Chronicles Of The Shura Clan

At this moment, the ancestor wished that he could drink Ling Chen's blood and taste his flesh, flaying his skin for challenging his prestige. However, he knew that it wasn't time yet.

He still needed the little bastard alive in order to get his hand on the Devouring Battle Technique. He's been stuck in the Half-Saint Realm for more than two hundred years and his life span was depleting.

As such, capturing that little brat alive was of paramount importance. This mysterious devouring battle technique was the solution to all of his problems. Not only it could help him increase and replenish his depleted lifespan, but it could also help him break through the Martial Saint realm in a short amount of time without the need to spend years in seclusion.

He had his suspicion before. He didn't believe such a demonic and heaven-defying battle technique could exist. But after seeing the little bastard absorbed the blood and life essence of the two great elders, he was convinced.

Even though he didn't want to believe it, the fact was right there in front of him.

Right now, he had only one thing in his mind and that was to capture Ling Chen alive.

Just thinking about him becoming the 3rd Human Martial Saint in the Heaven Desolate Region after he tortured the Devouring Battle Technique out Ling Chen was enough to quell the anger that was boiling within him.

"Brat, it seems like not only you have guts, but you are also ruthless." The ancestor glared at Ling Chen with a chilling expression and a flash of murderous intent.

Currently, the ancestor had already regained his calmness as his anger has been subsided. However, his overwhelming spiritual power still engulfed the entire Supreme Sword Dao Sect.

The air around his body was twisting and layers of True Qi energy continuously surged out from within his body. The strong pressure became a formless hurricane as it engulfed everything around

"Thanks for the compliment, old man." Ling Chen nonchalantly said. At the same time, Ling Chen was as unperturbed as he could be despite his current situation.

"However, if you are really after my power just like the others, you'll have to do better than that." Added Ling Chen as the corner of his mouth tilted deviously and revealed a cold smile.

Though the old man's strength far surpassed his, Ling Chen wasn't the least afraid of him. Even though was astounded by the old man's overwhelming spiritual power, It didn't mean that he was frightened by him.

In fact, he was glad that the old man had appeared. It would have been too boring if such a powerful existence didn't show. Things would be much more exciting with his presence.

Furthermore, although this old man was just a half-Saint powerhouse, his body had gone through some subtle evolution.

Though it wasn't comparable to a real Saint Body, there was still a little bit of purified blood in him. As such, the old man's blood and Life essence were far more nourishing compared to the others and Ling Chen couldn't wait to taste it.

Looking at the voracious look in Ling Chen's eyes, the old man somewhat felt uncomfortable. He even felt a sudden chill running down through his spine.

It wasn't that he was afraid of Ling Chen, but the way Ling Chen was looking at him frightened him. He wasn't looking at him as though he was an enemy, but like a famished person looked at a delicious meal and it was very creepy.

"Haha, little brat, do you think you are qualified to see my real strength?" the old man sneered. Followed by the display of his index finger, " one move!"

"I only need one move to defeat you. If after that move you are still able to stand, then I'll show the real difference between a Martial Venerable and a warrior that had stepped one foot into Sainthood."

There was a tinge of obvious condescension in the old man's words.

However, none of the great elders present could ignore his arrogance, because he was a Half-Saint Powerhouse.

Although he had only set one foot into the Sainthood, his power was no laughing matter. It wasn't something that Martial Venerable like them could handle.

There was a popular saying in the Great Luo world that summarized the gap of power between a Martial Saint powerhouse a non-martial Saint powerhouse:

Bellow Martial Saint, all are ants!

Though it was a bit offensive, it was the perfect way to describe the gap of power between the two realms.

"One move?" Ling Chen sneered. " I hope you don't disappoint me.

"Don't worry, this old man won't let you down." As the old man said those words, he narrowed his brows and unleashed an air of chilliness.

The chilliness wreaked havoc throughout the surroundings and pierced through one's flesh and bones.

Not to mention the surrounding great elders, even disciples that were watching the fight far away were shaken by that chilliness.

It had nothing to do with one's cultivation or oppressive might.

The splendor and magnificence of that chilliness were simply akin to the descent of a ruler and a Demon god becoming angry.

It was as if everyone present were nothing more than ants in the old man's eyes.

"Sky-covering Palm!" The old man lightly said as he raised his right hand and exerted his palm towards Ling Chen's direction.

It was a simple and casual pointing. However, as soon as he raised his right hand and pointed his palm toward Ling Chen, a horrible breath pervaded in the air at once.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

At the same time, a peculiar rumble sound could be heard above the sky of the inner sect region. In the next second, the space in the sky above the inner sect region started violently trembling. The gentle cloud began to drift again, to an even greater degree than before.

The tremors shook more and more violently from its initial weak state. Even cracks had already started to appear in the fabrics of space. It was as if space itself was about to be shattered by an extremely powerful force.

Suddenly, as if being attracted by a mysterious force, the surrounding true qi energy violently converged at the center of the inner sect region and fuse together until they formed an enormous palm that blotted out of the sky.

A single hand that covered the heavens!

All of this happened really fast; it wouldn't be wrong to say it all happened an instant.

The enormous palm was composed of a vast spiritual power mixed with various true qi energy. The giant palm sent forth an odd and violent breath as if it extended from the ancient time.

The moment the giant palm appeared, everyone within the boundary of the Supreme Sword Dao Sect was all shocked and horrified. Some of the disciples' legs became weak as they fell on their knees.

Meanwhile, the remaining great elders' forgot to breathe as their scalps went numb. They felt as though they've fallen into an icy pit. The scene before them caused infinite shock within their hearts.

At this moment, Ling Chen couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

'It seems that a Half-Saint Powerhouse is much more frightening than I had imagined'

"Let's hope you'll be able to survive this attack." the old man said with a wicked smile on his face before he chopped his hand down.

Rumble!

The void began shuddering and the fabric of space above the inner sect region started to crack like a broken mirror as the enormous hand that was condensed from a myriad of true qi energy and spiritual power slapped downwards.

Looking at the giant palm that was crashing down upon him as though the sky was falling down, Ling Chen knew that there was no way to dodge that attack.

Not only that, but he also felt as though the entire space around him was locked.

At this moment, he only had one option and that was to meet with the attack head-on. His entire body was already enshrouded by layers of dark energy like full-body armor.

A second later, he fiercely pounced toward the incoming palm's attack with a determined look on his face as he ruthlessly slashed his dark twin swords out without hesitation.

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