Capítulo 910: Chapter 78: Ruthless Slaughter!
“Slay me?”
Zhao Wu’s eyes flickered with brilliance, sneering repeatedly, his words filled with undisguised ridicule, contempt, and mockery.
It seemed like the most amusing joke he had ever heard.
“A waste with Thirteen Soul Qi, enough to shock all the cultivators in the Dark God Domain, yet, in a lowly realm of Divine Spirit First Transformation, dares to dream of slaying a genius like me at Divine Spirit Fourth Transition? Should I say you’re an ignorant native of the Desolate, or are you simply brain-dead?”
Zhao Wu’s words were so intimidating, carrying an endless dominance, each sentence like a powerful burst of energy aimed at reverberating into Zhou Yan’s body, intending to suppress Zhou Yan alive, making him suffer humiliation and die in front of Lin Hui.
Each word and sentence was filled with a momentum of devouring mountains and rivers, spoken as if a giant mountain had descended for suppression, utilizing pressure in an exceptionally skilled manner.
“Swish—”
Suddenly, a blood-colored sword light abruptly shot slantingly past Zhou Yan’s body, striking the rune patterns of the Light Array. The patterns exploded with a dazzling and blinding light.
The light rebounded, attacking Zhou Yan with a more ferocious and brutal strike.
Like an extreme point, with a “shua” sound, it was already in front of Zhou Yan’s eyes.
If he failed to react in time, he would instantly be reduced to tribulation ash, obliterated in a second.
Zhao Wu, while speaking, employed such insidious and deadly methods, showing no mercy.
Due to the cruelty and fierceness of this battle, Zhou Yan’s rune patterns lit up with an intense brilliance, attracting countless cultivators to watch this place.
Zhao Wu’s face darkened, seemingly not expecting the power of his words to fail at suppressing Zhou Yan, resulting in the ensuing killer move being witnessed by many cultivators.
Zhao Wu’s face was gloomy, but he didn’t particularly care, just hoping Zhou Yan would die immediately. Even if Zhou Yan was an Inner Sect Disciple, his death would render him worthless. A worthless Inner Sect cultivator could not possibly compare to a True Disciple like him, especially with backing.
This matter could naturally be quietly suppressed.
Unfortunately,
the killer move near Zhou Yan suddenly twisted and veered, once again striking the Rune Ancient Array, causing a section of the array to be destroyed into a vacuum zone, transforming some rune patterns into tribulation ash.
The rune patterns here, having derived space, were incredibly strong. Now, being instantly obliterated into tribulation ash made Zhou Yan’s face turn grave, his gaze narrowing slightly.
The spectators among the cultivators all changed their expressions, as this kind of attack, with its oppressive momentum and hidden deadly strike, was practically impossible to defend against or evade.
Furthermore, this kind of attack was indeed too vicious and sharp.
Against a cultivator of the same realm, almost no one could withstand it, but Zhao Wu didn’t hold back after his strike, further elevating his soul strength while suppressing Zhou Yan with his powerful Divine Spirit Fourth Transition realm, forming a profound suppression based on realm alone.
Transcending realm, surpassing status—Zhao Wu felt he was vastly superior to Zhou Yan in terms of soul level too.
In such a situation, Zhao Wu attacked ruthlessly, his gaze filled with a sense of superiority that dominated others’ lives.
“Just an ant, dead is dead!”
Zhao Wu’s eyes manifested arrogance and disdain.
His gaze carried only this meaning.
“You deserve to die!”
Zhou Yan’s eyes focused intently, evading Zhao Wu’s attack, coldly shouting.
Zhou Yan’s Divine Body faintly emitted a powerful Qi Blood power, eyes cold, exuding a captivating gleam.
“Boom!”
Zhao Wu merely sneered, unleashing powerful domain rules, half darkness and half light, intertwining to form a space of Chaos, emitting a terrifying aura as if to devour everything.
“Domain coverage!”
Zhao Wu shouted.
He intended to cover Zhou Yan’s domain with his own, completely crushing, tormenting Zhou Yan, then shattering Zhou Yan’s domain.
In his eyes, this ant seemed to genuinely incite his intense fury.
Facing such domain coverage, Zhou Yan neither dodged nor avoided, directly driving his domain to collide.
At this moment, Zhao Wu’s sword came again, bearing overwhelming momentum and pressure.
Zhou Yan punched out, directly using the Fist Intent of his Divine Body to counter Zhao Wu’s sword light.
All the spectators had a feeling of absurdity, thinking that Zhou Yan was mad. Only madness would lead one to face a divine artifact with bare fists!
Some cultivators exclaimed in disbelief. Others watched coldly, wanting to see the outcome of this battle.
More cultivators were eager to see how miserably Zhou Yan would die.
Others couldn’t bear to watch, for despite Zhou Yan’s lower realm and talent, he managed to withstand Zhao Wu’s strike, seeming not as weak as his presumed low realm, perhaps even a commendable figure. If he fell here, it would indeed be a pity.
Zhao Wu’s lips curled into indescribable mockery, considering Zhou Yan’s action like hitting a rock with an egg.
Under his powerful domain, in his invincible Sword Dao, regardless of one’s realm or cultivation, they should all perish.
“Buzz—”
The void trembled slightly.
A sudden “pop” resonated, echoing in all directions.
The fist shadow manifested by Zhou Yan’s Fist Intent didn’t shatter; instead, after a dull sound, Zhao Wu’s sword was knocked away violently. Upon rebounding back beside Zhao Wu, it unexpectedly went “pop,” turning into dust.
The Sky Sword Sect cultivators watching this battle were almost instantly moved, eyes widening like they had witnessed the most unbelievable scene.
Some cultivators were as shocked as if petrified, dumbfounded.
In the Dark God Domain, everyone shared the same constitution, yet no one thought to develop their physical strength.
Zhou Yan, having comprehended some of the Hidden God Fragment, refined his body, advancing his Divine Body, possessing formidable strength.
In his battle with Zhao Wu, Zhou Yan unleashed his Power of Flesh and Blood, forcibly shattering Zhao Wu’s weapon, showcasing the truly invincible and powerful physique of the Chaos Sword Body.
Moreover, after shattering Zhao Wu’s divine artifact with his fist, Zhou Yan allowed Zhao Wu’s domain to cover over his own domain when suddenly it exploded.
Dragon Soul, Xingyi, Dark God Domain!
Canglong Breath, flames in all directions.
“Buzz—”
The world covered in flames, the powerful Xingyi Domain like a raging sea of wolves, like a heaven-devouring Divine Beast.
In an instant, it was like a crushing blow, like a devastation.
Zhao Wu’s domain was instantly crushed like an ice sculpture, appearing directly with dense rune cracks.
Then the cracks multiplied, and suddenly shattered unexpectedly.
First Layer Domain shattered, followed by the Second Level Domain, and the Third Level fusion Domain shattered along with it.
Zhou Yan didn’t act until critical moments, but once he did, he showed no mercy, shattering all of Zhao Wu’s Triple Domains.
Domain shattered meant the Tao Foundation was damaged, cultivation completely lost; a most tragic end.
But such an ending was not the conclusion of this battle.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Zhao Wu’s domain shattered, a scream erupted, his eyes finally showing a horrified expression.
Because at that moment, the ant he saw seemed to undergo a divine Transformation, revealing an earth-shaking change.
Zhou Yan’s flesh, bones, and blood all condensed together, the whole person transformed into a sword, a sword already unsheathed.
Xingyi Dragon Soul, Emperor Qi Sword Body.
In an instant, the Xingyi Gray Dragon Sword unleashed.
“Whiz—”
No one could describe the grace of that sword.
But that sword stunned all cultivators witnessing the battle.
Because in the Sky Sword Sect, most cultivated Sword Dao.
And after seeing that sword, almost all cultivators felt their Sword Dao was trivial, insignificant.
Only Zhou Yan’s Sword Dao was the true Sword Dao.
Only Zhou Yan’s Sword Dao was the Tao of the Emperor!
“Poof—”
Zhao Wu’s head was suddenly pierced by a sword, with a ‘poof’ turning into a cloud of flesh and blood powder.
This sword pierced Zhao Wu’s head and also shattered Zhao Wu’s Divine Soul.
With one sword, Zhao Wu was instantly obliterated, shattered into pieces.
But this was not the end.
The sword light turned, and the Xuanyuan Sword suddenly struck towards Lin Hui.
Lin Hui exclaimed, her beautiful eyes showing endless dread, as if her soul was frightened out of her skin.
But amidst such horrified gazes, Lin Hui’s head suddenly ‘poofed,’ turning into a cloud of flesh and blood powder.
She didn’t even have time to scream, instantly her Divine Soul was shattered by a sword.
Her headless body collapsed, blood slowly flowing from her neck, while her body convulsed as if she hadn’t died yet.
But in reality, Lin Hui had died, her Divine Soul was obliterated.
“Hiss—”
Seeing such methods, all cultivators sucked in a cold breath, gazing at Zhou Yan with incredible fear and apprehension. On the Void Array Platform, no one dared to approach, instead all backed away to maintain distance.
No one accused Zhou Yan.
No one challenged further.
On the array platform lay two broken corpses, blood Qi soaring, blood mist pervading.
Yet Zhou Yan’s gaze remained calm, sheathing his sword at his waist as if nothing had happened.
This calmness wasn’t feigned; it was naturally composed.
And seeing this scene, all cultivators again sucked in a cold breath, feeling chilled to the bone facing this person.
“Ssss—”
Suddenly, a graceful figure descended, a beautiful and alluring woman in a deep blue silk dress.
Her bosom heaved, her presence thick and calm, but carried an astonishing anger and murderous intent.
“You good-for-nothing inner sect disciple, dare to act rebelliously, killing True Disciples and Core Disciples, your sin is unforgivable, deserving death! This time, I will represent the sect to slaughter you, this beast who ignores sect rules!”
Her words were spoken through tightly clenched teeth, full of hatred.
The divine presence between her brows was exactly like Zhao Wu’s.
Zhou Yan coldly stared at the woman, scoffed, and said, “What are you? If you want to die, go ahead and make your move!”
“Junior Brother Zhou Yan, are you on this battlefield? Junior Brother Zhou Yan, your surpassing completion of the Purgatory Refiner Divine Level Three Stars advancement is unprecedented in Dark God Domain. You have been noticed by Elder Feng and accepted as a True Disciple. Junior Brother Zhou Yan, come with us sisters to see Master.”
At this moment, the void suddenly flickered, and two identical women with colorful clothes and light wings descended upon the array platform. They seemed indifferent to the two dead bodies.
“Feng Cailing, Feng Caixuan, you two plan to interfere with my Zhaoyun’s battle?!”
The woman who was coldly watching Zhou Yan was about to deploy deadly moves, but was suddenly interrupted, causing her to be furious in shame.
“Interfere, so what? Zhaoyun, do you intend to kill the True Disciple favored by Elder Feng Yunyan? If so, make your move, and we’ll just watch coldly!”
The voice of the woman with colorful clothes and light wings carried ridicule, speaking disdainfully.