Taiyi Dao Fruit

Jiang Li suddenly soared into the air, speeding toward the location where the Qi mechanism had just risen.

Though Daode Sect was suspicious, on the surface, Jiang Li had no evidence; even if he did have evidence, it wouldn't be good to tear off the facade. Instead of confronting Zhang Daoyi, it was better to check if that person had left any clues.

He was like a flying swallow, skimming through the air over a distance of a mile, his gaze swiftly locked onto a dark shadow.

Jiang Li descended, landing softly behind a mound with the wind.

The true form of the dark shadow was thus revealed in his eyes.

The figure had dark skin and wore plain blue cloth garments, appearing just like an ordinary farmer. He was sitting against the mound, his head slightly drooped, and blood seeping from his chest, already breathless.

"Death occurred no more than fifteen minutes ago, and moreover..."

Jiang Li's eyes focused on the chest wound, "This is a sword wound."

Being cautious, Jiang Li did not go over to examine the corpse, but his Qi Observation Skill was enough to get a general idea.

The corpse was still warm, the sword wound at the chest was fine and only oozed a bit of blood, the murder weapon was extremely thin, like a sheet of paper. Seeing the wound, Jiang Li connected it to the previous crimson sword light; this person was highly likely to have died from the assassination attempt on Jiang Li.

Then the question arose, why did he kill this person?

To Jiang Li's observation, the deceased was just a common farmer with visible signs of labor on his hands and feet, and completely devoid of any cultivation.

And with the desolate surroundings, there appeared to be no farmland; how did this ordinary farmer come here in the middle of the night.

[Just as Jiang Li was pondering, a sizzling noise approached from afar, and a streak of lightning flashed toward him.]

[Is it Yang Ji?! How did he arrive so quickly?]

As Jiang Li caught sight of the words on Karma Collection, he turned around, palm extended, delivering a Dragon Claw with the momentum of heavenly wind.

Meanwhile, in the lightning, someone was bursting with the Thunder Shouting Technique, loudly shouting, "Zha!"

Taiping Sect's Thunder Shouting Technique used voice to emit thunder, shaking all directions, Heavenly Thunder roared, merging thunder sound with thunder noise, a shocking sound wave collided with Dragon Claw, Innate Wind Qi clashed with raging Heavenly Thunder shouts, creating a thunderous explosion, wind and shockwaves counterattacking, disturbing the air, twisting it.

Yang Ji appeared within the lightning, his eyes sparking with electricity, a Thunder Eye already open on his forehead, he lifted his hand, and five streaks of thunder fiercely shot out, blue-white lightning filled Jiang Li's view, accompanied by the booming thunder resonating in his ears and mind, exploding wildly.

This time, without Zhong Shenxiu by his side, Yang Ji focused entirely on striking Jiang Li, unleashing his full power. His Thunder Technique was overwhelmingly strong and extremely aggressive.

Fortunately, Jiang Li's own will was firm, and he had the protection of "Seeking Truth" guarding his mind, stabilizing his spirit with the Three Lights, thus he was not afraid of the thundering sound.

"Boom!"

The thunderbolt struck the Dragon Claw, instantaneously causing the Innate Qi to explode, making the Dragon Claw collapse. More thunder light fired, yet Jiang Li shifted his form, moving like a fleeting shadow.

"Hmph!"

Yang Ji sneered, gently guiding his palms to the right, the electric snake of thunder light suddenly swerved, tail-chasing in pursuit, displaying the speed of thunder.

In just a blink, the lightning had already caught up with Jiang Li, almost reaching him, when suddenly, a strong wind blew up from behind Jiang Li.

Simultaneously, he stepped into the Xun Position.

The laws of nature were inherently orderly, Jiang Li used the Emperor's Qi Observation Skill to discern this order, planning an escape through it and using the astonishing wisdom brought by Dao Fruit Ability to harness the forces of nature for himself.

Xun Position, which indicates the direction of surging wind, Jiang Li now flowed with the wind, further stimulating the strong wind with Innate Qi, meeting the lightning, creating a scenario where wind and thunder opposed like Yin and Yang. One strengthened while the other weakened. As Yang Ji's Thunder Technique approached from this direction, it naturally diminished by three parts due to the interaction of natural forces.

"Yin Talisman Seven Skills·Real Intent Technique Te Snake."

Jiang Li's eyes revealed a viper shadow, and the sword at his waist suddenly shattered into a thousand blades, mingling with the wind to replace rainwater as he wielded the Wind and Rain Sword.

The great winds unfurled the shattered blades, enveloping Jiang Li as they forged a Wind Sword with the wisdom of heaven and earth.

The raging winds whirled furiously, the crackling sounds incessant as dazzling Thunder Light and electric snakes struck the sword light, spiraling the thousand blades into a whirlwind of slaughter that even severed and counterattacked the thunderclaps.

The sound of thunder was replaced by the whizzing of sharp blades, their resonating sound waves shredded into hundreds of parts, unable to coalesce.

Yang Ji's eyes turned entirely blue and white, devoid of sclera and pupil, with only electric light darting about, and the Thunder Eye atop his head grew intensely fierce, for within this sword strike, he sensed a crisis.

"With such a sword, no wonder Daoist Ming Zhen died..."

This thought flashed through his mind as the Thunder Eye above Yang Ji's head suddenly transformed into a beam of light. With a forward swing of his hand, it collided with the Wind Sword like a comet striking the moon.

A roaring wind howled, thunder bright and fierce, and where the two met, a sky-covering curtain of Wind Blades blurred the vision, the watery Thunder Light exploding through the whirlwind, the brilliant light overwhelming.

"Szzzzz~~"

Jiang Li flew backward through the air, streams of electricity coursing over his body, blocked by the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, but the flowers atop his crown dimmed continuously, losing their captivating brilliance.

First struck by the sword light, then subjected to a powerful technique, even the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top with its three sources of power struggled to endure.

The dimming of the Three Flowers signified Jiang Li's vital elements nearing depletion.

Yet, still he did not retreat.

Pulling out a bottle of Replenishing Essence Pill and swallowing it directly, Jiang Li summoned his Innate Qi again, his body emanating a misty aura, turning into enveloping clouds.

After the wind came water.

Possessing the Rain Master Token, Jiang Li's mastery over water was no less than that of wind. Now channeling his Innate Qi, he saw the fragments of blades return to orbit around him, soaked with Water Qi; in the next instant, a sky-shattering strike was launched.

But just then, within the roaring winds a colossal Thunder Giant formed, thunder booming and lightning connecting heaven and earth.

"Lacks martial virtue."

Jiang Li decisively turned water into wind, the shattered blades moving with his will, forming wings behind him as he rode the wind to retreat.

As peers confronted each other, this Yang Ji unexpectedly resorted to his trump card outright, truly lacking in martial virtue, an unworthy son. The outcome yet undecided, he began to show he couldn't bear to lose.

With such disdain in his heart, Jiang Li seized the moment to withdraw a hundred meters.

"Boom!"

The thunderstorm bridged the wild winds, Yang Ji, standing within the Thunder Giant, wiped a trickle of blood from his lips and raised his hand to command the heavenly thunder, furiously shouting, "Die!"

A fierce and unbounded thunderstorm erupted instantly, a fierce interplay of endless bright lightning bolts ready to strike the earth.

However—

Purple Qi from the east swiftly covered the sky dome, and the thunderstorm, encountering this Purple Qi, dissipated instantly, the sky suddenly clear, devoid of any thunderous uproar.

"Purple Qi from the east, Daode Sect!"

Seeing the thunderstorm dissipate, Yang Ji's face twitched, veins bulging in anger.

"Consider yourself lucky!"

With a cold snort, the Thunder Giant suddenly transformed into a sphere of thunder, enveloping him as he shot towards the west.