Within My Sect, All Realms Unite-Chapter 59: Blast

As the demonic avatar continued to ravage the battlefield, its massive qi blade descended repeatedly, each strike tearing apart the corrupted land with overwhelming destructive force. The pressure released from every swing grew heavier, making even breathing slightly difficult.

Lin Xiaotian and Chu Yue were forced into constant retreat, their movements becoming tighter as they struggled to withstand the relentless assault without any room to counterattack. Every step they took was calculated just to survive.

Chu Yue continued firing arrows without pause, each shot carrying dense cold energy aimed precisely at the avatar’s joints and core to slow its movements. The frost spread briefly upon impact but shattered almost instantly under the crushing demonic qi.

Lin Xiaotian stepped forward once more, his expression no longer carrying its usual lightness as his gaze became focused and unwavering despite the overwhelming pressure surrounding them. His decision had already been made.

We cannot drag this any longer.

The avatar raised its blade again, the surrounding air distorting violently as the massive weapon descended with enough force to split the ground apart completely. The attack forced both of them to separate instantly to avoid direct impact.

The ground exploded beneath the strike, cracks spreading outward as dust and shattered earth filled the air, further reducing visibility across the battlefield. The force alone was enough to disrupt their footing momentarily.

Lin Xiaotian steadied himself quickly, his breathing slowing as he raised his hand forward, his posture shifting into a stance that focused entirely on a single point. His spiritual energy began gathering rapidly.

This time, however, the technique did not feel the same as before when he had forced it out through sheer desperation and raw output. Something within it felt clearer, more defined.

The energy condensed at his fingertip, not violently but steadily, as if it was responding to his understanding rather than being controlled forcefully. The chaotic battlefield began fading from his perception.

Heaven suppressing... is not about overwhelming force alone.

It is about imposing will.

For the first time, the meaning behind the technique became clear to him, not through explanation, but through instinctive realization that aligned perfectly with the flow of energy.

The gathered power at his fingertip refined itself further, no longer unstable, but controlled, carrying a presence that felt deeper than simple destructive strength. The air around him began to grow still.

Even the surging demonic qi seemed to hesitate for a brief moment, as if something had interfered with its chaotic flow. The battlefield itself felt slightly distorted around him.

Lin Xiaotian’s gaze sharpened completely, his focus absolute as every distraction vanished from his awareness, leaving only the target before him. His will aligned fully with the technique.

As Lin Xiaotian completed the technique, a silent yet overwhelming aura manifested above the puppet, pressing downward with an invisible force that seemed to distort everything beneath it. In the next instant, the demonic aura surrounding the puppet was completely shattered.

The suppression was absolute as the ground beneath the puppet collapsed instantly, sinking inward as if crushed by an unseen weight, forming a deep pit within seconds. The surrounding terrain fractured violently under the pressure.

As they looked down into the pit, the puppet’s body was nearly destroyed, its form broken and unstable, with demonic qi leaking outward in chaotic strands. This time, it failed to regenerate.

For a brief moment, everything seemed to end but then Han Leu suddenly stood up.

His expression changed drastically as he shouted toward them without hesitation, his voice carrying urgency that cut through the battlefield. "Come back immediately, do not stay there any longer!"

Lin Xiaotian and Chu Yue were momentarily confused by the sudden command, their movements pausing for just a fraction of a second as they tried to understand what had changed. That moment was enough.

The puppet laughed and an eerie, distorted sound echoed from within the pit, its broken form trembling slightly as a surge of demonic qi began erupting outward violently. The atmosphere shifted instantly.

The puppet then began to swell and the remaining demonic energy compressed inward before expanding rapidly, the entire puppet becoming unstable as if it had been forced into a final state of detonation. The danger became obvious immediately.

"Move!" Han Leu rushed forward without hesitation, his figure cutting through the air as he tried to reach them before the explosion could occur. Chu Yue reacted at the same time, turning instantly.

But it was too late as tremendous explosion erupted.

The force expanded outward in an instant, tearing apart the surrounding ground as a massive shockwave spread across the battlefield. A mushroom-shaped cloud rose upward as the explosion consumed everything nearby.

Han Leu’s expression twisted. He rushed forward desperately, his speed increasing as he entered the center of the explosion without hesitation, his heart tightening as fear surfaced for the first time in a long while.

As the dust began to settle slowly, the destroyed terrain became visible. A massive crater nearly fifty meters wide had formed, the ground completely hollowed out by the explosion, leaving behind nothing but devastation. Smoke and fragments still lingered in the air.

Then at the very center appeared a small untouched area remained. Standing within it were Lin Xiaotian and Chu Yue, their figures intact despite the destruction surrounding them. A faint glow lingered around them for a brief moment.

Then it faded as talisman slowly turned to dust as it detached from Chu Yue’s robes, its protective effect disappearing completely after absorbing the full force of the explosion.

Lin Xiaotian looked around with a grave expression, his eyes scanning the devastated surroundings as the scale of danger became clearer in his mind. The forest was far more dangerous than they had anticipated.

Han Leu landed near them, his expression filled with guilt as he spoke without hesitation, his tone heavy with responsibility. "Sect Master, I am truly sorry, this situation escalated beyond my expectations."

"As soon as I approached the energy vein, the main source sensed my presence and immediately commanded the puppet to self-destruct," he continued, his voice steady but weighed down.

He then turned toward Chu Yue, his gaze sincere as he bowed his head slightly in respect. "We are indebted to you, Fairy Chu, for saving the Sect Master’s life."

Chu Yue did not respond as her strength gave out and her body weakened suddenly as the aftermath of the battle caught up to her, and without support, she began collapsing forward. Her grip on her bow loosened completely.

Lin Xiaotian reacted instantly as he stepped forward and caught her gently, his expression tightening slightly as he supported her unconscious form without letting her fall. Her condition was clearly unstable.

Without wasting time, he moved immediately and Han Leu followed closely. The two of them flew back toward the ship at high speed, leaving behind the devastated battlefield as the remaining demonic aura slowly dispersed into the surroundings.

The disciples rushed forward nervously as they saw them return, their expressions filled with concern after witnessing the explosion from afar. The atmosphere on the ship became tense instantly.

Han Leu spoke before anyone else could ask anything. "Everyone, return to your positions, cultivate and recover immediately, the threat has been handled for now," he said firmly, restoring order with a single command.

"We will remain here for some time before proceeding further."

Without waiting, he turned and followed Lin Xiaotian directly into the cabin, his expression still carrying the weight of what had just occurred.