Demon Gate Player

Chapter 23: Geng Metal Divine Thunder

A bone-chilling cold filled every inch of space within a radius of ten li!

Qu Ziyang waved his hand, releasing nine azure ice dragons that pounced straight towards Pang Yue.

Each dragon was ten zhang long, vividly lifelike, and extraordinarily agile. They carried a chilling aura that could annihilate everything, baring their teeth and claws as they spewed out icy blue breath, seemingly intent on freezing Pang Yue to death.

In his rage, Qu Ziyang unleashed the peerless Divine Ability of the Ice Demon Temple - the Nine Dragons Slaying God Technique.

Pang Yue felt his mana solidify, layers upon layers of coldness enveloping him from the outside in, as if countless ice thunders were exploding, destroying everything.

His demonic fire mana automatically circulated, resisting the extreme cold.

Before the nine ice dragons could reach him, they were cut into dozens of pieces as if by invisible blades, shattering and turning into scattered ice crystals.

"Sword Intent Manifestation?"

In the sky, Lu Ji's expression changed, revealing astonishment.

Sword Intent Manifestation was a defensive technique used by sword cultivators. The Sword Intent would condense into tangible blades to defend the body.

Sword cultivators were rare in the Demon Talisman Sect, and even rarer were those who could achieve Sword Intent Manifestation.

He had never expected that Daoist Xu possessed such ability.

Seeing that the nine ice dragons failed to achieve their goal, Qu Ziyang was not discouraged. He pinched a spell with both hands, and his magic transformed. Suddenly, the Bloodstone Island was covered in falling snow, hiding killing intent within the snowflakes.

Divine Ability of the Ice Demon Temple - Snow Covers the World!

Pang Yue smiled faintly, flicking his finger. A brilliant sword qi shot out, instantly splitting into three lengths and disappearing in a flash.

Within the heavy snow, the golden sword qi moved like a swimming fish, dancing among the snowflakes, directly slashing towards Qu Ziyang.

Qu Ziyang's figure flickered, instantly transforming into a disappearing snowflake.

The golden sword qi slashed through the air, making a turn in mid-air before returning to Pang Yue's side.

Meanwhile, the snowflakes formed a large formation, enveloping Pang Yue.

An invisible cold stream descended from the sky, instantly turning into a huge block of ice, freezing Pang Yue in place.

But it didn't end there!

A snowflake the size of a fingernail suddenly spun and appeared lightning-fast at the center of Pang Yue's forehead, about to pierce through his head!

In the blink of an eye, Pang Yue's body emitted a golden light, and thirty-three Dragon Elephant True Talismans appeared one after another!

He struggled fiercely, and the huge block of ice instantly shattered.

Then, his figure flickered, retreating half a body length, and he threw a punch, directly hitting the small and delicate spinning snowflake!

Boom!

A violent roar resounded as the azure and white light intertwined, flickering and constantly changing.

Pang Yue's figure remained motionless, and ice crystals spread on his right arm, as solid as divine iron, emitting a heavy and extreme coldness.

Outside of a hundred zhang, Qu Ziyang appeared in a sorry state, his feathered robe fluttering. Astonishment appeared on his extraordinary face as he stared fixedly at Pang Yue, his killing intent growing stronger.

"If Brother Qu's skills end here, then please make way!" Pang Yue said calmly.

He pointed his hand, and the sword light of the Flame Talisman suddenly burst out with dazzling brilliance, instantly slashing towards Qu Ziyang.

Qu Ziyang spread his five fingers and pushed forward, and an octagonal silver mirror appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of him.

Suddenly, his heart thumped, sensing the imminent danger of death!

The sword light of the Flame Talisman suddenly stood on the octagonal silver mirror, its brilliance flashing brightly before shattering into countless tiny sword rays.

Among these sword rays, there was a red and white sword light that silently turned, silently winding towards Qu Ziyang's neck.

A blue light flashed on Qu Ziyang's forehead, and a three-foot-long, crystal-clear ice talisman appeared.

This talisman automatically protected its master, shimmering with flowing light, gently turning and colliding with the red and white sword light.

Mist filled the air, even the Supreme Grade Law Weapon, the Flame Demon Slaying Immortal Sword, was eroded by the coldness, instantly slowing down by a thousand times, freezing the void.

Within the azure and white mist, a "transparent" sword light flashed, ignoring the freezing power of the mist, intangible and immaterial, shuttling through the void, suddenly slashing towards Qu Ziyang.

Qu Ziyang used all his defensive techniques, but he had no more tricks up his sleeve. If it weren't for the mist, he wouldn't even have noticed this Formless Sword light!

His figure flashed, flying backward.

The speed of the Formless Sword suddenly increased tenfold in an instant, passing through Qu Ziyang's body.

Qu Ziyang's skills are quite impressive. With a flick of his fingers, he unleashes his magic, causing his body to be covered in icy scales, allowing the sword light to slide off slightly!

Swish!

Qu Ziyang groans, and his left arm, along with half of his body, is cut off together.

He tries to recall the Octagonal Silver Mirror and the Cold Ice Talisman, but he is tightly entangled by two sword lights, making it difficult to take effect.

In the distance, Pang Yue stands with her hands behind her back, calmly standing on a bloodstone, looking at him expressionlessly.

"This person's swordsmanship is so powerful!"

"How did he cultivate? Why have I never heard of him before?"

A hint of panic flashes through Qu Ziyang's heart. He suddenly feels a crisis approaching and quickly turns his body, but he is still a step too late and has half of his body cut off.

The Formless Sword light comes and goes without a trace. If it weren't for his protective magic and the warning signs in his mind, he would have already perished by now.

Without much thought, Qu Ziyang flips his right hand, and a golden thunderball appears in his palm!

"Then let's die together!"

After speaking, he sacrifices the Gengjin Divine Thunder given to him by Zhuang Buxiu.

A flash of golden light.

The next moment.

Blinding golden brilliance fills the field of vision, with no other colors.

Boom!

A deafening roar shakes the heavens and echoes through the sky.

Above Bloodstone Island, a dome covers the sky, and inside, golden light bursts, exuding a destructive aura that rises to the sky, but is tightly bound within a small range by the formation.

Within the golden light, everything is annihilated.

Qu Ziyang's face contorts, watching as the Octagonal Silver Mirror, the Red and White Sword Light, the Cold Ice Talisman, and even his own body turn into ashes, with a strange and stiff smile on his lips.

In his field of vision, a bronze square tripod quietly appears, firmly suppressing the golden light.

"Gengjin Divine Thunder!"

Under the violent might of the heavens, Lu Ji couldn't help but retreat ten miles, surprised.

Qin Shuyi beside him turned pale, her mind instantly chilled upon hearing the four words "Gengjin Divine Thunder."

Having followed the true disciples of the sect since childhood, Qin Shuyi is well-informed and naturally knows the meaning of the four words "Gengjin Divine Thunder."

The might of the Gold Core!

In this way... it seems to be an ending where both parties perish...

Thinking of this, a sense of relief inexplicably rises in Qin Shuyi's heart.

A figure in luxurious attire quietly appears nearby and says in a deep voice, "Indeed, it is the Gengjin Divine Thunder."

Lu Ji turns his head and frowns, "Zhuang Buxiu, did you give this thunder to Qu Ziyang?"

Zhuang Buxiu, dressed in a magnificent wide-sleeved robe and a crown on his head, looks down at Bloodstone Island and sighs, "It was just a temporary loan to help Senior Brother Qu deal with the worst outcome, but I didn't expect him to use it hastily... sigh!"

Lu Ji looks deeply at Zhuang Buxiu but doesn't say anything more.

Then, the golden light on Bloodstone Island continues for the duration of an incense stick, and then slowly dissipates.

In the center of the island, a figure in a gray robe stands calmly.

Not a hair out of place on his body!

"This is impossible!"

Zhuang Buxiu's pupils shrink, showing an expression of disbelief.

Lu Ji's gaze flickers, as if he has sensed something.

Inside the formation, apart from Pang Yue, there is no trace of Qu Ziyang...

Lu Ji opens the formation, and Pang Yue turns into a flame and flies out, glancing meaningfully at Zhuang Buxiu.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Xu!"

Zhuang Buxiu's mind is in chaos. He hastily bows and doesn't say much before turning and flying away.

Lu Ji takes out the decree of the Devouring Demon Hall and hands it to Pang Yue, sighing, "I didn't expect Junior Brother Xu to possess such a precious treasure. No wonder he had the courage to confront Qu Ziyang."

"Brother Lu has a keen eye."

Pang Yue had just used the Mountain and River Tripod for defense, intending for no one to notice, but she didn't expect Lu Ji to see through it.

(End of this chapter)