadow to protect his entire body.

Then, his figure moved like lightning, boldly charging toward the Lightning Dragon!

The massive ruler shadow, carrying the sound of breaking air, slammed hard against the Lightning Dragon's head.

“Boom!”

The power of thunder and fire was like a volcanic eruption. Splattered lightning light covered a radius of dozens of miles, and the earth trembled under the lightning's pressure.

In the next moment, the Lightning Dragon, though reduced in size by a third, still crashed into the Xuantian Bell shadow with the momentum of a landslide.

“Bang!”

With a world-shaking crack, the bell shadow shattered inch by inch like a mirror. Even the mysterious heaven evil-cleansing bell floating beside Su Ling groaned under the unbearable weight, its body covered in cracks as its golden light dimmed sharply.

The Lightning Dragon's remaining momentum was not yet exhausted, and it slammed into Su Ling like a falling star!

Lightning flashed, blood splattered like rain, and Su Ling was sent flying back like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the ground with a sky full of lightning light.

The violent lightning power was like dozens of earth dragons turning over at once, tearing more than ten miles of earth to pieces.

Scorched earth cracked, magma erupted, looking like a scene of the apocalypse.

As the dust gradually settled, a magma pool about a mile wide appeared at the center, with plasma inside surging like a living thing.

Su Ling tightly gripped the phoenix dance nine-fierce ruler. His entire body was charred black and covered in lightning scars. His eyes were closed as he floated in the scalding magma, his life or death unknown.

However, in Gulir's perception, he still had a breath of life left.

There was even an extremely majestic life force within his body, constantly repairing his shattered and broken frame.