The bloody scene began. Earlier, it had only been Breaking the Formation. Although the five hundred arhats had been injured while breaking the formation, none of them had been killed. But from this moment onward, everything was different.
Sword Pride broke through the formation, and every sword strike now had a target.
The five hundred arhats were at the Ancient Immortal Realm. Their entire bodies shone with golden light, and their Indestructible Bodies had once shaken the Four Great Continents, becoming the object of countless experts' yearning.
But at this moment, everything was different. Sword Pride's sword was simply too sharp. As his long sword swept through the air, Sword Aura slashed out blades that cleaved through the void. Even arhats with Indestructible Bodies were as fragile as eggshells beneath Sword Pride's green-edged blade, their limbs flying in all directions.
The Brahma Sound abruptly ceased. Bloodlight crashed through the boundless Buddhist radiance. The sky was filled with gold and crimson.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Every time Sword Pride struck, he took an arhat's life.
Terrifying sword qi erupted from the sword lotus, throwing the surrounding arhats into utter chaos.
The world-origin qi around Great Thunderclap Temple seemed to have been shredded apart.
Countless Buddhas and bodhisattvas brought out their respective treasures—alms bowls, vajras, Jade Purifying Vases, and countless other artifacts—and hurled them at Sword Pride.
Sword Pride tossed his head, his long hair sweeping across his face. Through the gaps in his hair, his eyes flashed like lightning, carrying a horrifying, savage gleam.
Every bodhisattva and Buddha who saw Sword Pride's gaze felt their minds wounded, as though an unstoppable divine sword had stabbed straight into their souls.
"Die!"
Sword Pride flicked his long sword, and two more Ancient Immortal Realm experts fell. Wherever his sword went, destruction followed; whoever it