The technique Lin Haoyan executed was called Heaven-Dominating Desolation-Suppressing Art. This was an extremely powerful martial technique of the sect, its advantage being that it could merge external power to form multiple imposing forces.
With eight immortal sect masters providing power, the seemingly real yet false massive mountain completely materialized. Under erupting air waves, it shattered heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
Though Tonggu Zhenren wanted to share his disciple’s burden, he couldn’t reach in time.
Moreover, the aura scattered outside the massive mountain seemed to construct a barrier layer at the perimeter. Even rushing over, he’d be blocked.
No one could help Jun Changxiao—he could only rely on himself.
“It’s over.”
A Lingtian Immortal Sect elder gave his conclusion.
This statement gained recognition from his sect members, because they deeply knew the Heaven-Dominating Desolation-Suppressing Art’s formidability. With eight immortal sect masters enhancing it, the erupted power was sufficient to destroy heaven and annihilate earth!
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Crack crack crack!”
The mountain occupying their vision rapidly descended, powerful force madly compressing the barrier-covered area. Space folded layer upon layer, stirring up winds sharp as blades.
“Sect Master…”
The Eternal Sect’s high-ranking members and disciples worried deeply.
However, seeing Jun Changxiao standing on the ground, though his green hair and body endured wild wind harassment, his face remained consistently calm and composed—they all felt relieved.
After years together, they deeply believed the sect master definitely had confidence!
Lin Haoyan said coldly in fury: “The Eternal Sect master acts against the natural order. Today we execute him here as a warning to others!”
“Against the natural order?”
Jun Changxiao’s lips curved into a smile.
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, his body was enveloped by a certain power. His chest, hands and feet gradually gathered materialized battle armor and war boots, until the Phoenix-Wing Purple-Gold Crown was placed on his head—the complete Great Sage three-piece set fully activated.
“Great Sage.”
Jun Changxiao asked in his heart: “Are you willing to be suppressed again?”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
A special power suddenly surged from within his body, instantly merging into his consciousness sea, causing his pupils to flash red light, his entire face twisting as he bared fangs and grinned: “Unwilling!”
“Stomp!”
His feet shifted apart, his fists clenched tight.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Terrifying savage power erupted from behind, rapidly gathering into a massive ape beast with a fierce face in a foot-stomping, chest-beating, roaring posture!
Great Sage, true form manifestation!
At that moment, what pressed down seemed like the Tathagata’s palm, yet also like Five-Finger Mountain!
The furious ape howled wildly, as if rebelling against fate’s injustice, yet also as if battling heaven!
“Boom!”
Just then, the entire upper realm violently shook once.
Tonggu Zhenren, Qiye Zhenren and other experts all focused their divine senses on the battle zone, seeing the fierce ape standing in the space-shattered ground, both hands steadily supporting the mountain, preventing it from descending even a fraction.
Though the barrier isolated the aura, they could still see from its behavior one word: Defiance!
Defy heaven and earth.
Defy yin and yang.
Defy all celestial gods and Buddhas!
“Roar!”
The massive ape roared furiously, primordial flood power madly erupting within, directly lifting that prejudiced mountain up.
“Impossible!”
Lin Haoyan and the others’ expressions changed drastically.
Nine people’s combined force actually couldn’t suppress one monkey!
“Whoosh!”
Just then, the mountain was gradually lifted up, lifted toward midair.
Lin Haoyan and the others madly applied pressure, but simply couldn’t prevent the ascending trend.
“Inconceivable!”
The scattered cultivators were greatly shocked.
Nine sect masters jointly enhanced a mountain. They thought Jun Changxiao would certainly be pulverized, yet relying solely on a manifested ape beast, he blocked it!
“Roar!”
The Great Sage’s true form roared again, both arms’ primordial flood power erupting.
“Whoosh—” The mountain was directly thrown out.
“Boom!”
The mountain body landed on the ground—truly earth-shaking.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Lin Haoyan’s nine people all suffered backlash, flying toward all directions. After stabilizing themselves, each had a pale face, blood churning within, almost unable to hold back from spraying out.
After the massive ape dissolved the Heaven-Dominating Desolation-Suppressing Art, it gradually collapsed. Jun Changxiao, who’d transformed into a monkey, also returned to human form. He rapidly summoned forth his plain and simple sword weapon, vanishing from his original position. When he reappeared, he’d already approached the Wushang Immortal Sect master!
Flawed bottom!
All flawed bottoms!
“Clang!”
The long sword left its sheath, light flashing.
“Not good!”
The Wushang Immortal Sect master’s expression changed drastically. Disregarding status, he dodged to one side, but no matter how fast his reaction, it couldn’t compare to the Supreme Immortal Sword’s speed!
“Splurt!”
Most of his body just shifted away when his right arm that hadn’t kept up flew off directly.
“Ah!”
Intense burning sensation transmitted from the wound, causing the Wushang Immortal Sect master to scream in agony.
Tonggu Zhenren, Qiye Zhenren and other experts were dumbfounded.
The mountain pressing down—the situation had originally been very unfavorable for Jun Changxiao, yet he easily resolved it and struck at extreme speed, severing an immortal sect master’s arm. The rhythm shift was truly unexpected!
“Die!”
“Whoosh whoosh—”
A voice seemingly from hell, wind-breaking sounds seemingly from hell rang in his ears. The agonizingly screaming Wushang Immortal Sect master felt intense unease rise in his heart.
He wanted to evade.
But suddenly felt his body become incomparably light.
Before the Wushang Immortal Sect master’s consciousness perished, from his field of vision he discovered his own corpse, and with it… gradually growing distant.
I?
Was beheaded?
Time didn’t allow him to consider further, because he’d already returned his soul to the nine heavens.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao swung the Supreme Immortal Sword, using the blade surface to catch the Wushang Immortal Sect master’s head, looking at Lin Haoyan and the others with eyes full of killing intent: “You all must die!”
Silence!
Dead silence!
The Qianyin Immortal Sect master being brutalized and embedded in a crater had already greatly shocked various martial artists. Now seeing the Wushang Immortal Sect master beheaded, the brought震撼 would only be more terrifying!
“Sect Master!”
The Wushang Immortal Sect’s high-ranking members’ eyes nearly split with fury!
Lin Haoyan and the others wore expressions of disbelief as they hovered in midair.
They never thought that just moments ago they still held absolute initiative, yet in a blink someone had died under that guy’s sword—and the dead wasn’t a Dao sect master but… an immortal sect master!
Since the ten great immortal sects ruled the upper realm, when had a big shot of this level ever died in battle!
Never died.
Didn’t mean they wouldn’t die.
Today, Jun Changxiao used action to tell the upper realm: Offend my Eternal Sect and you will be executed!
“The sword!”
“There’s a problem!”
Lin Haoyan and the others rapidly calmed down, all locking onto the plain and simple sword weapon Jun Changxiao held, instantly defining it in their hearts as immortal-grade!
Reaching peak Truth-Seeking Realm, having comprehended heaven and earth mysteries—conventional weapons wanting to take their heads was extremely difficult. Now the Wushang Immortal Sect master was easily beheaded, definitely due to a divine weapon!
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao swung his sword, the head flying to land before the mountain gate.
Locking onto an immortal sect master, he said coldly: “Next is your turn!”
At this moment, his killing heart greatly aroused.
Extorting money was impossible—since the ten great immortal sects came to offend, none should expect to leave alive!
“…”
The locked-on immortal sect master’s spirit trembled, instinctively retreating several steps backward.
Lin Haoyan shouted: “Though this kid’s sword weapon is extraordinary, it’s definitely difficult to easily wield. We need not be wary!”
Correct.
The higher a sword’s quality, the higher its usage requirements.
Jun Changxiao’s seemingly plain and unremarkable taking of the Wushang Immortal Sect master’s head actually instantly consumed considerable energy. Otherwise, how could he achieve instant kill?
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