Mythical Grand Unity, Saints Beg Me Not to Show Off

The freezing Primordial Spirit's gale and Northern Darkness True Water were also constantly worn down and neutralized by the boundless Stellar Force!

"Oh? What kind of domain divine power is this?"

A flicker of doubt and uncertainty passed through Kunpeng's enormous eyes—his innate divine power had been easily offset by more than half by the other party's domain?

Just as he was in doubt, Ao Chen moved!

He did not sacrifice the newly acquired Innate Gourd, nor did he even use the Kunwu Sword!

He still pressed his fingers together like a sword!

But this time, the fingertip gathered not only the annihilating sword intent of the Grass Extinguishing Sword Art!

As the Star River Universe within his body revolved, strands of time and space law force, extremely faint yet of an essence incredibly high, which he had comprehended from the fragments of the Creation Jade Tablet, quietly merged into his sword finger!

Whoosh!

A gray sword qi, more condensed, more dazzling, and even more eerie than before, tore through the void and slashed fiercely toward the massive true form of Kunpeng!

As this sword struck, the surrounding time seemed to freeze for an instant, and space was easily cut apart like a scroll!

"Not good!"

Kunpeng sensed an unprecedented lethal crisis!

The power contained within that gray sword qi made even him, a Late Grand Unity existence, feel a chill in his heart!

He dared not be careless. His enormous peng wings snapped shut, and countless innate runes lit up on the feathers, forming an indestructible black barrier. At the same time, his body rapidly retreated, trying to evade this terrifying sword strike!

But it was already too late!

That gray sword qi seemed to ignore the distance of space and the passage of time, instantly slashing onto Kunpeng's closed giant wings!

Pfft!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a sound like a sharp blade cutting into rotten wood!

The next moment, all the Great Divine Powers present drew in a sharp breath!

They saw that on Kunpeng's incredibly hard black giant wing, a terrifying sword scar had appeared, deep enough to reveal bone, constantly emitting an aura of annihilation and temporal-spatial chaos!

Threads of innate true blood dripped from the wound, each drop containing the vast energy of a Grand Unity, evaporating large swaths of the forest below!

"Ah!"

Kunpeng let out a miserable, agonized scream!

He was injured, and by an Immortal—this was more unbearable than death itself!

What terrified him even more was that on the wound, not only was the power of annihilation constantly eroding his vitality, but also a strange temporal-spatial force was interfering with his law's operation, making it difficult for him to heal the wound in a short time!

One sword!

Just one sword had severely wounded him, a Late Grand Unity Kunpeng?

How was this possible!

Not only Kunpeng, but even the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, Tai Yi, Nuwa, Fuxi, and others watching from afar, their gazes toward Ao Chen had completely changed!

No longer the previous doubt, surprise, or contempt, but filled with gravity, wariness, and even a trace of disbelief!

An Immortal could severely wound a Late Grand Unity Kunpeng with one sword?

What exactly was this insignificant Immortal's background? What heaven-defying great path was he cultivating?

Chapter 19: The Demon Master Flees in Shock, Doubts Arise; All Powerhouses Fear, No One Speaks

On the field, the atmosphere was deathly silent.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the green-robed figure who had shocked the world with one sword, and on the distant Demon Master Kunpeng, whose massive body trembled slightly as the wound constantly emitted an aura of annihilation and temporal-spatial chaos.

Kunpeng's heart was now a mix of shock, anger, and fear!

Shock at the other party's bizarre and infinitely powerful sword art!

Anger that he, a dignified Late Grand Unity Demon Master, had been publicly severely wounded by a junior Immortal, losing all face!

Fear at the other party's calm, indifferent gaze, as if he saw Kunpeng as nothing, and the true intent of annihilation within that sword art that made even his Primordial Spirit tremble!

"You... who exactly are you?" Kunpeng, enduring intense pain and humiliation, shouted with a bluster that belied his inner weakness.

"We have no grievances or enmity, why disguise yourself as a mere Immortal to scheme against me?"

He simply could not believe that a true Immortal could possess such terrifying strength and such a bizarre sword art!

This completely overturned his understanding. The only explanation was that the other party had concealed his true cultivation and identity!

Kunpeng's shout also voiced the doubts in the hearts of the other Great Divine Powers present.

For a moment, everyone's gaze focused even more on Ao Chen, their divine thoughts sweeping over him like a tide, again and again, trying to find a flaw in his "disguise."

The Three Pure Ones frowned deeply, Di Jun and Tai Yi's eyes shot with sharp light, Nuwa and Fuxi's expressions were grave...

They too felt that an Immortal slaying a Late Grand Unity was simply a fantasy!

This person must have concealed his cultivation.

However, facing Kunpeng's interrogation and the scrutiny of the great powers, Ao Chen acted as if he hadn't heard a thing, a hint of amusement even appearing on his face.

He merely tilted his head, watching the massive Kunpeng, whose wound bled freely and whose aura was in chaos, as he unhurriedly opened his mouth to ask:

"What? Weren't you just saying you wanted to make This Seat's form and spirit annihilated?"

"Why aren't you moving now?"

Those light, drifting words struck like the loudest slap, viciously landing on the Kunpeng's face!

"Hmph, I care not why you hid your strength. Since you dared scheme against me, today there must be a reckoning."

The Kunpeng roared skyward, his already colossal body swelling once more!

The mana within him erupted like a volcano, sublimating to its peak, fully unleashing the might of Late Grand Unity, no longer underestimating his foe!

In an instant, an aura even more terrifying, more violent, and more destructive than before burst forth from him!

His injured wing suddenly flapped, stirring up endless Chaos Qi Flow.

His other intact wing, like a divine axe cleaving the heavens, carried all his power and fury as it slammed down viciously toward Ao Chen!

This strike seemed capable of shattering billions of miles of mountains and rivers, the very space wailing and collapsing!

"Now this is a bit interesting."

Facing the Kunpeng's all-or-nothing desperate blow, a trace of seriousness finally flickered in Ao Chen's eyes.

"Pity, still not enough!"

He once again formed a sword with his fingers, the vast Star River Universe within him operating without reservation!

The Dao rhythm of the Great Dao Origin Scripture flowed, the annihilation true intent of the Grass Extinguishing Sword Art perfectly fused with the immortal sharpness of the Kunwu Sword!

Even more, he quietly drew upon a sliver of time-space power from the Creation Jade Tablet fragment, channeling it into the Kunwu Sword!

Swish!

A gray sword qi, even more condensed, profound, and terrifying than before, slashed out once more!

This sword seemed to transcend the shackles of time and space!

Under the horrified gazes of all the great powers, the gray sword qi struck later yet arrived first, cleaving with precision toward the Kunpeng!

Pfft!

Like a hot knife through butter, there was no suspense, just as before!

The Kunpeng's terrifying wing, enough to shatter stars and extinguish myriad worlds, was severed cleanly at the root by this gray sword qi!

The massive black wing tumbled like a broken kite, rolling as it fell toward the earth, while demon blood rained down like a torrential downpour!

"Oww—!"

The Kunpeng let out a wail ten times more miserable than before!

The pain of losing a wing far surpassed his previous injuries!

What drove him to despair was that his sublimated, life-staking strike had still been so effortlessly cut down by that single sword.

The immense impact sent his colossal body flying once more, crashing like a meteor into the distant mountains!

Just as everyone expected the Kunpeng to go utterly berserk, or Ao Chen to press the attack and slay him completely—

The unexpected happened!

The Kunpeng, sent flying, grievously wounded, even missing a wing, steadied himself for a moment, then didn't utter a single harsh word, didn't even turn his head!

His massive form instantly transformed into a tiny black speck, tearing through the void at a speed that surpassed the reaction limits of most great powers present, vanishing without a trace!

He... had simply fled?

And he had used some trump card escape technique, one that likely demanded a heavy price, fleeing so decisively and cleanly!

This sudden turn left everyone stunned!

Even Ao Chen, after unleashing that sword, was momentarily taken aback by the Kunpeng's ruthlessly swift retreat.

He had indeed intended to root out the threat, but he never expected the Kunpeng to flee so fast, so completely!