The Prodigies War

The huge golden sword arced into the sky with a grand spectacle. Thick and dazzling sword qi, entwined with the terrifying law power of lighting, and they threw the heavens and earth into disorder.

Yan Chunjun was undoubtedly very strong. He was like the master and his sword was the universe. His mastery in swordsmanship was magnificent. He truly lived up to the reputation of a famous supreme Big Saint swordsman in the Ancient Nebula Road.

But despite his relentless and violent blows, Lin Xun was able to dispel and counter his attacks time and time again.

This surprised Yan Chunjun a little.

A youngster from the Ancient Wasteland Domain, even if he was the Number One of the Nine Domains Battlefield, should not be worthy of his attention.

This was not arrogance or that he had a high opinion of himself.

Rather, it was absolute confidence and the foundation that came from being from one of the Great Six Courts and ranked in the top 100 of the Starry Sky Big Saint Rankings!

But after an exchange of blows, Yan Chunjun came to realize that Lin Xun was an exception. Although he was not from a top force in the Ancient Nebula Road, he was still a strong opponent with remarkable strength.

In fact, in Yan Chunjun’s opinion, Lin Xun had demonstrated the ability and combat power to be ranked on the Starry Sky Big Saint Rankings.

When did such an extraordinary person emerge in the world below the starry sky?

This was rarely seen!

It could even be described as something that happens only once in a thousand years!

Gradually, Yan Chunjun’s expression turned solemn, and he no longer had time to think about this, because he was beginning to feel a sort of pressure exerted by Lin Xun’s onslaught.

……

Boom!

Lin Xun’s expression remained calm, neither sad nor happy, and his tall and graceful figure had splendid dao light surging around him, illuminating the sky.

He fought with bare hands and every movement he made was simple and natural, without any showy display or fireworks. However, every blow contained the power to swallow up the sky and the earth and crush the distant lands!

From afar, he was akin to a giant abyss roaming across the void, destroying and dominating everything in his path.

Clang!

Before long, Lin Xun threw a punch, and the golden giant sword buzzed ferociously, almost escaping out of Yan Chunjun’s grip.

The raging and powerful force of the fist felt like a devastating abyss was integrated into a punch, sending Yan Chunjun’s body trembling violently, face pale, and his blood and qi pulsing uncontrollably throughout him.

What terrifying great dao power!

Yan Chunjun’s disdain for Lin Xun surprisingly faded, and his face turned the most serious and solemn it had been.

A formidable foe!

Even though he was only at the initial Supreme Big Saint Stage, he had clearly created his own dharma art and built an incredibly solid and strong foundation.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sword hummed as it slashed through the air. With a roar, Yan Chunjun activated his killing move. A tremendous golden sword suddenly multiplied into ninety-nine golden flying swords, agile and swift, like a group of golden Jiao-dragons blotting out the sun and the sky.

The dazzling golden sword intent swirled like tangible Law Power of the Big Saint Stage, dyeing the mountains, rivers and all things in the world a golden hue.

One sword multiplied into ninety-nine, I am immortal inside and outside of the universe!

Ninety-Nine Sword Scripture!

This was a dharma art created by Yan Chunjun himself. It was not only based on the Grand Sword of Heaven and Earth which he inherited from the Heaven and Earth Dao Court but also integrated everything he had learnt.

The ninety-nine flying swords, which represented the ninety-nine core secrets of swordsmanship, evolved into an infinite epic sword force that seemed indestructible!

All of a sudden, sword chants resounded throughout heaven and earth, and every direction was quaking. Yan Chunjun’s expression turned cold and ruthless, and his eyes were as bright as the sun.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The seemingly endless flying swords instantly crushed Lin Xun’s attack. The monstrous force unleashed from the ninety-nine flying swords unbelievably blocked the abyss’s devouring.

“I only want the Flying Immortal Token. If you hand it over, then I can spare your life. Otherwise, you will die next!” Yan Chunjun’s voice boomed out, and his murderous aura swept the area.

He was like a lethal swordsman.

As he spoke, his attacks continued to rage. The ninety-nine flying swords whizzed across the sky, evolving into all sorts of mysteries of the great dao, each one fierce and powerful, tearing apart the space and throwing it into disorder!

The corner of Lin Xun’s lips curled in a playful smile. “You are just a sharpening stone, yet you dare to negotiate with me. It’s better for you to just be a stepping stone.”

A sharpening stone was for polishing his skills and arts!

The duel with Yan Chunjun was probably the first time that Lin Xun had encountered a worthy opponent ever since he reached the Supreme Big Saint Stage.

Therefore, he regarded Yan Chunjun as a whetstone.

As for Lu Beigu, although he was also a supreme Big Saint, he was unable to withstand a single strike and was thus not qualified to be even Lin Xun’s whetstone and not worth mentioning at all.

Yan Chunjun’s face darkened. Sharpening stone? Stepping stone?

What does this guy think I am?!

Yan Chunjun felt his superiority and dignity being trampled to pieces like never before. He laughed in anger, “Little trash, let me send you to death!”

Swoosh—

The wave of golden flying swords swept out like a tide, piercing the sky and the earth with unrivaled sharpness.

Boom!

At the same time, Lin Xun’s aura dramatically changed, becoming like a deep and unfathomable abyss.

From his hand, the Abi Sword slashed out lightly.

In midair, it was as if the gates of hell had been opened. A ray of eternal darkness shot out, transforming into a sword intent that swallowed everything in its path.

As it passed, it buried mountains and valleys and caused space to collapse into nothingness.

Snap!

A golden flying sword exploded into a rain of light, completely annihilated.

Yan Chunjun’s pupils shrank.

But before he could respond, the rest of the golden flying swords that filled the sky exploded with bursts of booming sounds.

Yan Chunjun felt like he was struck by lightning. His body shook violently, blood trickled down from the corners of his lips, and the color was drained from his face.

However, it did not end there.

The sword that seemed to shoot out from the hell of darkness, came speeding towards him with unabated force.

It was clearly a ray of sword qi, but it could swallow anything!

Wei Ziya and Kun Jiulin shuddered at the bizarre and horrifying scene. What a terrifying sword!

A’hu’s countenance also changed.

Bang!

Yan Chunjun unhesitatingly dodged with lightning speed. Where he had been standing, the space collapsed, and the light, dust, smoke...all were annihilated.

Yan Chunjun inhaled sharply. That guy is clearly only an initial Big Saint, so why does he possess such heaven-defying strength?

“Rise!”

Yan Chunjun summoned a little glowing purple awl that emitted wisps of Emperor aura. An ancient character was engraved on it: Destruction.

Purple Awl of Destruction!

This was a Saint treasure strengthened with the aura of the Emperor Dao and also one of Yan Chunjun’s trump cards.

Among the experts who had come to the Kunlun Dominion, almost all had prepared various means to protect their lives. Someone like Yan Chunjun, who was a core successor from the Great Six Courts, would have plenty of such astonishing treasures and weapons.

Buzz!

The purple awl soared into the air, and with a light flourish, a beam of dao light flashed out with unbelievable speed like a lightning bolt.

A’hu’s heart tensed up in her chest.

But to her surprise, before the purple awl neared Lin Xun, it was blocked by a sacred golden dao light, unable to move an inch.

When she looked at Lin Xun again, she found that a pagoda that seemed to be crafted from divine gold was whirling above his head, releasing a vast and mysterious aura.

“That…”

Yan Chunjun’s expression changed dramatically.

He had dispatched a Saint treasure imbued with Emperor Dao aura. He was at first reluctant to bring it out to kill Lin Xun, but who would have thought that this incredible treasure would be frozen like a fly trapped in a net, unable to free itself?!

Bang!

Without giving Yan Chunjun a chance to react, the purple awl exploded and light swept the void like a waterfall.

Meanwhile, Lin Xun was already charging towards him with murderous intent.

His black hair whipped around his face, and his eyes flashed as cold as lightning. Wielding the Abi Sword, it was as though he was lugging a hell of darkness, ready to bury everything in the world.

“You…”

Yan Chunjun panicked and wanted to say something.

Lin Xun swung his sword without any hesitation.

This simple ‘swinging motion’ seemed capable of wiping out even deities and celestial beings, or mountains and rivers blocking the way.

It was a sword power, an unrivaled sword power!

Yan Chunjun was so overwhelmed with terror that his soul almost took leave of his body. He instinctively mobilized all his strength to defend, so waves upon waves of precious light rushed forth from him.

That was the power of his defensive treasures and defensive arts. Even his spirit was protected by a mysterious armor.

But under that sword, all his attempts were in vain.

Rumble!

Divine light erupted like a lightning storm. As Lin Xun swung his sword downwards, all defensive treasures and defensive arts around Yan Chunjun split and crushed one after another with an ear splitting rumble.

If one hadn’t witnessed it with their own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a sword could unleash such terrifying destructive power.

It should be noted that Yan Chunjun was not an ordinary cultivator. Not only was he one of the core successors of the Heaven and Earth Dao Court, but he was also a supreme Big Saint listed in the top 100 of the Starry Sky Big Saint Rankings and a renowned ruthless sword cultivator.

But he was utterly defeated under Lin Xun’s sword!

Although Yan Chunjun finally blocked the sword, he was sent blasting across the air while covered with blood. The terrifying sword qi had torn an awful, bone-deep wound into his chest.

He screamed in agony, blood gushing out of his mouth and nostrils. He had been grievously wounded!

This shocking and bloody scene sent chills down Kun Jiulin and Wei Ziya. How... is that possible?

That’s Yan Chunjun!

He was no match for Lin Xun?

Meanwhile, Lin Xun did not hesitate to follow up with another strike. He teleported above Yan Chunjun and pressed his foot against his head.

“You dare—”

Yan Chunjun howled, eyes bulging with fury. That step was undoubtedly intended to trample his dignity and undisguisedly humiliate him.

But, on the verge of death, resistance was futile.

Lin Xun’s figure was majestic like a ruler descending upon the world. With one step, a terrifying force crushed Yan Chunjun and sent him slamming into the ground from midair.

Boom!

The ground split, unable to withstand the force of Lin Xun’s foot.

His moon-white robe danced in the wind, his expression calm and indifferent, but his aura was like that of a demon god, as if he was above the world.

Yan Chunjun’s skin cracked and ruptured. He was sprawled out on the ground with Lin Xun stepping on his head, looking extremely miserable.

Lin Xun put his hands behind his back and said softly, “Well, whether you like it or not, you are nothing but a stepping stone to me.”

As he spoke, his eyes flickered over at Kun Jiulin and Wei Ziya, who were in a fierce battle with A’hu in the distance, and gleamed coldly.

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