Chapter 795: A Terrifying Showdown That Shocked the Entire Audience!
Boom!
Under the stunned gazes of everyone present, roiling arcs of lightning began to surge around Shen Yu's body.
First, a pristine white lightning appeared, crackling with raw energy. It then shifted, transforming into an inky black, a deep earthen yellow, a searing crimson, and a vibrant cyan. Finally, all the colors merged, condensing into a hazy, incomparably sacred purple.
The purple lightning writhed and coiled like a living dragon, its power endless. It pulsed with an extreme, destructive might, as if it held the authority to pass judgment on all gods.
"Lightning Arts? Shen Anyu can use Lightning Arts, too?" An Zhiyue's crimson lips parted slightly, her phoenix eyes widening in disbelief at the spectacle.
She knew her good nephew was formidable, his true depths unfathomable, but she had never imagined he possessed such a mastery of the Lightning Arts. The sheer power radiating from him could be felt even from miles away, making the air hum and her skin tingle.
Zhang Tianen was even more dumbfounded, staring as if he had seen a ghost.
"Old man, is Shen Yu's Lightning Arts very powerful?" Xiao Lin asked, sensing the deep shift in the elder's demeanor.
"It's not a question of whether it's powerful or not… it's exceptionally powerful!" Zhang Tianen sucked in a sharp breath, his voice laced with shock.
The Tianshi Sect's Lightning Arts had always been considered unrivaled, their signature technique. They were the undisputed masters, and no one else dared claim to be their equal. As for Zhang Tianen himself, he was the sect's greatest living master of the Lightning Arts; even the former Sect Master of the Tianshi Sect, Zhang Tianjiu, had not been his match in this specific field.
But in Zhang Tianen's expert eyes, the mastery Shen Yu was displaying was on an entirely different plane. Compared to that, he wasn't even worthy of carrying Shen Yu's shoes.
A sudden, hot flush crept up Zhang Tianen's old face as he recalled his earlier intention to lecture his future son-in-law on the finer points of cultivation. Thank the heavens he hadn't. If he had tried to show off his own Lightning Arts, he would have been utterly humiliated.
'I've had this Divine Lightning Ability for so long,' Shen Yu thought, a private smirk playing on his lips. 'But I've never really used it seriously, at most just for a little… enchantment. Now, however, seems like a good time to show it off.'
As for what, or rather who, had been enchanted, that was a question best posed to Liu Ruyan and the others.
A meaningful smile curled his lips.
[Ding! The Child of Destiny, Zhang Zhiyun, has laughed in extreme anger. Plundering +9999 Destiny Value!]
"You're using Lightning Arts to deal with me?"
Upon seeing Shen Yu manifest his power, Zhang Zhiyun was so infuriated that he actually laughed—a harsh, grating sound.
He was the Young Master of the Tianshi Sect. He had received the true transmission of the sect's most deep lightning techniques and had been practicing them under the personal tutelage of the Sect Master, Zhang Tianjiu, since he was five years old.
And now, some outsider dared to use Lightning Arts against him?
How utterly ridiculous!
Even Zhang Tianen, the sect's foremost lightning expert, couldn't defeat him with this art, unable to harm him in the slightest. What made Shen Yu think his own Lightning Arts were even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath?
"Don't believe it?" Shen Yu's smile was playful, almost taunting. "Then try it."
It would be impossible for anyone else to use Lightning Arts against Zhang Zhiyun, even if their mastery surpassed Shen Yu's. But Shen Yu was different.
He had an insider.
Shen Yu's peripheral vision swept over the Yin Corpse Devil Sword, its hilt still gruesomely embedded in Zhang Zhiyun's right arm. Who could possibly know that the true owner of that demonic blade was him?
Zhang Zhiyun had only obtained the method for refining the Yin Corpse Devil Sword; he had no idea how to truly control it and become its master. At best, he was a sword slave, a mere display stand for a demonic weapon he couldn't comprehend.
"Go!"
Shen Yu pointed a finger toward the heavens. The surging purple lightning that coiled around him answered his call, gathering into a singular, terrifying torrent. It shot towards Zhang Zhiyun like a descending celestial dragon, a bolt of divine tribulation lightning carrying an aura that could annihilate immortals and gods alike.
A look of pure disdain crossed Zhang Zhiyun's face. He let out a cold chuckle, not taking Shen Yu's attack seriously in the least. His plan was simple: let Shen Yu's attack fail spectacularly, then display his true strength and crush his opponent's spirit into despair.
But in the next moment—the very next instant—Zhang Zhiyun's expression changed dramatically. His eyes flooded with utter disbelief.
The purple, dragon-like pillar of lightning tore through his nine blood-river sword lights as if they were paper, like a hot knife through butter. Then, with an unstoppable momentum, it shattered the protective red light membrane around his body. The lightning, now transformed into a rainbow-hued spear of light piercing through heaven and earth, struck directly at him.
Caught completely off guard, Zhang Zhiyun frantically swung the Yin Corpse Devil Sword to block. But to his astonishment, the demonic sword felt suppressed, its power faltering as it was forced back inch by inch under the overwhelming surge of divine lightning.
"Pfft—!"
The vast and brilliant purple lightning slammed into Zhang Zhiyun's chest, sending him flying hundreds of meters through the air. A spray of blood painted the sky crimson as he crashed through several of the Tianshi Sect's pavilions before finally falling heavily to the ground in a cloud of dust and splintered wood.
"Impossible… How could I lose…?"
Zhang Zhiyun propped himself up with one hand, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief as he stared at Shen Yu. He didn't even seem to notice the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth.
He had paid such a terrible price. He had even killed his Master, Zhang Tianjiu—the Sect Master who had been like a father to him. He had destroyed his own kin and friends, sacrificing them all to the Yin Corpse Devil Sword, all to gain this supreme power that could overlook the heavens and the earth.
And the result? The result was that he was defeated by Lightning Arts?
He was actually defeated by the very art he had been intimately familiar with since childhood?!
And it was such a crushing, one-sided defeat?!
Then what was the meaning of everything he had done?!
"He… he actually won?"
Zhang Tianen's eyes were practically bulging from their sockets. How could Lightning Arts be so strong? Why couldn't he even break Zhang Zhiyun's defense earlier?
'No,'he corrected himself,'it's not that the Lightning Arts are strong… it's that Shen Yu is too strong, isn't he?'
This level of lightning mastery was simply outrageous. It was beyond comprehension. Zhang Tianen began to seriously doubt his entire life. Were the Lightning Arts he had painstakingly cultivated for decades nothing but a cheap imitation?
"Phew…" An Zhiyue let out a long, shaky sigh of relief. Her phoenix eyes sparkled with a brilliant light as she gazed at Shen Yu's figure in the center of the ruined arena.
Xiao Lin's heart, which had been lodged in her throat, finally dropped back into place. She patted her ample chest, a relieved smile gracing her pretty face as she mumbled, "He's so strong… he almost scared me to death."
[Ding! Detected a +1 increase in Destined Heroine Xiao Lin's favorability. Plundering +3000 Destiny Value!]
"He really might be able to kill Zhang Zhiyun…" Yu Guannan breathed, her own tension easing. She then stared intently at Shen Yu, her beautiful eyes also filled with a newfound warmth.
[Ding! Detected a +1 increase in Destined Heroine Yu Guannan's favorability. Plundering +3000 Destiny Value!]
Everyone present was utterly shocked into silence. The terrifying, seemingly invincible Zhang Zhiyun had been completely routed by Shen Yu in a single exchange.
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
At that moment, Zhang Zhiyun scrambled to his feet. His eyes were shot through with crimson bloodlust as he charged madly towards Shen Yu.
He had paid too high a price. He had gone so far as to murder his own Master. If he still lost to Shen Yu, wouldn't he become nothing more than a pathetic clown?
He could not lose!
"Die!"
Zhang Zhiyun's hair stood on end in his fury. His essence, qi, and spirit flared, reaching the absolute peak of his life. He desperately poured every last drop of his strength into the Yin Corpse Devil Sword. A crimson sword light, several zhang long, slashed towards Shen Yu, carrying enough power to cleave a ten-thousand-ton ship in two.
Even if it meant mutual destruction, he would kill Shen Yu.
But Shen Yu merely flicked his finger.
The several-zhang-long crimson sword light shattered like glass, breaking apart inch by inch. A torrent of surging lightning once again enveloped Zhang Zhiyun.
Only after the brilliant light dissipated did Zhang Zhiyun's figure reappear.
He was kneeling on the ground, head raised, his gaze filled with astonishment and a dawning, soul-crushing horror as he looked at Shen Yu.
His Yin Corpse Devil Sword—the ultimate weapon he had sacrificed everything for—was caught between two of Shen Yu's fingers, unable to advance even a single inch.
This was the Yin Corpse Devil Sword, whose extreme Yin power could corrode the very void itself. Even a Martial God wouldn't dare touch it directly. Yet Shen Yu was completely unharmed.
At that same instant, a clear, resonant voice transmission entered Zhang Zhiyun's mind, and his alone:
'The Yin Corpse Devil Sword naturally cannot harm me… because the true owner of the Yin Corpse Devil Sword is me!'
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