Relocating Lingyuan Continent

Lin Changqing clenched his hand, and blade qi filled the heavens, reversing yin and yang and the five elements, shrouding this expanse of mountains, rivers, and great marshes. Every wisp of blade qi that fell was enough to destroy heaven and earth and reshape creation.

"Damn it, what terrifying blade qi! I can't withstand it at all. Lin Changqing is determined to slaughter every last one of us."

"Fight with everything we have! If we don't risk our lives now, we won't get another chance."

"It's useless. His strength has already surpassed the limits of the Immortal Realm. I'm afraid he possesses the combat power of a Saint. He's a freak—why did we ever provoke him? We're digging our own graves."

"Kill... Even if we die, we must drag him down with us."

Vast blade qi swept across the entire mountains, rivers, and great marshes, enveloping everyone within. The people from the various major forces changed expression one after another. Gritting their teeth, they roared low and unleashed all their strength, bringing out all manner of spiritual treasures, Dao artifacts, and great slaughter techniques as they tried to make one last desperate stand.

Unfortunately, it was all futile.

Lin Changqing's spiritual cultivation had now entered the Manifestation Realm. Moreover, he had visualized the divine essence of forty of the 365 Zhou Tian Xing Dou, thoroughly achieving minor mastery of the Saint tier of the Manifestation Realm. His combat power was unmatched; even against powerful martial arts Saints who had attained the Dao and become Saints, he would have nothing to fear.

Whether Half-Saints, Quasi-Saints, or Grand Luo Golden Immortals, they were, in the end, merely in the Immortal Realm. They remained worlds apart from the Saint Realm—how could they withstand his attack?

Rumble... Bang...

Blade qi crisscrossed the air,