My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

He let out a low roar, like a True Dragon bellowing; Dragon Qi churned around his body, and Tao Patterns began to condense, forming Dragon Scales on the surface of his skin.

As the Dragon Scales formed by the Tao Patterns appeared, the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son’s aura increased tremendously, becoming extremely powerful, as if a True Dragon was waking from slumber.

Those from the Blood Spirit Sect, Divinity Transformation cultivators, who had been alarmed by Lu Yi’s display of the Sword Tao Domain, all showed signs of delight upon witnessing this transformation.

Lu Yi saw the Tao Patterns on the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son and felt some surprise in his heart, as they were very similar to what he had seen through the True Dragon Blood.

He had previously heard that the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had been refining his body with Supreme True Dragon Blood, and it seemed that it might actually be True Dragon Blood that was used.

Probably only a Holy Land would have the means to use the blood of an Immortal to cultivate a Saint Heir.

However, it seemed that the Tao Patterns the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son mastered were not too many, not even as many as Lu Yi’s—perhaps it was because his understanding was not in place?

Lu Yi sighed inwardly just as the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son let out a furious shout, his Dragon Qi roiling as he charged toward Lu Yi.

Relying on his own supreme body, he intended to break into Lu Yi’s Sword Domain to face him in a battle, incredibly domineering.

Lu Yi’s expression was calm as he took a step, and hundreds of golden sword lights, thick as arms and over ten meters long, condensed and rushed toward the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son.

A surging Immortal Intent and an incomparably sharp will of the Sword Dao surged, tearing apart swathes of the sky.

Even the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son’s countenance changed drastically. The sword light had not yet reached him, but his flesh already felt pricks of pain, and the Dragon Scales formed by the Tao Patterns flickered, as if they might shatter.

Lu Yi’s Sword Tao cultivation far surpassed what the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had anticipated; he simply did not look like a sword cultivator who had just condensed a Sword Tao Domain!

The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son let out a loud shout, clenched his fist and struck out. Dragon Qi roared as his punch condensed into a hundred-meter-long Yellow Dragon, roaring as it rushed toward the sword light.

Boom!!!

A thunderous explosion erupted, distorting and ripping apart the space where they collided. The violent remnants of Spiritual Energy turned into a wild wind, stripping layer after layer of rock from the mountains outside the White Cloud Sect, leaving the ground riddled with scars.

Wu Qingfeng and others nearby showed slight changes in their expressions, swiftly raising their hands to defend against the remnants, thereby preventing the aftermath from affecting the White Cloud Sect disciples behind them.

Even so, the White Cloud Sect disciples still broke out in a cold sweat.

"This power is too terrible!”

"Is this really a battle at the Golden Core Realm? Even in the Nascent Soul Realm, few probably possess such strength, right?”

"This Heavenly Dragon Saint Son might be arrogant, but his strength is indeed impressive. Junior Brother Lu’s Sword Dao is so formidable, yet he can actually fend it off.”

The crowd exclaimed in surprise.

Amidst the aftermath, Lu Yi stepped out, his feet on a sword light, like a Sword Immortal descending to the mortal realm, walking toward the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son.

Horrifying sword lights, over ten meters long, shot out with each step that Lu Yi took, aiming directly at the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son.

The Dragon Qi around the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son roared, and the Tao Patterns flickered as if he were a young dragon.

Unfortunately, faced with Lu Yi’s sword light, he kept retreating, and even the Dragon Patterns surrounding him began to dim.

Lu Yi displayed strength far beyond what the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had imagined and easily suppressed him.

Seeing himself retreating again and again, the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son’s eyes flashed with anger and reluctance as he bellowed once more, “Heavenly Dragon Claw!”

He condensed the Dragon Qi around him, and complex Tao Patterns shimmered in his eyes as he reached out toward Lu Yi with a grasp like a dragon claw.

The next moment, a gigantic dragon claw, nearly a thousand meters across, reached down from the sky, grasping toward Lu Yi. The oppressive force of the dragon claw was immense, and even before it neared the ground, the earth seemed unable to bear it, caving in on itself.

Seeing this, Lu Yi also showed some surprise; the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son might not stand out in other areas, but his strength was indeed commendable.

He let out a low shout, and numerous sword patterns began to condense within the Small World, the truths of the Sword Tao grasped from the Divine Sword Stele. The sword patterns flashed with a sharp, dazzling brilliance, causing tears to stream down the faces of all the disciples watching, who couldn’t help but close their eyes.

Only a few Divinity Transformation cultivators and Liu Ningshuang were able to keep their eyes open.

It was precisely because of this that they were utterly amazed.

Elder Ming exclaimed in shock, “Kiddo Lu’s Sword Tao Realm is now beyond what I can even imagine.”

One after another, the sword patterns merged into the sword light, which immediately released an even more terrifying presence.

The sword light integrated into a kilometer-long golden sword beam, cutting across the sky, and directly cleaved the Heavenly Dragon Claw in two. The claw cracked and then turned to flying ash, like stardust scattering and dancing in the sky.

The Heavenly Dragon Claw was broken, and the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son’s face drastically changed. Before he could react, the kilometer-long golden sword light was slashing towards him.

The sword light traced across the sky above, and cracks appeared one after another on the ground as if an invisible sword was etching there.

The sword light struck the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son, and a booming sound erupted.

The Dragon Patterns on the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son’s body shattered on the spot; his flesh was like porcelain, riddled with cracks that leaked blood shining with a pale golden light.

His body shot into the ground and smashed into a large pit a hundred meters wide, his aura becoming extremely weak.

The golden sword light in the sky dissipated, and Lu Yi stood aloft, his white clothing as snow, his black hair glistening, his skin translucent like jade, with peerless elegance, like a deity.

There was a moment of silence between heaven and earth, followed by the loud cheers of the cultivators from White Cloud Sect.

"It’s none other than Junior Brother Lu Yi!”

"Hahaha, what of a Saint Heir from a Holy Land? In front of Junior Brother Lu Yi, he is still no match!”

Especially the female disciples of White Cloud Sect, who looked at Lu Yi with eyes full of wonder, their expressions incredibly excited.

Donggong Ming Yue and Liu Ningshuang were also looking at Lu Yi at this moment.

Donggong Ming Yue’s eyes held a trace of admiration as she said, “Senior Brother is too powerful!”

Liu Ningshuang also nodded slightly, a faint smile on her cool face, “Junior Brother hasn’t even used his full strength. If he did, I’m afraid he would have surpassed me by a lot.”

After all, the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son was no ordinary figure; he was only at the Golden Core Realm, but if she were to make a move, she would also need to go all out.

The fact that he was so easily defeated by Lu Yi made Liu Ningshuang understand that Lu Yi’s strength had already surpassed her own.

"The Domain, ah…” Liu Ningshuang’s eyes flickered, recognizing the incredible enhancement that a Domain could bring to one’s strength.

Her Heart of Ice Conception had already surpassed eighty percent, but there was still a considerable gap from Perfection, let alone the comprehension of a Domain.

This was exactly why Liu Ningshuang realized just how monstrous it was for Lu Yi to condense a Sword Tao Domain at this moment.

The Blood Spirit Sect and other sect’s Divinity Transformation cultivators were still in a stunned silence, all watching with disbelief as even the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son, such a prominent figure, was easily suppressed by Lu Yi.

At that moment, someone spoke out, “Wait, where is the other one? The senior behind the Saint Heir?!”

The crowd was startled, then somewhat shocked.

The Saint Heir had reached Small Success in his cultivation and naturally had a Protector when venturing out. The Protector was extremely powerful; they even found it difficult to gauge their Realm, capable of ensuring the Saint Heir’s safety.

But now, with the Saint Heir nearly beaten to death, where was the Protector?

For a time, the Divinity Transformation cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect Alliance were all dumbstruck.

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