Shattered with a Single Sword Strike

In a damp and chilly cell, Chi Lian slowly stood up, pulling up his trousers as he examined the young woman who had just been violated, and said with satisfaction:

"As expected of a daughter from a wealthy family, she's indeed very young and inexperienced."

The woman lay curled up on the ground, her eyes vacant, her fair skin covered in bruises.

After Chi Lian finished speaking, she turned to look at the long line of Earth Sect disciples behind her and chuckled:

"Look how anxious you all are. Alright, do whatever you want. Just remember to stay alive, there's always another day."

The disciples dressed in Daoist robes also chuckled, their faces full of sinister intent.

"Thank you very much, Uncle Chilian. Thank you very much, Uncle Chilian."

We will definitely take good care of our little beauty.

Master Chilian straightened his clothes, ignored the woman surrounded by his disciples, and walked out of the prison gate.

Earth sects extoll the evil in human nature, but different people have different focuses.

Master Chilian was driven by lust, enjoying raping innocent women and relishing their despair and pleas, while showing no interest in killing or torture.

Master Chilian walked through the corridor to the room where the jailers were resting. He beckoned to one of his disciples and asked:

Have you found a woman with outstanding looks recently?

The disciple sneered:

There are a few.

He immediately reported to Daoist Chilian the beauties chosen by his disciples, such as so-and-so's wife, so-and-so's daughter...

"But they have all submitted and joined the Yunzhou army, so it's inconvenient to openly seize their women."

Master Chilian picked up his teacup and took a sip:

"They're just a few women; they'll know how to choose. If they don't know what's good for them, we'll lock their whole family in the dungeon. People die in the dungeon every day; we always need to bring in new people."

"Either send your wives and daughters in, or come in and see how I, this humble Daoist priest, will toy with their women."

As he spoke, the lust in his eyes grew increasingly intense, as if he thought it was a good idea.

As for the Yunzhou army, Chi Lian wasn't worried at all. Who would dare to challenge the Earth Sect for the sake of a few insignificant figures?

Is a second-rank expert like the leader of the True Path really someone to be trifled with?

Even Xu Pingfeng would turn a blind eye, because this was the price that had to be paid to win over the Earth Sect.

Upon hearing this, the disciple's face flushed red, and he grinned savagely:

"This disciple has long had his eye on a little beauty; I'll bring her back today for Uncle-Master Chilian to enjoy."

Of course, after Martial Uncle Chilian finished eating, it was their turn to eat.

Master Chilian grunted and picked up his teacup, about to take another sip, when he suddenly noticed his disciple. His eyes glazed over, and without warning, he drew the sword from his back and thrust it towards his own chest.

At the same time, the scalding hot tea in his hand spilled out on his face.

His collar and belt betrayed him; the former tightened suddenly, attempting to strangle him, while the latter loosened, binding him to a chair and restricting his movement.

The teacup on the table flew up and landed on Master Chilian's chest, accurately catching the sword thrust by his disciple.

The seventh rank of Daoist School – Absorbing Qi!

It can manipulate everything around it and turn it to its own use, which is more sophisticated than a martial artist's ability to control objects with qi.

After blocking the disciple's attack, a gleaming black "golden Golden Core" appeared above the head of the Crimson Lotus Daoist. Under the illumination of the black light, the traitorous clothes all lost their spiritual power.

Although the Earth Sect's demonic path has fallen, the Golden Core itself has not changed, and is even stronger than the orthodox Golden Core of the Daoist School, because it also carries a certain amount of corrupting power.

Master Chilian placed his palm on his disciple's chest and gently applied force. With a "bang," the disciple crashed into the wall and lost consciousness.

At this moment, two illusory figures passed through the wall and entered: a handsome young man dressed in Daoist robes and a beautiful young woman wearing light armor and a scarlet cloak.

The Heavenly Sect's Crouching Dragon and Young Phoenix!

This is their Nascent Soul.

After bursting into the room, Li Miaozhen and Li Lingsu simultaneously opened their mouths and spat out two golden Golden Core, which they smashed into Chi Lian's "Golden Core" with a suicidal force.

Boom!

Chaotic mental energy swept through the entire dungeon, causing the prisoners and Earth Sect disciples outside to lose their senses.

Master Chilian's primordial Primordial Spirit was shaken, causing him to feel dizzy for a brief period.

Just then, the wall crashed open again, and a figure covered in golden light burst into the room.

Taking advantage of the moment when the Crimson Lotus 'Primordial Spirit was in turmoil, Master Hengyuan quickly closed in and punched the Crimson Lotus in the Dantian, the chest, and the face. The Crimson Lotus's body instantly exploded, and blood and chunks of flesh splattered all over the walls.

For monks and martial artists, as long as they can get close, other masters of the same level from other systems are just paper tigers, easily defeated.

The Red Lotus Daoist's nascent Nascent Soul escaped, and disregarding his anger, he opened his mouth and let out a silent scream.

The viscous, pitch-black Nascent Soul energy filled the room, corroding the three fourth-rank experts present.

While Li Lingsu, Li Miaozhen, and Hengyuan were resisting the corruption of the corrupting power, Daoist Chilian soared into the air, attempting to break out of the dungeon.

He'll be safe once he escapes this place.

Outside, there was the leader of the Black Lotus Sect, and a group of fellow disciples.

"Call out!"

Suddenly, a bright sword light shot out from the hole in the wall that Hengyuan had crashed into. Although it was a physical sword, it pinned the illusory Nascent Soul to the wall.

The Human Sect's Heart Sword, severing the soul from the heart!

Amidst the ferocious roar of the Crimson Lotus Daoist, the nascent Nascent Soul dissolved inch by inch, vanishing into nothingness.

All the resentment and anger came to an abrupt end.

A fourth-rank expert was killed on the spot in less than ten breaths.

After dealing with the Crimson Lotus, Li Miaozhen spoke very quickly:

"Master Hengyuan, you are in charge of clearing the area. Leave no one alive, not even one of the evil cultivators from the Earth Sect in the dungeon."

Hengyuan, resembling a golden statue, clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name:

"Leave no one alive!"

He turned without expression, left the room, and walked into the damp corridor.

The Vajra's wrathful gaze!

Outside the dungeon, at the Provincial Judicial Commissioner's Office.

A series of dazzling and colorful streams of merit descended, condensing into the figure of the Golden Lotus Daoist.

"Black Lotus, it's time for us to settle accounts," Master Golden Lotus proclaimed loudly.

Deep within the government office, a dark and filthy aura rose up, transforming into a blooming black lotus in the air. In the center of the lotus platform stood a human figure flowing with a dark, viscous liquid.

The entire Provincial Judicial Commissioner's Office was filled with the dazzling and mottled power of merit and the filthy and turbid power of depravity. The two realms of energy resisted each other and were clearly distinct.

He had a pair of blood-red eyes that coldly stared down at Jinlian not far away:

"Jinlian, with your abilities, what chance do you have against those few small fry in the Heaven and Earth Society?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and imposing figure appeared above the two opposing energy realms.

He flicked his finger to his brow and said in a low voice:

"Me too!"

With a hiss, a blazing ring of fire erupted behind his head, and gold paint instantly covered his entire body, enveloping him in a terrifying aura.

"Buddhist School Vajra?"

Hei Lian's attention was immediately drawn to him.

"No!" Asuro tapped his brow again, the ring of fire behind his head receded, and a dazzling halo of light shone forth. A smirk appeared on his lips:

"It's an Arhat!"

"Impossible!"

The black lotus's aura fluctuated violently, emitting an unbelievable roar.

Outside Xunzhou City!

Kou Yangzhou exhaled a breath of sword energy, which merged into the vast array of swords. In an instant, each sword was imbued with terrifying power, and they resonated with each other, merging into one.

The blades rolled, spiraling towards the Gara tree Bodhisattva.

At the center of the spiral is a gleaming longsword, Luo Yuheng's Heart Sword!

Luo Yuheng's choice fully demonstrates her wisdom.

The martial artist's methods were limited in order to effectively damage the Gara tree; the Heart Sword's destructive power against this Bodhisattva even surpassed that of the Supervisor's attack.

In the realm of the Primordial Spirit, Daoist School and sorcerers are the true rulers.

Luo Yuheng may not be as powerful as Jian Zheng, but in terms of attacking the Primordial Spirit, Jian Zheng is also inferior to her; this is a difference caused by the different systems.

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree stands in the air, his hands forming a mudra, and the image of Acala Myō-ō behind him also forms a mudra.

The only drawback of the Acala (Fudō Myō-ō) form is that the body must remain still when performing Law Technique.

Buzz!

The spatial folds were instantly smoothed out, and the area within thirty feet around the Bodhisattva Gara Tree became a stagnant pool, without even a wisp of wind.

The formless and intangible space transforms into the most indestructible cage.

Clang, clang, clang. The spiraling array of blades crashed into the solidified void, scattering blinding sparks. Blades snapped in two, and shards of metal rained down in all directions.

The soldiers on both sides watched this scene with bated breath, not daring to breathe loudly.

It was their good fortune to witness such a miracle.

Furthermore, the outcome of this contest of offense and defense will directly affect the morale of both sides.

Kou Yangzhou exhaled another breath of sword energy, adding it to the sword formation, and with his palm like a sword, he took a step forward, delivering a palm-sword strike.

The blade formation instantly accelerated its rolling speed, like an electric drill, forcefully breaking through the solidified space and advancing three feet forward.

Ding ding ding!

Where the "drill bit" met the spatial barrier, a blazing red light shone forth—it was a series of knives as red as branding irons.

They then shattered into scorching hot iron pieces, which were thrown into the air and splashed onto the ground.

The old scoundrel's face was contorted with rage, his cheek muscles twitching, veins bulging on his forehead, and his palm strike trembling slightly.

I cannot break through the Vajra Dharma Form, nor can I break through the Immovable King, but if I cannot even break through a mere Law Technique barrier, then I have wasted six hundred years of cultivation. Kou Yangzhou's body was like porcelain, cracking inch by inch, with blood flowing continuously.

His aura, however, rose higher and higher, becoming stronger than ever before!

"Open!"

The blade formation seemed to have gone berserk, recklessly assaulting the spatial barrier.

Six feet, ten feet, thirty feet, ten feet, twenty feet, thirty feet. The indestructible spatial barrier shattered, and the surrounding airflow, like water that had been blocked for a long time, rushed into it, creating a strong wind.

Ding ding ding!

The remaining sword strikes landed on the image of Acala, only managing to create a pitiful few sparks.

But the real killer move followed closely behind.

The iron sword, imbued with the spirit of Luo Yuhengyang, pierced the forehead of Fudo Myo-o.

"Bite!"

The iron sword tumbled and flew into the sky, as Luo Yuheng's divine power shook out the iron sword.

The Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree, whose eyes held an imposing presence even without anger, momentarily lost their light, and then entered a brief state of dizziness.

The image of Acala (Fudō Myō-ō) behind him remained frozen in place.

At that very moment, Xu Qi'an, who had been gathering his strength for a long time, unleashed the most powerful sword strike of his life.

This sword strike incorporates various Law Technique, using the Great Feng's premier divine weapon, the National Guardian Sword, as its vessel, with the Vajra Dharma Image as its target.

A golden sword light flashed across the sky and disappeared in an instant, then clung to the chest of the Vajra Dharma Image.

The twelve arms of the Vajra form are in a clasped-arms posture, but unlike the "Acala" form, it cannot confine space.

Therefore, it is impossible to resist the "jade shattering" effect, which is unavoidable and unstoppable.

Boom!

The world here instantly boiled over, the five elements were thrown into chaos, space trembled violently, and it was on the verge of collapse.

The defenders on the city walls all lowered their heads and crawled on the ground, using the walls to block the raging spiritual energy turbulence. The Yunzhou army in the distance was thrown into chaos, with men and horses falling and their formations becoming unstable.

Fortunately, although they didn't have city walls for cover, they were far enough away; otherwise, they would have been caught in the crossfire of a battle between gods.

"Huff, huff"

Xu Qi'an leaned on his sword, panting heavily.

In the air ahead, the Bodhisattva of the Gara Tree stood silently. The image of the Immovable King was unharmed, but the chest of the Vajra image was covered with cracks. The unique characteristics of the National Guardian Sword made it impossible for him to repair the Vajra image in a short time.

The cracks continued to widen, and the Vajra Dharma Image crumbled inch by inch, turning into fragments of light and dissipating.

"Click."

A spiderweb-like crack appeared on Xu Qi'an's chest.

The shattered jade returned the power to him.

The second-rank martial artist's powerful self-healing ability repaired his wounds, and he recovered completely in the blink of an eye. Apart from the loss of strength and the resulting decline in stamina, there were no aftereffects.

"Roar!"

On the city walls of Xunzhou, thousands of defenders roared in unison.

A strong sense of self-confidence grew in the hearts of every soldier. The figure in blue robes standing with a sword in hand was like an unshakeable pillar protecting the nation.

With this, the shadow of the loss of Qingzhou, cast by the death of the supervisor, completely dissipated in the hearts of the defending soldiers.

They rekindled their belief in victory.

If the Gu Clan had such a powerful leader, the entire Southern Frontier would be their stronghold. Some Gu Clan warriors looked at that figure with reverence and felt inexplicably jealous of the Great Feng soldiers around them.

Because the power of the Gu God is limited and cannot be directly absorbed, Gu Clan experts cannot directly contain the power of the Gu God like Gu Beasts, which greatly inhibits the birth of extraordinary beings.

The Gu Clan rarely has second-grade experts, and first-grade experts are even less likely to be found.

Although the leaders of the third rank can be steadily born, they often die from the extraordinary Gu beasts that crawl out of the Abyss.

Figures like Xu Qi'an are rare in the history of the Gu Clan.

Compared to the imposing Xunzhou garrison, the Yunzhou army in the distance fell silent.

Ji Xuan stared blankly at Xu Qi'an, a single thought flashing through his mind:

Unrivaled!

Because of this undeniable fact, he felt a surge of overwhelming jealousy and anger.

"I barely escaped death to advance to the third rank, racking my brains and using the chaos of war to condense a blood pill, pushing my cultivation to the mid-third rank. Now, the blood pill's effect is minimal for further advancement. Even after all this, I still can't catch up to him. Why? Why?!"

Anger and jealousy nearly destroyed his sanity.

Before this battle, he thought he was very close to Xu Qi'an. Xu had a demon-sealing nail in his body, which prevented him from making any progress in his cultivation, while he himself had been advancing all the way. With this shift in power, the enemy who was once out of reach no longer had any advantage.

Until now, I have witnessed that chilling sword strike, the sword that shattered the Vajra Dharma Form.

Ji Xuan once again experienced the same sense of powerlessness he felt outside Yongzhou City.

The only one in the arena who wasn't swayed by emotions was Xu Pingfeng; the circular formation beneath his feet expanded without warning.

As Xu Qi'an, Luo Yuheng, and Kou Yangzhou were exhausted and both sides were still savoring the battle, the formation that accompanied the bronze Law Artifact quickly spread out, enveloping the extraordinary experts from both sides with lightning speed.

Almost simultaneously, a teleportation array formed by clear light appeared on the surface of the bronze disc. The next moment, the teleportation array swallowed the disc and sent it to a high altitude dozens of miles away.

Sun Xuanji scoffed.

Xu Qi'an slowly curled the corners of his mouth:

"Xu Pingfeng, are you trying to use the same methods you used against the Superintendent against us?"

Your intelligence is disappointing.

No matter how powerful the supervisor is, he is still alone and has limited means.

Among them were martial artists, Daoist School, Warlock, Confucian School, and even a near-third-rank Seven Deadly Gu master.

Their methods are far more sophisticated and elaborate than those of a mere supervisor.

Even if any one of them were easily defeated by the supervisor, quantity can compensate for quality. Each of the major systems has its own characteristics, and when they cooperate with each other, they are definitely more difficult to deal with than a single supervisor.

Xu Pingfeng's lips twitched slightly as he looked at his eldest son's mocking gaze.