Chapter 424 The Power of Words

This is the cultivation world, where the weak are prey to the strong.

Strength is everything.

When everyone's background is roughly the same, whoever has the bigger fist has more reason.

Pan Yun wanted to speak up for Yan Chu, but at a time like this, she didn't dare to open her mouth.

From Meng Lingze's expression, it was clear that he truly intended to kill.

If Pan Yun dared to interfere, she wouldn't have a good end either.

The Five Friends of Yunling would be more aptly called the Five Evils of Yunling.

"Kid, leave your last words!"

Meng Lingze snapped his folding fan shut, his tone sinister and murderous:

"I have always been kind-hearted. I always let people speak their last words before they depart, so they don't blame me in the Nine Netherworlds for not giving them a chance!"

"Hehehe..."

Yan Chu finally couldn't help but laugh out loud. He hadn't expected that shortly after arriving in the Yuanqing Holy Realm, he would run into several clowns; if he had to look for them one by one, he might have spent half the day searching.

"Very good!"

He clapped his hands and laughed:

"Since Fellow Daoist Meng has asked me to speak, I will respectfully comply!"

Yan Chu looked around and said:

"To be honest with everyone, I truly do not know the Ice Age Divine Ability."

What?

Pan Yun and the others were stunned. They didn't know why Yan Chu would say such a thing; didn't this mean he was indeed not a Disciple of the Cold Ice Holy Sect?

That made it even easier for Meng Lingze to kill him without any pressure.

Sure enough, an 'as I expected' expression appeared on Meng Lingze's face.

"See, what did I tell you?"

"However..."

Yan Chu explained with a chuckle:

"I do happen to know a few ice-attribute saber techniques. Today, if I may be so bold, I shall demonstrate them for everyone!"

Hm?

Meng Lingze heard something off in Yan Chu's words. Was the other party trying to make a last stand?

One had to know, he was at the Late Stage of the Divine Ability Realm, while the other party was only at the Middle Stage.

At this level of cultivation, the gap between every small Realm was greater than the gap between large Realms before. Did he think he could fight across Realms against him?

The others also tasted the meaning in Yan Chu's words, and immediately, everyone looked over.

"Everyone, please watch!"

As soon as Yan Chu's voice fell, his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage and vanished from the spot, appearing instantly in front of Meng Lingze, chopping down with a palm-turned-saber.

The saber light was cold and domineering, making the City Lord's Mansion feel as if it had instantly entered the depths of winter.

It was precisely 'A Glimpse of Startling Cold' from the Six Arts of Arrogant Cold.

To deal with this kind of person, Yan Chu couldn't even be bothered to use a Divine Ability.

Just with the Six Arts of Arrogant Cold, the power of his saber technique was no weaker than any Divine Ability.

"You're courting death!!"

Meng Lingze's brows arched, the veins on his forehead throbbing, and his vicious Aura spread outwards.

"Saber blade, deviate!!"

Just as Meng Lingze let out a roar, the palm-saber about to land on his forehead was pulled by an invisible force, shifting to the side and missing his vital point.

Word Spirit Divine Ability, skillful words to divert force.

The Five Friends of Yunling were able to roam across the tens of thousands of miles of the Yunling region and suppress the many experts of Yunqi City, so they were naturally not people to be trifled with.

Each of them possessed a unique Divine Ability, and these Divine Abilities were related to their nicknames, allowing them to roam freely to this day while remaining unscathed.

The 'Tricky Word Scholar' Meng Lingze was most adept at the Word Spirit Divine Ability.

However, the Word Spirit Divine Ability only had a greater effect on those whose Primordial Spirit cultivation and cultivation foundation were lower than his own.

With the profound foundation Yan Chu had accumulated, if he claimed to be first in the world, perhaps no one would have the qualifications to claim second.

Therefore, when this Divine Ability force acted upon his hand, Yan Chu merely gave a cold hum. His entire body's Qi and blood vibrated like a roaring furnace, forcibly breaking free from Meng Lingze's Divine Ability. The saber blade did not slow down by a single bit, and the Saber Intent made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

With a 'crack', half of Meng Lingze's arm, along with a small portion of his internal organs, were slashed off by this strike. Frost condensed at the wound, resembling clusters of plum blossoms.

Although Yan Chu's saber blade did not deviate, Meng Lingze had dodged the lethal strike by turning sideways at the last moment.

What?!

Seeing that his Word Spirit Divine Ability had actually had no effect, Meng Lingze's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

The excruciating pain coming from his body made his face turn deathly pale, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.

But there was no time for him to think. Yan Chu hadn't been able to take his life with one strike, and the next strike was already descending.

Meng Lingze was also an expert who had experienced many battles; he had reached his current level of cultivation entirely on his own. At this moment, though alarmed, he was not chaotic, and he withdrew wildly.

"Limbs go limp!! Qi and blood flow in reverse!! Feet slip!!"

In an instant, Meng Lingze's tongue blossomed like a lotus, repeatedly casting his skillful words to divert force.

But Yan Chu's own Aura was unified as one, his Aura as heavy and solid as an iron tower. The shackles formed by the Divine Ability, when applied to Yan Chu, were all cut to pieces by the terrifying Saber Intent radiating from him, having absolutely no effect.

The Saber Intent at the 'Imperial Saber' level had already touched the level of rules.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in reality, when experts of their level fought, even the flow of time had slowed down slightly.

Because the Moves and Divine Abilities of both sides were too fast, so fast that even Divine Sense could not capture them.

Seeing that all his Divine Abilities were useless, Meng Lingze's expression finally changed drastically.

This time, he was afraid he had kicked an iron plate.

The others were even more dumbfounded as they watched.

They only felt their vision blur, and in less than half a breath of time, Meng Lingze was already heavily injured and spraying blood, forced into perilous situations by the saber light.

"Hundred Tongues Confuse Spirit!!!"

Finally, he unleashed another one of his trump card Divine Abilities.

As his roar fell, illusory phantoms of mouths and tongues suddenly appeared all around the City Lord's Mansion. The phantoms manifested layers of sound waves, with questioning, mockery, and whispers coming from all directions.

This Divine Ability could certainly be called bizarre, and it was within an area of effect, not distinguishing between friend or foe.

Before the fight, the wisps of Aura emanating from Meng Lingze were preparing for this Divine Ability.

At this moment, many people in the City Lord's Mansion were tormented by this Divine Ability, covering their ears and screaming incessantly. In a trance, everyone felt the surrounding light begin to twist, the sound permeating every inch of flesh and blood, their sanity beginning to collapse inch by inch.

This included the fourth of the Five Friends who had suddenly appeared behind Yan Chu, the 'Rampaging Walker' Hou Yu.

His fists were as heavy as mountains, and he was swinging them around, intending to smash them into Yan Chu's back.

But the suddenly appearing eerie sounds made his movements sluggish in mid-air; he couldn't bring this punch down no matter what.

These chaotic and blurry murmurs, like insects, rushed straight into the depths of Yan Chu's Sea of Consciousness, wanting to disrupt his sanity and collapse his spirit.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!!!"

But as soon as these noises entered Yan Chu's Sea of Consciousness, they were shattered by the Sanskrit chanting that resounded within his Sea of Consciousness.

A great Buddha light erupted from behind his Primordial Spirit, and all evil spirits had nowhere to hide.

"Ugh, aaaaaah!!!!"

A violent scream resounded throughout Yunqi City. The surrounding eerie phantoms of mouths and tongues suddenly vanished, leaving only the 'Tricky Word Scholar' Meng Lingze rolling on the ground, clutching his head incessantly.

"What happened? Why has Fellow Daoist Meng become like this?"

The people present had just broken free from those eerie sounds when they saw Meng Lingze in this miserable state, with blood spraying wildly from his severed arm.

"Splat!"

A flash of saber light swept past, and Meng Lingze's head rolled off his neck.

His Primordial Spirit, which had already fallen into collapse, was also wiped out of existence under this strike.

Yan Chu walked over coldly and, with a bang, kicked his head into pieces.