Chapter 2070: Purple Gold True Thunder Achieves Merit

The old man in the green robe took a green gourd from his waist, threw it into the empty space in front of him, and cast a spell. A piercing whistle sounded, and countless green, glittering sand particles flew out.

These green sand particles were no larger than a fingernail, flickering with runes and emanating astonishing spiritual energy.

The dense green sand particles soared into the sky, transforming into a massive green cloud that covered nearly half the sky, plunging the area into sudden darkness.

The old man in the green robe activated his spell, causing the runes on the green sand particles to glow brightly. A cluster of green flames emerged, forming a colossal hand enshrouded in green fire, which slammed towards Wang Mengbin.

Chen Hong flicked her sleeve, and seven ancient, glimmering small mirrors flew out. The mirrors were of different colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple—and exuded astonishing spiritual energy, clearly indicating they were seven spiritual treasures.

The Seven-Luster Mirror set of spiritual treasures was both offensive and defensive, ranking among the five most prized treasures of the Azure Cloud Palace.

She changed her spell, and the seven small mirrors immediately shone with brilliant light. Numerous profound runes appeared on their surfaces. With a flash of spiritual light, seven streams of colorful rays swept out, heading straight for Wang Mengbin.

Deng Tianxin flipped his hand and produced a shimmering green feather fan, flickering with runes and emanating astonishing spiritual energy, also a spiritual treasure.

With a gentle wave from Deng Tianxin, a loud whooshing sound erupted. A swirling green gale swept out, transforming into a hundred-zhang-long green wind dragon that soared directly toward their opponent. Simultaneously, the void twisted and deformed, producing numerous green wind blades that followed closely.

Wang Mengbin remained composed. He performed a hand seal, and the thunderclouds high above churned like boiling water. Countless silver lightning bolts streaked across the sky, striking downwards.

As the green colossal hand approached within a hundred zhang of Wang Mengbin, it was shattered by the dense silver lightning, disintegrating into countless green sand particles. The sand particles spun briefly, then transformed into several-foot-long green arrows, flying directly towards Wang Mengbin.

The dense silver lightning struck the green wind dragon. The green wind dragon let out a tragic shriek and dispersed into specks of green light.

The seven colorful streams of light were pulverized by the dense silver lightning as if they were thin paper.

Wang Mengbin formed hand seals, causing the void to vibrate. Countless silver electrical arcs emerged around his body, suddenly forming a colossal silver lightning net. It enveloped the incoming green arrows, completely encasing them and condensing into a massive silver lightning sphere.

“Break!” the old man in the green robe roared, activating his spell.

The silver lightning sphere suddenly tore open, and countless green sand particles poured out. After a blur, the sand particles rapidly expanded, transforming into large green boulders, gleaming with spiritual light, clearly not ordinary objects.

These green boulders quickly converged, forming a large mountain enveloped in countless green flames, which slammed towards Wang Mengbin.

The dense silver lightning struck the green mountain, but the mountain remained unscathed; only its descent speed slowed down.

A look of triumph appeared in the old man's eyes. His Azure Yang True Sand Gourd, crafted primarily from Azure Flame Sand, was unpredictable, possessing both offensive and defensive capabilities, and had helped him eliminate powerful enemies many times.

“Madam Chen, Fellow Daoist Deng, this person’s divine abilities are considerable. Don't hold back; let's end this quickly to avoid any complications,” the old man in the green robe urged, his expression somewhat displeased.

Chen Hong nodded, raised her right hand, and with a flash of purple light, a continually shimmering purple feather fan appeared in her hand. The fan surface bore a pattern of purple flames.

It was the Violet Luo Fan, a fire-attribute spiritual treasure.

She gently waved it, and countless profound purple runes lit up on the fan's surface. A pungent purple flame swept out, heading directly towards their opponent.

Wherever the purple flame passed, blue smoke rose from the void, and large amounts of flowers and plants withered instantly, turning into a puddle of liquid.

Deng Tianxin conjured a beam of white light, which, after a blur, vanished.

Countless silver electrical arcs surged from Wang Mengbin's body, forming silver lightning spheres that met the descending green mountain.

A booming explosion resounded, and a dazzling silver lightning engulfed the green mountain.

As the purple flame approached within three hundred zhang of Wang Mengbin, over a hundred silver lightning spears descended from the sky, shattering the purple flame.

A white light glowed above Wang Mengbin’s head—a shimmering white net emitting wisps of cold air.

“Capture!” Deng Tianxin softly commanded. The white net suddenly unleashed a surging cold mist, enveloping Wang Mengbin and freezing him. The white net then enclosed the frozen Wang Mengbin.

The green mountain suddenly exploded, transforming into countless green arrows that flew directly towards Wang Mengbin.

With a loud crash, the ice shattered, and Wang Mengbin, engulfed in a dazzling silver lightning glow, disappeared.

“Oh no, Lightning遁术 (Thunder Escape Art)!” Deng Tianxin exclaimed, his face changing when he saw this. He had lost in this exact manner last time.

The thunderclouds high above churned violently, expanding rapidly to cover more than half the sky. Darkness fell, accompanied by lightning, thunder, and raging winds.

Dense silver lightning bolts surged forth like a tide, striking the three individuals: Deng Tianxin, Chen Hong, and the old man in the green robe.

A booming thunderclap echoed, and the dense silver lightning engulfed their figures, unleashing powerful shockwaves. Wherever the shockwaves passed, mountain peaks exploded, rocks flew everywhere, and trees snapped.

An area of a hundred li in radius was submerged in silver lightning, resembling a sea of thunder.

Wang Mengbin sat cross-legged atop the thunderclouds, countless silver electrical arcs dancing around his body. His gaze was cold, like that of a sovereign, looking down upon all beings.

Suddenly, a green light shone above Wang Mengbin's head, and a small, shimmering green pagoda appeared out of thin air, exuding astonishing spiritual energy—it was clearly a Celestial Spiritual Treasure.

As soon as the small green pagoda appeared, countless runes lit up on its surface, and its size rapidly expanded. The characters "Qingyun" (Azure Cloud) were clearly visible on its body.

This was the Azure Cloud Pagoda, a foundational treasure of the Azure Cloud Palace used to trap enemies. Once trapped by this treasure, even Soul Transformation cultivators would find it difficult to escape.

The Azure Cloud Pagoda sprayed out a hazy green light, covering Wang Mengbin. Wang Mengbin visibly shrunk and moved towards the Azure Cloud Pagoda.

Wang Mengbin opened his mouth, and a purple-gold lightning bolt flew out, shattering the green light. The lightning around his body flared, and he vanished.

The next moment, Wang Mengbin appeared near the silver sea of lightning.

His eyes gleamed with cold light. He opened his mouth and spat out a purple-gold lightning bolt, which plunged into the silver lightning sea. A painful male shriek followed.

Over a hundred golden axe blades flew out of the silver lightning sea, instantly arriving before Wang Mengbin.

Countless silver electrical arcs surged from Wang Mengbin’s body, meeting them. The golden axe blades successively exploded, transforming into specks of spiritual light and vanishing.

The void above Wang Mengbin's head rippled. With a flash of green light, a small, exquisite green bowl suddenly appeared. Its surface was carved with fire patterns, and as soon as it emerged, its size rapidly increased.

The green bowl spewed a thick green flame, engulfing Wang Mengbin’s figure. A faint scream was heard.

A red light flew out from the sea of lightning—it was a hundreds-of-zhang-tall red giant seal, smashing towards Wang Mengbin.

Wang Mengbin was struck by the red giant seal, flying backward, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, and his entire body was engulfed in green flames.