Chapter 69: Chapter 68: Star Sword Seal! Slay the Quasi-Emperor!
Su Changqing strolled across the arena with a stone sword in hand, his pace neither hurried nor slow, as if patrolling his own domain.
With each swing of his sword, a member of the Buddhist sect would inevitably fall from the void.
When Su Changqing cut down the last Buddhist monk, an enraged roar accompanied by a violent boom resonated from the depths of the sky.
Pssh!
Su Changqing looked up toward the horizon, seeing a figure rapidly plummeting like a meteor.
"Restrain!"
Su Changqing waved his sleeve lightly and spoke softly, rays of gentle golden light flashed by, catching the falling figure.
"Changqing, you..."
Su Wenlin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking at Su Changqing hesitantly, unsure of how to address him.
"Leave it to me."
Su Changqing calmly finished speaking, already holding his sword and stepping forward, looking at the furious Fan Yin surrounded by anger.
"Good! Very good!"
Seeing the ground littered with the corpses of the Buddhist followers, Fan Yin’s expression was filled with towering fury.
A Great Saint, dozens of great powerhouses, such a formidable force is indispensable in any faction.
Yet now, they’re all dead!
"A mere mortal ant, an ancient remnant, actually slaughtering my Holy Mountain to this extent!"
Fan Yin’s chest heaved, the aura of a quasi-emperor spilled over the heavens and earth, speaking coldly,
"Relying on the lingering consciousness of broken souls, forcibly raised to quasi-emperor status!"
"But not a shred of this borrowed power is yours. I want to see how you stop me!"
With the words finished, Fan Yin’s quasi-emperor aura exploded around him, a ten thousand foot Buddha light condensed from his chest.
He was truly enraged now, heedless of the Su family, intending to kill everyone here!
Above the sky.
Shu Han saw the scene below, his expression slightly shocked,
"Teacher, what the monk says is true?"
"Even if Changqing’s cultivation is quasi-emperor, he’s not his match?"
He could see that Fan Yin seemed to be gathering a powerful Divine Technique.
"What he says is correct."
Li Qingchen’s palm exuded a terrifying, majestic energy, prepared for any unexpected occurrences, then spoke flatly:
"Changqing’s strength indeed rivals a quasi-emperor, but as Fan Yin said, none of that power belongs to him."
"If Changqing had cultivation, even a bit, he could channel the power of those ancient predecessors, unleashing eighty percent of its power."
"But now it’s only those predecessors using Changqing’s body to strike, the power is like rootless duckweed, if he can exert fifty percent of its strength, it’s quite good."
Shu Han heard this and pondered, then asked, "Only cultivation can channel it? Can anything else work?"
Li Qingchen glanced at Shu Han and said lightly:
"With a Lifebound secret technique, even better, the Sword Dao’s Lifebound Dao Seal is the perfect item, able to channel nearly ten percent of power."
"But do you think Changqing, who has been studying and has never trained, possesses any Lifebound secret techniques?"
Saying this, Li Qingchen shook his head, his gaze once again turned below, ready to make a move at any moment.
Yet he didn’t know, beside him, Shu Han’s eyes were bright with excitement.
...
Below.
Fan Yin’s Buddha light vibrated all around him, the sky quaked, gathering a terrifying Divine Technique.
Yet seeing this, Su Changqing merely smiled lightly,
"Mere ant-like existence."
"You’ve underestimated me, this mortal, and underestimated the so-called ancient remnant."
"To kill you is as easy as turning my hand."
With those words, Su Changqing crossed his fingers into a sword gesture, touching his brow.
"Hahaha, boastful fellow!"
"Let me see how you intend to kill me!"
Fan Yin laughed angrily, the immense Buddha light exploded from his chest, a terrifying force surged out through his throat,
"Roar!"
Boom!
As the roar appeared, the world fell silent for an instant, followed by an overwhelming storm!
A clearly visible terrifying sound wave shot forth from Fan Yin’s location.
The void shattered inch by inch, endless Buddha light coalesce, a majestic golden lion thousands of feet tall, rushed forward with a force to obliterate the planet.
Li Qingchen, above in the sky, saw this and squinted slightly, ready to step in.
But then, a calm voice resounded throughout the world.
"Dao Seal, come forth!"
Su Changqing drew his fingers to his brow, a sword imprint as brilliant as a star emerged instantly.
Li Qingchen saw this in the sky, stunned for a moment, "Sword Emperor Sect has a star... no!"
His eyes widened with disbelief, "That Dao Seal... is Changqing’s!"
Beside him, Shu Han licked his lips in excitement, Changqing has no Sword Seal?
Wrong, he not only has it, but he has two!
In the arena.
A celestial star mark appeared above Su Changqing’s head, but he did not take out another Dao Seal.
Instead, he placed his sword fingers on the golden pattern at his brow.
"As this is the battle for emergence of my Sword Emperor Sect, how can there be no Emperor Dao Sword Soul!"
Su Changqing’s black hair danced wildly, laughing heartily,
"Sword Soul! Come forth!"
Boom!
Su Changqing’s brow golden pattern radiated a brilliant light, a long golden sword exuding divine golden holy brilliance emerged in the sky.
The moment this sword appeared, an imperial aura of unparalleled majesty soared to the heavens.
Everyone here who wielded a sword turned pale, their swords lamented loudly, trembling fierce, as if frightened into submission.
"This sword, will slay you!"
Su Changqing held the golden sword, the star Dao Seal infused into it.
He stepped onto the Seven Stars, the golden sword in his hand erupted with light thousands of feet tall, one slash fell.
Boom!
In an instant, the night turned bright as day, the sky lit up with countless stars glittering like falling starlight.
At this time, countless people in the vast southern region looked up in shock, in the night sky countless meteors fell.
Endless starlight converging downward, and in an instant merging with that towering sword glow!
The two together, the gigantic sword blade of gold and silver soared in the wind, the Sword Intent was tempestuous.
This sword seemed to sever the heavens and earth, as the void broke, the earth sank!
The roaring golden lion, upon collision with the gold and silver sword blade, was directly cleaved into two!
The terrifying sword blade, with undiminished momentum, instantly struck Fan Yin.
Thrash!
Fan Yin spat a mouthful of blood, it seemed mixed with fragments of internal organs.
His aura instantly plummeted to the extreme, his face showed endless fear, he turned to flee.
At the same moment transmitting a message to Kashyapa.
"Lord Buddha! Save me!"
Seeing Fan Yin injured but not dead, Su Changqing frowned slightly, just about to raise his sword again but hesitated after seeing the ruins behind him.
"Master, leave the rest to me."
Li Qingchen’s transmitted message fell, his footsteps slightly moved as he vanished from the spot.
But Su Wenlin, significantly injured, looked at Su Changqing in puzzlement.
He had a feeling... that sword just now seemed familiar.
...
At the border of the western and southern regions.
The instant Fan Yin transmitted his message, Kashyapa’s face changed drastically, taking a step to head towards the Forbidden Abyss.
But as he moved, a terrifying black spear mercilessly pierced through the void, shooting forth.
Kashyapa’s expression changed, though he retreated quickly, he still grunted softly.
"Su Nan, don’t bully too much!"
Standing firm, Kashyapa roared angrily, his face dark with anger, the urgency clear in his eyes.
A quasi-emperor!
If lost in the southern region, the damage to the Holy Mountain this time would be too great.
Yet.
Su Nan did not glance at Kashyapa, instead turning to look towards the Forbidden Abyss direction, nodding in satisfaction,
"Moved quickly, deserving of being a talented immortal!"