Spiritual Essence

"Soul Fog!" Sect master activated his most powerful defensive spell because he knew that he could not tolerate when this thunderbolt landed and met the thunderbolt they are now fighting with.

In a few moments, a barrier of fog forms around it, fading between shades and crashing colors, giving it a powerful barrier that reflects and absorbs the lightning energy gathered around it. The fog turns into a living painting, moving and sparkling in changing forms, reflecting the latent power and ability of the sect master.

Also behind him, Lin Shan, master of the formation hall, quickly stepped towards him to help him, stretching the purple scroll and pronouncing the most powerful defensive spell "The Great Heavenly Barrier."

When this spell is applied, enormous spiritual energy flows from the purple scroll and collects in front of Lin Shan at incredible speed. The energy begins to form, condense and transform into a huge, transparent wall that looks like it's made of sparkling crystals in heaven blue. The great heavenly barrier shines with a soft and luminous luster, stretching several meters long and wide to form an impenetrable barrier. you feel a tremendous force coming out of it, it's not just a solid barrier, it's a living entity that pulses with pure spiritual energy.

The wall shows intricate details of ancient inscriptions and spiritual formations, slowly churning as if dancing to inaudible tones. These inscriptions overlap to enhance the durability of the wall, repelling any attack, however strong. 

Boom—

The purple thunderbolt hit the two defenses hard, and when the destructive offensive force met with the two strongest barriers, soul fog for sect master and the great heavenly barrier for the master of the formation hall, a devastating lightning wave spread around, its destructive energy manifesting itself in the cracks in the air and the sound of space shattering around them, making everyone witness a majestic spectacle of an unprecedented force wrestling with the strongest barriers of one of the higher sects.

Sect master and the master of the formation hall, stand back so strongly that their feet approach the roof of the twilight reflection palace.

"Aaaaa" was the sound of the tearing of the cords of their voices and their deep veins, the lightning power combined with the previous one was incredibly terrifying. Not only did they feel the bitterness of the heavenly tribulation of the sinner, they felt as though the power of the lightning creeped inside them, eating the essence of their souls every second that they struggled with this mighty force. as if slowly life itself were being snatched away, every moment of resistance to their defenses foreshadowed further pain and suffering.

Just two seconds later, the strong cracks appeared on their barriers, and the cracks became visible to their eyes, as if another split-second would destroy them and devour them and suck the last drop of their essence of their lives. 

As soon as they saw this, the rest of the masters of the hall came forward and all of them went towards the sect master and the master of the formation hall, they did not have defensive barriers as strong as the sect master's and the master of the formation hall, although they have strong barriers compared to the strength of the barriers of entire small sects.

But they were fully aware that they were not at the level of the barriers of the two, so they quickly reinforced them with spiritual power, realizing that if these barriers were broken now, the next would be the shortness of the twilight reflection palace and he would not be able to resist even a second.

They poured all their spiritual power into the barriers, draining all their energy to the last, but it was all like a single breath in front of a hurricane sullen near them, like a little boy does when trying to push a huge horse carriage.

"You won't come near while I'm still living this life!" Suddenly, the soul fog barrier increased dramatically, and the spiritual power of the sect master lit up like a flame quickly eating a straw farm.

"Spiritual Essence" sect master said two words in a stronger and more difficult tone than any words a cultivator like him could say, which were not just words but represented the greatest treasure that cultivators could hold. It was the core of their cultivation, a plant formed over thousands of years, and a symbol of their strength and life. Just activating it means realizing their dream of farming and rising and breaking through to higher levels of farming, only to be easy anymore if not just an illusion, because every fraction of the second was so precious. 

Spiritual essence was not just something to be played with without consequences. It was the thin line between prosperity and doomsday. Doing it risked losing everything, because it held the greatest secret of a continuing rise in Cultivation. Even those who see their souls flying high hesitate to activate it, because they believe that even a small amount of hope might come to regret it

With the activation of the spiritual essence, the soul fog barrier has become stronger, and the dancing souls around it become much clearer, carrying an undeniable beauty of consciousness. 

"Aaaah" The voice of the sect master became bellow and rough and the appearance of some white strands in his hair, as if every split second expresses the passage of whole years.

Boom—

Even with the sect master activating his spiritual essence, the entire barricades were destroyed. The force that seeks to destroy everything with unbridled brutality, like the heavenly tribulation of the sinner, was not something anyone could face easily, but the last act of the sect master was able to distract the most powerful part of this thunderbolt at the last minute. However, he could not completely destroy them, as they also received the weak part of it after the two barriers were completely destroyed.

The powerful sounds of the impact bleed the ear from its force as if five huge mountains suddenly fall to the ground, while the smell of charred corpses creeps viciously through the ceiling of the twilight reflection palace, leaving a terrifying hole a few meters smaller.

After a few seconds, like the sound of a rusty wooden chair that is more than hundreds of years old, the master of phoenix hall, Deng xiaowen, was the first to stand, with torn clothes, deep cuts that bled like a waterfall, forming a terrible form that is not even one's worst nightmares.

The second to move was the second farthest person from the sect master and the master of the formation hall, Shen bolin, the master of the divine revelation sword hall, his entire hair turned to ashes and his horrific smell was smellable meters away. His completely burned face and body became as rough as if to the feel of ancient dragon scales. Without his will, as strong as a sword, no one else would have been able to distinguish him from a being from other worlds anymore.

These two people who were able to move after breaking down the barriers, the master of the divine eye hall, Zhao changming, who was the closest person to the sect master and shared a small portion of the power of the tribulation with him, was also charred, but what was immediately striking was the deep hole in his chest, emitting a pool of blood growing slowly beneath him, and he could not even move a single muscle from his face.

The last to wake up was the sect master, his robe completely torn, his arms completely broken and torn, his hair charred and scattered on the ground, but thanks to the activation of the essence of life, he was able to resist a small part of the tribulation. But half of his hair is completely white, and his body is as weak as a person hugging toward the end of his life, standing on his knees like one who has been stabbed with a spear in the chest, leaning on the front of this spear as he struggles to survive.

His pupils move his eyes around him very slowly as if he are exerting all his last strength to do this simple thing, next to him is the master of the formation hall, Lin Shan, who was right beside him when the great heavenly barrier was activated, his entire arms are not there, his body is so charred that you cannot distinguish him from a torso burned at the crossroads, no one can distinguish a simple spiritual power from him, the fifth most powerful person in the sect, master of the formation hall, Lin Shan, has died.

zzzzt—-

The final nail in the coffin sounded like a whisper from the abyss, the palm of an ancient giant beast. Suddenly, it has expanded terribly to cover thousands and thousands of kilometers, no features distinguishing it on the face, but a body made up entirely of thunder and lightning, a person wearing a shield that protects it perfectly, and you can see clearly despite his strange appearance. descends slowly from the mouth of the giant beast, holding a sword that glows in golden purple, like the previous lightning bolt, if not much stronger.