Trying to Steal a Chicken, Only to Lose the Rice

"Jieyin! Zhunti!"

A furious shout shook the void, exploding across the Nine Heavens and cutting through the vast cosmos.

In its wake, a dazzling sacred sword flew out of the Eternal Divine Continent, its Killing Qi piercing the entire Immortal Realm. The aura of slaughter surged along its blade. It was the notorious Immortal-Slaying Sword.

The myriad races of the heavens saw the treasure whose fearsome name had shaken the Primordial Wilderness, and bone-deep terror gripped them all.

The countless members of the Demon Race in the Universe Demon Realm felt the demon-slaying might that had gathered on its blade over endless ages. They dropped to their knees, trembling from head to toe, not daring to raise their heads for even a glance.

"The Immortal-Slaying Sword! How did those two Sages of the West provoke him?" Eastern Emperor Tai Yi stood atop the Eastern Wasteland, his gaze fixed on the sacred sword in the sky, unable to hide the deep wariness in his eyes.

Within Mount Sumeru, Jieyin and Zhunti felt the Immortal-Slaying Sword's icy killing intent lock onto them. Their faces went deathly pale. "This is bad!"

They had barely moved to activate Mount Sumeru's layers of innate defensive formations when the Immortal-Slaying Sword tore through the Buddhist light barriers and hurtled into the mountain, unstoppable.

Boom—!

An explosion that threatened to shatter every eardrum in the Three Realms erupted. All of Mount Sumeru shook violently. Buddhist light scattered, and lotus platforms collapsed.

Countless arhats and bodhisattvas failed to dodge in time. The sword's slaughtering power shattered their foundations, killing them on the spot. Bodies lay everywhere across Spirit Mountain amid the wreckage.

High in the void, Wu's figure slowly appeared. His cold, commanding voice reached every corner of Mount Sumeru. "Jieyin, Zhunti, don't reach farther than you should.