Chapter 430 Demon Blade Tiger Soul

Golden Buddha light filled the heavens and earth, offering compassion to all living things.

Yet, what the Buddha palm brought was desperate death.

Ji Hanshi's Four Symbols Age-Killing Finger dissolved into nothingness before the Buddha light; no matter how Advanced the power of the four seasons' changes was, it could not be more Advanced than the Tathagata Palm.

The Buddha palm surged magnificently into the distance, RUMBLE!!

It destroyed countless mountains and ridges along the way before dissipating, leaving behind a massive valley hundreds of miles long.

Everything in its path vanished, completely flattened.

The Tathagata Palm is simply terrifying!

It is not a Divine Ability, yet it surpasses all Divine Abilities.

As for Ji Hanshi, he was slapped into a pool of blood like a mosquito, with nothing left behind.

Even his Qingxiao Soul Refining Furnace was blasted apart under the pressure of the palm.

[Half-Saint killed, extremely gratifying, Origin +4]

From the moment the Buddha light shone until the battle subsided, Ji Hanshi didn't even have time to speak or beg for mercy.

If he had been given the room to speak, he would likely have put away his previous arrogance and begged for mercy on his knees, slapping his own Face in the process.

Yan Chu wouldn't give him such an opportunity...

Otherwise, what if he had some mother or wife to deal with?

Should Yan Chu agree or not?

Gently withdrawing his hand, Yan Chu looked into the distance.

At this moment, the sky was bright, with soft clouds floating in the blue expanse, the breeze crisp and refreshing.

Above the clouds, starlight flickered faintly; if one didn't look closely, it would be impossible to spot.

As the breeze blew, the clouds drifted slowly into the distance.

A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Yan Chu's mouth. He waved his palms, and suddenly a wild wind raged, forming fierce Gale Qi that howled into the distance, shattering all the clouds in its path.

"Wait! Let's talk about this!"

Suddenly, just as the Gale Qi surged like a white dragon for a thousand miles, the airflow twisting into invisible Sharp Weapons meant to crush everything in its path into powder, a loud shout came from deep within the clouds.

Tao Old Ghost of the Ziyun Sect flashed out from the clouds, urgently dodging the raging Gale Qi. At the same moment, the Gale Qi continued to sweep upward, sharp as a blade and fierce as burning fire, dragging that shining star down.

The middle-aged man from the Tianxing Sect, Wen Tingtao, swayed unsteadily amidst the Gale Qi. The blade-like wind tore his black robe into countless shreds, leaving deep, bone-exposing wounds all over his body.

"Fellow Daoist, show mercy!"

Wen Tingtao screamed in terror, hurriedly whipping his horsetail whisk, his body erupting with thick starlight as he tried with all his might to escape the Gale Qi.

Yan Chu stepped through the Void Realm from a thousand miles away, appearing before the two in an instant.

These two had not left at all; they had been hiding in the shadows, spying on the battle between Yan Chu and Ji Hanshi. Seeing Yan Chu slap Ji Hanshi into a pulp with one palm, they finally decided to retreat, wanting to slip away.

Unfortunately, even though they were thousands of miles away, they couldn't hide from Yan Chu's Wisdom Dharma Eye.

Wen Tingtao looked visibly shaken, his expression full of bewilderment.

He didn't know how he had been exposed.

Although the Tianxing concealment technique was not as effective during the day as at night, with the sunlight shining, the starlight should have been imperceptible; it shouldn't have been discovered so easily, right?

Moreover, that Gale Qi was terrifying. If he hadn't escaped in time, he might have been scraped until his flesh and bones melted and his soul was scattered.

"Heh, didn't you two leave? Why are you still here?"

Yan Chu's palm moved gently, and the drifting Gale Qi flowed back from the sky, forming a thick wall of wind that enclosed the three of them, completely cutting off the retreat for Tao Old Ghost and the other.

Looking around, there was only pure white Gale Qi, blocking all view of the outside.

This scene made the Faces of the two men turn incredibly ugly.

"Uh... Fellow Daoist Kang, what is the meaning of this?"

Tao Old Ghost, dressed in a purple robe, forced a smile and softened his tone:

"Fellow Daoist, your strength is astonishing. We misjudged you."

"However, you have already killed Ji Hanshi. The Biluo Sect will definitely hunt you down next; they have unique tracking methods. Do you still want to keep the two of us here? Do you want to provoke the hostility of both the Ziyun Sect and the Tianxing Sect at the same time?"

"That's right!"

Wen Tingtao also said in a deep voice:

"Although you possess Half-Saint strength, you are ultimately an ant before a true Saint. My Tianxing Sect and the Ziyun Sect both have powerful Saints stationed hundreds of thousands of miles away who can arrive in an instant. I advise you to let us go; it is better for everyone that way!"

The two men were also bitter in their hearts.

They had thought this person would be easy to capture, but they hadn't expected that even Ji Hanshi would be no match for him.

Things had greatly exceeded their expectations.

They had already sent the news out, and people from their Sects would likely arrive soon to capture Yan Chu directly. All they needed to do was buy time.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Yan Chu rubbed his chin, seemingly deep in thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"What you say does have some merit, but you shouldn't have, you absolutely shouldn't have, shown killing intent toward me."

"I have a habit: I kill those who show killing intent toward me, even if they haven't made a move yet!"

Tao Old Ghost and Wen Tingtao exchanged a glance, no longer hesitating.

"Do it!!"

Since the opponent said that, they would strike first. Their killing intent immediately soared to the heavens.

As fellow Half-Saints, although they were not as strong as Ji Hanshi, their combined strength was definitely not bad.

Ji Hanshi was able to tangle with Yan Chu for a long time before being killed; there was no reason they would die so easily at Yan Chu's hands. As long as the Saints from their Sects arrived, Yan Chu would undoubtedly die.

"Endless Clouds and Rain!!"

Tao Old Ghost's palms flashed alternately, and layers of purple clouds covered the entire space. Raindrops fell from the clouds, and his figure flickered uncertainly amidst the clouds and rain. Countless raindrops, like iron beads, pelted toward Yan Chu with a pitter-patter sound.

Each drop of rain, if it fell to the ground, could easily smash through a mountaintop.

With so many raindrops falling, it was enough to riddle the mountain ranges within hundreds of miles with holes.

At the same time, Wen Tingtao whipped his horsetail whisk, and starlight bloomed on each silver thread. The starlight detached from the silver threads, turning into a sky full of star rain, carrying world-destroying power as it descended above Yan Chu.

This Divine Ability combined with Tao Old Ghost's, causing this piece of heaven and earth to be completely shrouded in clouds, rain, and starlight. There was no way to dodge; one could only withstand it head-on.

"Hmph!"

Yan Chu sneered:

"Insignificant tricks, how dare you show them off before me! Behold my Prajna All-Buddhas!"

After speaking, Buddha light surged from his palms. Golden swastika Seals flew around him, as if Dao patterns were being engraved upon him, and he lightly raised one palm.

All the clouds, rain, and starlight were immediately held up by the Buddha palm and could not descend. Then, Yan Chu flipped his palm down, just like turning over the clouds and rain.

"Ah? What is this?!!!"

Tao Old Ghost and the other screamed, looking up in shock.

Within their field of vision, a ten-thousand-foot giant Buddha suddenly appeared, looking down at them with a smile.

A giant palm blooming with infinite Buddha light descended, the clouds, rain, and starlight all swirling between the fingers as it struck down heavily.

"Wait! Everything can be discussed!!!"

They finally understood the feeling Ji Hanshi had just experienced; their entire thoughts and bodies were imprisoned, unable to move under this massive palm pressure, their Faces filled only with deep awe.

...

...

BOOM!!!

The Buddha palm struck down heavily, and two more mosquitoes turned into two pools of blood.

The palm print landed on the earth below, and the entire ground shook three times. The ground for a thousand miles around vibrated wildly, the mountains rumbled, and rocks tumbled down.

And where the palm print struck, the entire mountaintop was snapped off.

A massive palm print several thousand feet large appeared on the ground; Tao Old Ghost and the other were dead beyond dead.

[Half-Saint killed, extremely gratifying, Origin +4]

[Half-Saint killed, extremely gratifying, Origin +4, Tiger Soul Blade +1]

"Oh? The Tiger Soul Demon Blade?"

Seeing the System prompt, Yan Chu's eyes flashed, a hint of joy appearing.

Ever since his cultivation achieved success, he rarely used a blade, instead using his palms as blades, relying on supreme Saber Intent to cut down all opponents.

Even his palm blade was no weaker than any Sharp Weapon.

But the Tiger Soul Blade was different. This was a truly world-destroying level Demon Weapon, the number one ancient vicious blade in the Weapons of the Gods world, known as "Tiger Soul Resplendent, Heaven and Earth Crowned Emperor," forged by the ancient great god Chi You.

This Demon Blade, combined with the Seven Limits, would inevitably push the power of the Seven Limits to another height.

In the future, when he Advanced to the Saint Realm and began to comprehend the Laws of Heaven and Earth, and comprehended the Laws corresponding to each form of the Seven Limits, he could use the Tiger Soul Blade to activate them.

Taking out the Tiger Soul Blade, Yan Chu gently stroked the amber-colored blade body.

The blade was like a tiger's fangs, the body engraved with tiger patterns, and the hilt was ferocious. A shocking Evil Qi soared to the heavens, causing the wind and clouds in the sky to churn. The originally clear sky gathered dark clouds in the blink of an eye, and the entire Wuyun Ridge was shrouded in a dark veil.

"Good blade!"

With Yan Chu's discernment, he couldn't help but exclaim in praise.

In Yunqi City, he had heard those cultivators say that above the Saint Realm, cultivators had exclusive Saint Weapons. Each Saint Weapon was born inheriting the Laws of Heaven and Earth, and only Saint Weapons could bear the power of a Saint.

And the Tiger Soul Blade was definitely not weaker than a Saint Weapon, perhaps even above it.

It was rumored that on the day this blade was forged, it backfired, turning Chi You's legs into white bones. The War Tiger Soul and strange demonic spirits sealed within the blade were monstrously fierce, and a moment of carelessness would lead to it backfiring on the wielder.

But thanks to the System reward, Yan Chu didn't have this worry.

"Now, it's time to go see the Pan Family..."

Since that old man in hemp clothes said he was waiting for him at the Pan Family, if he didn't go, wouldn't that disappoint them?

...

At this moment, ten thousand miles away at the Pan Family.

Zhao Junfeng looked at his Guest Elder with a gloomy Face and asked coldly:

"Did Ji Hanshi and that imposter really say that?"

The old man in hemp clothes replied respectfully:

"Yes!"

"In this old man's opinion, with Ji Hanshi present, that imposter is dead for sure. Young Master, your plan is likely..."

Zhao Junfeng's clothes were half-open, his entire Face covered in a layer of gloom, his brows tightly knitted, his gaze sharp and cold.

"How dare Ji Hanshi humiliate me like this?!"

He gritted his teeth, the sound clicking, wishing he could kill Ji Hanshi immediately.

Unfortunately, not only was the opponent's strength above his, but the Biluo Sect was also far stronger than the Zhao Family; no matter how much resentment he had, he could only swallow it.

The old man in hemp clothes lowered his head even further.

Behind the screen opposite, a faint, lingering fragrance from the boudoir wafted over.

That beautiful Madam Pan Yun of the Pan Family was lying on the bed waiting for Zhao Junfeng's favor. Before the two could do the deed, they were interrupted by the old man in hemp clothes.

A small half of Zhao Junfeng's anger was because of this.

"Letting that imposter off easy!"

After venting his impotent rage for a long time, besides cursing in his heart and making a few harsh threats, Zhao Junfeng could do nothing.

It was just a pity that he couldn't squeeze out the secret of the person impersonating Kang Zhe.

However, he had already sent people to notify the Cold Ice Holy Sect; if he could sell the information for a decent price, that was acceptable too.

"Alright, I know. You may withdraw first!"

Zhao Junfeng waved his hand, starting to shoo the person away with some irritability.

Now, with his heart agitated, he glanced at Madam Pan Yun, who was twisting her graceful figure on the bed behind the screen, and secretly cursed her as a slut.

"Just wait and see how I deal with you!!"

He would take all the anger he received from Ji Hanshi out on Madam Pan Yun!

The old man in hemp clothes exited the room and sighed to himself.

Suddenly, a violent tremor struck from the ground, the entire Pan Family mansion rumbled and shook, some pillars fractured, and rubble from the roof tumbled down with a clatter.

"What happened? Is this an earthquake?!!!"

"That's not right! There hasn't been an earthquake in the Wuyun Ridge area for hundreds of years!"

A series of screams immediately erupted from the people of the Pan Family.

"It could also be a volcanic eruption, but it seems a bit far from here!"

"Keep your voices down, the Family Head is coming..."

The tremor calmed down after just a brief moment. After the screaming, everyone in the Pan Family felt relieved, thinking it was just a common earth dragon turning over.

Many people ordered servants to start checking if the houses were damaged, and the mansion was in a state of chaos.

The old man in hemp clothes' Face changed slightly.

His figure instantly vanished, climbing to a height of a thousand feet, stepping on white clouds, looking far away toward the Wuyun Ridge.

"This doesn't seem... like an earthquake..."

It felt more like ripples caused by a battle between powerful experts.

Although it was ten thousand miles away from that canyon, as a Half-Saint who had already begun to comprehend the Laws of Heaven and Earth, the old man in hemp clothes was certain that the source of the tremor was that canyon.

"With Ji Hanshi's strength, who could he be battling to cause such powerful ripples?"

He could not figure it out, his brows knitting tightly.

After thinking for a long while, he still decided to go down and remind Zhao Junfeng.

Should he invite the Saint Realm Guest Elder or elders from the Family to come? Would that be safer?

For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Yan Chu said when he left a while ago, and now he felt a bit uneasy in his heart.

Was he a bit too arrogant?

Why did he make such harsh threats for some worthless Face?

Shaking his head, he chased this thought out of his mind again.

Just kidding, no matter how that kid was, it was impossible for him to be Ji Hanshi's opponent. It was more likely that Tao Old Ghost and Wen Tingtao of the Ziyun Sect had come into conflict with Ji Hanshi.

Standing outside the door, the bursts of delicate cries and scolding sounds coming from the room made the old man in hemp clothes feel a bit awkward; the two people inside seemed to be role-playing...

"You surnamed Ji! Do you still dare to scold this Young Master?!"

"Uh ah! I dare not! Seventh Young Master, spare this servant..."

"Call me Daddy!"

"Daddy~"

Hearing this, the old man in hemp clothes' Face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

That Madam Pan Yun, who was elegant and dignified in front of outsiders, was actually such a dissolute woman in private.

Knock, knock, knock!!

The knocking interrupted the sounds inside. Zhao Junfeng's good deed was interrupted again, and he roared out in a fit of pique:

"What is it again?!!! Didn't I tell you to wait outside?!!!"

"Young Master! Did you hear the tremor just now?"

"You're making a fuss over a little earth dragon turning over! Aren't you a Half-Saint? Is such a small matter worth coming to find me for? Get out!"

"Young Master, that was not an earth dragon turning over. It was the ripples of a great battle coming from Wuyun Ridge!"

At this, the sounds inside quieted down.

A moment later, the door opened from the inside. Zhao Junfeng walked out with his anger not yet subsided, wearing a pained expression.

One thing done twice and interrupted both times.

It should have been an arrow on the string that had to be fired, but it kept being held back, leaving him full of pent-up anger.