Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 841 - 425: Gaining Another Celestial Cicada Spirit Leaf, Concealing Causality

The Heavenly Glory Bracelet Talisman!

Jiang Fan wasted no time in triggering one of his Life Talismans—the Heavenly Glory Bracelet Talisman he had recently perfected. This particular talisman possessed the ability to lock onto a target's aura and deliver a devastating critical strike, boasting immense destructive potential.

As a tool for a lethal sneak attack, it was unparalleled.

The talisman materialized abruptly, its ancient and cryptic runes erupting with a blinding golden radiance, as if fueled by an internal divine fire. This surging golden light coalesced in the air, forming the spectral outline of a massive ring. As the brilliance of the runes intensified, the phantom solidified into the Heavenly Glory Bracelet, radiating an aura of primordial majesty.

Mysterious dark patterns flickered across its surface, each one harboring the strength to cleave the heavens and the earth. It hovered in the sky, vibrating softly, causing the local space to warp and groan with a low, resonant hum.

In a flash, the Heavenly Glory Bracelet turned into a streak of blinding light, piercing the firmament and lashing toward the foe at a speed that eclipsed lightning.

Wherever the beam of light traveled, the air was violently compressed, creating a thunderous boom and leaving a scorching path of golden flames in its wake.

"What is this?"

"Who is the one ambushing me?"

The expression of the Purple Fire Daoist shifted violently. He was braced for the descent of the heavenly thunder tribulation and had never anticipated a hidden enemy launching a surprise assault at this critical juncture.

To endure this Divinity Transformation Thunder Tribulation, he had already slaughtered every cultivator in the Shennong Sect. Even the disciples of other sects had been lured into the Profound Celestial Sword Sect; there should have been no one left to oppose him.

Yet, this unforeseen catastrophe had suddenly struck.

Knowing there was no time to demand answers, he immediately invoked a defensive art. Shimmering energy barriers materialized around him in a desperate attempt to intercept the incoming strike.

However, the sheer power within the Heavenly Glory Bracelet Talisman surpassed all expectations. It shattered the Purple Fire Daoist’s hurried defenses instantly, delivering a direct and brutal blow.

A cataclysmic explosion thundered, and a wave of terrifying force surged outward from the point of impact like a violent tide.

The mountain buckled instantly as massive boulders tumbled from the summit, kicking up a plume of dust so thick it blotted out the sun.

The earth looked as though it had been mauled by the claws of a prehistoric beast, split by deep, yawning chasms that spread rapidly, swallowing trees and structures alike, leaving the terrain shattered and scarred.

For a thousand miles, the world shuddered. Ripples vibrated through the void, resembling the surface of a still pond after a massive stone is cast into it. These spatial distortions warped the very air as debris continued to rain down, further obscuring the sky.

The Purple Fire Daoist suffered a gruesome fate; the Heavenly Glory Bracelet Talisman had torn his physical form into countless fragments.

He was reduced to nothing more than scattered piles of gore.

"He still lives?"

"Has he truly become a demon?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his gaze, extending his spiritual sense to monitor the entire area.

Despite being blown apart by the Heavenly Glory Bracelet Talisman, the Purple Fire Daoist had not perished.

Because the old man had practiced the Blood Demon Scripture, he had transformed into a Nascent Soul blood demon. He now possessed demonic traits similar to an immortal body.

Unless he was utterly annihilated, he could reform himself.

On the ground, the scattered blood and plasma began to writhe frantically.

Within moments, the crimson fluid converged, knitting back together to reconstruct the body of the Purple Fire Daoist.

His figure was now enveloped in a sinister demonic Qi and a blood-red aura, looking like a freshly birthed Blood Demon.

"Who is it? Who dares to interfere with this old man's Divinity Transformation Thunder Tribulation?"

The Purple Fire Daoist roared in a fit of rage, desperate to shred his assailant.

A suffocating demonic pressure radiated in all directions, as his current cultivation had already reached the half-step Divinity Transformation realm.

Standard Nascent Soul cultivators were no match for him.

The moment he located the hidden rat, he intended to crush them into dust.

Nothing would prevent his ascension to the Divinity Transformation realm.

"Noisy."

"What use is an immortal body? Just die."

A freezing light glinted in Jiang Fan’s eyes. He could tell that the Purple Fire Daoist was actually drained to his limit.

Though he had survived the initial strike, the process of regenerating his physical form had sapped a massive amount of his essence.

He was currently a mere shadow of his peak self.

In an instant, Jiang Fan gripped the Human Emperor Sword. Pouring his vast primordial magical power into the blade, he unleashed a single, decisive strike at the Purple Fire Daoist.

Boom~~

This strike carried the weight of ten thousand jun, as if it bore the collective burden of all living souls. A terrifying beam of sword light tore through the void, reaching the Purple Fire Daoist in a heartbeat.

"What is this?"

The Purple Fire Daoist was paralyzed with shock. He couldn't even track the origin of the attack, seeing only a flash of white sword light appearing before his eyes.

In the following breath, his body was cleaved in two.

Simultaneously, a wave of pure annihilation rippled through him, disintegrating every cell and erasing even the final remnants of his soul.

Thud!

With a single sword move, the Purple Fire Daoist’s life force was completely snuffed out, leaving nothing but ashes behind.

Even with his demonic immortality, there was no coming back from this.

The precision of the sword light was so absolute that it only affected the Purple Fire Daoist.

It did not spill over into the surroundings.

The destructive energy was focused solely on the target.

This level of control demonstrated an almost divine mastery of the blade.

"With just one strike, he actually slew a half-step Divinity Transformation demon cultivator?"