One Hoe Strike Kills Saint Zhunti

"Eat my hoe!"

A shout, like thunder, echoed across the Western Spiritual Mountain.

The Old Ancestor Qilin, the Big Black Dog, swung the Great Dao Artifact hoe, obscuring the sky and earth as it dug towards the forehead of that old scoundrel Zhunti, as if to carve a pit into his skull!

"Holy crap!"

Saint Zhunti's eyelids twitched. He instantly unleashed his Saint Dharma Form, a million-zhang manifestation wielding the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his left hand and the Six Roots Pure Bamboo in his right. Carrying immense saintly power, he charged forward to meet the attack.

Saint Jieyin was also greatly alarmed. He too unleashed his strongest move, blasting towards the hoe.

"Old scoundrel Jieyin, your opponent is your grandpa Jin!" The Dragon Ancestor suddenly appeared, punching towards Jieyin.

Nine Quasi-Saint Golden Crows also attacked simultaneously. Their vast Heavenly Fire, like an ocean, surged towards Saint Jieyin!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The immense, unmatched forces collided. The overflowing energy, like a tsunami, instantly shattered the continent of the Western Spiritual Mountain, and the void broke apart into chaos.

The entire Spiritual Mountain was utterly destroyed!

"Who are you all!"

Saint Zhunti roared in fury, smashing the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree fiercely towards the Old Ancestor Qilin.

"I'm your grandpa! Hahahaha, eat another hoe from your grandpa!" The Old Ancestor Qilin, with his sharp tongue, swung the Great Dao Artifact hoe and dug at Zhunti again.

Boom!

The ten-thousand-zhang Dharma Form was actually shattered by a single hoe strike.

Saint Zhunti's hair stood on end, his scalp tingling. He quickly dodged, but the hoe struck towards him again: "I will ensure you have no place to be buried!"

"Tch! Old scoundrel Zhunti, if you don't have a place to be buried, your grandpa will kindly dig one for you right now!" The Old Ancestor Qilin swung the hoe and dug again.

After two collisions, Saint Zhunti knew the hoe was unusual, extremely unusual!

The hoe, which seemed ordinary and emitted no aura, had actually managed to dig away his Saint Dharma Form with a single strike!

Saint Zhunti dared not confront it directly and chose to evade its sharpness.

"I dig, I dig, I dig, I dig, I dig…"

But the Old Ancestor Qilin, having gained the upper hand, was relentless.

He swung the hoe rapidly, one after another, blurring into a whirlwind. He looked exactly like an old farmer hoeing weeds, the most diligent kind imaginable!

"Damn it!"

Saint Zhunti was furious. The one wielding the hoe was clearly much weaker than him, yet with the hoe in hand, he couldn't fight back and was being chased all over the place. It was utterly humiliating.

This scene was witnessed by the great powers of the Primordial Era, all of whom were greatly shocked.

In the Wuzhuang Temple, the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, Great Immortal Zhenyuan, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Who was this formidable individual, chasing Saint Zhunti all over the place? This was too outrageous!

In the Blood River, Netherworld Patriarch Minghe watched with burning excitement and envious eyes, clenching his fists. "Damn it, when will I be able to chase a saint all over the place like this!"

Those who had been bullied by Saint Zhunti and Saint Jieyin in the past also secretly cheered for the spectacle.

West, Spiritual Mountain.

After chasing for a long while and swinging the hoe thousands of times, yet failing to dig into Saint Zhunti's forehead, the Old Ancestor Qilin was also furious.

He was clearly chasing and beating the old scoundrel Zhunti, but Zhunti was slippery as an eel, with top-notch evasion skills, making it impossible to land a fatal blow.

The gap in their strength was still considerable.

Seeing that Grand Pure Saint, Primeval Lord of Heaven, Saint Nuwa, and other saints were about to arrive, the Old Ancestor Qilin's face darkened. He shouted, "Big goldfish, big black bird, take down that old scoundrel Zhunti for me first!"

Upon hearing this, the Dragon Ancestor and the nine Golden Crows withdrew from their entanglement with Saint Jieyin and flashed towards Saint Zhunti like lightning.

They also knew that Grand Pure Saint and the others were arriving soon.

Now was not the time for them to reveal themselves.

With the sudden appearance of the Dragon Ancestor, who was at the Saint realm, and the full assault of nine Golden Crows at the half-step Saint realm, Saint Zhunti's pressure increased dramatically. He could only divert some of his power to deal with the Dragon Ancestor and the others.

"Put some effort into it, Senior Hoe! I'm avenging my master's great-grandson!"

The Old Ancestor Qilin whispered to the hoe, then swung it heavily towards Zhunti, shouting, "I'll dig you to death, you old scoundrel!"

Boom!

Like an atomic bomb explosion.

Immeasurable Dharma power surged like a tsunami, sweeping in all directions.

Grand Pure Saint, Primeval Lord of Heaven, and Saint Nuwa arrived just then.

And they happened to see a massive head flying high into the air!

It was like a golf ball, struck far away with a single shot.

"My god! What's going on?!"

The scene before them made the Grand Pure Saint and the Primeval Lord of Heaven turn pale with shock.

"Is that Saint Zhunti's head?!"

Nuwa's mouth hung open in astonishment.

WHOOSH!

Great Immortal Zhenyuan leaped up in shock.

Saint Zhunti had his head dug off with a single hoe strike!

It was terrifyingly shocking!

More than shocking, it was terrifying.

To think a Heavenly Dao Saint would meet such an end.

In the Netherworld, Empress Pingxin and Houtu also turned ashen.

A Saint, a Saint had their head lopped off with a single hoe strike!

Who in their right mind would believe this if they heard it!

Even with their Twelve Ancestral Witches' Great Heavenly Array, they weren't this formidable!

Yet, the scene before them was undeniably real!

Who was it?!

Who was so formidable, so arrogant, so audacious, so cool!

The great figures of the Primordial Era were utterly shaken!

And in the instant the Saints were stunned, the Old Ancestor Qilin, the Dragon Ancestor, and the nine Golden Crows instantly vanished from their positions and fled.

"Ah! Junior Brother!"

Saint Jieyin roared in fury, his hair and eyebrows bristling, his killing intent surging across the Three Realms!