Primordial Chaos: All My Handmaidens Are Goddesses
Chapter 42

The Might of a Single Cut, Guang Chengzi Gravely Wounded

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That sentence—"Guang Chengzi, take this move of mine"—exploded directly within the primordial spirits of all the Sect of Elucidation Golden Immortals like divine thunder from the Ninth Heaven.

Every word carried supreme majesty, like Heaven's final judgment descending, filled with an unquestionable power of condemnation.

Everyone in the square was dumbfounded.

Chi Jingzi, Taiyi Zhenren, Huanglong Zhenren... these accomplished Golden Immortals who normally held their heads high and prided themselves on being disciples of a Saint were now all like mortals struck by an immobilization spell, frozen in place with faces as pale as paper.

They looked up, their pupils reflecting that golden divine light descending from the heavens and piercing through the entire sky, their thoughts nearly coming to a standstill.

What was that?

What exactly was that thing?

A single move had struck the sacred ground of Kunlun Mountain across hundreds of millions of miles of empty space?

What kind of joke was this?!

In this Primordial World, aside from a Saint, who possessed such ability? And who dared to do such a thing?

The vicious grin and smug delight on Guang Chengzi's face had long since been replaced by terror rising from the deepest depths of his soul.

His body trembled violently beyond his control, his teeth chattering with a clacking sound.

Impossible!

This was absolutely impossible!

How could that wild immortal from Three Immortal Islands possess such terrifying divine abilities?

The chaotic sword qi gathered upon the imitation Pangu Banner in his hand could not even muster a trace of resistance beneath the pressure of that golden divine light. Like a mouse encountering a cat, it collapsed on its own and vanished into nothingness.

It was absolute suppression stemming from Life Level and the Great Dao Origin!

"No!"

The shadow of death flooded Guang Chengzi's mind like an icy tide in an instant.

He let out a hysterical roar as his instinct for survival overwhelmed everything else.

"Form the formation! Defend!"

Guang Chengzi roared wildly, pouring all his mana into a great seal floating above his head without regard for the cost.

Buzz!

The great seal expanded against the wind, instantly transforming into a divine mountain ten thousand zhang tall. It radiated Supreme Power capable of suppressing the nine heavens and ten lands. It was his treasure of enlightenment—the Innate Spirit Treasure, the Fan Tian Seal!

The other Golden Immortals also snapped awake as if from a dream. Terrified out of their wits, they frantically brought out their strongest magic treasures.

"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover, go!"

Taiyi Zhenren's face was bloodless as he spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the treasure cover before him. Nine lifelike fire dragons roared out, twisting and circling through the air to form an impregnable curtain of flames above everyone's heads.

Chi Jingzi raised the Yin Yang Mirror, Huanglong Zhenren revealed his Dragon Clan true form, and the remaining Golden Immortals all used their own methods, bringing out every last ability they had kept in reserve.

For a moment, treasure light surged into the sky over the square before Jade Void Palace. Divine lights of every color intertwined into a brilliant sea of radiance, attempting to block the lethal strike descending from above.

Yet all this struggle appeared so feeble, so laughable, before that golden divine light infused with the Dao of formations and the law of cutting.

Screech!

The golden divine light finally descended.

There was no earthshaking boom, nor was there an energy storm capable of destroying heaven and earth.

It merely slipped silently into that sea of defensive light formed by dozens of Innate Spirit Treasures, like the sharpest surgical scalpel slicing through tofu.

The first to bear the brunt was Taiyi Zhenren's Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover.

The flames on the nine terrifying fire dragons, powerful enough to burn mountains and boil seas, were forcibly frozen by an invisible force of formation the instant they touched the golden divine light. Then, like candles cut off from their fuel, they went out with a soft puff!

Immediately afterward, that incomparably tyrannical cutting force flashed past.

The massive bodies of the nine fire dragons, along with the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover itself, were like a scroll painting cut apart by scissors, neatly severed in two down the middle. Their light dimmed as they turned into scrap metal and fell from the sky.

"Puh!"

Taiyi Zhenren seemed to have been struck by lightning. He spat out a spray of blood, and his aura instantly withered.

But it was not over yet!

The golden divine light swept forward with unstoppable force, its next target being the Fan Tian Seal Guang Chengzi had always been so proud of!

The ten-thousand-zhang divine mountain formed by the Fan Tian Seal possessed Supreme Power sufficient to crush the void, yet before the golden divine light, it could not hinder it in the slightest.

There was no head-on collision where the divine light passed.

Instead, it was the crushing suppression of laws at a higher level!

The laws of "suppression" and "weight" that formed the Fan Tian Seal were directly cut off at their origin by the cutting Great Dao contained within the golden divine light!

Buzz—!

The Fan Tian Seal let out a wail. The illusionary image of the ten-thousand-zhang divine mountain instantly collapsed, reverting to a small seal. Its spiritual light dimmed at a visible rate, and like a kicked pebble, it flew helplessly away, vanishing without a trace.

"My Fan Tian Seal!"

Guang Chengzi's mind shook violently. His primordial spirit felt as though it had been smashed by a heavy hammer, and darkness swam before his eyes.

Utterly unstoppable!

This was completely a one-sided slaughter!

The Yin Yang Mirror, the Immortal Binding Rope, the Wu Gou Sword... one renowned Innate Spirit Treasure after another was as fragile as paper toys before that golden divine light, shattering at the slightest touch and breaking upon contact!

The defensive light barrier was completely torn apart in an instant!

That golden light of death did not pause in the slightest, cutting directly down upon the thoroughly petrified Guang Chengzi's head!

"Aah—!"

A shriek so miserable it scarcely sounded human echoed throughout the entire Kunlun Mountain range.

Blood shot into the sky!

Before the horrified eyes of Chi Jingzi and the others, one of Guang Chengzi's right arms was severed cleanly from the shoulder by that golden divine light, flying high into the air amid a gushing fountain of blood!

The severed surface was smooth as a mirror!

Guang Chengzi stared blankly at his empty right shoulder. After a momentary delay, the excruciating pain swept through all his senses like an erupting volcano.

"My hand... my hand!"

He howled like a beast, clutching the wound tightly with his left hand, but the blood simply would not stop.

However, that was not the most terrifying part.

The most terrifying part was that an overbearing cutting force mixed with countless golden runes was madly surging into his body through the wound!

That force was like hundreds of millions of the tiniest, sharpest divine blades, launching a frenzied campaign of destruction and cutting through his meridians, bones, internal organs, and even primordial spirit!

Screech, screech, screech!

Guang Chengzi felt his Dao body being dismantled inch by inch from within. The agonizing pain that penetrated his bones and made even his soul tremble nearly caused him to faint on the spot.

His aura plummeted at an avalanche-like speed.

Peak Golden Immortal... Late Golden Immortal... Mid Golden Immortal...

In merely a few breaths, the cultivation he had been so proud of was cut away by nearly half under that strange cutting force. His aura became utterly listless, as though he might fall from the clouds at any moment.

"Senior Brother!"

Chi Jingzi and the others finally reacted. Seeing Guang Chengzi rolling on the ground in agony like a man drenched in blood, they were all so frightened that their souls nearly left their bodies, their limbs turning cold.

They had never imagined that it would take only one move.

One move across hundreds of millions of miles of empty space.

The foremost of the Sect of Elucidation's Twelve Golden Immortals, the Saint's most favored eldest disciple, had been crippled of an arm on the spot, his Dao body gravely wounded and his cultivation plummeting!

What kind of terrifying strength was this? What kind of domineering method was this?

What kind of monster was living on Three Immortal Islands?!

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