703: Chapter 703 Shocking the Heavenly Palace

The other hundred Void Refining cultivators and five Integration Stage Cultivators were likewise enveloped by your vast Law Domain.

Everyone was exerting all their effort to resist the pressure of the Law.

A dozen or so weaker Void Refining Early Stage cultivators stiffened, unable to hold on any longer, and exploded like smashed watermelons—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

They exploded one after another, filling the air with blood mist.

Liu Xuanyin's Face turned pale. While resisting with all his might, he roared at you, "Senior, although you are a Mahayana Cultivator, aren't you overstepping your bounds?"

"Who are you?"

"Liu Xuanyin of the Liu Clan Immortal Family."

"Heh, an ant of the Liu Clan?" You smiled contemptuously and glared at him. A flash of cold light flickered in your eyes, and a wisp of invisible Sword Dao Origin power drilled into his body.

"You—" Liu Xuanyin's body shuddered violently.

That wisp of Sword Dao Origin had already entered his body, rampaging madly, chewing up his internal organs while simultaneously binding him tightly.

"Pfft—!"

A mouthful of blood mixed with bits of flesh sprayed out. His body went limp, and he slumped to the ground, blood bubbling from the corners of his mouth as he mumbled something unintelligible.

Looking at the half-dead Liu Xuanyin, you couldn't help but sigh—you hadn't met him this time, but you had a deep impression of him.

The remaining Void Refining and Integration Stage Cultivators from the Heavenly Palace saw Liu Xuanyin's miserable state and swallowed the words that had been on the tip of their tongues out of fear. They stood to the side, not daring to even breathe loudly, terrified of being targeted by you.

"Fellow Daoist Qin?" Elder Qi's Face turned livid as he shouted, "What is the meaning of this?"

Countless doubts flashed through his mind.

Why did you suddenly attack?

Was it because they were killing people at your doorstep and didn't give you Face?

Or perhaps, you had some connection to the True Spirit Immortal Dynasty or the Budao Alliance?

That was impossible.

After reaching the Mahayana stage, one person could wipe out an entire clan; why go to such trouble?

Especially you—holding an Immortal Sword, you were no longer an ordinary Mahayana Cultivator.

He reckoned that two of himself, or even three, would be no match for you.

Therefore, he dared not rashly attack you.

You still ignored Elder Qi and raised your hand. An invisible force drilled into the bodies of those from the Budao Alliance, and the Law Restrictions dissolved layer by layer.

Everyone slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, and looked at you in unison.

True Lord Piaomiao finally couldn't hold back and spoke coldly: "Qin Chen, is it? Do you know that behind us is not just the Heavenly Palace, but also the Academy..."

You didn't wait for him to finish. You reached out, a flash of light passed, and the Immortal Sword was already in your hand before you casually swept it.

An invisible trail of light slashed out—faster than light, faster than time.

Before he could finish his sentence, his body had been sliced in two.

He was only an Integration Stage Cultivator, not a Mahayana Cultivator; how could he withstand a casual sweep of an Immortal Sword?

That trail of light severed his Qi Sea and Dantian, completely abolishing his cultivation, and the vast aura of the Integration Stage leaked out wildly, like water from a broken dam.

"Ah—!"

The heart-rending scream made everyone's souls tremble.

While screaming, he dragged his upper body toward his lower half, his trembling hands pressing against his body, desperately trying to reattach it.

Yan Ji opened her mouth to say something, but after seeing this scene, she quickly shut it, her figure motionless, not even daring to breathe loudly.

The Ancestor of the Wei Family broke out in a cold sweat. Enduring the pressure of the Law Domain, he gritted his teeth and took two steps back, hiding behind others, his head lowered, not daring to breathe loudly.

The others were either gritting their teeth, not daring to make a sound, trembling as they looked at you, or lowering their heads and looking for cover.

They had heard of this method—Cai Xingchen being heavily injured by two casual sword strikes. They used to think it was an exaggeration, but seeing it with their own eyes now, it felt as unreal as a dream.

One had to know that Integration Stage Cultivators were not only hard to kill, but their cultivation was also very difficult to abolish.

Although Mahayana Cultivators could do it, it was definitely not like this—a light, casual sword strike.

Chu Yiyi, who had just woken up, saw this scene. She was stunned at first, but then, seeing True Lord Piaomiao's cultivation abolished and his body severed in two, her spirits soared.

She smiled and walked over, stepping on True Lord Piaomiao's head: "You dog thief, how dare you step on me? I'll stomp you to death."

This was a Void Refining Clone of hers. Even if her internal organs were shattered, she could still hold on for a while, but her aura was less than one-tenth of its original strength.

But that didn't stop her from bullying someone whose cultivation had been abolished.

She stomped down, one foot after another, cursing non-stop:

"Dogs of the Heavenly Palace, you only know how to bully others by relying on your status."

"When I step into the Mahayana stage, I will go straight to the Heavenly Palace, make that woman Liu Xuerong kneel and lick my feet, make that Divine Beast of the Heavenly Palace my mount, and make the Flame Emperor call me Mother!"

The more she cursed, the fiercer she became, and the force under her feet grew heavier.

True Lord Piaomiao was, after all, originally an Integration Stage Cultivator with a sturdy Physical Body. After being stepped on several times, his head became flatter and flatter, but there was still a faint breath.

Chu Yiyi didn't stop, gritting her teeth and continuing to stomp viciously.

Finally, True Lord Piaomiao's head was stomped into a pulp.

Gu Lingshuang saw this result, and her courage grew.

She walked to the unconscious Liu Xuanyin, raised her whip, and lashed down fiercely.

While whipping him, she roared angrily:

"Why aren't you acting arrogant anymore? If you have the guts, go single-handedly challenge a Mahayana Cultivator!"

"Pah! Using ten people to fight me, you piece of trash!"

As she cursed, the whip in her hand lashed out even harder.

In just three breaths, over a hundred lashes, Liu Xuanyin was whipped to death, his body reduced to a pulp of flesh.

You just watched quietly, not moving.

On the Heavenly Palace side, two Integration Stage and three Void Refining cultivators could no longer hold back.

All five stepped out at once, looking at Elder Qi: "Elder Qi, why aren't you attacking? We aren't afraid of death; at worst, we'll fight him to the death..."

You didn't wait for them to finish; you raised the Immortal Sword in your hand.

A trail of light swept past, so fast that they couldn't react at all—their bodies were sliced in two, their Qi Seas were severed, and their cultivation was abolished.

This time you didn't stop.

You casually swung the sword three more times in succession.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Those five were cut into pieces of flesh and scattered all over the ground.

You never showed mercy to such troublemakers.

What you wanted was to dampen the arrogance of the Heavenly Palace, to let them know that there is always someone better.

The other Void Refining and Integration Stage Cultivators from the Heavenly Palace saw this scene and trembled all over, suppressing their anger, and not a single one dared to move again.

They were terrified that the sword in your hand would be swung toward them.

They dared not even flee—anyone who wasn't stupid knew they couldn't escape.

Everyone looked at Elder Qi in unison.

Elder Qi's Face was as gloomy as water as he watched all of this, caught in a dilemma.

He didn't want to blindly offend a Mahayana Cultivator, especially one who could pose a threat to the Heavenly Palace and his own Qi Clan.

Behind him was not just the Heavenly Palace, but also the Qi Clan.

Especially after seeing the tragic outcome for the Cai Clan after Cai Xingchen's death, he gave it more thought.

Although he was a member of the Heavenly Palace, he was first a member of the Qi Clan.

If it were an ordinary Mahayana Cultivator, he wouldn't consider so much.

Plus, what he had just witnessed—the strangeness of your Immortal Sword was far beyond what Cai Xingchen had described; it might even be able to kill him at will.

After all, his strength was not even as good as Cai Xingchen's.

He clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his palms, causing blood to seep out.

In the end, reason overcame impulse, and he did not make a move.