Chapter 530: Chapter 175 Borrowing a Knife to Kill Someone

Killing Spirit Divine Dao, forever is the path of unpredictable gods and ghosts.

Once this path was used, it could never be stopped, nor could it be interrupted.

In an instant, Lian Changtian and Bei Xuan Guang suddenly turned against each other, furiously attacking each other with bizarre changes that no one could detect, because even though everyone knew it all stemmed from Zhou Yan, no one knew how Zhou Yan did it.

Even when the means of the Killing Spirit Divine Dao was demonstrated, there were very few among the saints who could understand it.

As soon as the Killing Spirit Divine Dao was used, Zhou Yan casually stepped aside.

Then, under the dumbfounded gaze of all the cultivators, Lian Changtian unleashed his most powerful card and pierced through Bei Xuan Guang’s head with a sword, while Bei Xuan Guang also grabbed with a force that included the power of a saint.

The seemingly simple two attacks contained attacks nearly akin to a saint; even if a saint were present, they couldn’t possibly rescue in time.

“Phoo—”

Bei Xuan Guang’s head directly shattered, blood rained, and his soul within the brain instantly annihilated without the slightest chance of luck.

But at the same moment, after Bei Xuan Guang grabbed Lian Changtian’s heart, he furiously crushed it, and the explosion of the heart caused Lian Changtian’s body and soul to completely shatter and annihilate.

This move could only be described as shockingly baffling to the four fields.

The scene was unbelievably quick.

From the moment Bei Xuan Guang spoke, to Zhou Yan’s intervention and then their mutiny, it all happened in an instant.

In an instant, the two great geniuses of the two great saints had fallen!

This left all the geniuses utterly stunned.

Even some saints wore faces of uncertain suspicion.

The smug expression on the face of the boastful Illusion Saint froze.

The expression on the arrogant Spirit Saint’s face also turned stiff.

Caught off guard, the two stared intensely into the void at the scattering flesh and blood, seemingly unable to believe what they had seen.

Moments later, an incredibly fearsome killing intent emerged from both of them, their eyes fiercely fixed on Zhou Yan!

Among them, Illusion Saint shouted harshly, “The evil technique from the Netherworld Life and Death Illusion Realm?”

“Evil technique?”

Zhou Yan, engulfed in Purple Flame Void, swept away the essence Qi souls of the two geniuses, devouring them without leaving a trace of possibility for resurrection, then coldly sneered and said, “Good and evil, who can define them? Right and wrong, who can differentiate?”

“It seems you really have some capability, no wonder you’re so arrogant—”

Halfway through speaking, Illusion Saint’s brow flashed with light, and suddenly a small sword about an inch long shot out, aiming to kill Zhou Yan.

The small sword was extremely sharp, completely suppressing Zhou Yan’s Emperor Qi Sword Body’s shackles on the Sword Dao, containing a Great Dao Chaos Qi hanging down like a column of destruction, horribly fearsome.

What was even more terrifying was the speed of this radiance, unimaginable.

As a saint, Illusion Saint unexpectedly attacked while speaking halfway, something none of the saints anticipated.

“Shh—”

Next to Zhou Yan, the Frost Snow Sword let out a long howl, shooting out a wisp of purple flame, rolling towards the small sword.

The interaction erupted with intense might, radiance splashing, sweeping across in all directions.

The void collapsed, the endless array platform shattered, and many cultivators nearly turned to dust on the spot, luckily Saint Yao, Yaochi Saint, and Fairy Die immediately intervened, protecting all sides.

The three saints’ faces turned uncertain, seemingly completely taken aback that Illusion Saint would dare to make a move.

Even Kong Ji and Wuxu Saint were shaken, for they had previously learned about the terror of the Thunder Origin Sword God, knowing that he was absolutely resolute and ruthless.

…

With a sharp burst of sound from the small sword, the purple flame within the Frost Snow Sword was intensely fierce, bursting out a blinding column of light, like an explosion.

The void array platform of the four fields, as if made of paper, instantly turned to tribulation ash, and the small sword burst apart, causing Illusion Saint’s complexion to suddenly change.

“You mere ant, dare to be presumptuous!”

Illusion Saint roared furiously, truly making a move.

He only used twenty percent of his combat power.

Within the rules of a saint making a move, that twenty percent.

But even that twenty percent was immensely earth-shaking.

“Die!”

Illusion Saint coldly shouted, in front of all the geniuses, attempting to forcefully suppress Zhou Yan.

This scene chilled the hearts of all genius cultivators, even Holy Daughter Jiang Yuning, Feng Jiu Xian, and Hou Ling’er among others were extremely anxious, yet curiously enveloped by the suppression of the saints’ pressure, they even lacked the ability to intervene.

Zhou Yan watched this scene unfold, yet he neither dodged nor resisted.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

His expression was eerily calm, especially after Illusion Saint made a move, a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on his lips.

This trace of a smile, seen by Saint Yao, Fairy Die, even Wu Ji, made their hearts ominously skip a beat.

At that moment, between Heaven and Earth, a gigantic handprint that blocked out the sun appeared.

The handprint, like a palm, suddenly grabbed downward toward the void.

With one grab, all attacks from the Illusion Saint were annihilated.

The Illusion Saint and the Spirit Saint were almost simultaneously grasped into the center of that gigantic palm.

“Spare us, Sword God!”

“Great Sword God, spare our lives!”

Both the Illusion Saint and the Spirit Saint felt extreme horror and fear.

At this moment, they finally understood that this seemed to be a very terrifying trap, and Zhou Yan’s every action had been aimed at agitating their nerves, making them angry, and leading them into this precise moment!

Both were utterly terrified, suddenly realizing that Zhou Yan’s method of using others to eliminate his enemies was extremely ruthless and horrifying. This young man actually had such schemes and methods—he even dared to plot against Saints!

Both saints were horrified beyond words, but the massive palm showed no mercy.

“Phew—”

The giant palm suddenly clenched tightly, and two terrible muffled sounds were heard, followed by two wails of agony that echoed throughout the entire Sword Burial Ancestor Star.

At this moment, every Saint on the Sword Burial Ancestor Star was agitated.

Two streaks of blood mixed with purple energy suddenly flew up from the palm into the void, manifesting the Dao traces and some past actions of the Illusion Saint and the Spirit Saint.

This was a sign of the fall of Saints, manifested by the giant palm in this world, seemingly warning all Saints not to be too arrogant.

Snow fell from the sky, mysterious snowflakes, like the sorrow of the Heavenly Dao.

The fall of the two great Saints on the normally functioning Sword Burial Ancestor Star was a source of sorrow for the Heavenly Dao itself, with sounds of Great Dao Resonance like scriptures facilitating transcendence.

The giant palm opened, and the traces of the two great Saints gradually dissipated in the void, while droplets of Saintly Essence Blood rained down densely.

Even the endless geniuses of Guanghan South Mansion, including some Saints in the void, found themselves bathed in this Essence Blood of the Saints.

The benefits of this were extremely terrifying, but no one felt joy, only endless fear.

In the minds of all geniuses, Saints who were once revered as supreme beings were now like ants, effortlessly crushed to death by this giant hand. Truly crushed.

With this crush, even the methods left by the Saints were likely to be annihilated, disappearing like smoke.

Six great Saints around the Illusion Saint were now trembling like sieves, their faces pale, almost on the verge of kneeling.

After doing all this, the giant palm morphed into the Void Body of the Thunder Origin Sword God, who stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body emitting terribly formidable arcs of thundering light.

His stern eyes stared coldly at the Yaochi Saint, the Wuxu Saint, and those six great Saints, sweeping over them with a cold gaze that flashed with a killing intent.

These nine great Saints immediately broke into cold sweat, their bodies seeming unable to bear the immense pressure, trembling severely.

However, the cold gaze of the Thunder Origin Sword God’s ephemeral form left these individuals, resting instead on Zhou Yan.

That gaze was equally cold, but upon seeing the Frost Snow Saint Sword swirling around Zhou Yan, his eyes seemed to momentarily freeze, then warmly softened a bit.

Even so, the voice of the apparition was still very cold and merciless, “There will be no next time!”

“Sure thing, as long as the Saints do not bully me, I surely won’t stir up trouble.”

Zhou Yan spoke with a smile.

In the whole world, it seemed he was the sovereign, even in the face of the ephemeral form of the Thunder Origin Sword God, he appeared utterly fearless.

This was truly arrogance!

Everyone watched Zhou Yan with hearts trembling; they dared not look at the ephemeral form of the Thunder Origin Sword God, fearing they might be collateral damage and get annihilated.

But contrary to expectations, the Thunder Origin Sword God did not get angry and said, “It should not happen again, just be careful.”

The Thunder Origin Sword God spoke indifferently.

After speaking, his form gradually dissipated and vanished.

“Thunder Origin Sword God, goodbye.”

Zhou Yan continued to greet with a smile, appearing carefree, while the geniuses behind him were almost popping their eyes out.

This man—clearly did not even know the meaning of ‘fear’.

…

The apparition of the Thunder Origin Sword God had left.

Saint Yao looked at the Yaochi Saint and others, not saying much, just standing aside, seemingly waiting for something.

The six great Saints, now regaining their composure, glanced at the Yaochi Saint with somewhat helpless expressions, cupped their fists in greeting, and said, “Yaochi Saint, we from the Carefree East Prefecture and Haoran Western Prefecture were presumptuous this time. Let’s meet again in Nine Origin Heavenly City next time; then we will explain.”

After speaking, the six great Saints did not wait for the Yaochi Saint to reply, all employing the technique to traverse the void, instantly breaking through the void and departing.

Thus, this conflict ended at this moment.

“The contest for the Holy Daughter’s marriage will continue tomorrow. Up next are the contests for Artifact Refining, Alchemy, and the presentation of bridal gifts. Finally, the weight of the bridal gifts will be crucial. The Holy Daughter has been nurtured by me to reach this stage and is about to marry. These bridal gifts are not only a demonstration of the capabilities and foundations of you, great talents, but also a statement that you also have the ability to provide a good life for the Holy Daughter.

Therefore, I want to clarify in advance that this part of the bridal gifts will account for half of the overall weight, hoping everyone can appreciate the concern of an elder considering for future generations.”

The Yaochi Saint thought for a moment and finally revealed the inside story of the competition.

Many talents, backed by immense inheritances, brightened up noticeably upon hearing the words of the Yaochi Saint.