Library of Heaven’s Path 2: Eternal Destiny

Vol 2 Ch 77: Destroy with a Wave of the Hand

Ouyang Hai reached out, and ripples appeared in the space before him. In the next instant, he slipped through them and reappeared thousands of miles away. Repeating this process countless times, even with his vast cultivation, he found himself short of breath.

However, when news of a genius of this level spread, countless powers would undoubtedly rush over with red eyes. A moment's delay might mean losing the opportunity altogether.

With a flick of his wrist, a map appeared in his palm. Glancing at it, Ouyang Hai let out a sigh of relief.

"It should be close now..."

After almost a full day of frantic travel, his strength was heavily depleted, and his spirit was utterly exhausted. He retrieved a pill, swallowed it, and felt the energy in his body replenishing before he ripped through space again and continued forward.

After another dozen or so jumps, his pupils contracted sharply, and he involuntarily came to a halt.

Ahead lay a vast expanse shrouded in lightning that stretched for tens of thousands of kilometers. Thunder roared with unrelenting ferocity, as if ready to descend at any moment.

He had seen lightning before, and no amount of it would usually trouble a powerhouse like him. But this lightning... even he felt a chill in his heart.

"This is the kind of lightning that appears during a contest for Heaven’s Fate... Could it be that a peerless expert vying for Heaven’s Fate is ahead?"

The Seventh Level of Heaven’s Fate, also known as the Fate-Seizing Realm, was a realm where even Star River Realm experts could be obliterated with a single finger.

"That doesn’t make sense! A Fate-Seizing expert would only dare undergo tribulation near the River of Destiny. Attempting it here would be courting death!"

"Wait, this is Hanyuan City. Could it be that the appearance of those three geniuses has provoked the Heavenly Dao's wrath, summoning this lightning?"

As he confirmed his location, Ouyang Hai’s heart sank.

After expending so much effort to rush here, if these so-called geniuses had been struck down by a bolt of lightning, he’d be left lamenting his misfortune.

"I need to hurry and see!"

He hesitated only briefly before gritting his teeth and flying toward the scene. Under such immense lightning, the spatial fabric was unstable; traveling as before could easily result in him being struck dead before reaching his destination.

In a teahouse within Hanyuan City:

Captain Hu knelt before Han Qianchou. "Reporting to Your Majesty, the disciples of Yue Longxiao have been poisoned and are now under our control."

Han Qianchou heaved a sigh of relief.

Forcing himself to publicly admit to killing Mo Qing was a gamble. If Yue Longxiao had taken the money but failed to deliver, it would have been the end of him.

Having leverage ensured that Yue Longxiao, even if unwilling to admit the matter, wouldn’t dare act recklessly.

"Has the Moon Sect Master emerged from Ling Buyang’s residence yet?" Han Qianchou turned to a Golden Guard monitoring the situation.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, he has not come out since entering." The Golden Guard cupped his fists.

"What exactly is he discussing with Ling Buyang?"

Han Qianchou’s face was filled with doubt. "Keep investigating..."

Boom!

Just then, dark clouds gathered overhead, and the sky roared with violent thunder. A single glance turned Han Qianchou’s face as pale as a sheet.

"Hanyuan City is doomed..."

The power within this lightning was such that if it struck, not only he but the entire Hanyuan City would be reduced to ash in an instant.

What on earth was going on?

"No, the center of the lightning seems to be... Ling Buyang’s residence!"

His pupils contracted violently.

The lightning spread out in concentric rings, layer upon layer without end. The very center of these rings was precisely where Ling Buyang resided—the focal point of their encirclement.

Inside the residence, Yue Longxiao sat anxiously, his eyes filled with worry.

The Wanchang Sect headquarters had promised to send someone over. Yet after almost a day, there was still no sign of anyone. Had they gotten lost?

Normally, he could wait as long as needed, but right now, Han Qianchou was acting like a madman. He had killed Mo Qing and Han Xiao and now had this place surrounded. Yue Longxiao had no idea when the storm would descend upon them.

In his current state, he was powerless to resist.

As for Ling Buyang, he was gravely injured, and it was unclear whether he had recovered. Truly a troubled time.

Looking up, Yue Longxiao saw Zhao Ya and the others quietly cultivating with utmost focus.

These geniuses were so diligent. If the Wanchang Sect managed to take them back, it would indeed be a stroke of fortune.

"Let’s wait a bit longer..."

Realizing this wasn’t the time for impatience, Yue Longxiao exhaled deeply and prepared to adjust his mindset. Suddenly, he sensed something and snapped his head up to look outside.

Unbeknownst to him, the sky had darkened, and countless bolts of lightning hung overhead, ready to descend.

Although Yue Longxiao had experienced thunderstorms before, those lightning strikes felt distant. These, however, were terrifyingly close, as if they could strike him at any moment.

"Doomed..."

Overwhelmed with fear, he instinctively prepared to flee but soon realized something odd.

"The lightning’s center isn’t here—it’s... Ling Buyang’s residence?"

The vortex’s heart pointed directly at Ling Buyang’s quarters.

This guy had managed to cultivate the Mo Dao to the Second Stage and was certainly talented, but even such talent shouldn’t attract lightning of this magnitude!

It’s over. Judging by the power of this lightning, he might get caught in it and lose his life.

No, I have to check what’s going on and see if there’s a way to resolve it in advance.

Unable to remain seated, Yue Longxiao stepped outside.

For brevity, the continuation involves Zhang Xuan’s reaction to the lightning, his decision to avoid it by entering the New World, and the shocking display by Sun Qiang dispersing the immense lightning with a casual gesture, leaving Yue Longxiao utterly stunned at the disparity in power.

As Yue Longxiao pushed the door open to investigate, Sun Qiang arrived ahead of him, his face pale as he stared at the overwhelming lightning. His legs felt weak.

Originally, Sun Qiang wouldn’t have dared interrupt without specific orders, but the looming threat forced his hand. This young master of his was truly a handful—always either causing trouble or heading straight into it. Couldn’t he learn from Sun Qiang and keep a low profile?

“What’s wrong?” Zhang Xuan’s voice rang out as he stepped forward, frowning slightly. Having been interrupted, he emerged from a state of deep enlightenment.

Through his cultivation, his Heavenly Path True Energy had fully transformed into the profound True Energy of Pathos of Heaven, a pure and boundless force. He even felt the shackles of 999 horsepower begin to loosen, though this wasn’t the moment to dwell on it.

Opening the door, he glanced up and saw the skies consumed by bolts of lightning.

“What’s going on?” His vision darkened as he nearly fainted on the spot.

“Sun Qiang, what happened? How did such a massive storm of lightning appear?” Zhang Xuan’s head spun.

He had only been cultivating for a short while—how had things escalated to this? No, this couldn’t possibly be his doing... could it?

Looking up, he realized the focal point of the lightning was indeed him. The crackling arcs followed his every movement, identical to the tribulations he had faced on the Master Teacher Continent.

“Spot on...” Zhang Xuan was speechless.

Despite his frustration, he quickly pieced things together. The lightning had to be tied to his cultivation of the Pathos of Heaven Sword Technique. This technique transcended the Heavenly Path, inevitably drawing the Heavenly Dao's wrath in the form of punitive lightning.

“This won’t work. The power of this lightning is far too great. If it strikes, even burning the Xuan World and New World entirely won’t suffice to withstand it...”

After examining the lightning, Zhang Xuan quickly came to a conclusion.

Back on the Master Teacher Continent, he could toy with lightning and use it for body refinement. But here, that was impossible. Judging by the sheer force of the bolts, even his full strength wouldn’t let him endure such punishment.

Lightning and relationships needed time to develop. Start with small storms and build up a rapport before challenging something this catastrophic. Jumping straight into this would only lead to death!

“This lightning is here because of the Pathos of Heaven Sword Technique. If I vanish and it can’t find a target, it should naturally dissipate...”

It didn’t take long for Zhang Xuan to identify the crux of the issue. This tribulation-like lightning carried a punitive intent. Once its target disappeared, the storm would gradually fade on its own, sparing others from harm.

Realizing this, Zhang Xuan didn’t hesitate. In a flash, he slipped into his New World and completely vanished from the Source World. Not a single trace of him remained.

Meanwhile, Yue Longxiao approached, his face pale. “Where’s Vice Hall Master Ling? We need to leave this place immediately! Otherwise, once the lightning descends, none of us will survive!”

When Yue Longxiao arrived, Zhang Xuan had already disappeared after briefly opening the door. Having not seen Zhang Xuan leave, Yue Longxiao’s anxiety only deepened.

Sun Qiang turned to face the prominent figure of Hanyuan City, Yue Longxiao. The normally rotund steward now exuded a commanding presence, hands clasped behind his back. Despite his bulk, he seemed towering and imposing.

“What are you so afraid of? It’s just lightning. What’s there to panic about?” Sun Qiang said with a dismissive wave.

“Just... lightning?” Yue Longxiao nearly fainted.

This wasn’t just any lightning. Its sheer power could annihilate all of Hanyuan City in an instant. Yet here was Sun Qiang, brushing it off as if it were a minor drizzle. Was he mad, or just ignorant?

Realizing Sun Qiang might not understand the gravity of the situation, Yue Longxiao suppressed his irritation and forced himself to explain calmly. “You don’t understand. The power within this lightning is unimaginable. If it strikes, even I will be reduced to ashes...”

“Such a minor storm? One wave of my hand, and it’s gone,” Sun Qiang replied nonchalantly, his expression calm.

As Yue Longxiao’s anger peaked, the plump steward lifted his hand and casually waved at the heavens.

Buzz!

The violent thunderstorm, which had been on the verge of annihilating the city, suddenly paused as if suppressed by an immense force. The crackling arcs of electricity dissipated, and the once-ominous sky cleared. Within moments, the sun shone brightly over Hanyuan City.

“???”

Yue Longxiao froze, utterly stunned.

With a single wave, Sun Qiang had dispersed a storm so powerful it could obliterate even a Star River Realm expert.

If this “mere steward” could casually do such a thing... just how strong was the so-called Ling Buyang, whom he served?

For a long time, Yue Longxiao stood motionless, completely at a loss for words.

Author's Note