33: Chapter 33 Chu Xiao's Plan

"It seems the warm-up is over."

Chu Xiao's voice was as calm as still water, yet it struck like a heavy hammer, fiercely pounding into the hearts of Ye Lingyun and all the Yunhai Sect Disciples.

Warm-up?

He actually called that earth-shattering punch a warm-up?!

The Disciple whose arm had been crippled, now being supported by his fellow Sect members, his face ashen, heard these words and was so enraged that he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, nearly fainting on the spot.

Humiliation! This was blatant humiliation!

"You... good!" Ye Lingyun trembled with rage, his handsome face twisted by anger, devoid of any of his previous composure and confidence.

He, Ye Lingyun, the Prodigy of Yunhai Sect, since his debut, among his peers, when had he ever suffered a defeat?

When had he ever endured such a monstrous humiliation?

Today, if he didn't grind this arrogant Loose Cultivator before him to dust, his, Ye Lingyun's, Dao Heart would forever bear a crack!

"Senior Brother! Kill him! You must kill him!"

"Let him know the consequences of offending our Yunhai Sect!"

The several Disciples behind him also reacted, roaring indignantly.

In their view, Chu Xiao's previous punch, while powerful,

their Senior Brother Ye had not even used his true killing moves!

"Originally, I wanted to give you a way out, but now it seems there's no need for you to live!"

Ye Lingyun's eyes became incomparably cold.

He slowly raised the longsword in his hand. It was a High Grade Magical Artifact, pale green in color, with cloud-like radiance flowing on its blade—the listening wind sword.

Buzz—!

As his spiritual energy wildly poured into it, the listening wind sword let out a clear, resonant sword cry, and a terrifying pressure, several times stronger than before, surged forth!

"Kid! To die under this move of mine can be considered your honor!"

Ye Lingyun's voice was like it came from the Nine Hells, filled with an undeniable killing intent.

"Yunhai Sword Technique... Heavenly Collapse!"

He slashed out with his sword!

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color!

The Void Realm in front of him seemed to transform into a vast and boundless sea of clouds. Layers upon layers of mist wildly converged, surged, and ascended, finally forming a terrifying cloud wave a hundred zhang high, blotting out the sky!

This cloud wave was like an entire sky, forcibly torn down by supreme power.

It crashed down towards Chu Xiao's location!

That destructive pressure caused the earth to tremble, and the surrounding ruins and gravel were directly crushed into dust under this pressure!

This sword strike had already transcended the scope of ordinary Profound-Grade Cultivation Techniques, faintly touching the threshold of Earth-Grade Divine Abilities!

It was one of the Yunhai Sect's ultimate secret arts, impossible to learn for anyone who wasn't a core true successor of the Sect!

"It's... it's the Heavenly Collapse Sword! Senior Brother Ye actually used this move!"

"It's over! That kid is dead for sure! I once saw with my own eyes Senior Brother Ye, with this move, force an Elder in the Early Stage Golden Core Stage to retreat dozens of steps!"

"Hahaha! Arrogant Loose Cultivator, prepare to be turned into dust!"

Seeing this world-destroying scene, the fear on the faces of those Yunhai Sect Disciples vanished, replaced by fanaticism and worship.

It was as if they had already seen Chu Xiao's tragic end, crushed into a pulp by the sea of clouds.

However, facing this supreme sword strike that seemed capable of overturning heaven and earth and destroying everything,

Chu Xiao's face remained as calm as an ancient well.

He finally slowly reached out and grasped the ancient, unadorned, and unremarkable Hundred Refined Steel Sword behind him.

"Clang!"

A crisp sword cry, though not as grand as that of the listening wind sword, carried a supreme sharpness that seemed to sever all ages and shatter the Void Realm.

He slowly raised his sword, his gaze calmly fixed on the terrifying cloud sea pressing down.

And behind the cloud sea, that ferocious and twisted face.

He didn't even make any unnecessary movements, simply holding the sword and slashing!

This time, his Primordial Dao Body and Chaos Golden Light spiritual energy were once again poured without reservation into this ordinary iron sword in his hand!

"Wind and Cloud Xun Thunder Sword Technique... Thunder Shakes the Nine Heavens!"

Buzz—!

A even clearer, more resonant Divine Sound of the Great Dao, as if from the primordial wilderness, echoed through heaven and earth!

A terrifying sword light, a hundred zhang long, entirely condensed from purple-gold lightning containing a trace of the Origin of creation, shot out from the sword!

Boom—!!!

Under everyone's utterly horrified gaze, the purple-gold lightning sword light violently collided with the vast cloud sea that was crashing down!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor a deadlock of confrontation!

That seemingly indestructible cloud sea Heavenly Collapse, capable of crushing everything,

the moment it touched the purple-gold sword light, was instantly torn open by the supreme Sword Intent of creation, like ice and snow under a blazing sun, creating a huge rift in the middle!

Immediately after, an overbearing and peerless lightning power erupted!

The sky-blotting cloud sea, amidst mournful wails, shattered inch by inch, disintegrated with a roar, turning into a sky full of light rain and vanishing into nothingness!

One sword, breaking all techniques!

And that purple-gold lightning sword light, after tearing apart the sea of clouds,

only dimmed slightly, its momentum undiminished, carrying destructive power as it continued to slash down towards the figure behind the sea of clouds, who was already dumbfounded and utterly terrified!

"No... this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

The ferocity on Ye Lingyun's face completely froze the moment he saw his strongest attack being destroyed so easily.

It was replaced by boundless shock and terror!

His brain had completely lost the ability to think.

Heavenly Collapse Sword!

This was the Sect's most top-tier ultimate art! It was his greatest pride, his strongest trump card!

It was his reliance for confidently challenging Golden Core Stage powerhouses beyond his own realm!

But now, his strongest reliance was so vulnerable before this unknown Loose Cultivator! Was it simply torn apart with one sword... so effortlessly?

What kind of sword technique was this?

What kind of power was this?

Why could a mere Cultivator at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm unleash such terrifying, even despair-inducing power?!

At this moment, all of Ye Lingyun's pride, all his confidence, his superior arrogance as a Sect Prodigy, were utterly shattered and obliterated before this world-destroying sword strike!

His Dao Heart, at this moment, completely crumbled!

Unfortunately, there's no medicine for regret in this world, nor would anyone give him a second chance.

Whoosh—!

Under the dazed, statue-like gazes of the remaining Yunhai Sect Disciples, that unstoppable purple-gold sword light silently passed through Ye Lingyun's body.

There was no scream, no blood.

Ye Lingyun's handsome body just stood frozen in place, the boundless fear and unwillingness in his eyes gradually turning into emptiness and bewilderment.

The next moment, his body, starting from the chest where the sword light had pierced through, disintegrated inch by inch, dissolved, turning into the most primitive golden particles, returning to heaven and earth.

His vitality, his Dao foundation, his Divine Soul.

Along with his shattered pride and unwillingness, all were completely wiped away under that supreme Sword Intent, leaving not a single trace.

A generation's Yunhai Sect Prodigy, Ye Lingyun, was Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

The entire scene once again fell into a dead silence.

Chu Xiao slowly sheathed his sword, his gaze calmly turning towards the several Yunhai Sect Disciples who were already scared out of their wits and couldn't even stand steadily.

He said nothing, merely glancing at them.

"Ah—!!"

"Devil! He's a devil!"

"Run!"

It was this calm glance that became the final straw.

Those Yunhai Sect Disciples let out a shriek.

All reason was swallowed by fear; they couldn't even muster a thought of avenging their Senior Brother, instead using both hands and feet to summon their Flying Swords, like lost dogs, desperately fleeing into the distance, vanishing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Chu Xiao did not pursue them.

To him, killing a few terrified ants held no meaning.

He slowly walked forward and stepped on the Storage Pouch of the Disciple whose arm he had crippled, which had fallen to the ground when those Disciples fled in terror, crushing it.

Afterward, he bent down and picked up the Storage Ring that had fallen to the ground after Ye Lingyun's demise.

His Divine Sense easily erased the mark on it, and he scanned inside.

The wealth of a Sect Prodigy was indeed far superior to that of a Loose Cultivator like Thousand-Mile Smoke-Extinguisher; the quality and quantity of Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills alone were a notch higher.

After doing all this, he looked up in the direction of Qiankun City, his eyes profound.

One Ye Lingyun already possessed such strength; how many such "Prodigies" would there be in the Feixiao Secret Realm?

It seems he must Breakthrough to the Golden Core Stage as soon as possible before the Secret Realm opens.