Chapter 183 Farewell to the Divine Blade

"Ah!!!!"

"Amitabha my fucking Buddha!! Yan Chu, you're looking for death!!"

With a loud boom, a blood-soaked figure burst through the mountain rocks, turning into a streak of red light that appeared in mid-air.

Joyful Buddha looked incredibly wretched at this moment.

Several lines of blood flowed down his buzz-cut head; one ear was missing, and his left eyeball had exploded, leaving behind a dark, hollow socket.

His red monastic robes were also tattered and torn.

On his exposed bronze skin were countless wounds with upturned flesh, and blood flowed like a river.

Yan Chu appeared in mid-air.

The great mountain behind him had already collapsed, with rocks still tumbling down; the screams of wild beasts in the forest could be faintly heard, and dust and smoke obscured the valley.

Joyful Buddha gnashed his teeth, blood seeping from his gums.

Although his injuries looked severe, they didn't affect his combat power in the slightest.

However, Joyful Buddha was now extremely wary of Yan Chu.

Only by truly fighting him could one understand why Sima Tao had been so helpless against Yan Chu.

This man had an endless stream of divine skills and secret techniques, and his True Qi was thick and vast.

His external martial arts were almost not inferior to his own.

One could say he had no weaknesses at all.

If he hadn't dodged in time just now, his other eyeball would have been gouged out by the opponent's finger technique.

"I told you, your pig-like daughter screamed quite miserably!"

"It seems you're not much better than her!"

"I heard you have many bastards in the Western Regions; after I kill you, I'll go to their door and slaughter them all!"

Yan Chu's threat didn't enrage Joyful Buddha.

Anyway, he could have as many sons and daughters as he wanted; if they died, he'd just father more.

The key was that he himself could not die!

"Benefactor Yan! How about we end today's matter here?"

"This poor monk has also suffered significant injuries; surely your anger has mostly subsided by now?"

"After today, this poor monk will return to the Western Regions and never provoke you again!"

Boom!

Just as he finished speaking, a ten-zhang-long leg shadow whipped through the air, instantly compressing the air into an explosion and slamming fiercely into him.

Thud!

Despite Joyful Buddha striking out repeatedly with both palms, he was still sent flying hundreds of zhang by this kick, crashing into a nearby mountain peak with a boom and shattering half of it.

"What the hell are you talking about!"

Yan Chu struck out with his palms repeatedly, countless palm shadows layering upon each other to blast that mountain into powder; his True Qi seemed as if it would never run dry.

Cloud Dispelling Palm: Turning Clouds and Raining!

"Ha!"

Joyful Buddha stood amidst the ruined valley, his monastic robes waving incessantly as he clashed with and neutralized the countless Cloud Dispelling Palm strikes; the terrifying energy ravaged the valley beyond recognition.

Every palm strike was enough to destroy mountains and sever rivers, capable of wiping out everyone watching.

From a distance, the two looked like tireless machine guns, wantonly pouring out their power.

Swish!

Suddenly, Yan Chu appeared above Joyful Buddha once again.

A luxurious, precious saber appeared in his hand.

Not good!

Joyful Buddha's gaze sharpened, instinctively sensing danger; he quickly raised a hand.

"Benefactor, wait! We can talk—"

Clang!

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the crisp sound of a blade being drawn.

This was the first time in months that Yan Chu had used the Blade Drawing Technique again.

Compared to the first time, it was like heaven and earth.

The divine saber, Frost Cry, was unsheathed; its crisp ring echoed for dozens of miles, bringing a sudden silence to the area around Yellow Dragon Mountain.

All living beings, whether beasts or humans—even Supreme Grandmasters like Tong Zhiyuan—were rendered speechless by this single ring of the blade.

Light!

They saw an incredibly brilliant light appear on the horizon, filling their entire field of vision and descending from the edge of the sky into the valley.

The terrifying saber light finally transformed into a single divine slash.

This divine slash could perhaps no longer be called the Divine Saber Slash; it fused all his saber technique essentials and insights, making it far stronger than the Divine Saber Slash of the past.

Pfft!

This strike was too fast! Too fast for Joyful Buddha to dodge!

This strike was too strong! Too strong for Joyful Buddha to defend against!

Blood splattered everywhere as Joyful Buddha, notorious in the Western Regions, was split neatly in two from the middle by this single strike.

Even the valley behind him was split in two, a massive saber scar over a thousand meters long appearing.

All signs of life abruptly vanished before this Saber Intent, like a strike swung by the God of Death, taking everything away.

[Killed a Supreme Grandmaster of the Huanxi Sect. Immense satisfaction. Experience +50,000. Seven Forms of Saber Intent +1]

"Humph!"

Yan Chu snorted coldly and sheathed his blade.

This damned lecherous monk actually dared to target his woman.

Letting him die so quickly was really too good for him.

However, he still left behind a Huanxi Sect, which also had to be eliminated; Yan Chu made a mental note of it for now.

Looking around, the area for dozens of miles around Yellow Dragon Mountain was almost a mess, with several mountain peaks having collapsed.

Although today's great battle was time-consuming and exhausting, the harvest was not small.

Two decent Cultivation Techniques had actually dropped.

The Unrestrained Ascension Step was the Divine-Grade movement technique of the thousand-year-old monster, Di Shitian; it could move faster than the speed of sound when performed and was much stronger than the Wind God Leg.

The Seven Forms of Saber Intent was the ultimate technique of Huang Ying; each form was incredibly powerful and could greatly increase his saber Dao foundation.

Not to mention he had killed several Supreme Grandmasters today, yielding another large sum of experience; his cultivation level could soar once again.

His Divine Sense spread out, covering more than ten miles around; only after confirming there were no more ill-intentioned enemies did he feel at ease.

"Wait! There's still one who hasn't died!"

"I almost forgot about you, old geezer!"

Yan Chu looked into the distance; amidst a patch of messy rocks, Mei Haichuan was currently circulating his energy to adjust his breathing and clear the Saber Intent and Saber Qi from his body.

While circulating his energy, Mei Haichuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, feeling as if a great disaster was about to befall him; he opened his eyes and happened to meet Yan Chu's gaze.

Bang!

In the next second, Yan Chu descended from the sky and landed before him, his tall figure casting a shadow over him.

Mei Haichuan's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Great Hero Yan, let me explain..."

Pfft!

Yan Chu swung a palm-blade, splitting him in two; intestines and internal organs spilled out messily, and his Primordial Spirit was directly extinguished under this strike.

[Killed a Supreme Grandmaster. Immense satisfaction. Experience +50,000]

"Go explain to your mother in the underworld!"

Yan Chu shook his head. He didn't know what this so-called Loose Person was thinking.

Daring to stay in place to heal his injuries?

Did he really think Great Hero Yan was some kind of saint?

His Divine Sense swept over the corpse, and Yan Chu couldn't help but shake his head, sighing that he was a pauper.

A Supreme Grandmaster had nothing on him except for a few taels of silver.

That lecherous monk Joyful Buddha even had a Cultivation Technique on him!

Right, speaking of the technique on that guy...

Yan Chu pulled a thin booklet from his robe and began to read it rapidly.

"Wind and Moon Heart Sutra! Hmm! Not bad!"

Yan Chu nodded, becoming a bit interested, and couldn't help but look closer.

"Hiss... this content..."

As he read on, why did something feel a bit off?

Yan Chu couldn't help but invest all his focus into it, reading carefully.

Could this be his main Cultivation Technique? The Dual Cultivation art of the Huanxi lineage?

It had to be said that some of the positions and movements on it were indeed quite novel.

It opened his eyes, and he kept nodding; so it could be played like this!

As expected, professional movements really do need to be drawn by a professional.

Yan Chu carefully put the technique away.

He planned to study it thoroughly with Shen Zuirong and the other women with a critical eye after returning.