Chapter 1880
Chapter 1880
In the void, Chen Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his black clothes and white hair gleaming coldly under the starlight. Upon seeing the void, he was the first to unleash his power.
He swept his gaze across the void and asked the three people, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable arrogance:
“The three of you have decent physical foundations, which can be considered top-tier. Your Dao aura is also quite refined. In an ordinary sect, you would be considered top disciples. However, if judged by the standards of the Heartless Holy Land’s direct disciples, you are still lacking.”
"Enough with the nonsense!" Xu Kong asked, his face ashen, his fingertips turning white from the force he exerted—he had been unable to contain his anger since Chen Xuan's initial provocation. "If you're so capable, stop just talking!"
Gui Jian tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, causing the scabbard to hum softly. His eyes burned with fighting spirit: "Once we make our move, you'd better not regret it!"
Senior Sister Cang Yue also put away her previous contempt. Her fingertips formed a hand seal, and spiritual energy began to flow around her. Her tone was cold: "Arrogant fool, today I will let you know the power of a direct disciple of the Holy Land!"
Chen Xuan gently raised his fingertips, forming a sword finger, with pale golden sword energy swirling around his fingertips: "If you do not make a move within three breaths, then I will make the first move."
"kill!"
Before he could finish speaking, Void Asked the Question was the first to launch an attack.
He formed a hand seal, and the void around him suddenly cracked open like glass. Black cracks spread along Chen Xuan's body, like countless venomous snakes flicking their tongues, trying to trap him inside. This was the Void Clan's innate divine power, "Void Prison," which could shred the physical body of a peak Void Realm cultivator, and even Celestial Immortals had to temporarily avoid its edge.
Almost simultaneously, Gui Jian suddenly drew his longsword, and as the blue light surged, sword shadows poured down like a torrential rain.
Thousands of sword shadows intertwined in the air, each shadow carrying a sharp sword aura, cutting through the air with a hissing sound, even slicing starlight into tiny specks of light—this was his famous "One Sword, Ten Thousand Shadows," which he had used to kill three late-stage Void Reversal Realm cultivators when he was at the minor stage of mastery.
Senior Sister Cang Yue moved even faster, flicking out a point of crimson light from her fingertip.
The point of light was as fast as lightning, leaving a faint burning mark as it swept across the void. It even ignited the surrounding spiritual energy, carrying a terrifying power that could pierce through the primordial spirit—it was the "God-Slaying Finger" that she had found among the bones of the Immortal Ancient Battlefield, which had once severely injured a great demon who was causing chaos.
"It's the Void Cage! The Void Clan's innate divine power!"
"Senior Brother Gui Jian's 'Myriad Shadows with One Sword' has actually reached a minor mastery! Such a sword technique is simply unstoppable by ordinary Void Reversal Realm cultivators!"
"The God-Slaying Finger! A legendary technique that can directly attack the primordial spirit! I'm afraid Chen Xuan is doomed!"
The cultivators on the mountaintop exclaimed in surprise, their eyes fixed on the void—three deadly attacks landed simultaneously, their aura astonishing, as if the air itself had frozen.
The man in the green robe quietly raised his hand, which had been behind his back, his palm gathering pale blue starlight, ready to save Chen Xuan at any moment—although he cherished talent, he also knew that these three killing moves combined were not something an ordinary Void Realm cultivator could withstand.
But the next second, everyone was stunned.
Chen Xuan lifted his feet lightly, his figure moving like a ghost through the black rifts.
The void power that could shred the physical body of a Void Realm cultivator couldn't even touch his clothes; it was as if it were just a phantom.
Faced with the cascading sword shadows, he lightly turned his wrist, his sword finger drawing an arc in front of him. Pale golden sword energy unfolded like a barrier, and the sword shadows collided with the sword energy, instantly turning into specks of spiritual light and dissipating.
The most astonishing thing was his response to the God-Slaying Finger—the crimson rainbow light was already within reach, but Chen Xuan merely flicked his sword finger, sending out a thin golden sword aura that collided with the crimson rainbow. With a soft "pop," the crimson rainbow instantly dissipated, turning into sparks that didn't even harm a strand of his hair.
"How is this possible?!" Void asked, his pupils shrinking in disbelief.
Before the three could react, Chen Xuan's figure streaked across the void like a black rainbow, instantly appearing beside them.
The sword light at his fingertips surged, like a condensed chain of light, piercing through the waists and abdomens of the three men without any obstruction—there was no earth-shattering roar, only three muffled groans sounded simultaneously, and blood dripped down the sword light, condensing into tiny blood beads in the air.
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